My attributes are increasing infinitely Chapter 374: Eternal Domain

Ethan found himself uncertain about the portal's origin, which had appeared precisely when he most urgently needed it.

Even if an eldritch entity bore responsibility, he resolved to express his gratitude someday; if its appearance was mere coincidence, then he would simply salute his fortune.

He closed his eyes, his head still throbbing. Despite presenting a brave facade to the girl, her blood domain posed a significant threat to him.

Eventually, Ethan sensed he had arrived somewhere new.

His eyes fluttered open.

Before any thoughts could form, a voice resonated within his mind.

[Welcome to the Eternal Domain. The world of the protagonists.]

[Reality Announcement: The final protagonist has been discovered. With this, the absolute era has commenced.

May you find success in claiming the throne of the Emperor of Destiny.]

Notifications bombarded his consciousness in rapid succession.

The voice resembled that of a world system. As a system user, he swiftly comprehended the unfolding situation.

Additionally, detailed information about this new world became available.

The Eternal Domain functioned as an origin world, yet it diverged significantly from other such worlds.

This world experienced Eras, during which it gathered protagonists, or rather, sons of destiny, whose fates defied measurement.

An era commenced once 100 million supreme protagonists were assembled. This world also contained its own natives, who were likewise supremely powerful. Nevertheless, the era would only truly begin upon the collection of 100 million protagonists.

To earn the title of protagonist, one had to be an anomaly.

Only then would the era initiate.

These protagonists would engage in conflicts with each other and with the natives, complete various tasks, and acquire authorities commensurate with their task completion level.

A throne would materialize behind them, fueled by this authority.

The first individual to fully construct their throne would ascend as the Emperor of Destiny.

Authority could be gained through diverse actions.

However, one needed to be the absolute best in their chosen endeavor.

Once their work achieved unparalleled excellence within the domain, the Eternal Domain would bestow authority upon them.

These protagonists ranged from 80th-dimensional to 99th-dimensional beings.

No one would be capable of breaking through to the Progenitor realm during this competition.

Naturally, participants could voluntarily withdraw from the competition to achieve such a breakthrough.

However, no emperor candidates could do so. Not only them, but natives of this world who met the criteria could also enter this struggle for the throne.

The individual who became the Emperor of Destiny would have one wish granted.

This wish could be anything, regardless of how outrageous it might seem.

Ethan perused the information with unenthusiastic eyes.

"What the fuck? I just comprehended my last percentage of the Source of Existence, and this dumb world stopped that again.

With my system, I wouldn’t need any external support."

Despite his words, his mouth watered for some inexplicable reason.

He found himself unable to control his excitement.

This world was perfect for him. He knew precisely what he would wish for.

Ethan felt absolute certainty in his victory. Who, after all, could possibly be his opponent?

Yet, his instincts warned him that it would be far from easy.

"One hundred million anomalies," Ethan murmured.

"If everyone is a protagonist, then no one is. Unless..."

He checked his status window. His progress toward the Source of Existence remained frozen at 99.1 percent. The Eternal Domain had effectively locked his transcendence, compelling him to participate in this cosmic game for that final 0.9 percent.

In the Sector of Frozen Time, a woman named Serafine stood atop a mountain. She did not utilize a system; she was a Conceptual Singularity.

"The final one has arrived," she whispered.

Her power, [The Script of the Unwritten], enabled her to perceive the narrative threads of anyone she observed. To her, the world comprised not atoms, but plot points. With a casual wave of her hand, a lake of molten mercury solidified into a bridge.

She did not walk because physics permitted it. She moved because the plot demanded her presence elsewhere.

She was an anomaly who had murdered the Writer of her own universe to secure her freedom.

Thousands of light-years away, within the Nebula of Rebirth, a mechanical entity known as Unit 0 Prime recalibrated its logic gates. Unit 0 Prime wielded the [Logic Plague]. It did not engage in combat with swords or spells. Instead, it rewrote the laws of physics within a localized area until its adversaries ceased to be logical and dissolved into mathematical errors.

"Probability of becoming Emperor: 0.0000083 percent," the machine droned. "Increasing variables through the elimination of rival anomalies is the only logical path."

Then there was Kaelen the Void Walker, a ninety-fifth dimensional being who had consumed his own timeline to avert its destruction. His power, [Entropy’s Inheritance], caused anything he touched to lose its meaning. If he struck a mountain, the mountain did not shatter; it simply forgot its essence as a mountain and crumbled into nothingness.

These were the types of formidable adversaries Ethan now faced.

Ethan began to walk, his boots crunching on grass that felt like tempered glass. He needed to comprehend the Authority the system had mentioned.

[System Message: Detailed Explanation of Authority Acquisition]

To acquire Authority, an Aspirant must achieve the Absolute Zenith in a specific field within the Eternal Domain.

Nexus Events are triggered when an Aspirant performs an act that permanently alters the fabric of the Domain or surpasses the current world records.

Ethan paused.

"The absolute best?" he murmured. "If I craft a sword, it cannot just be a good sword. It has to be the best sword in a world filled with one hundred million gods."

He finally grasped the immense scale of the challenge. This was not merely a battle of strength; it was a battle of specialization.

If someone possessed a bloodline, it had to be the most potent bloodline in existence to trigger a Nexus Event. If someone constructed a city, it had to be the most efficient civilization ever recorded. The Eternal Domain functioned as a vast ledger, rewarding only those who shattered its records.

"So," Ethan mused, a predatory glint entering his eyes, "the goal is not just to kill the others. It is to outperform them. To be more protagonist than the protagonists."

The sky abruptly transformed into a bruised purple. The stars, which were in truth distant floating palaces, trembled.

[WORLD ANNOUNCEMENT]

[A Nexus Event has been triggered]

[Aspirant: Axiom Null has synchronized the law of fate with the law of time.]

[Authority Granted: 0.1 percent of the Throne of Destiny]

Ethan felt a ripple traverse the air. The authority did not merely transfer to Axiom Null; it manifested physically. Far in the distance, a ghostly translucent throne shimmered in the sky for a brief moment before dissipating.

The race had already commenced.

Axiom Null, the man standing within the black hole, had just declared his intent. By perfectly aligning the laws of his immediate environment into a flawless void, he had accomplished something the Domain deemed unparalleled.

Ethan understood that aimless wandering would lead nowhere. He required a masterpiece.

In this world, Nexus Events represented the true currency of power. He began mentally listing possibilities.

Weaponry. Forging a blade capable of severing the very concept of distance.

Bloodlines. Refining his own essence until it surpassed even the supreme natives of the Domain.

He could create something unprecedented. He could achieve something that had never before appeared in the world.

But there was a catch.

The natives of this world, the Eternal Denizens, were not mere spectators. They were beings above primordial levels, akin to the genesis vampire race.

Such races and families were also present here.

And they, too, had candidates in this competition.

Within the Burning Sea, a protagonist named Ignis attempted to create Cold Fire capable of consuming souls, a feat that would undoubtedly trigger a Nexus Event related to Elemental Purity.

In the Clockwork City, a genius named Vera labored to engineer a virus capable of infecting the World System itself, aiming for the Authority of Information.

Every action sent ripples across reality. The Absolute Era was not merely a title; it was a state of perpetual escalation. Each Nexus Event raised the standard for the next. The world itself evolved through conflict.

In that moment, Ethan grasped the inherent trap of the Absolute Era.

Ethan sat beneath a tree, contemplating his next move.

He would not create something solely for this event if it might prove useless in the future.

Now that he could not grow stronger through cultivation, he would forge items that would render him invincible.

"One hundred million anomalies," he laughed softly, the sound echoing through the silent forest. "I hope they are ready. Because I am about to transform the Eternal Domain into my personal playground."