Ten Lucky Draws: I Became OP

Chapter 527: The Road to More Power (Read 528 First)

Ash reappeared in the lower frameworks of Pantheos, lingering in the void between universes.

For now, he had no plans to step into the Prime Expanse himself.

His only goal was to help Kaguya evolve and strengthen their bond, as her dimensional existence had already reached the twenty-first level.

This meant that, technically, Ash and the others were already 21st-dimensional beings.

With Elysia having set the power system to its peak, the path was being paved for Ash to eventually face the Author.

And in this moment, none of them were ’Gods’ or ’Constellations’—they were Endless beings, marking the start of the second stage of power for those in Pantheos.

[A/N: Do you prefer to have the names of the ranks up to the 37th Dimensional Level, or would it be easier to just refer to their Dimensional existence?]

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For beings who already possessed boundless energy—power capable of shaping thought and reality itself—the question arose: what did it truly mean to be endless?

One truth remained immutable, regardless of how powerful Ash or any other entity in existence had become or might yet become: they were nothing more than characters within a Novel.

Though they could perform extraordinary feats such as rewriting reality, dismantling frameworks, and accomplishing the impossible, Ash had concluded that none of them could ever transcend their nature as mere characters.

This realization formed the foundation of the Endless ranks, lending Ash and others a greater sense of tangibility and setting them upon the path toward the 5th Wall.

Ash descended slowly toward the Originat Haven — a place he hadn’t visited in what felt like an eternity.

He landed gently on the outskirts of Velora, the old kingdom he had once ruled as a mortal king.

The city had changed, yet it still carried the familiar red and white banners fluttering in the breeze, now adapted to the grander environment of Pantheos.

The streets were no longer filled with mortal cultivators living normally; instead, they teemed with beings who had long transcended mortality — cultivators, scholars, warriors, and families walking with purpose and quiet power.

The architecture remained elegant and timeless, with tall spires of white stone accented by deep crimson roofs, but the air hummed with a refined divinity that spoke of millennia of growth under Pantheos influence.

Ash strolled through the streets, hands tucked in his pockets, his reddish-purple eyes scanning the familiar yet changed scenery.

People bowed or nodded respectfully as he passed, though none seemed to truly recognize him.

Still, his presence alone drew quiet admiration, and he moved with effortless ease, as if wandering through an old neighborhood.

Beside him floated the three spirits — Elysia to his right, Creara to his left, and Unara resting contentedly atop his head.

Ash spoke softly as they walked, his voice thoughtful.

“The 5th Wall… it was never something I can remember coming across never during all my reading.: He said ssThe 4th Wall was common enough in novels.

It was understood to be the boundary between character and reader.

But the 5th?

Even now he couldn’t confidently say what lied behind this wall, I mean he knew what the end goal was, but as mentioned before no one saw or interacted with things the exact same.

“Hmm, maybe I’ll be able to read the comments of other readers?” He questioned as he becoming excited as the road to the peak was finally in true sight.

Elysia nodded, her golden eyes calm.

“Well, the Fifth… it’s the wall of authorship. At that point, we won’t just be seeing the story, but starting to grasp the hand that writes it.”

She went on, clarifying Ash’s thoughts.

The Fifth wall was something that gradually let the Character become a more tangible reader, until they could hold the complete drafts of the Novel.

For now, Ash could only read Chapters as they were written, following the others’ journeys as they unfolded. But just how much power would he have if he could… read the drafts of the Novel?

Creara smirked, drifting upside down for a moment before speaking.

“And the sixth? That’s when we begin gradually rewriting the Author’s own work… until it all leads to a personal sit-down.”

Unara tilted her head with a soft giggle, her small legs kicking idly.

“I wonder if the Author would be impressed to see his character grow strong enough to stand on his own.”

Ash chuckled lightly, continuing down the wide, marble-paved street toward the old palace.

They reached the grand gates of the palace, which opened silently for him.

The halls were immaculate—polished floors gleaming, banners bright and vibrant, every surface kept with meticulous care despite the years.

The place remained completely empty, as Ash had never replaced the former workers, and he strolled casually toward the old throne room.

The throne room was exactly as he remembered it — grand, yet intimate.

The massive throne of red and white stone sat at the far end, elevated on a dais.

Torches with eternal flames lit the space, casting a warm, steady glow. The air smelled faintly of incense and polished wood.

Ash walked up the steps and sat down on the throne, leaning back with a small, nostalgic smile.

He looked out across the empty hall, his reddish-purple eyes distant as he contemplated his next plan.

“To be a king again,” he murmured. “Not entirely… but somewhat…”

Back when he ascended—well, seized—the throne of Elaris, he did nothing to truly aid the people of Velora.

Their lives improved only indirectly, as his efforts to raise their rankings brought some benefits, but he was still far from being a good king.

Now, however, in this moment, he intended to repay them properly… though not without gaining more power for himself in the process.

“To transcend the Novel itself without relying on my usual methods, I’ll need to be creative—tap into some of my more potent innate abilities.”

Most of Ash’s powers centered around converting external things into Pantheos, along with those tied to his nature as the Origin.

Through his beings, he could access and wield all their abilities, and not just that—anything they achieved became his as well.

With this in mind, while his companions dealt with True Reality, he would chase the elusive Fifth Wall until he was ready to face a certain Ancestor again.

He scoured Velora, selecting ten random individuals in the midst of cultivation or their daily routines.

Before each of them, a glowing status screen materialized.

[Become One of the 10 Boundless Stars of Velora Kingdom?]