The first way to do that with his renewed mentality was to not just focus on the ancient methods that certain other beings used to teleport in the past. Instead, in order to teleport, Sebastian needed to understand the inner workings of teleportation and what it truly entailed. He had to dissect the very fabric of space and momentum, transforming a forgotten, mystical art into a precise, calculated science governed by his own will.
Thinking that way finally made Sebastian have a breakthrough and he was slowly trying to form what he learnt into a working theory, a faint hope that if what he was thinking about was true, he could finally use his spatial ability and manipulate the spatial laws to create a skill that would successfully enable him to teleport.
Sebastian figured out that in order for an object to teleport, three things were needed: first, the object had to occupy a specific physical location. This point of origin could range from mid-air and deep valleys to solid land, open water, or even deep underground; regardless of the environment, a defined starting coordinate was absolute.
By anchoring the object to a precise position in the space-time continuum, the displacement engine could successfully calculate the dimensional rift required to bridge the gap between departure and arrival.
Second, in order to teleport an object, space must be manipulated—either by creating a rift or by forcing a pathway directly through it. Whichever method is chosen, space must be warped around the precise location where the object resides. Consequently, this manipulation folds the continum, allowing the object to instantly coexist at both its origin and destination before the fabric of reality snaps back into place, sealing the cosmic breach and
Lastly, just as the object to be teleported needed to be in a certain place, there was also a need for knowledge regarding the exact destination coordinates, or else the process wouldn't truly be teleportation—it would merely be chaotic spatial manipulation. True teleportation requires an anchored destination, ensuring the object doesn't simply disappear, but rather reconstructs securely at the targeted location without becoming embedded in solid matter.
Without this precise mapping, it's just moving from nowhere to nowhere. Whatever method is utilized for teleportation, three fundamental components are crucial: determining the origin of the object, manipulating the space around the environment surrounding the object to serve as a door way to the destination the object was to be teleported to, and precisely targeting the final destination. Furthermore, mastery of this process requires securing the structural integrity of the object, ensuring it does not suffer from decoherence or molecular degradation during the transitional phase.
All that was left for Sebastian to do was to figure out how he could best harness his powers to achieve the precise conditions required to teleport. He was forced to find a clever way to fit this highly particular, unpredictable space-manipulative skill into the strict structural box provided by the key points concerning space he thought off.
This meant carefully breaking down the process: he had to figure out which sensory skill would be best for finding out exactly where the object to be teleported was currently located, determine the secondary skill best suited for physically manipulating the fabric of space itself, and lastly, isolate the tracking skill he would need to accurately figure out where the object would safely land once it was teleported to its final destination.
Immediately after Sebastian pieced the puzzle together, a sudden epiphany struck him with the force of revelation. He swiftly assessed the full spectrum of his spacefaring abilities, meticulously aligning every cosmic skill into its rightful place as though arranging stars in a constellation. All that remained was the daunting task of translating theory into practice.
Yet, a gnawing awareness lingered—an ominous whisper reminding him that if his first trial faltered, if even the smallest error crept in, the consequences would be catastrophic. The weight of potential failure pressed heavily on his mind, sharpening his focus, intensifying his resolve, and igniting a fierce determination to succeed against the vast unknown. However, Sebastian reminded himself that above all else, escape from captivity was his ultimate priority.
With that thought burning like fuel in his chest, he steadied his mind and prepared to evaluate his skills with precision. Calmly, deliberately, he began calling upon each space technique one after another, weaving them together like threads in a fragile tapestry. His only hope was that his first trial would succeed, for failure meant disaster.
Yet he forced himself to believe there was nothing to fear—though deep down he knew the truth: he was attempting what no soul being had ever dared in the long history of New Darkovia. And he was doing it while shackled, held hostage, and staring down the merciless wrath of Diego. Every moment reminded him that survival hinged on this gamble, and the odds of success were a mystery he could not afford to dwell upon.
All these fears weighed heavily on Sebastian's bony shoulders, pressing down like invisible chains. Yet against caution and driven by a fierce yearning for survival, he dared to execute the formidable skill of teleportation—a synthesis of three intricate space‑manipulative arts.
The first step required identifying the object to be teleported, and by sheer coincidence Sebastian had already accomplished this without realizing it. Through his profound connection with the world, he had forged a bond with his own body, using space presence to render himself compatible with the fabric of space itself.
In doing so, he gained unprecedented insight: he understood his body more intimately than ever before, tracing energy pathways, deciphering the lattice of bone tissues, perceiving the interlocking connections that held him together, and recognizing the elemental materials that composed his very being. That step was complete, finalized with clarity.
Yet the remaining two steps, though deceptively simple to grasp, were cloaked in mystery—vague, elusive, and unpredictable. The uncertainty of how the technique would unfold, and what consequences it might unleash, gnawed at him relentlessly, for he had never attempted to wield the skill in this daring, untested manner.
Sebastian had made countless mistakes since the moment he first grasped his space ability, each misstep teaching him painful lessons about the unforgiving nature of cosmic law. Over time, he realized that the only true path to wielding such power was strict obedience to the intricate laws of space—never indulging in fanciful experiments, never attempting reckless complexity, and above all, never daring to disobey the fundamental principles that governed reality.
That was why he deliberately limited his applications to simple, controlled acts, such as manipulating the world's axis, careful adjustments that bent but did not break the fabric of existence. He knew that one careless deviation could unleash disastrous consequences, tearing apart not only himself but perhaps the fragile balance of the world of New Darkovia itself. This restraint, born of fear and wisdom, had become his guiding philosophy, a fragile shield against the chaos that lurked behind every shimmering fold of space.