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Volume 0 – The Healer of Reality and Beyond

There was no beginning.

And there was no end.

Only existence… and something beyond it.

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At the highest point of all layers—

Beyond the Mortal, the Immortal, the Celestial, the God, and even the Supreme Verse—

There existed a realm untouched by definition.

The Ancient Realm.

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Here, reality itself was born.

And here—

It could also end.

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At the center of that boundless existence—

Two figures stood.

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One was calm.

Unshaken.

His presence gave structure to everything that existed.

Time flowed because of him.

Worlds formed because of him.

Order existed because of him.

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He was Krishna.

The embodiment of Reality.

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Before him—

She stood.

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Unbound.

Beyond form.

Beyond logic.

Her existence could not be contained by rules or meaning.

She was not something that existed…

She was something that could not be defined.

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She was Radha.

Beyond Reality.

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Between them—

There was silence.

But not emptiness.

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It was a silence filled with weight.

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Across all layers below—

The universe trembled.

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Not because of war.

Not because of destruction.

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But because of something far more dangerous.

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Their love.

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Krishna spoke first.

His voice was soft.

Yet it echoed across all existence.

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"…Radha."

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She looked at him.

Her gaze gentle.

Yet deep beyond understanding.

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"…You feel it."

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It was not a question.

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Radha smiled faintly.

But there was sadness within it.

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"…Yes."

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Far below—

Worlds trembled.

The Sea of Eternity rippled.

The Dao itself became unstable.

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Their love—

Was too vast.

Too absolute.

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Reality could not contain it.

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Krishna closed his eyes slowly.

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"…If this continues…"

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"…everything will collapse."

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Radha stepped closer.

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"…Then perhaps…"

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A pause.

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"…we should not exist together."

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Those words—

Did not carry regret.

Only truth.

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And yet—

That truth alone—

Was enough to shake existence itself.

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Then—

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A third presence appeared.

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No ripple.

No warning.

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Only existence.

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A young man stood between them.

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His aura was calm.

Balanced.

Neither bound by reality…

Nor lost beyond it.

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His name—

Was Yao Chen.

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"…Senior Sister."

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Radha's eyes softened slightly.

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"…You came."

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Krishna looked at him.

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"…The balance has already been created."

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"…Why are you here?"

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Yao Chen stepped forward.

His gaze calm.

Unshaken.

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"…Because it is incomplete."

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Silence.

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Radha's expression changed slightly.

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"…Incomplete?"

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Yao Chen nodded.

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"…I created balance."

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"…But I did not understand it."

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A pause.

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"…I understood structure."

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"…But not meaning."

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Krishna's eyes deepened.

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"…Explain."

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Yao Chen raised his hand.

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Below them—

Countless worlds appeared.

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They were stable.

Perfectly stable.

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But within them—

People suffered.

Loved.

Lost.

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"…They survive."

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His voice was calm.

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"…But they do not live."

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Radha's gaze trembled slightly.

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"…You created a world that continues…"

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"…but does not feel."

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Yao Chen closed his eyes briefly.

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"…Yes."

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Then—

He opened them again.

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"…So I will descend."

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Silence.

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Krishna spoke slowly.

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"…The balance already exists."

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"…Why risk it?"

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Yao Chen's answer came without hesitation.

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"…Because it has not been tested."

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A pause.

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"…Balance without experience…"

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"…is only control."

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Radha stepped closer.

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"…If you descend…"

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"…you will suffer."

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Yao Chen smiled faintly.

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"…Then I will finally understand."

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And then—

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He disappeared.

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Not as a god.

Not as a concept.

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But as something far more fragile.

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A life.

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The Clama Realm

He was reborn.

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Not in the lowest world—

But in the Clama Realm.

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A realm where reality and beyond reality could coexist.

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There—

He lived.

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Not as balance.

Not as a god.

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But as a person.

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He gained:

- 12 siblings

- A family

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And then—

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He met her.

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Xue Lian.

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Cold as frost.

Gentle as silence.

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And later—

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Another.

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Feng Xian.

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Bright.

Unpredictable.

Alive.

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For the first time—

Yao Chen understood something he never could before.

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Love.

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Not as a concept.

But as something real.

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Something painful.

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Something irreplaceable.

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He laughed.

He fought.

He lived.

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And slowly—

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He forgot.

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Not everything.

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But enough.

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The War

Then—

It came.

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A war.

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Not between kingdoms.

Not between realms.

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But between existence itself.

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Reality began to collapse.

Beyond reality began to overflow.

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Balance—

Began to break.

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For the first time—

Yao Chen understood something terrifying.

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Even his system—

Was not enough.

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The Sacrifice

He stood alone.

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Not as a god.

Not as balance.

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But as someone who had something to lose.

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His siblings.

His wives.

His life.

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He looked at them one last time.

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And then—

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He smiled.

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"…This is enough."

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They did not understand.

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But he did.

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If balance was not enough—

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Then he would become something more.

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He raised his hand.

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The Primordial Flame appeared.

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Not gentle.

Not calm.

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But absolute.

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"…If existence cannot hold balance…"

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"…then I will become the foundation itself."

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And then—

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He burned.

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Not his body.

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Not his soul.

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But his existence.

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Everything that was Yao Chen—

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Disappeared.

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The Silence

The war ended.

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Reality stabilized.

Beyond reality calmed.

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Everything returned to normal.

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Except—

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Him.

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He was gone.

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The Shock

Everyone believed it.

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That he had died.

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That balance had been lost.

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But then—

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Something impossible happened.

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Nothing collapsed.

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Nothing broke.

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Everything remained stable.

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Perfectly stable.

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The Truth

In the Ancient Realm—

Radha smiled.

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Krishna remained silent.

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And then—

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A single truth was spoken.

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«"The healer of reality and beyond reality…"

"…cannot be erased."»

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Because Yao Chen—

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Did not die.

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He became something else.

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Not a being.

Not a god.

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But—

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The balance itself.

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The Second Beginning

And yet—

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Somewhere—

In a distant, forgotten layer—

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A child was born.

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Without memory.

Without power.

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But carrying a flame.

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A flame that should not exist.

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A flame that remembered—

Even when he did not.

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Because even balance—

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Can begin again.

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And this time—

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It would not only be perfect.

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It would be real.

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Thus begins the story of Yao Chen.

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