71 Desires 2 (1/2)

A platform shining in rays of gold and swirling complex patterns appeared in the sky, slowly expanding. Dyon's face was the picture of focus, he sat on the ground, his hands brought together as the fire of his aurora raged larger and larger around him in a purple gold color reserved for those who had broken past the 4th stage.

The array Dyon was using was surprisingly a simpler version of the creation array found at Focus Academy. Although this raised many questions for Dyon, he had no choice to accept it. He assumed it was yet another formation taken from the remnants of the Celestial Deer Clan.

Planks of wood began to manifest from the array, coating the sturdy branches of the tall trees. Pathways, hallways, and rooms continued to appear as the beads of sweat increased on Dyon's brow.

He built exits and stair cases, filled rooms with low level books from the Celestial Deer Sect and playgrounds he used to love as a kid. He built pools and sports areas. The entire structure was larger than even the village behind him, and that was all the more reason why blood was seeping out of the corner of Dyon's mouth.

However, he didn't allow himself to give up. He built massive fence structures and elaborate defensive arrays. He poured Celestial Will into the soil around the trees, improving their strength and better fertilizing the lands for food. He placed protective arrays around so that the high up nature of the structure would never lead to the death of a child.

In the end, he looked up at his work to find an elaborate tree house. It was filled with slides from room to room. Dyon had even equipped the structure with games from the human world like basketball, soccer and football. Because he knew it was likely the children had never heard of the games before, he added information transfer arrays as well.

Finally, after hours, he lowered his hands, breathing heavily as he coughed up blood.

”big brother!” Little Lyla rushed over to Dyon, worried.

It was only then that Dyon realized he had been the subject of an audience for many hours now. He had been so focused that he hadn't noticed.

”you're… your soul stage is already at the 5th level?” Ri looked at Dyon like she was looking at a monster.

Dyon chuckled, but was too weak to say anything. All he could do was enjoy Little Lyla patting his face to see if he was okay, he found it adorable.

”do you like it Little Lyla?”