Time moved swiftly after Sokram demonstrated his knowledge and mastery over energy cultivation.

A few days after his seventh birthday, Margiory finally procured the remaining test kits for his bloodlines' gifts.

These kits, expensive and available only through exclusive auction houses, confirmed that Sokram had indeed awakened his remaining gifts.

From the Sun Elves’ bloodline, Sokram's awakened gifts included: Light Magic High Affinity, Eternal Youth, Solar Energy Regeneration, Passive Vitality Regeneration, Passive Vitality Absorption, and Hyper Muscular Condensation.

From the Moon Elves’ bloodline, he awakened: Shadow Magic High Affinity, Lunar Energy Regeneration, Phantom Reflexes, Shadow Merge, Shadow Manipulation, Night Vision, and Hyper Muscular Condensation.

However, the family was utterly astonished by his Elemental bloodline’s gifts: Hyper Overall Elemental Resistance, Hyper Overall Elemental Affinity, Hyper Overall Elemental Control, Hyper Overall Elemental Assimilation, and Touch of Nature.

And more shocking than the sheer number was a single, defining word: Overall.

It meant that these gifts extended not to one or two elements, but to all six primal elements: Fire, Water, Wind, Earth, Lightning, and the enigmatic Force (Gravity).

All of them.

Such potential was unheard of, the kind that only Elementals born in the original world possessed.

Yet here he was, a mere child, carrying in his veins the same bloodline as the embodiment of the Sacred Tree.

Beyond these, Sokram’s abilities could be extended to spells that used the manipulation of Second-Level Elements, like Ice, Lava, and Mud.

And Third-Level Elements, such as Metal, Dark Lightning, Wildfire, Burning Ice, and Wood.

The complexity in controlling spells that used these elements was limited only by the caster's imagination, knowledge, and cognitive ability.

But Sokram’s elemental gifts granted him unparalleled ease in mastering such spells.

Sokram’s seventh birthday was also significant because it marked the ideal age for him to begin physical training.

This would grant him an entire year to prepare before prematurely enrolling in the city’s public academy.

By law, public academies required attendance once someone started training unless they joined a private institution.

Sokram wanted to complete the mandatory curriculum as fast as possible.

He understood that graduating early would increase not only his reputation but also his family’s fame within the city.

This ambition drove him to accelerate his plans.

Having laid the foundation for his cultivation, Sokram was determined to astonish not only his family but even Nhiria, the Paragons, and the Lords of the Nether.

The morning breeze brushed against Sokram’s face, yet he remained still, his mind calm like still waters.

Today, he would attempt the impossible: simulate a state of enlightenment well enough to fool Nhiria and anyone else who might be watching.

It wasn’t simply about energy manipulation, at least not directly.

He needed to deceive his own mind first and reach a state of mental clarity and focus so perfect that it could fool the perception of someone capable of seeing through his mental wavelength and cells.

The process began with clearing his thoughts as he started circulating his mana.

Sokram forced his mind into the same serene quiet he had experienced each time he genuinely reached enlightenment.

He suppressed all distractions, shutting off his senses completely, focusing only on the mental calm that would pass for the real thing.

He briefly halted the flow of mana, allowing his heart rate to spike, simulating the excitement of genuine enlightenment.

His expression shifted as he focused, then he adjusted his emotional state, locking them away fully.

Deep, steady breaths followed, each one drawing him further into his trance.

His focus narrowed, sharpening on the perfect stillness, making it feel as though his mind were completely detached from the world around him.

It was the ultimate act of self-deception.

This trance-like state, which mimicked the first stages of enlightenment, was far from genuine, but it was a meticulously crafted illusion.

All this effort was to justify what came next.

Ordinarily, Sokram cultivated one energy type at a time.

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But this time, he needed more.

He began cycling his vital energy first.

After a few cycles, establishing the rhythm, he introduced mana, carefully aligning the flow of both energies.

Finally, he added spirit essence, ensuring the three energies moved in perfect synchrony.

When they finally synchronized, he directed them toward his Vitality Core, a small green bead of condensed vital energy resting within his heart. With deliberate force, he willed the core to melt, using the friction of the three energies to break it down and return it to liquid form.

Sokram’s brain activity spiked as perfect synchronization between the energies demanded absolute focus.

Every fraction of his concentration was required to maintain the delicate balance as his energies twisted together, bending the core to his will.

At that moment, Hannah and Alain appeared nearby in a flash after sensing the shift in the energies around him.

“Enlightenment? At his age?” Hannah whispered, her eyes narrowing with disbelief.

“Well,” Alain said, a faint smile gracing his usually stoic face, “there isn’t exactly an age requirement. Still, it’s a remarkable fortune for the boy. With his talent, though, it’s not entirely unexpected.”

Meanwhile, Sokram remained oblivious to their presence.

Melting his Vitality Core was a hazardous task.

Any mistake would cause his vital energy to leak, and that would result in certain death.

But Sokram was prepared.

His ancient wisdom and knowledge, his soul now in perfect synchrony with his body thanks to his practice over the years, had honed his control to an unparalleled level.

Even when pretending to read or meditate, he was within his soul realm, sharpening his skills for this moment.

With the Vitality Core completely liquefied, Sokram began the next step: using the now liquid vital energy to facilitate the fusion of the three energies into Chaos Energy.

The liquid form acted as a conduit, making the intricate process far more efficient while ensuring the three energies could merge seamlessly.

This was where things took a dramatic turn.

The fusion process drew in vast amounts of outer energy, creating a vortex of wind around him.

The pull was so intense that it alerted not only those nearby but also those who watched from the center of the galaxy.

In the Star Palace, Nhiria suddenly stood up from her throne, her radiant expression shifting to one of shock, causing everyone present to look at where she was looking.

“Did he really reach enlightenment?” Belladona, a Gray Elf, her beauty and alluring form only second to Nhiria’s, asked in disbelief.

“He did,” Azulla confirmed, her keen gaze able to perceive the very movements of Sokram’s cells. "There's not even a micro reaction to the commotion he is causing right now.”

“Bella, whisper that snow-elf, your follower. Tell her to order them not to interfere, no matter what!” Nhiria instructed urgently, her tone leaving no room for argument.

“What’s happening with the boy, Lady Nhiria?” Eliora inquired, curiosity lacing her voice.

“Chaos,” Nhiria replied, her enchanting smile tempered with a flicker of pride and relief. “He’s achieving a greater step in the Path of Evolution. I knew he was special.”

Her gaze lingered on the distant vortex, a silent affirmation that her hopes for him weren’t baseless. “Perhaps more special than even I dared hope,” she murmured, her voice carrying a rare note of awe.

Her words sparked envy among the Lords of the Nether and even some of the Paragons present.

Meanwhile, Sokram’s family watched in panic as the young boy drew vast amounts of energy from his surroundings.

A powerful vortex formed around him, with winds whipping violently in all directions.

"Sokram!! You need to stop this! You're going to hurt yourself!" Hilda shouted in panic as she arrived.

“He’s not responding!” Hilda cried, her anxiety tightening her chest. “We’ll have to wake him up forcefully!”

“No!” Hannah countered, equally distressed. “We don’t know what his enlightenment might be granting him. Interrupting him now could kill him!”

“But he’s too young to handle this much energy, and it’s getting denser by the second!” Astrid’s voice cracked, raw with desperation.

The energy in the air was suffocating, a crushing pressure that made her instincts scream in warning.

Her mind raced with images of Sokram pushing himself too far, causing himself irreparable damage, turning into a cripple, a terrifying contrast to the confident little brother she admired.

‘No. Not my baby brother. Please!’ She repeated inwardly, screaming with herself to push her anxiety away.

For all his geniality, he was still just a boy in her eyes.

She couldn’t bear to lose him.

Those were feelings shared by all of them, and so were her fears.

Moira, who had just received Belladona’s whispered message, finally interjected, “Lady Belladona just whispered to me. She has forbidden us from stopping him. No matter what!”

Her words, rather than calming the family, only deepened their anxiety.

While that happened, Sokram had just taken another step forward.

Inside Sokram’s heart, a small blackish-red bead began to form: a Chaos Energy Core.

The moment it solidified, Sokram felt a surge of raw power that transcended his physical form.

Chaos Energy pulsed through him, weaving itself into his essence, a primordial force that felt both alien and deeply familiar.

His body vibrated with the weight of the energy, but his soul reveled in the reunion.

It was as if he had reclaimed a part of himself that had been lost for eons.

As the core grew to the size of a marble, Sokram completed the fusion process.

For the first time in this timeline, Chaos Energy coursed through his being.

Joy filled his heart at the nostalgic feeling.

But the work wasn’t done.

Extending a tendril of Chaos energy toward his Spirit Essence Core, the solid bead became liquid almost instantly.

Sokram carefully reformed his Vitality Core around the Chaos Core, using the now liquid Spirit Essence to reinforce it.

The once-green Vitality Core now shimmered with a golden hue.

Next, he used the remaining liquid Vital Energy and Spirit Essence that had mixed with his blood to form tendrils that connected the Chaos Core to his heart’s walls.

The final step involved infusing mana into the newly formed tendrils while simultaneously empowering and enveloping the golden Vitality Core.

The mana acted like a shield, enveloping the core before flowing through the tendrils and into the heart's vessel.

This process transformed his once crimson Dragon Heart into a vibrant purple, signifying the unification of his Mana Heart and physical heart into a single, harmonious entity.

As soon as the process was complete, the vortex of energy-filled winds that formed around Sokram dispersed with a ‘woosh’ sound, causing a strong wind to push in every direction around him like a shockwave.

The doors to the backyard, the windows, bushes, and small trees rattled under the powerful gush of wind.

Sokram slowly opened his eyes and stood, stretching his arms and legs.

The process had taken over twelve hours, and the sun had long since set.

‘It’s been so long since I’ve felt Chaos Energy,’ he thought, nostalgia and a faint unease stirring within him. ‘To my soul, it feels like home. Like a warm bath on a cold winter night.’

Yet, he knew the dangers that came with this power.

It would set him apart, not just as a prodigy but as a threat if anyone could sense the Chaos Energy within him.

He hadn’t reached the level of Tier 1 Awakened yet.

But now he knew that if he ever fought someone at that level, he would emerge victorious, even while inhabiting his seven-year-old body.

Still, his moment of satisfaction was cut short when he turned and saw the scene behind him.

The panic-stricken faces of his family greeted him, and guilt immediately washed over him.