Atticus's Odyssey: Reincarnated Into A Playground novel Chapter 1187

"Segments?" Atticus asked.

"Think of it like a solar system," Whisker said. "Eldoralth, along with several other worlds, orbits one massive star. That's one segment. In another place, there's another star, another orbit, that's another segment."

"And these segments are divided by what? Boundaries?" Atticus asked.

Whisker nodded. "Your star is everything. It gives your world life. When it dies, so does everything else. But it also regulates your segment. Now, imagine four of these segments lined up horizontally. That makes up the lowerplane. Each segment has its own boundary, maintained by its star."

"And Eldoralth, the Zorvan world, and the others, they're all in the same segment?" Atticus asked.

Whisker nodded.

"Can we access the other segments?"

"Only if the stars allow it."

"What are the stars?"

Whisker grinned. "Good question." He paused, then added, "I don't know."

Atticus raised a brow, but before he could speak, Whisker continued.

"They've been there since the beginning of creation. We call them regulators. There are a ton of theories about what they are. All we know is that the stars are interconnected, and somehow… each has its own ego. That's why the planes are divided into territories."

Atticus exhaled, taking it all in. "So you're telling me… there might be other worlds in the lowerplane stronger than Eldoralth?"

Whisker nodded.

"Then why is everyone fighting so desperately over Eldoralth when there could be stronger or more valuable worlds?"

Whisker shook his head. "I get the confusion. The thing is… we can't access the other segments. In fact, the lowerplane is supposed to be completely inaccessible to the midplane."

Atticus didn't even need to ask. Whisker understood his look perfectly.

"As for how we got in…" Whisker continued, "we're still not sure. But centuries ago, my father discovered that the boundary in this segment had a hole. Something powerful made it. He didn't care who, only that it was an opportunity. The hole was healing, but with his power, he squeezed some of us through it, claiming we'd conquer worlds and ascend."

"Some?" Atticus asked. "You have more siblings?"

Whisker chuckled. "Of course. The man has so many wives it's basically an army. I've got a ton more."

"Great," Atticus muttered. "Where are they?"

"Some already rule planets as gods under the Nature faction. Others chose quieter lives. Only four of us came down here."

'The Spirit King must've found the hole too. That's why he targeted this segment,' Atticus thought. Still, another question nagged at him. 'Who made the hole?'

His best guess was the bastard who reincarnated him, but he had no proof. Still, he couldn't shake the question. What was that being's goal?

The words from that day still echoed in his mind.

'Entertain us.'

Even now, just remembering them sparked a flicker of rage.

But he pushed it down, focusing on the present. He turned to Whisker.

"You said there are other factions in the midplanes. Why are you and the Spirit King the only ones here?"