Extra's Death: I Am the Son of Hades novel Chapter 328

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Daniel steeled his resolve.

He wasn’t going to give up.

"How do I put knowledge into this?"

Daniel’s brows furrowed.

He had to put information about the present and future into the cube.

The Records he would create were different from the Records that existed and were used by Children of Mana.

Or maybe they were the same.

Daniel didn’t care which of the two it was.

After he created his Records, he planned to connect them with the existing Records and bring out Selene through them.

"The plan is good, but how can I find all the information about the present and future to put into the cube?"

Daniel had an answer and a plan.

It was just risky.

His trait.

He could see the future through it.

Daniel met with Athena and looked into her future.

The sensation of being in the future in his soul form was both awe-inspiring and terrifying.

When his soul returned to his body, he used the transfer technique he had received from the system.

Wisps of white energy traced along his fingertips.

He took out the memories of the future he gained from Athena and placed them carefully inside the cube.

The crystalline structure absorbed them, glowing brighter.

He did the same with Emma, Zeus, Apollo, Kronos, Rhea, Perses, Poseidon, Ares, Atlas.

Not just awakeners.

He looked into the future of anyone he could meet and poured the knowledge of future he gained through them into the cube.

The process was excruciating.

Repeatedly tearing apart his memories began to leave holes in Daniel’s consciousness.

Daniel ignored the pain.

A twisted smile appeared on his face as the glow of the cube intensified.

His plan was working.

"I just need more information...

"If I can put all the information of a specific time period, the memories will become self-sufficient and they should start generating future memories."

Getting all information of a specific time period was the same as assembling every part of a car.

If Daniel could do that, then his car would start working.

That is, the memories would start interacting with each other and move forward, forming a simulated world inside the cube.

To explain simply, Daniel needed to get all information about the world at—let’s say—4:30 pm.

At 4:30 pm, he needed to know what was happening to everything.

About the flowers outside his garden, swaying gently in the breeze.

About the neighbor next door, humming as she watered the plants.

About the monsters undersea, lurking in the ocean depths.

He needed to have knowledge of each and every object present in the world at 4:30 pm.

Then, he would put all that information inside the cube.

The world of memories within the cube would be no different from the real world for that moment at 4:30 pm.

After that, Daniel only needed to fuse those disjointed memories.

When the memories combined, they would start interacting with each other.

It was like putting two pre-programmed robots together and letting them talk.

Since the memories were an exact replica of the real world, the interactions between them would show what would happen in the real world.

If everything worked as planned, a simulated world would be created within the cube.

Daniel started to see the issues with his plan as time passed.

For one, he had to take a break every time he used his trait.

Secondly, he couldn’t see a specific time period’s future.

How far in the future he could see was not controllable.

But to make the memories inside the cube self-sufficient, he had to put all information of at least one point in time.

There was only one way to do it.

He had to look into the future as many times as possible and keep doing it until he got all information of a specific point of time.

"The problem, in the end, is my own mana capacity."

Daniel decided to ask for help from Moon.

"Of course, I would help a friend in need," the Moon’s consciousness agreed readily.

She promised to supply Daniel the energy needed to activate his Trait nonstop.

His pace of filling the information into the cube increased.

The dim glow of the cube illuminated the darkened room as Daniel worked tirelessly.

Shelves of books and scattered papers crowded the walls, filled with diagrams and notes on his work.

He started to experience memory loss as he ripped his own memories to put them into the cube.

It was painful.

Many times, Daniel would wake up, not knowing who he was or what he was doing.

He was starting to forget the faces of people he cared about.

Why was he doing this?

What was he trying to create?

Daniel was forgetting everything.

He continued to look into the future and take those memories from his head and put them into the cube.

Even though his memories were disappearing, a voice remained inside his head.

You can’t stop.

You have to save him.

You promised.

Daniel started to fear what was happening to him.

It wouldn’t take long for him to forget who he was and why he was trying to create the Records.

If that happened, he might not be able to save that man.

The wealth of memories inside the cube had grown, but Daniel wasn’t happy.

The memories were far from becoming self-sufficient.

At his current pace, it would take him thousands of years to create a simulated world inside the cube, if not more.

He had to do better.

He had to do it fast.

Before he forgot why he was creating the Records.

"This is the only way."

Daniel decided to take a risk.

He was in his soul form, and his soul was in the future of his neighbor.

In that future, Daniel went to another person and used his Trait on him.

He tried to look into the future of a person he met inside the future.

It allowed him to collect information of the future at a fast pace.

His speed of collecting memories increased exponentially.

The risks he had taken put immense burden on his mind.

He withstood the burden with sheer will.

Daniel had lived over a thousand regressions.

His mind was not so weak as to break as soon as it was under pressure.

However, not everything could be withstood by will.

Daniel was overexerting his Trait.

Traits were like muscles.

Training them would make them stronger, but overdoing the training would harm the muscles (Traits).

Daniel started to lose his strength.

He was growing weaker with every activation of his Trait.

Ironically, Time did not allow his strength to grow; however, it let his strength regress.

It was Time’s curse for going against it.

Centuries passed in a blur.

Daniel remained in his room as he looked into the future.

Since he started to use his Trait while he was in the ’future’, he no longer had the need to find more people in the ’present’ to use his Trait on.

The once vibrant walls were now dulled with decay.

Food, water, and recreation—Daniel forgo everything.

Mold started to creep up on his walls.

The table in the corner of the room began to rot away.

He never noticed those things.

All of his focus was on one thing.

Completing the Record.

Days upon days passed.

Daniel had long forgotten how many people’s memories he had looked into.

Why was he doing this?

He couldn’t remember anymore.

The only reason he used his Trait every day was the inner compulsion that told him to finish the Records.

Piece by piece.

Daniel tore apart his own memories.

Pain became a constant companion.

It lingered in his chest like a dull ache that would never disappear.

He started to lose himself.

Who was he?

Now, he could barely remember anyone.

"You are saying I need to connect this Akashic Record with the World Core?" Typhaon asked. _{freewēbnoveℓ.com}