Three Divine Wishes: Yes, I'm OP!

After absorbing all the information he needed, Akasha wasted no time beginning the process.

He raised one hand and ripped open a pristine portal in the air before him.

The swirling gateway led back to Kalpa... however, he did not plan to leave the world of Noxara yet... obviously.

He spoke into it with a calm, steady tone.

"Number One, bring me Space Stones, Void Stones, Dream Crystals, and five formation flags. Also... Take the rings I’m sending through and duplicate every Divine Stone you find inside."

Several hundred divine storage rings flowed through the portal in a quick silver cascade. On the other side, Number One’s composed voice replied without hesitation.

"Understood, Lord Dream. I’ll need about thirty minutes."

The portal remained open while the three women waited with him on the shifting surface of Noxara.

When the allotted time ended, Number One’s presence returned.

Then in the next moment, vast quantities of materials poured through the gateway in controlled streams of light and settled into neat, glowing heaps across the cracked earth.

Although Akasha hadn’t told him the exact number, Number One was his construct after all... Which meant his will could be perfectly understood.

So, in that moment, five million Space Stones and an equal number of Void Stones formed two broad, softly luminous mounds.

Beside them rested an equally massive collection of Dream Crystals—unique to Dreamer’s Peak—and five formation flags that stood upright of their own accord, their surfaces already marked with incomplete dream-script.

Calista stared at the sheer volume of resources that had appeared on command.

Her black eyes narrowed as she finally spoke, the carefully maintained composure in her voice fraying at the edges.

"How do you just... summon this?" she asked, taking a small step forward, her eyes sweeping over the strange, unrecognizable stones.

"I’ve spent two centuries poring over every scrap of knowledge the Shade Clan ever recorded, and I’ve never even seen mention of some of these."

For the first time, curiosity pushed past her wariness. Without another moment’s hesitation, she let her affinity surge to life.

[Knowledge Affinity]

The Knowledge Affinity was straightforward—those who possessed it essentially carried an appraisal tool within themselves.

With it active, they could instantly gain insight into anything they laid eyes on, as long as it was within the limits of their power. In a heartbeat, information flowed into her mind in crisp, unbroken streams.

Space Stones and Void Stones served the same fundamental purpose—stabilizing pathways between worlds, whether for long-range teleportation formations or more complex spatial anchors.

When used together, their effect became nearly absolute, locking the connection against interference from outside forces.

Dream Crystals, however, were something else entirely.

They existed only within the influence of Dreamer’s Peak, and their sole function was to carry and sustain the link of Akasha’s Divine Domain barrier across separate worlds.

’Shouldn’t all of this be... rare?’ she mused to herself as the realization washed over her like a splash of cold water.

Ignoring Calista for the moment, Akasha exhaled softly, then lifted his hand again, and the air shifted as every material on the ground rose upward in a smooth ascent.

With his Divinity, the stones lifted into the sky in broad, luminous waves that drifted outward across the world, each one settling into its designated position with a precision that made the atmosphere vibrate faintly.

The Dream Crystals followed, scattering across the horizon in shimmering arcs that left trails of iridescent light behind them, and the formation flag drifted downward toward the bottom of the main island.

Its surface glowed as it anchored itself into the stone with a quiet pulse that resonated through the ground.

Akasha watched the materials spread across Noxara, his eyes tracking the movement with calm focus as he murmured to himself.

"Alright, the space stones were first... then the void stones." He said, "That sets up the anchors for the passage between the Divine Domain and this world."

"Now, these dream crystals... will allow for the link to work and last. Lastly, this flag will lock the entire lattice once the inscriptions reach them."

Usually, setting up the materials in the right spots was the easiest part.

The real grind in Formation and Array creation came from drawing the inscriptions and runes.

Akasha, however, wasn’t in the mood to waste time on drawing or learning Runes just yet.

Even though it wouldn’t take him long anyway... pretty soon enough, he’d have all the knowledge he needed.

He took a slow breath, letting it fill his chest before speaking in the Language of Gods.

"Inscribe the Dreamer’s Link Formation to completion," he said, pausing briefly.

"Make sure the formation is primed and ready to link to the main one as well."

HUMMMMM!!!!!

Each word rolled off his tongue with a deep, rich resonance that felt like it could make the very sky shudder.

In just moments, those words etched themselves across the world, weaving connections between every stone, every crystal, and finally even the formation flags themselves.

The formation locked into place with a deep, resonant hum that rolled through Noxara like a heartbeat.

Calista stared at him with wide eyes, her shock breaking through every layer of composure she had ever cultivated.

"You... you skipped the entire inscription process," she whispered, her voice barely holding together.

"How could I not think to do something like this?"

Yume let out a low whistle as the sky settled back into place, her purple and blue hair drifting in the lingering currents of energy. She nudged Luna with her elbow.

"Because you can’t," she said with a playful edge. "If I’m not mistaken, you’ll need to reach at least Tier 7 of the Language of Gods, or Stage Two of it." Without the ability to form full sentences, there wasn’t much one could do in depth.

Luna snorted softly, crossing her arms as she watched Akasha lower his hand, the last traces of divine language fading from the air.

"Well, I guess now," she muttered, "you just have to set up the formation on Kalpa, right?"