Chapter 2: The Unknown Path Part 2 For the next few days... Adrian did not tell anyone about what happened. Not because he did not trust his family. But because he himself did not understand it. How could he explain something impossible? How could he tell someone that inside his body existed a power system from another universe? How could he explain memories of a life that should not exist? Even Adrian himself had no answer. So he remained silent. He continued his normal life. He helped when he could. He worked on his graduation requirements. He spent time with his family. From the outside... Nothing had changed. But inside... Everything was different. Every night, after everyone slept... Adrian would sit quietly in his room. Not searching for power. Not chasing strength. Only trying to understand. Because he had learned something important. Power without understanding was dangerous. Aetherion had reached the peak of existence because he understood. Not because he simply possessed strength. So Adrian followed the same principle. Understand first. Control second. Increase power last. ... That night... Adrian entered a deep state of concentration. At first, nothing happened. There was no explosion of energy. No overwhelming pressure. No divine phenomenon. Only silence. But slowly... He began feeling something. A small existence inside him. The Originless Immortal Core. It was unlike anything he had ever imagined. It was not a storage of energy. It was not a simple source of power. It was a foundation. A beginning without origin. A core that did not rely on this universe's laws. Adrian carefully observed it. The more he understood... The more shocked he became. Because the cultivation system connected to this core was completely different from everything around him. This universe had its own supernatural forces. Spirits. Mystical beings. Hidden realms. Existences that ordinary humans could never see. Their powers came from the laws of this world. Their abilities were connected to their nature. A ghost was a soul affected by emotions. A witch used mysterious arts. A guardian spirit protected certain places or beings. Naga, Zawgyi, and other hidden races possessed their own abilities and civilizations. They all belonged to this universe. They were part of its system. But Adrian... Was different. His power did not originate from this world. It was an outsider. A foreign path. A path created in another universe. For a moment... Adrian understood why nobody would be able to understand him. Even if he revealed everything... They would not have the knowledge to comprehend it. To them... He would simply be a mysterious existence. Something that did not follow their world's rules. Adrian slowly opened his eyes. "So this is why..." His voice was quiet. "This universe doesn't have this path." He looked at his hand. A small amount of spiritual energy gathered around his fingers. It was weak. Extremely weak compared to Aetherion's past. But it existed. The first step of rebuilding. Not recovering. Rebuilding. Because Adrian understood something else. He was not going to restore the old Aetherion. That person belonged to another universe. Another era. Another life. He was Adrian Voss. If he cultivated... He would create a path that belonged to him. ... Several days later. A strange feeling appeared. At first, Adrian thought it was nothing. A simple change in the environment. But then... He noticed it again. A cold presence. Not powerful. Not comparable to ancient beings. But unusual. A normal human would never notice it. Even supernatural beings might ignore it. But Adrian could feel something different. It was not energy. It was not spiritual power. It was emotion. A heavy emotion that remained in a certain place. Pain. Anger. Hatred. Something that refused to disappear. Adrian frowned. "This..." He closed his eyes. His perception expanded. For a brief moment... He saw a scene. A dark house. An empty yard. A figure standing alone. A soul covered in deep hatred. Then the vision disappeared. Adrian opened his eyes. His expression became serious. A memory from Aetherion told him something. A soul was not simply energy. A soul carried existence. And strong emotions could become chains. Chains that even death could not break. He looked toward the direction of the presence. For the first time since awakening... He felt something connected to this world's mysteries. Not another universe. Not ancient battles. Not cosmic laws. Something simple. A human soul that could not move on. Adrian stood up. "I guess..." "My first answer won't come from the stars." "It will come from this world." The next night... Adrian Voss would step into a place feared by ordinary people. A place where a wandering spirit remained trapped. A place where hatred had become a prison. A haunted house.