Idle Mage: Humanity's Strongest Backer-Novel



Time passed swiftly as the Morning Sun Federation and the Mystic Guild immersed themselves in a flurry of activity. Their expeditions to the various points of interest near the Blue Marble Planet had proven fruitful, providing them with abundant resources and materials.

The scientists and researchers of the Morning Sun Federation and the Mystic Guild tirelessly conducted countless experiments and studies, pushing the boundaries of knowledge and discovery. In their state-of-the-art laboratories and research facilities, they delved deep into the mysteries of the gathered resources, seeking to unlock their hidden potential.

New breakthroughs emerged one after another, sparking excitement and anticipation among the researchers. The Morning Sun Federation's scientists developed advanced energy sources using the unique properties of Space Quartz, revolutionizing the way energy was harnessed and utilized. The Mystic Guild's alchemists and enchanters successfully forged powerful weapons and protective enchantments using the rare Super Alloys and Orichalcum, ensuring the safety and strength of their warriors.

The Morning Sun Federation's agricultural experts cultivated hybrid crops infused with the magical essence of Rose Quartz, yielding bountiful harvests that could sustain larger populations. Meanwhile, the Mystic Guild's arcane scholars discovered new spells and incantations by studying the arcane properties of the precious mineral Osmium, expanding the boundaries of magic itself.

In the bustling laboratories and workshops, ideas flowed freely, and innovation thrived. The collaborative efforts of scientists, engineers, enchanters, and alchemists gave rise to inventions that improved the quality of life for humanity. Advanced communication devices allowed for instantaneous communication across vast distances, bridging the gaps between distant colonies. Healing potions and treatments using synthesized compounds brought new hope to the sick and injured.

The Morning Sun Federation and the Mystic Guild became beacons of progress and enlightenment, pushing the boundaries of what was previously thought possible. The fruits of their labor permeated every aspect of society, enhancing the livelihoods of people across the Blue Marble Planet.

As the months passed, the Morning Sun Federation and the Mystic Guild continued their pursuit of knowledge and advancement. Their dedication and tireless efforts brought about a new era of prosperity and growth, as humanity stood poised on the precipice of even greater achievements.

And if these could be achieved in just months, what could Humanity achieve if they're given years? Decades, even?

But amidst the scientific and technological advancements, a lot of individuals dedicated themselves to the path of cultivation. Cultivators, with their unwavering resolve and indomitable spirit, sought to transcend their mortal limitations and reach greater heights.

With the abundant resources gathered from the expeditions, cultivators found themselves with access to precious elixirs, rare herbs, and potent cultivation techniques. These invaluable resources became catalysts for their progress, allowing them to refine their bodies and harness the energies of the world.

Under the guidance of accomplished masters and with the support of the Morning Sun Federation and the Mystic Guild, cultivators underwent rigorous training and honed their skills to perfection. They delved deep into ancient scriptures and practiced profound martial arts techniques and magic, their bodies transforming as they absorbed the essence of the resources bestowed upon them.

The Space Quartz, infused with the energy of the cosmos, was meticulously crafted into cultivation talismans that enhanced the connection between cultivators and the spiritual energies. The Orichalcum, radiating a mystical aura, was fashioned into divine artifacts that bolstered their defenses and augmented their attacks. The potent elixirs derived from rare herbs granted temporary surges of power, enabling cultivators to break through their limits and achieve new realms of cultivation.

With each passing day, cultivators pushed themselves further, striving to reach the pinnacle of their respective paths. They engaged in fierce sparring matches, exchanging techniques and refining their combat skills. They immersed themselves in profound meditations, delving into the depths of their inner selves to unlock hidden potential.

The hard work and dedication of the cultivators were matched only by their unyielding perseverance. Through blood, sweat, and tears, they cultivated their bodies, minds, and spirits, seeking to harmonize with the natural forces of the world.

As the Morning Sun Federation and the Mystic Guild provided cultivators with the means to strengthen themselves, a harmonious synergy emerged. The advancements in technology and the accumulation of resources complemented the cultivation practices, empowering cultivators to reach unprecedented levels of power and wisdom.

The union of science, technology, and cultivation forged a new era for humanity. With each cultivator's progress, they became a beacon of hope and inspiration, showcasing the potential that lay within every human being. As their strength grew, so did their responsibility to protect and guide those around them, ensuring a prosperous and harmonious future for all.

The path of cultivation, intertwined with the progress of science and the ingenuity of invention, became an integral part of humanity's journey towards greatness. And as cultivators continued their arduous endeavors, they paved the way for a new era where the boundaries of possibility were shattered, and the potential of humanity knew no limits.

Deep within the vast expanse of the cosmos, nestled in the heart of a distant galaxy known as Paradiso, a primordial being awakened from a slumber that spanned eons in his dreams. As his consciousness flickered back to life, he sensed the ethereal currents of cosmic energy flowing through the cosmic web, weaving a tapestry of existence that had continued to evolve in his absence.

His eyes, which bore the weight of countless centuries, slowly opened, revealing a radiant hue that seemed to capture the essence of celestial fire. The ancient being, known by many names but whispered in the cosmic annals, surveyed his surroundings with a mixture of irritation and disappointment.

His once magnificent realm, a celestial paradise of infinite wonder and unparalleled beauty, had been reduced to a mere echo of its former glory. The cosmic energies that once danced in a symphony of harmony now quivered with disharmony, tainted by the ravages of time and the machinations of lesser beings.

No, it couldn't have been their enemies who did this. He figured that it has something to do with his disappearance. His followers aren't used to independence after all.

But beneath the surface of his disappointment, there was also a glimmer of glee, a spark of elation that surged within his essence. For though the cosmos had changed, its essence remained intact, and he could taste the promise of infinite possibilities that lay before him. It was a moment of relief, for he had feared that his eternal rest would condemn him to eternal oblivion, forever severed from the cosmic dance.

He initially thought that his imprisonment of more than a decade would reduce his chance of attaining his goals, however, it looks like nothing happened. He had been wary of nothing it seems.

Now, free from the shackles of his celestial prison, he yearned to reclaim his dominion, to restore the balance that had been disrupted in his absence. With each passing moment, his presence resonated through the cosmic fabric, sending ripples of power and anticipation across the expanse of Paradiso.

As he extended his senses beyond the confines of his ethereal sanctuary, he felt the faint echoes of celestial beings, the remnants of his once vast and loyal retinue. They too had endured the long wait, their powers diminished but their loyalty was unwavering. He knew that it would take some time to restore his celestial throne, for this past decade or so had changed the cosmic landscape, and new powers had emerged to challenge his supremacy.

With a measured breath, he marshaled his cosmic energy, weaving it into intricate patterns that resonated with the very fabric of reality. He summoned ancient artifacts, long forgotten but forever etched into the cosmic tapestry, and infused them with his essence, awakening their dormant powers once more.

The surge of energy emanating from his awakening reverberated across the galaxy, drawing the attention of those attuned to the celestial harmonies. It was a beacon, a sign that the ancient being had returned, and the cosmos held its breath, awaiting his next move.

As the cosmic currents swirled around him, he knew that his journey would be fraught with challenges and trials. But he embraced the opportunity with a resolute determination, for the celestial tapestry demanded balance, and he would ensure that equilibrium was restored.

...and that the prophecy would never happen.

With each step he took, the galaxy trembled, and the celestial realms braced themselves for the dawn of a new era. The once dormant galaxies would witness the resurgence of an ancient power, as he set forth on a path of cosmic reclamation, his eyes ablaze with determination, and his heart pulsating with the echoes of forgotten empires.

His existence alone was enough for many beings to tremble in fear. He hasn't even done anything, yet they're already afraid of him. This was the effect of his reputation and power.

He is a reminder to them that there will always be a sky beyond the sky, stronger than the strong. He is the true dominator of eons and the real overlord of many existences.

A being that has been born right after the creation of all things.

The Father, The Son, and Holy Spirit

- Amen, the Celestial God.