A week had passed since Artemisia's pledge to Joshua.

  The silver-haired mage had been swiftly implanted with the [Bio Chip]. She felt the changes almost immediately - her mind raced with newfound clarity and power.

  Her thoughts, once scattered and sluggish, now flowed like a river in springtime, swift and unimpeded.

  Her eyes took in every detail of her surroundings, processing information at a speed she had never dreamed possible.

  Her memory, calculation, logic, observation, judgment, etc., are all top-notch. This point alone is simply unbelievable.

  In the week that followed, Artemisia wasted no time in putting her newfound enhancements to the test. She had been granted a small but fertile plot of land by the Wizard Council, an area untouched by the ravages of war, a place where she could build her bastion of knowledge and power.

  Her first task was to gather the gene mark knights. With a mix of persuasion and coercion, she convinced the desperate and the ambitious to join her cause. The promise of greater power and protection against the relentless demonic hordes was too tempting to resist for many.

  As the weeks turned into months, Artemisia worked tirelessly, planting the [Bloodline Seed] into the chosen knights. The process was arduous, a delicate dance of power and biology that required precision and patience. Each knight underwent a transformation, their very essence altered to be something more than human.

  She was once again in awe of the power of her lord's creation, the [Bloodline Seed].

  Under her careful watch, the first knights began to show signs of transformation.

  Their body underwent transformation, their muscles bulging and skin tightening, and their heights surpassing 7-8 feet tall, a testament to the [Bloodline Seed's] integration with their very DNA. Their eyes are enhanced as their other senses, turning them into a powerful weapon capable of detecting the most subtle changes in the environment, making them ideal for reconnaissance and infiltration missions.

  Unlike the proud work of Mages, the gene mark knights, who boasted a variety of beastly features like feathers and scales, the creation of the Blood Knights was a methodical, scientific process.

  She also noticed that their training regimen was unlike anything she had seen before. The 'Blood Knights' moved with a synchronicity that seemed almost supernatural, each step and swing of their swords a perfect harmony. It was as if they were one being, their thoughts and movements perfectly aligned.

  Curiosity piqued, Artemisia called Nexus, the AI that lord Joshua had task to supervise her.

  "How is this possible?" she asked, her voice filled with wonder.

  Nexus's response was a flurry of data and knowledge, explaining the intricate neural connections, genes of pack animals and synchronization techniques embedded within the [Bloodline Seed] genetic code.

  [The 'Blood Knights' are engineered to function as a mass produduce cohesive units] Nexus explained, it's digital voice emanating from the [Bio Chip].

  Amazed by the 'Blood Knights', Artemisia couldn't help but probe further into other creations. She turned to Nexus, her eyes alight with curiosity.

  "What about the 'Noble Knights'?" she asked, her voice filled with wonder.

  "How are they created?"

  The AI's response was swift and firm.

  [The creation process of the 'Noble Knights' is beyond your clearance, Mistress Artemisia] Nexus said, its digital tone unyielding.

  Artemisia felt a twinge of disappointment, but she knew better than to push the limits of her new master's trust. Instead, she turned her focus to the 'Blood Knights', eager to understand the extent of their capabilities.

  Under the watchful eye of Nexus, she also fulfilled her promise by constructing a bastion that included not just training grounds and barracks for the 'Blood Knights', but also schools, hospitals, and factories that would serve as the lifeblood of their operation.

  The schools were designed to educate not only in the ways of combat but also in the arts, science, and technology that Joshua had brought from his travels across the dimensions.

  The hospitals, equipped with the most advanced medical facilities available, would treat the injured and sick, ensuring that every member of their burgeoning community could be restored to full strength.

  The factories hummed with activity, churning out weapons and armor that surpassed the current capabilities of Mageck. The combination of high-tech machinery and magical enhancements created an environment where innovation thrived.

  The 'Blood Knights' trained tirelessly, pushing the boundaries of their newfound abilities under the watchful eye of Artemisia and her fellow mages. Their movements were a symphony of power and precision, each step a testament to the potential of this new breed of warrior.

  While Artemisia was busy sculpting her new world, Joshua had retreated to a quiet corner of the Tower, surrounded by ancient tomes and scrolls that spoke of the history of Mageck and its power systems.

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  He pored over the texts, his eyes scanning the pages with a hunger for knowledge that only a man driven by the need to protect could possess.

  He discovered that magic on Mageck had been born from the study of symbols, the intricate patterns that danced around the fabric of reality.

  These symbols, when drawn with the correct intent and power, could manipulate the very essence of the world, bending it to the will of the user.

  The early mages had unlocked the secrets of this energy, using mediums and summon it to fight off the monstrous creatures that had threatened their existence.

  These ancient texts spoke of a time when the world was a wild, untamed place, where magical beasts roamed freely and humans were at the mercy of nature's fury.

  Through their understanding of these mystical symbols, the early mages had learned to harness the power within themselves, crafting a bond with these creatures to create the first gene mark knights.

  These knights, imbued with the very essence of the beasts they had tamed, grew to become an unstoppable force.

  They were the guardians of the nascent civilization, protecting the people as they expanded their lands and built their empires. The gene marks became a symbol of power and prestige, passed down from generation to generation like a sacred inheritance.

  They conquered lands, cultivated them, and built towering cities that reached for the heavens, all thanks to the power of the gene mark knights and their mages who had mastery over the mystical symbols.

  But the golden age of Mageck did not last forever. As the mages delved deeper into the mysteries of the symbols and their connection to the world's energy, they stumbled upon something darker, something that would forever change the face of the planet: the discovery of Warp.

  Warp was a rift in the very fabric of reality, a gateway that allowed the malevolent forces of the demonic realms to flood into their once peaceful world. Thousands upon thousands of demons poured forth, bringing chaos and destruction in their wake.

  Joshua studied the ancient texts with a furrowed brow, the candlelight flickering across the pages. He had not found the specific cause of the Warp, as it was clearly omitted from the records.

  It was as if the very words themselves had been torn from the pages in fear of someone repeating the fateful mistake. The omission spoke volumes about the severity of the error that had brought such calamity to Mageck.

  "This world is indeed plagued with problems too," Joshua murmured to himself as he turned the page of the ancient tome, the parchment brittle under his touch. He hope that this world's cultivation system didn't have the same flaws as the last one.

  He read on, learning that the mages of Mageck cultivated by meditating and attuning themselves to the flow of the world's magic. They studied the intricate patterns of runes that allowed them to manipulate the very essence of the universe by using mediums such as wands, incantations and runes itself.

  Their ranks began as Apprentices, casting simple 0-tier spells, and grew in complexity and power as they progressed through the tiers.

  The first true rank of power was that of the Mage, capable of casting 1st tier spells. These were individuals who had proven their mastery of the basic principles of magic through years of study and experimentation.

  The next rank after Mage was that of the Master Mage, individuals who had delved into the mysteries of the second tier of spells. Their incantations grew more intricate, weaving complex patterns of power that could bend the fabric of reality itself. They were the pioneers, leading the charge into uncharted territories of knowledge and often leaving a trail of breakthroughs for others to follow.

  Elder Mages were the pinnacle of scholarly might, mastering the third tier of spells with an unparalleled grasp of their chosen fields. They had dedicated their lives to the pursuit of understanding, and their insights could reshape the very foundation of Mageck's society. Their libraries and laboratories were temples to the acquisition of knowledge, and their wisdom was sought by the powerful and the desperate alike.

  Above them is the Archmage, the elite of the scholarly ranks, who had ventured into the fourth tier of spells. These were the ones who had pushed the boundaries of their understanding, mastering ten distinct disciplines of magic. They could manipulate the very fabric of existence with a thought, and their power was the stuff of legends. Their create their own towers that serve as projection of their power and as a lighthouse in the sea of ignorance, guiding and protecting the way for the lesser mages who sought enlightenment.

  And then, there were the Grandmages, the pinnacle of Mageck's scholarly elite. They were a rare breed, each one a master of ten different schools of subjects, and capable of casting the mightiest spells of the fifth tier. Their wisdom was so vast that it was said they could peer into the very fabric of the universe and read the secrets of creation itself. They were the guardians of the highest knowledge, the ones who could see the patterns that others could only guess at. Their towers were not just beacons of light; they were bastions of power that could stand against the darkest of threats.

  But even the Grandmages were not the ultimate authority. Above them stood the enigmatic Sages, the legendary figures that could cast the sixth tier spells. Their knowledge was so complete that they could bend the very laws of reality to their will. It was whispered that the Sages could peer into the future and the past, and that their insights were so profound that they could see the threads of fate that bound all beings together.

  Joshua understood the hierarchy of power in Mageck, but the higher echelons remained shrouded in mystery. The concept of apprentice to Archmage was clear enough, but beyond that, the titles of Grandmage and Sage was as elusive as the shadows they were rumored to manipulate. With only ten Grandmasters currentl living, the existence of Sages was more myth than fact.

  He pushed these thoughts aside as he delved into a dusty tome on runes. Each rune had a unique pattern, a complex dance of lines and shapes that whispered of power. The potential for a breakthrough in his own cultivation art is near, and he knew that mastering these ancient symbols could be the key to unlocking the next tier of power.

  "Nexus," he said, his eyes never leaving the page, "I need you to select leaders for each world. Choose wisely; they must be capable of handling any situation that arises."

  The AI's response was immediate.

  [Understood, master. I will begin the selection process]

  [Master, may I ask why give such an order?]

  Joshua told him that he had an idea, a revelation that had struck him during his time in the library. He wanted to combine the ancient art of Runes with his meditation techniques and the martial and immortal cultivation he had learned in his travels.

  "Nexus," he began, his eyes alight with excitement, "I believe that by merging these disciplines, I can create a new form of cultivation art, one that could surpass the limitations of every world."

  And he needed to be away for a significant amount of time, so he instructed Nexus to take charge and select leaders for each world to maintain order and progress in his stead.

  The AI nodded, processing the implications of such a revelation.

  [Understood, master. I will ensure that the chosen leaders are capable and loyal. They will maintain order and security while you're away]

  Nexus replied, his digital voice calm and efficient.

  "Tell who did you pick?" Joshua ask.

  [Mei Chi, Isabelle Mower, Artemisia Mosley, Kurtis Perry]