At this moment, shatter the dimensional barrier

Enveloped by truth, all beings in the universe are unable to escape. To escape, one must become a 'God of Truth', but one must capture traces of truth to have a chance to become a 'God of Truth'.

In short, one must either create truth through one's own extraordinary talent and ability, or control the truth that encompasses the universe and become its master.

However, a pitfall arises: truth encompasses the universe, making it virtually impossible to control from within. A frog at the bottom of a well can only see the sky at the well's opening, unable to know the true nature of the sky. If it cannot even know, how can it control it?

Even if one manages to escape through the import, what awaits them will be a raging storm from the sky. It is either the price of the God of Truth coming into contact with the truth or returning to the truth itself, since everything is an evolution of truth.

“Thoughts are truth…thought, truly an incredible truth.” Los Saint sensed the characteristics of truth through the shell of truth that enveloped the universe, and was somewhat delighted. It was yet another completely different truth.

"No wonder those magicians can ascend to become demon gods without limit through the 'Big Bang' ritual."

The 'Big Bang of Thought' is equivalent to the Big Bang of the cosmic singularity under the truth of thought. Therefore, after a magician has undergone an astronomical number of magic god ascension rituals, he can instantly acquire a 'cosmic view'.

The absolute power of 'cosmology' is something that ignores the level of the magician himself. Even if one only has the physical strength to destroy a planet, one can instantly leap to the cosmic level.

However, the demon that appears in this way has a major flaw.

That is, they cannot completely control the 'cosmology' at all. Every move they make will cause the cosmology to rewrite the real universe. Any thought or idea will be amplified by the cosmology to the real universe, and in a moment the real universe will be completely changed.

The appearance of each demon god imbues the real universe with its own unique cosmology. As more and more cosmologies overlap and rewrite and balance each other, the current real universe is formed.

“A demon god who can’t control his own worldview is really crippled,” Luo Sheng laughed. “After all, how can one absolutely control power obtained through cheating? It’s already a miracle if he doesn’t become a puppet of that power.”

Los Saint stands within a cosmic shell composed of 'thought and truth', arms outstretched, eyes closed, his own three truths emanating and weaving into a net.

He slowly enveloped the entire outer part of the A Certain Magical Index universe from his center, intending to assimilate this truth, thus giving him four truths.

Existence, Infinity, Limitation, Thought

“This God is quite tragic.” Los Saint opened his eyes, and a golden Kabbalah blueprint appeared in his hand, representing a cosmology.

A unique cosmology belonging to the 'One God Cult' [Kabbalah Original Text: Ten Sources Creation Star Chart].

The God of the A Certain Magical Index universe was the first demon god to jump out of the well, the first demon god in the universe, and the first demon god to realize that the universe was shrouded in an 'unknown' layer, becoming a prison.

However, He was too eager to transcend the universe and forcibly broke through the shell of truth, and was then assimilated by truth, leaving only the 'cosmology' unique to Christianity.

“If I hadn’t been in such a hurry, I might have actually been able to capture the traces of truth and become a God of Truth,” Los Saint remarked, playing with the 'cosmology'.

He can certainly create his own worldview, after all, it is an absolute power under the truth, but it is of little use to him.

“It could be given to other members of the Unique God Cult.” Los Saint put away the ‘Kabbalah Original: Ten Sources of Creation Star Chart’.

The Unique God religion has a unique cosmology that requires a special status. The angelic lineage is not acceptable; no matter how high the angelic status is, they are ultimately just 'messengers of God'.

To use the Universe cosmology, one must have the most direct personal connection with the One God, such as the highest persons like the Son, the Holy Spirit, or the Father, or the prophet himself who established a sect that influenced the entire history of human civilization.

However, in most cases, 'prophets' are bound to the Son of God or the Holy Spirit.

Moreover, it is limited to use, not ownership; the master of all Monotheistic worldviews is 'Monotheism' itself.

Los Saint entered the A Certain Magical Index universe without anyone noticing, nor was anyone entitled to notice.

What right does a mere half-baked Lord of Law (Demon God) who can't even fully grasp the universe have to recognize the God of Truth?

The moment I stepped into the A Certain Magical Index universe, everything inside was laid out before my eyes.

The densely packed interfaces of four dimensions and above resembled stacks of paper, with these high-dimensional interfaces influencing each other, like a tangled ball of yarn that was impossible to untangle.

Furthermore, these interfaces all have some degree of influence on the real universe.

Some of these interfaces are naturally occurring 'angelic phases,' while others are phases created by demons to manipulate reality.

Each phase is equivalent to a dimensional universe superimposed on the real universe.

Furthermore, a demon god doesn't just create one phase; even a demon god's wild thoughts can create phases under the power of its cosmology.

The 'power of cosmology' is also referred to by these demon gods as 'power of demon gods'.

Los Saint looked toward one of the higher-dimensional realms, where nine demon gods resided.

That was a 'hidden world' created by the nine demon gods. It had no time, space, or distance; it was completely empty. They used it to isolate themselves from the influence of the real world.

In this respect, they are not really bad; they are just forced into it because they have no other way to solve the problem and can only hide as much as possible.

Besides these nine demon gods, there is another demon god who has fallen into an absolute slumber in another higher dimension, where he is no longer even thinking.

This demon is a demon forgotten by the real universe, whose cosmology is based on the Cthulhu Mythos. Since even its name has been forgotten, let's call it the God of Oblivion.

"Let you all continue sleeping. Go check out the real universe first." Luo Sheng's lips curled into a slight smile.

This world occupies a large part of his memory, after all, the app he used to watch anime back then featured the nickname "Railgun".

This is also his favorite anime.

Those demons were truly a piece of cake for him. Once his thoughts and truths were assimilated and the boundaries of the universe were opened, these demons would naturally awaken.

They dream of venturing out of the universe. Without limitations, they would naturally create parallel universes, and they can be considered the driving force behind the creation of this universe.

Of course, they are not restricted, but they still cannot leave the Magic Forbidden Universe. With their half-baked understanding of the laws of law, they would probably not find another world even after trillions of years if they entered the dimensional sea.

The Lord of Law can only detach himself from the universe; he cannot roam freely in the dimensional sea. Once he enters the dimensional sea, he will only get lost.

Los Santos strolled leisurely through the higher-dimensional zone and arrived in the real universe.

The structure of the A Certain Magical Index universe is similar to an onion. The outermost layer, Truth, envelops the entire universe. Below the Truth layer is a high-dimensional interface filled with phases, and the innermost layer is the most fragile reality universe.

Los Santos appeared in the Earth's atmosphere, overlooking Academy City at night, where the brightness was far greater than in other parts of Japan.

Academy City claims to be 30 years ahead of the world in technology, but in reality, it is more than 50 years ahead.

However, sixty years ago, the world was not divided into the 'science side' and the 'magic side'.

The scientific side was forcibly divided by people, and the idea of ​​'prototype control' unified the thinking of 90% of ordinary people, allowing the materialistic thinking of science to take root in people's cognition.

The emergence of materialism naturally brought together people who only believed in science, constantly strengthening their understanding.

This led to the formation of the 'scientific side,' where all magic was subconsciously considered fictional by those who believed in science.

From then on, the magical and scientific sides officially divided our understanding of the world into two parts.

"Ultimately, whether it's magic or science, it's nothing more than the technology of using phenomena and matter derived from the study of 'Original Stones'." Los Saint landed on the street, his golden eyes disappearing.

I've read the entire history of the A Certain Magical Index universe, spanning over ten billion years from its inception to the present.

The 'Original Stone', also known as a natural superpower user, is a special case. They are lucky individuals who have obtained a sliver of the radiance of truth, but they have not obtained the power of truth itself. They have only gained the 'power of thought' under the radiance of truth.

They are able to interfere with matter, energy, and even the laws of reality based on their understanding of the world.

Magic initially stemmed from the study of techniques derived from 'primal stones'.

Theories and superpowers on the scientific side also come from the study of 'Original Stones', so magic and science originate from the same source.

Sixty years ago, science and magic coexisted. Science brought technological advancements, including architecture, weapons, houses, textiles, and so on, and magicians could not do without these scientific technologies.

The current notion that science and magic are incompatible is merely an artificial, forced division.

This person is the former magician, the man closest to the Demon God and also the most insane, now the chairman of the Academy City Council on the science side, Aleister Crowley.

"What's with all the fighting? Go explore new worlds! Most conflicts in this world are just a bunch of powerful people going crazy from being cooped up in one room." Luo Sheng's clothes transformed into a teacher's uniform as he looked at the vibrant and energetic students around him.

Looking around, all you see are students wearing various school uniforms.

Academy City has a population of 2.3 million, occupying one-third of Tokyo's area, of which 1.8 million are students, including 93 universities, more than 400 middle schools, and more than 700 elementary schools.

The rest are teachers, researchers, and workers from various industries.

The research team comprises 80% of the world's researchers, representing over a thousand research institutions and more than a hundred charitable organizations worldwide that care for abandoned children. (Whether it's genuine charity or simply using them as guinea pigs is another matter.)

Because of its world-leading technology, Academy City has become an independent country within a country, and is even capable of fighting against secular countries all over the world on its own.

"That's great. Academy City, aside from those shady things, Aleister did something that makes people feel good." A flicker of emotion flashed across Los Saint's eyes.

In Academy City, he created an identity for himself as 'Superpower Development Teacher of Tokiwadai Middle School'.

At the same time, it rewrote the fate of the children in Academy City who were used as expendable resources and guinea pigs. No matter what conspiracy or experiment these children were involved in, they would always escape due to various accidents.

Children are the future of civilization, and he would never allow anything to harm them. Besides, how could anyone hurt such adorable children? That would be incredibly audacious.

As for those who have lost their conscience, leave them to the children as provisions for acquiring good karma.

However, most children feel guilty for kindly stepping on insects, and only a few are able to enjoy the fruits of their good deeds.

boom----

The sound of a metal sheet being kicked reached Luo Sheng's ears. Luo Sheng's clothes changed into the serious black and white Tokiwadai teacher's uniform, and he walked over with a smile on his face.

"Huh, this time it's red bean bubbles. This tastes awful. Oh well, it's free anyway."

Under the streetlights, two girls, around thirteen or fourteen years old, wearing knitted school uniforms and short skirts, were standing in front of a vending machine. One of them, a girl with short brown hair, kicked the vending machine and kicked out a beverage can.

After taking out the beverage can, he complained in disappointment.

"Hey, Kuroko, would you like some red bean soda?" The girl with short brown hair asked her companion.

"Ugh~ Onee-sama... You're at it again... I'm a disciplinary committee member, kicking a vending machine in front of a disciplinary committee member." The girl with light pink twin tails covered her forehead, looking pained: "Okay, okay, I'll pretend I was blind today, but don't do it again, onee-sama."

"Okay, I got it." The girl with short brown hair waved her hand impatiently and said indignantly, "I just want my own money back. This machine swallowed a whole thousand yen from me yesterday, and I'm only getting three hundred yen back now."

"The ones who should be criticized are the vending machine vendors, who are displaying substandard machines."

"Let's go, Hei Zi! There's an e-sports center points event at 8:30 tonight, and the top ten will get prizes!" The short-haired girl with brown hair excitedly took out her phone and looked at the advertisements.

"Oh my god, tonight is a really risky time for the dorm supervisor to patrol. If someone sneaks out to play games and gets caught leaving school, they'll be killed by the dorm supervisor." Shirai Kuroko said, her arms crossed and her face filled with fear, as if she had just thought of something.

"I'll have to rely on you then, Kuroko. I'll give you half of the prize." The girl with short brown hair trembled slightly, but her expression quickly hardened: "I have a reason why I absolutely have to go this time."

Shirai Kuroko glanced at the advertisement on her phone and swallowed hard. Onesa Ma really couldn't resist the charm of Gekota plushies. Although she thought Gekota, a toy based on a frog, was ugly, she absolutely had to keep Onesa Ma's request.

And...and, Sha, Sha Guhehe~ While Onesama is away, I can sneak a peek into Onesama's wardrobe; maybe there will be a surprise.

Shirai Kuroko's expression gradually changed, and a drop of saliva even dripped from the corner of her mouth.

"Uh..." Misaka Mikoto looked at Shirai Kuroko's increasingly perverted expression and the number "well" appeared on her forehead. She raised her hand and chopped Shirai Kuroko on the head: "Kuroko~ You're not thinking about some perverted thing again, are you?"

"Ouch! No, no, nothing happened, oh dear!" Shirai Kuroko cried out in pain, and quickly protested her innocence.

"No, he's not laughing that weirdly!" Misaka Mikoto crossed her arms, looking incredulous. Ever since Kuroko kicked out her original roommate and moved into the same dorm room, she had a deep understanding of Kuroko's weirdness.

Although the hater is a bit twisted, he is a very good person and a trustworthy friend.

"Don't worry, Onesama, I'll definitely keep it from that horrible dorm supervisor for you. You can play your game without worry. Just let me know if you need to go back to the dorm, and I'll be there in a minute." Hei Zi patted his chest and proudly assured him.

Just then, a shadow blocked the light of the street lamp. Misaka Mikoto and Shirai Kuroko looked over in confusion and saw a man in a black and white teacher's uniform looking at them with an expression as if he had caught a student who had made a mistake.

"You two are students from Tokiwadai, right?" Luo Sheng adjusted his glasses, the streetlight shining on them and making him appear authoritative and authoritative, his voice deliberately extremely serious.

"Students are not allowed to leave the Tokiwadai school building after 8:00 a.m. It is already 8:30 a.m., which is a serious violation of school rules."