The Extra's Indifference

Creation of the subspace was hard and costly, but all of it was worth it as in contrast to the subspace magic in Japanese light novels, the subspace magic in this world was not as simple as just saying 'inventory' to retrieve items

The subspace magic in this world wasn't like the storage artifact I was carrying around on my belt either.

It was a superior version of both, as it allowed for the creation of personal space that you could enter and exit at will, while also storing items and living things.

As I said before, creating was hard and expensive, but fortunately I had the things I needed to create one. A high quality mana core, a minimum of [B] rank, and lots of time. The size of the subspace was determined by the mana core used, so it would be better to use a better mana core instead of just a low quality one.

Anyway, I took out the blue mana core of the werewolf, which was the most qualitative mana core in my hand, and put it on the ground.

Then I began to purify it as the mana inside it had the characteristics of the werewolf.

After purifying all of the mana inside the mana core, making it neutral mana that everyone can absorb without any worry, I began to carve the runes that I read in the thick black book.

There were too many runes that I needed to carve on the surface of this mana core, which was smaller than my head.

It would be better to use the mana core of the snake as its mana core was bigger than this but I thought that it would be better to have a big subspace instead of a small one.

So I continued to carve until the surface of the mana core was unrecognizable because of the lines of the runes.

After that, I tried to get up, but my legs didn't move. They just stood still and I couldn't move them as if they were huge rocks, impossible to move.

"How many hours have I spent carving this?" I asked it out and waited for Aria to answer.

>> About a week, master. <<

"I see…" I nodded with understanding after hearing Aria's answer, then added with a curious tone:

"So, why didn't you call me up like you usually do?"

>> There wasn't any sign of illness or injury on you, master. So I found it unnecessary to disturb your concentration.<<

"Well, continue to do your job like the old you. Don't think it's unnecessary as I can't even move my legs because you didn't remind me."

After saying this, I held my legs and forcefully moved them to right and left to open the stiffness of the week that I just sat.

After some forceful stretching, my legs got better enough for me to move around but my head was dizzy because my stomach desperately needed food and water.

Hence I took out some beef jerky and water from my storage artifact and began to eat them.

I took the mana core that shines blue under the countless number of runes and dropped a few drops of black, ethereal, and incomprehensible substance into these rune lines.

The black substance flowed like a liquid in the rune lines like water in a pipe and filled them up, making the mana core shine coldly giving my body a strange feeling as if it was calling me.

I didn't make this mana core wait and touched this eerie mana core without any hesitation as I knew that something wouldn't happen to me in this phase.

Two rays of dark lights filled with white stars materialized on the mana core after my hand touched the surface of the mana core, and these rays of dark light flew to my eyes like a line.

Then the mana core that was in front of me disappeared like a mirage and an agonizing pain hit me.

But this pain didn't last long, just a minute or 2 then I was fine like before.

I took a bite of my beef jerky and closed my eyes, trying to feel the subspace I created.

I immediately located my subspace, as if I had been the one to create it, and summoned it before me.

The space in front of me distorted and a bloodied, white door appeared in front of me.

'Hmmm… My karma is negative right now huh?' I thought after seeing this bloodied door as the book that I read said that the door of the subspace was connected to one's soul.

So, which meant that the natural looks of my soul were white and the blood symbolizes bad karma.

The people of this world didn't know the term known as karma, they just knew that there was sin and virtue that is judged by the gods. Well, they probably weren't wrong but their thought was not entirely true either.

Because right and wrong weren't absolute, it was according to the belief of the person.

For example, if someone believes that helping someone is a big sin, and still helps someone, then it would be negative karma for that person.

And the gods who see this person's soul would probably think that this person was a sinner instead of delving into their memories as it would be too hassle to do.

And if someone who knows this particular information sees the door of my subspace, then they would think that, I was just a pure soul in the beginning and recently sinned.

Though even I don't remember what caused me bad karma, which needed to be a rare thing as I didn't consider something as a sin or virtue for some years.

Well, it was a meaningless thing for me to think about karma right now as karma is useless other than when a person reaches to the 10th rank, in other words, becomes semi-divine.

Hence, I stepped forward and entered into my subspace.

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