Chess Mage of Faerûn

who I am? !

This ultimate philosophical question was posed by the monk, not in words, but with his spirit plucking the strings of ethereal energy, creating an echo that lingered, as if it would be submerged by the surging waves of immense energy in the next moment.

However, Zhang Yuan had no mind to pay attention to anything outside. In an instant, an indescribable surge of emotion came over him, and the magic network that had heard his thoughts responded.

A true name, the unique mark and ultimate definition of an individual's existence in the world of Toril, cannot be interpreted by a single character.

Especially for him, a visitor from another world with secrets, the world's will seems to have made many adjustments after investigating his origins.

The sum of all elements, concepts, and definitions concerning Zhang Yuan's life and experiences is ultimately distilled and condensed into a series of lengthy and obscure symbols that are difficult to express in any mundane language.

Zhang Yuan…Terra…Cheris…Chanem…Baldur'Gate…Shadow keeper…DLTCEP…Duoduo…ICEFROG…DOTA…

The investigation was quite thorough, he thought to himself, adding that much information was beyond words.

Compared to the local Baba who were born with nothing, Mr. Zhang, who arrived halfway through his life, clearly received special treatment, which was almost excessively detailed.

The monk, who had gathered and memorized all the information, had never felt so clearly and truly how closely and profoundly connected he was with the world.

Whether it's the imprint of past lives or the entrustment and gifts of the Kaguya world, all are embraced and incorporated by Toril's will.

Even cheat systems...

Oh no, we should call it a legitimate auxiliary plugin now!

Even the system itself received certification and permission, seemingly by accident…

(System: Are you being polite?)
It wasn't achieved immediately; perhaps everything was already recorded the moment he arrived in this universe. It's just that he's been an unregistered resident of Faerûn for several years, and only now is he giving his response.

An indescribable sense of emotion resonated through Zhang Yuan's thoughts, even his physical body felt it.

His mind opened its eyes, truly perceiving this somewhat different world, and in a fleeting glimpse, he saw the strange phenomena surrounding him.

Just like the connection between the spirit and body of the Astral Wanderer, a silver streak also maintains his connection with his body in the Prime Material Plane.

Within this extremely thin silver thread that extends to the farthest point, there is also a faint, colorless and intangible vein that is difficult to detect even with spiritual vision.

That might not be the most accurate way to put it; the silver thread that connects to the spirit is more like winding around it, meandering to the final destination.

Perhaps this is the reason why I was able to enter this place, the inner ring of the magic network?
Without any basis, the monk was certain of the matter, and this time he chose to trust his inexplicable intuition.

The silver thread ends at the ego and the spiritual, while the intangible thread continues to extend towards the core of the final mountain, leading to that distant end that is currently beyond his reach.

The gifts from the final mountain were already plentiful enough, and there was no great use for them if they remained here. Having achieved everything he desired, Zhang Yuan was ready to leave.

With just a thought, the spirit flew back along the silk thread, a fleeting glimpse, and in an instant, like a shooting star, it burst out of the inner ring and passed through the depths of the ethereal spirit realm.

Upon reaching the intersection of the etheric realm and the material realm, the silver threads and fine silk intertwined and probed into the prime plane. They only needed to continue forward to return to their physical bodies.

Yet here, the intangible thread extended another trajectory, a fork stretching across the spirit realm, dimming in the boundless void of the distance.

Ok?
With his mind racing, the monk vaguely guessed where this road led.

Perhaps we could go and find out something?
With a single thought, he traversed thousands of miles in an instant. Having made up his mind, he crossed the star realm at a speed that was unattainable and even unimaginable in the material world, in order to trace his destination.

At extreme speed, even the perception of time becomes blurred. After an unknown amount of time, the spirit running along the silk thread suddenly stopped. The seamless transition from extreme motion to extreme stillness blew away the law of inertia, along with Newton's coffin lid.

Ahead lay a wall, a towering, vast, and nearly boundless solid barrier rising from the ethereal void. To the naked eye, one would likely fail to perceive the barely perceptible concave curve of this colossal wall, much like how humanity on Earth initially could not accept that the land beneath its feet was actually a sphere.

If one did not rely on spiritual perception to sense the flow of the etheric tides, how could one know that he had arrived at the seemingly boundless end of the spiritual realm, with an insurmountable barrier blocking all waves ahead?

The universe is like a chicken egg, with the sun, moon, and stars all within it. The limited understanding and initial worldview of the ancients in the previous life actually accurately described the world structure of the Toril universe.

The surface of this "eggshell" is a deep-colored ceramic-like layer. Gazing at it is like gazing into the void. Its material is indestructible and indestructible.

This is the true world membrane, the cosmic placenta—the crystal wall.

The universe formed by the prime material plane where the continent of Faerûn is located, along with the inner and outer layers of the universe and the associated demiplanes, is enveloped by this crystal wall, and is therefore called the crystal wall system.

According to legend, each crystal wall universe is self-contained, floating like a giant egg in the phlogiston sea, forming this strange multiverse.

As for what lies beyond the multiverse?
I don't know. The only things I know so far are the Endless Burning Essence Sea and the Void.

Following the silk threads close to the crystal wall, the former penetrates the wall and passes through to an unknown place.

This is truly incredible. The Crystal Wall, a miraculous creation born at the same time as the world, is almost the hardest substance in the entire multiverse. It is extremely difficult to move it in the slightest, whether by physics or magic.

The reason why communication is possible between different crystal wall universes is not because the magic ship is so powerful that it can break through the barrier.

The only way to reach the outside world is through the periodic openings of the crystal wall itself. As for whether it is possible to use the ocean currents in the phlogiston sea to sail to another world?
That depends on one's own fate.

Compared to the treacherous and unpredictable Polnareff Sea, the ocean in the main plane is as calm and tranquil as a bathtub, even making the fiery Amber appear somewhat benevolent.

Putting everything else aside, phlogiston itself is an extremely dangerous substance.

The main reason why the world needs the protection of the crystal wall is to isolate the primordial sea, which is said to be able to burn away all realms and even incinerate the fire elemental plane into a vacuum.

And this thread…

Zhang Yuan carefully channeled a sliver of his perception onto it, and in a daze, he passed through the barrier, where the sky was filled with firelight and crimson glow.

hiss~
As my mind trembled, I sensed the tendrils retracting as if electrocuted.

The startled monk quickly examined himself and only calmed down after finding nothing wrong or unusual.

After hesitating for a moment, I decided to return home; there's always another day.

Go take a break~ Go take a break~
"Traveler from another world, please wait a moment."

In the empty void, a strange and ancient thought traveled along the line, vibrating the silk strings and echoing its lingering sound.

The mage was startled at first, then realized that his probing seemed to have alerted the being on the other end of the thread.

"Who is your Excellency?"

"I've finally gotten in touch with you, young friend Zhang Yuan."

"I am Aghanim."

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