Garion stared at the black orb in his hands, his brows slowly knitting together.

"…Wait," he said. "If my God Gym was built using something you're calling a [Demonic Origin]…"

He lifted his head slightly.

"Then how the hell are we still okay?"

He didn't sound panicked, but there was real confusion in his voice.

Atlas answered calmly.

[Alright. Let me explain.]

[For now, remember just one thing.]

[This Origin is actually better suited for you and your disciples.]

Garion tilted his head.

"…Better?"

[Yes.]

He looked down at the orb again.

It felt heavy in his hands, not physically, but in a way that made his skin feel alert.

[Although it resembles a Demonic Origin, it is not one.]

Garion's eyes narrowed.

"…Then what is it?"

There was a short pause.

[It is a [Chaos Origin].]

Garion froze.

"…Chaos Origin?"

He repeated the name slowly, like testing how it sounded.

The words echoed in his head as he stared at the black orb.

"…What's the difference?" Garion asked.

Atlas answered immediately.

[A Demonic Origin contains demonic mana.]

[It is designed for demons and favors demonic physiology.]

Garion nodded slightly. "That part makes sense."

[A Chaos Origin is different.]

Garion waited.

[Chaos Origin is filled with Chaos Mana.]

[Chaos Mana is created by the mixing, compression, and collision of many different types of mana.]

Garion's expression shifted.

"…Many types?"

[Yes.]

[Demonic mana. Elemental mana. Flame. Ice. Lightning. Earth. Even traces of neutral and spiritual mana.]

Garion sucked in a quiet breath.

"So it's unstable," he said.

[Correct.]

[Chaotic. Corrosive. Difficult to control.]

[That is why it is called Chaos Mana.]

Garion looked back at the orb.

"Alright," he said slowly. "I get why demons call this dangerous."

He lifted his gaze.

"But you still haven't answered my question."

Atlas continued.

[Why is it better for you?]

Garion nodded. "Exactly."

There was a slight pause, then...

[Did you forget what kind of cultivator you are?]

Garion blinked.

"…A body builder," he answered instinctively.

[Correct.]

Garion's eyes widened just a little.

[Your cultivation path does not rely on purifying mana into a single attribute.]

[You temper the body itself.]

Garion clenched his fist unconsciously.

"…So instead of rejecting it," he muttered, "my body just… adapts."

[Exactly.]

Atlas continued.

[Demonic flame strengthens heat resistance.]

[Ice traces strengthen cold tolerance.]

[Lightning traces enhance nerve response.]

[Earth stabilizes bone density.]

Garion let out a low laugh.

"…So that's why training felt so brutal," he said. "And why the results were insane."

He looked back at the orb, then at the Vessel Demon standing nearby, who had been listening quietly.

"Chaos Mana doesn't care about balance," Garion said. "It just forces the body to survive."

[And survival is your specialty.]

Garion smiled slowly.

"…So I didn't accidentally doom my disciples."

[No.]

"…I accidentally gave them the best possible foundation."

[Correct.]

Garion exhaled and shook his head.

"Damn," he said. "That's one hell of a mistake to get right."

He tightened his grip on the [Chaos Origin], eyes sharp with resolve.

"Alright," Garion said. "Then let's not waste it."

He lifted his head and glanced at the familiar transparent screen that only he could see.

"Same as usual, right?" Garion asked.

[Of course.]

[Just place it here, and I'll build the God Gym for you.]

Garion smiled faintly.

"Good."

He reached forward and placed the [Chaos Origin] onto the glowing interface.

The orb vanished instantly, as if it had never existed.

The Vessel Demon's eyes widened.

It took a step back without realizing it.

It disappeared…?

[Please wait.]

Garion nodded and stepped back, crossing his arms.

"Alright."

The Vessel Demon stood beside him, completely lost.

From its point of view, Garion was just standing there, talking to empty air.

Is… is my master crazy? the demon wondered.

Then there was the orb.

One moment it was there.

The next, it vanished into nothing.

The Vessel Demon's heart pounded.

What the hell just happened?

So many questions filled its mind, but years of being a slave had taught it one thing very well.

Don't ask. Don't speak. Watch and survive.

Then...

The ground trembled.

A low hum filled the air.

The Vessel Demon's eyes widened as something began to rise from the barren land in front of them.

It was a simple box-shaped building.

It stopped growing quickly.

Garion blinked.

"…That's it?"

The building wasn't large at all.

Ten meters by ten meters.

Garion stared at it, genuinely surprised.

"What the hell is this?" he muttered. "How are we supposed to train in such a small place?"

[Just open it first.]

Garion hesitated, then shrugged.

"Alright."

He walked forward and opened the door.

The Vessel Demon followed him inside, cautious and tense.

The interior was empty except for something in the center.

A flat, circular platform with faint lines carved into it.

Garion stopped.

"…What is this?"

[This is a [Teleportation Platform].]

Garion frowned.

"…A teleportation platform?"

[Of course.]

[Did you forget your mission?]

Garion paused.

Then his eyes widened slightly.

"…Build a new God Gym in the Demon World."

[Correct.]

Garion slowly turned his head, staring at the platform.

"…So instead of building another full gym," he said, "you're giving me this as the reward?"

[Yes.]

[You already have a member. Now you need access.]

Garion's heartbeat picked up.

"…So I can go back?"

[Of course you can.]

Garion's mouth slowly curved upward.

"…Wait."

He turned sharply.

"With this," he said, "does that mean I can teleport back and forth between the demon world and my original world?"

There was a brief pause.

[Of course.]

Garion laughed softly.

"…Perfect."

He looked around the small room again, then nodded.

"This place," Garion said, "is perfect for a future training ground."

He turned to the Vessel Demon, who was staring at the platform with wide, confused eyes.

"Don't worry," Garion said. "You'll understand soon."

The Vessel Demon nodded stiffly, even though it understood nothing.

Garion stepped onto the platform, followed by the vessel demon from behind.

"Alright," he said. "Let's go home first."

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