Atticus's Odyssey: Reincarnated Into A Playground novel Chapter 1566

Chapter 1566: Control

"When do we start?"

A large smile bloomed on the woman’s face as she nodded, clearly pleased.

"Now."

The smile vanished as abruptly as it had appeared, her expression cooling into something distant and severe.

"Listen carefully. From this moment on, you will address me only as Arbiter. You will finish every sentence with the suffix Arbiter, and you will respond to my every order the same way... Arbiter. Am I understood?"

Atticus blinked, momentarily taken aback by the sudden shift in tone, and a quiet doubt flickered through him as he wondered if this had truly been the right choice.

Still, he listened, nodding slowly.

"Yes... Arbiter."

"Good. Get up."

He listened, pushing himself to his feet.

"Was it really the elements you used earlier?"

The white haired woman raised an eyebrow and regarded him in silence long enough for the weight of it to press down on him. Atticus sighed.

"...Arbiter."

A small, approving smile appeared at her lips before she nodded.

"Indeed."

"I’ve always believed that the peak of elemental control was becoming the elemental molecules themselves," Atticus said. "Becoming one with the elements, is becoming one with the universe. Is there some higher mastery than that?"

The look she gave him was one of pure disgust.

"Whoever put that nonsense in your head should be bound and flogged for all eternity for being that stupid!"

’I don’t have to tell Grandpa Magnus... right?’

"You’ve been blessed with the power to control the elements," she continued sharply. "So why, in the holy stars’ name, would you become them when you can rule them?"

"But I do control them."

"No." She shook her head. "You ask for help, and they respond. That is not control. In true control, you are the master, and the molecules are yours to command. In your presence, they should bow. They should come to you. They should worship you and wait for your word. That is control."

As if noticing the confusion tightening across his expression, she gave a brief nod and raised her arm.

"The elements make up the entire universe. Earth forms planets, continents, and foundations. Fire drives change and energy, shaping stars and fueling transformation. Wind governs motion and balance, carrying force, pressure, and breath across all things. Water sustains flow and continuity, binding life, erosion, and renewal. Every element has a purpose."

"Fire."

Fire bloomed above her palm, swirling obediently.

"Water."

"Earth."

"Air."

"Space..."

In the next instant, numerous elements, even those like wood and other lesser aspects Atticus had never truly thought of as elements, spiraled around her, their lights filling the space and reflecting in his widened eyes.

"I’ve watched you fight," she said calmly. "And what you call control is rudimentary at best. You’re not mastering the elements, you’re tarnishing their name and wasting their potential. Why do little, when you could do so much more?"

She closed her fist.

The elements vanished, plunging the space into utter darkness.

"Erase the darkness."

Atticus squinted and raised an arm as an overwhelming brilliance swallowed his vision.

But now he could see the flaw in it.

He remained rooted in place for what felt like a long time.

The strange woman seemed to have anticipated this reaction, and at some point had quietly left him there, now lounging in the corner of the room, wearing sunglasses and holding a tanning sheet as she relaxed on a luxurious beach chair she sculpted from the earth. A miniature sun hovered just above her, bathing her in warmth as she enjoyed every moment of her solitude.

Atticus barely paid her any attention. His mind was still struggling to process everything he had just found out.

Earlier, she had erased light and darkness from the entire space, a feat he would never have even considered possible before. In their earlier fight, she had also halted motion itself and made the earth explode, all through simple, effortless commands.

Atticus had thought it insane that the elements could achieve such feats, and yet he now understood just how utterly wrong he had been.

He remembered the elemental molecules acting erratically in the brief moment before light and darkness vanished, the way they had surged and shifted as though responding to something far greater than simple manipulation.

She had used the elements, yes, but in a manner that was absolute in its simplicity, one his past self had never even known to look for.

’She commanded the elemental molecules.’

Her words, erase the light, erase the darkness, hadn’t been spoken into empty space. They had been directed at the elemental molecules themselves, and they had moved without hesitation to obey her will.

It was a level of mastery he had never thought possible. Even now, he still had to attune his emotions to the appropriate elemental molecules before exerting control.

Years of practice and talent had made the process nearly instantaneous, but it was still a process, still something that required alignment and intent. He wasn’t at the level of issuing automated commands so absolute that the molecules obeyed without question.

Atticus stilled his thoughts.

’Then why...’

This strange woman was clearly connected to him in some way. Though she refused to give him direct answers, she had left behind clues through her words and actions. More importantly, everything she did made it clear that she was trying to help him.

And if he truly lacked the potential to reach such mastery, she wouldn’t be here correcting him at all.

’I have the power.’