My Talent's Name Is Generator

Chapter 607: The Oblivion Cube

Right to Insight showed me the cube was stable. It had limits, rules, and a controlled appetite. Most importantly, the clock on its surface could be adjusted.

If I slowed the clock, the door would lock a target in slowed time, almost like putting them in a deep sleep they couldn’t escape.

If I sped the clock up, time inside the door would rush forward, and anything caught inside could age into dust in a moment.

Both were dangerous. Slowing time too much could trap something in an endless loop. Speeding it too far could erase a being completely.

Once the cube locked onto something with the door open... it didn’t forget easily.

The power was incredible but it demanded caution.

Satisfied with the tests, I decided it was time to bind the cube to Executor’s Authority.

If the construct was going to be part of my strength, the domain tablet needed to recognize it, command it, and adjust its clock when needed.

I rose higher into the air. The violet chains moved with me, reacting to my will like living extensions of the domain.

The giant tablet behind me hummed. Its runes shifted, reading my intent, and preparing to accept the cube as part of its structure.

I lifted the cube and placed it at the center of the tablet’s influence field. The runes on the tablet brightened one after another. Runes crawled across its surface like tiny insects, examining the construct from every angle.

After a few breaths, the tablet accepted it.

A new rune etched itself onto the surface, glowing a deep indigo. The link between the cube and the tablet pulsed once. The door, the time control, the locked space, the devouring field, everything was now recognized and anchored inside the domain.

A faint system notification sounded. I already knew what it meant.

The cube was now an official part of Executor’s Authority.

And my domain had gained its first law construct.

[Law Construct Registered]

[Name: Oblivion Cube]

[Type: Space-Time Devour Construct]

[Activation Form: Palm Cube]

[Energy Cost: High — Variable]

The chains responded first, they lifted, coiled, and wrapped lightly around the cube as if testing its shape. The mirage-volcanoes behind me pulsed once, feeding a bit of law pressure into the domain. Even the Abyss Core on the left gave a faint tremble, and the dead Star on the right settled.

The cube slowly adjusted to the domain. It learned the ”voice” of Executor’s Authority.

I gave it a simple command to start with: Lock a tiny fragment of time inside a stone.

The cube blinked. The clock on its face slowed. The stone froze as if someone had pressed pause on the world.

Then I tried something harder.

A grandmaster beast had wandered too close to the domain’s edge, watching from the mountain shadows. It was quick, nervous, and constantly searching for prey. Perfect for the next test.

I folded space around it and pulled it gently into the domain. The creature landed in front of the cube, claws scraping, eyes darting everywhere. It was terrified, unable to understand what had dragged it here.

I set the cube’s clock to slow.

The hands crawled. Time around the beast thickened like heavy fog. Its breathing stretched out in long, warped gasps.

Its movements turned slow, one paw lifting as if it weighed a mountain. Even its eyes struggled to shift from left to right.

For a moment, it looked trapped inside a half-dream. The stretched sounds made me uncomfortable. But I needed to test everything.

I willed the cube to open.

The panels unfolded, and the door appeared, a silent space in the air with a faint pull that tightened the world around it.

The devouring field reached out and touched the beast.

Its space anchors began to loosen. The creature panicked instinctively, trying to grab onto anything—Essence, movement, breath but the cube worked quietly, breaking those anchors piece by piece.

The beast’s motions shrank. Its body sagged like its strings were being cut.

The door closed.

A breath later, the cube opened again, empty.

No scream. No blood. No remains. Nothing slid back out into the world.

The test was complete.

I sat down in the air and closed my eyes. The Essence tornado wrapped around me like a warm cloak as I focused inward again.

The construct was powerful, maybe too powerful.

The cube wasn’t just for fighting. It could stop a spell before it fully formed. It could remove a sword strike from time. It could trap a king’s command in a bubble of frozen seconds, leaving his army frozen and confused.

It could loosen a law’s foundation and reduce it to nothing more than raw Essence.

It was perfect for war. Perfect for execution. Perfect for enforcing my authority.

But it also carried dangers I couldn’t ignore.

The cube didn’t care what it consumed.

If I made a mistake, even one small thread of my own law could drift too close and vanish. If I mismanaged the time lock, it could pull a piece of my own domain with it.

The giant tablet behind me hummed, and one of its runes glowed brightly. It had accepted the cube fully, but the rune pulsing there warned me as well.

To use the cube in battle, I would always have to pay a cost. To bind it permanently into the domain meant carving a rule into the tablet, a rule that would drain part of my energy pool and essence pool every time the cube opened.

The system explained it cleanly in text. I opened my eyes and lifted the cube into my palm.

The clock on its front ticked once, then slowed until it matched the beat of my heart.

I looked up at the domain around me, the towering tablet, the glowing volcano mirages, the faint outline of the dead Star, and the slow turn of the Abyss Core. Everything felt connected now.

Everything felt complete.

And this construct would be the final piece.

A single rune burned bright on its surface, steady and sharp.

I took a slow breath and lifted the cube from my palm.

It ticked once, as if acknowledging the command. Then it rose on its own, floating upward in front of the tablet.

I willed it to merge.

The cube reacted at once.

The panels unfolded silently, breaking apart into thin sheets of violet light. Those sheets dissolved further into small glowing fragments, all drifting upward like dust caught in sunlight.

Each fragment moved toward the burning link rune on the tablet.

One by one, they sank into the stone and vanished.

When the final fragment touched the surface, the rune pulsed. A soft glow spread across the tablet, then settled back into stillness.

The cube was gone. Stored inside the tablet. Ready to unfold the moment I summoned it.

The domain around me dimmed, the violet clouds calming as the last spark of light faded. The construct was bound. The rule was sealed. And the domain had accepted everything I had built.