THE PATH TO SUPREMACY

Time seemed to stand still as Rui settled into the lotus position, his tiny hands resting gently on his knees. He closed his eyes, shutting out the world around him, and delved deep within himself. In the silence of the room, he sought to establish a connection with the swirling mana that enveloped him.

With each breath, Rui focused his energy, directing it towards the enigmatic substance. He could feel a tingle, a faint resonance between his being and the substance. It was a delicate dance of presence and response, as if the very essence of the substance recognized his presence and awaited his command.

In the stillness, Rui summoned his determination, drawing upon the reservoir of strength that lay within. His mind became a canvas, vivid with images of the substance responding to his will. He envisioned it swirling and twirling, a graceful dance of ethereal beauty.

Time seemed to lose its meaning as Rui patiently awaited a response. Seconds turned into minutes, and minutes into what felt like an eternity. But he persisted, undeterred by the passage of time, his focus unwavering.

"COME ON, MOVE!!!"

And then, it happened.

A gentle tremor coursed through Rui's body as he pushed his will like never before as the substance stirred. It shifted and shimmered, as if awakening from a deep slumber. The air in the room crackled with anticipation, a hushed anticipation of what was to come.

With a surge of exhilaration, Rui witnessed the substance responding to his call. It moved, its wisps of energy coiling and unfurling in mesmerizing patterns. It danced to an invisible rhythm, as if guided by an unseen hand.

A smile played upon Rui's lips, a mixture of awe and satisfaction. He marveled at the sight before him, the manifestation of his burgeoning powers. It was a humbling reminder of the immense potential that resided within him.

"I can not believe this is real, is this what magic feels like?, I hope I can do more with this..." Rui thought.

In that moment of quiet reflection, Rui felt a surge of energy pulsating through his body. It was as if the very essence of mana responded to his will. The floating substance around him trembled, its gentle movements turning into a swirling dance.

Eager to explore the extent of his newfound abilities, Rui extended his tiny hand, fingers outstretched, and focused his thoughts on shaping the mana. However, as he attempted to command the substance, he encountered unexpected resistance. It was as if an invisible force pushed back against his efforts.

Furrowing his brows in concentration, Rui strained to exert control over the mana. He tried again, willing it to respond to his desires. Yet, despite his determination, the substance remained stubbornly unyielding.

Frustration crept into Rui's heart, mingling with his excitement. He had seen glimpses of his potential, but now he was confronted with the reality of his limitations. He couldn't expect mastery over mana in an instant, especially with the constraints of his baby body.

Taking a deep breath, Rui reassessed his approach. He reminded himself that he was just beginning his journey, and it would require patience and practice to harness the power of mana. He understood that his efforts would be met with setbacks, but he refused to be discouraged.

With a renewed focus, Rui adjusted his expectations. Instead of trying to move the mana with force, he adopted a gentler approach. He envisioned a delicate dance, a harmonious interaction between his intention and the substance.

As Rui relaxed into this new mindset, he felt a subtle shift. The mana responded, albeit hesitantly, to his gentle prompting. It swayed and swirled in response to his thoughts, albeit with less precision than he had hoped for.

Rui couldn't help but feel a sense of accomplishment. Though his progress was slow and incremental, he knew that every small step forward was a victory in itself. He had learned a valuable lesson in humility and perseverance, understanding that the path to mastery was not meant to be easy.

But as he learnt a lesson, his consiousness is forceably cut off, as Rui sleeps peacefully again.