The Physique Mystery

Behind Avinash the light of three moons cast a long, shifting shadow.

From that shadow, a figure emerged. His face was half-covered by a veil of black cloth. He dropped to one knee, head bowed low in absolute deference.

"Master," he said, his voice rough and quiet. "Our spy network is awakening. Within ten years, it will be fully operational, ready to gather intelligence and carry out missions."

Avinash did not turn. His eyes remained fixed ahead, but his voice came sharp and clear.

"Make it five."

The figure lifted his head slightly. He did not question the order.

"The Heaven Chosen of this era are awakening" Avinash continued. I want information on each of them. Their names. Their background. Their Heavenly Physiques. Their paths. I want their secrets laid bare before they even know them themselves."

The cloaked servant bowed until his forehead touched the ground.

"It will be done, my lord."

And with that, he faded once more into the shadows like smoke caught in a breeze.

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Meanwhile, in Akhand Amal Lok, Shiromani Clan

Abhimanyu couldn't help but dwell on how much of an advantage people with Heavenly Physiques had, especially during the early and middle stages of Ascension Path. 

Compared to others, everything came easier to them: comprehension, breakthroughs, even absorbing spiritual energy. It was like the heavens favored them from birth.

He dove into the Shiromani Clan's ancient library, burying himself in volumes and scrolls, pouring over every scrap of knowledge the clan had ever collected on special physiques. Some of the records even included the insights and understandings left behind by Great Emperors themselves.

It was here that Abhimanyu uncovered the truth: there were not hundreds… but 8.4 million Heavenly Physiques. Each a distinct phenomenon of existence. Each imbued with strange and mysterious powers.

Some commanded the elements like fire, wind, ice, lightning. Others awakened monstrous transformations, soul projection, time dilation, regenerative immortality. Some were so obscure, so bizarre in nature, that they had never appeared in the known history of the world not even whispered in the dreams of ancient prophets or written in the forbidden books sealed under mountains.

Yet among them all, a few shone like immortal stars known only as the Top 1000.

Abhimanyu studied names that rang like myths: the Karmaless Body, the Heavenly Battle Physique, the Void Devouring Body, the Primordial Chaos Body, the Scripture Body of Ten Thousand Truths.

Each had its own nature, its own flaws. But Abhimanyu understood the truth woven beneath all of them.

It is not the physique that determines the outcome.

It is the wielder. 

It is the will. 

It is the creativity to defy the limits of what a physique "should" be.

He murmured to himself one night, "People are born into different genders. But some feel at odds with their birth identity and choose to change their gender or behavior.

He paused, his gaze drifting toward the glowing moons outside his window.

"But those born with Heavenly Physiques has no one ever changes that. They refine it, evolve it, perfect it… but never alter it. It's like they were born for it. A fate that cannot be rewritten."

Through countless hours of reading and analysis he eventually formed a hypothesis.

"If I break it down logically… I believe the quality and quantity of a person's soul power accounts for about sixty percent of a Heavenly Physique's formation. It makes sense. The soul is the root and the vessel of all being."

"Next is consciousness, which makes up maybe twenty-five percent. The level of self-awareness, understanding, and the ability to resonate with one's body affects how early and how strongly someone awakens their physique. Some geniuses begin manipulating their physique's power as early as the age of ten."

"Then there's bloodline. I'd estimate that makes up about ten percent. If bloodline were the deciding factor, then my clan should have produced Chaos Physiques or even Primordial Physiques in every generation. But we haven't. means bloodline is Important, but not absolute."

"And finally, the remaining five percent? That's the wild card. Environment. Timing. Luck. Unseen variables that no one can predict or control. Some Heavenly Physiques only appear once in an entire era."

In that moment, he came to understand how these elements combined to awaken the Janani.

That Janani was the common thread, the mysterious element that appeared again and again in every recorded case.

Most people with Heavenly Physiques are born with Janani embedded within both their body and soul.

To test his hypothesis, Abhimanyu began conducting experiments. He started with his father who possessed a Special Physique and then expanded his study to include the blood of others across the realm.

To acquire such rare samples, the Shiromani Clan was forced to activate a wide network of sleeping spies, planted across the three Loks and even within some ancient sects. Some blood was stolen; other vials were exchanged at great cost.

With his dedication, all the samples he had gathered, including source blood willingly offered by his father and a few loyal elders, each drop so precious that their recovery took years. All his efforts had led to this one moment.

his theory proved true. He knew without doubt that his own soul contained one of the Janani he had been searching for.

"If somehow I can connect that Janani to my body… I can also acquire a Special Physique."

In order to enjoy the benefits of those born with unique physiques, Abhimanyu believed the transition had to occur before he began his Ascension Path. As such, he did not have a lot of time to prepare.

But how could he turn this knowledge into practical action?

Could he simply connect the Janani to his body?

No. That would be dangerous.

"The power of the Janani is unknown," he thought. "If my mortal body can't endure it, I'll be blown to pieces."

Abhimanyu explored countless possibilities. he considered pills, formations, and a range of auxiliary methods. But at the heart of it all was a single technique. A method so profound that it had taken years of effort from both his father and grandfather to develop.

He named it the Janani Sutra.

This technique was inspired by the concept of evolution from his last life.