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He wasn't born like others.
No one remembers his name, and no one knows when or where he came from.
they call him "Unknown", not because he hides his identity, but because no one was able to give him one.

He was different.
His body... as if it was made for battle.
His mind... like a machine for creating and understanding techniques.
But what truly made him unique wasn't the body or the mind,
but that call.

A silent call, not coming from the outside, but rising from within, whispering over and over:
"Become stronger... never stop."

Unknown didn't know why, but he didn’t hate that voice—he loved it.
As if he was born for this... born to become stronger.
He refused to be weak.
He refused to stop evolving, despite the chains of his reality.
He didn’t give up.

He began to wonder:
Why is a weapon stronger than a human?
Then the question became: Why is cosmic power stronger than a human?
Then...

Follow Unknown as he walks a path no one has walked before.
A path... that will redefine what power truly means.

The Unknown Path: A Call Beyond Reality

Chapter Twenty – A Cosmic Conspiracy

When Ibrahim heard the question from that strange man who suddenly appeared in the middle of his house, he nodded and stammered:

– "Y-yes, I am responsible for Unknown…"

– "Who are you? How did you enter my house?"

Seeing Ibrahim's nervousness and fear, the Sect Master couldn't help but laugh and said calmly:

– "Don't be afraid, I am not here to harm you or Unknown. In fact, you could consider us family, because of your connection to Unknown."

Ibrahim raised an eyebrow and relaxed a little. He asked curiously:

Then his eyes lit up, and he said with excitement mixed with some disappointment:

– "Are you… Unknown's biological family?"

At that, the look of surprise was clear on the Sect Master's face, as well as on the young man standing beside him.

The Sect Master said with astonishment:

Ibrahim froze and replied in disbelief:

The signs of surprise became even more evident on the guests' faces.

The young man thought for a moment, then sent a mental message to the Sect Master:

The Sect Master responded by mental message:

– "No, don't tell him. Don't forget who we are… In the future, when you reach a certain level, you will understand how strange we are. It's not strange for such illogical things to happen. Remember… don't interfere in what doesn't concern you, especially inside our sect."

Then the Sect Master turned to Ibrahim and said:

– "When I said 'family,' I didn't mean we are of the same blood or biological relatives… I meant we are from the same sect, from the same region… walking a similar path, and because of what we will face together, bonds form between us similar to family ties… true brotherhood bonds."

He then added, looking at Ibrahim with sharp eyes:

– "In the future, if Unknown tells you, you will understand everything."

– "I have a message for you: Unknown is fine and will wake up after two days. What happened to him was a reaction to the injury… and death in a dream. Don't worry… Although he shows signs of death, he will not die."

– "Tell him when he wakes up… that he must focus on balance. And there is a very important message for you: if you see Adam or Unknown in a strange state… never intervene."

Then he extended his hand and took out a small book, handing it to Ibrahim:

– "Give this to Unknown, and I will give a similar copy to Adam. Tell them to open the book together, but not now… only at the moment one of them discovers his own path. I will inform Adam of this."

After saying this… the Sect Master and the young man suddenly disappeared as if they were never there.

Ibrahim remained standing in place, trying to comprehend what had just happened… but all he could understand echoed as a whisper throughout the room:

Suddenly, he remembered the man's words: "Signs of death…"

His eyes widened, and he rushed toward Unknown.

Unknown lay there motionless, not breathing. His body had started to stiffen, and his face was pale as if dead.

Ibrahim collapsed to the ground, grabbed Unknown's shoulders, and screamed:

– "Unknown!! Wake up! Wake up!!"

Moments passed, then minutes… and Ibrahim was still staring at him.

He took a deep breath, tried to calm himself… then said in a broken voice, with an empty laugh:

– "Okay… I will trust this message. I will trust this message because there is nothing else I can do."