"What? Don't I have a chance to seduce my man like the other three? At least they are with you in flesh all the time, while I'm here in soul only when you decide to visit me."

He smiled. "Don't worry, dear, I won't forget about you ever. Plus, you are my teacher as well, so I will come here everyday for your lessons." He tried to console her, while winking his eyes.

"Bad boy, shut up then and listen to the words of your master."

"First master doesn't have a name?" James asked.

"Stefanie, you can call me that," she replied while finishing wearing the dress as she leaned on his chest as she added; "can you zip it please?"

"Gulp!"

James controlled his lust hardly as he zipped her dress. She then turned to face him with soft redness over her cheeks, a remnant of what just happened between them. "Now, sit on the ground and close your eyes. Do as I will tell you and be a good boy for once," she said in a playful tone that made his fire ignite further.

He didn't speak, retreated a couple of steps, cleared out all his desires, lust, and thoughts before sitting over the floor and closed his eyes.

"What I'm going to tell you is the hidden secret of this world, not known by most. Only a selected handful of people knew the truth, with most knowing only part of it, and the rare part only knowing all of it."

She started explaining by saying that, piquing his interest at once. "The world is based on balanced energies of light and darkness. However, both came from the same source, the godly source of energy, like inside the ores you ate to repair me and strengthen your energy.

Each hundred years, equal numbers of children will be born carrying the innate talent of light and darkness. However, your case is special, as you can see here, half of your soul room is white and the other half is darkness."

"Does this mean I'm hailing from both energies?" he asked.

"Don't speak, just listen and contemplate deeply at my words. leave all the questions for later. You aren't hailed from any of them, you are much unique that that, hailing from the mother energy; the godly energy.

However, your existence toppled the existing balance, and that made another equal of you to appear. It's doomed that you two will fight a life and death battle, not resting until one of you is dead. Anywhere you go, that equal will follow, like iron attracted to magnet.

So, your only option is to grow stronger. However this world lacks any prior knowledge on how to train the godly energy, so you have to lean towards one side, dark or light."

"I will lean towards both then," he stubbornly replied, and hated being told what to do with a girl, especially one he just devastated underneath him.

"I told you to focus and not speak!" she said while shaking her head, taking a deep breath before taking it out. "How can you combine two antagonizing energies under the same soul? Can't do that! no one has ever done that! just listen and I will tell you how to train yourself in dark and light energy, and you simply have to choose."

"…"

He didn't reply, but stubbornly he decided to follow his instincts, train in both! He didn't care about her opinion, especially when he recalled her words on him; being special and not like any other.

"To start training you need to have talent, amassed energy inside your body, and have any ranked artifact; and you have already completed the three conditions luckily.

To train at light energy, you need to imagine a picture of yourself, all made of light. Don't worry about the color, as your inner self will reflect the color suited for your talent. If you want to train in darkness, then imagine a dark image of you. Focus hard on the image you select and try to connect your soul to it."

"Just like that?"

"WHAT I JUST TOLD YOU ABOUT?!!! FOCUS!!!" her voice echoed in the whole room, and he just sneered and said nothing. At least he felt some satisfaction driving her anger to show up like this.

'I will imagine half light and half dark if I wanted to train in both then, like my soul room here, right?' he thought to himself, while deciding to choose a different path than what she said to him.

As she stopped talking, and he started to picture himself in black and white, things proved to be really challenging, harder than he expected.

Picturing himself in this manner wasn't hard, but trying to maintain that picture was hard. He didn't know why, but everytime he did so, he felt some strange pressure over this fragile image, shattering it!

What he didn't know was that each time he did so, the whole room shook with him, synchronizing with his trials. When Stefanie noticed that, she shook her head and said nothing. She knew he wouldn't listen to her words and advice, going by his own stubborn crazy unrealistic thought, and finally would fail.

She didn't speak to stop him. 'Let him fail and feel the bitterness himself,' she thought to herself, while sitting carefree, watching the show.

However, she underestimated his will!

Each failure ignited the desire for achieving the goal more in him. He gritted his teeth as if he was trying to push a mountain, trying to make it move!

Every time he made the picture, the same strange oppression rose suddenly, out of nowhere, and crashed his image.

'Again!' he shouted to himself, while reforming the image one time after another. This kept going on for quite a while before he started to notice some issues here.

"So this oppression force is coming from the soul room?" he muttered, as he sensed the direction this force was coming from. "Didn't she say I have total control on this room? Let's try making it stabilize then."

The next trial he did he tried to picture himself in black and white, while controlling the room. He had no experience in doing that, but when he just thought of controlling the light and darkness there, he felt some oppression, the same his image felt, and the next moment he felt severe pain inside his body.

However he didn't care, as the image he pictured still endured the small pressure escaping his lousy control. He didn't waste time, as he thought of touching this image with his soul. He felt a thin fragile wisp moving towards the image, coming from the infinite abyss in his mind.

The wisp was moving slowly, flickering like a candle light about to be extinguished. The next moments were very stressful on him, and he didn't know that two thin lines of blood oozed from the corners of his mouth while standing in front of Stefanie.

"This crazy fool! Is he trying to kill himself?!!" she noticed the changes occurring to the room, however she couldn't interfere. She felt how pressured he was, and didn't try to distract him by any single shout or curse she was keeping for him!

As for James, the mere moments that passed on him while watching his wisp moving in a shy way towards his picture were really stressful.

The moment his wisp entered the image, a grand change happened.

"Rumble!"

This rumble didn't occur only inside his mind, but his entire body coupled with the entire soul room rumbled violently the moment his wisp entered the image.

"What the hell have you done?!!" she muttered while her face turned ashen white. She was connected to the room, and this rumble also vibrated her massively, to the degree she was about to leave the room, or to be expelled to be exact.

However the next moment the rumble stopped, and the room instead of being this small and obscure, started to grow and show more details and space.

She glanced at James, to find his body was alternating with a dragon image, a moment appearing and the next not, one black dragon and one pure golden one.

The two images kept fluctuating like this for long minutes, before they suddenly started to merge, making her retreat a couple of steps backward with widened eyes and gaped mouth.

Inside James' mind things were happening like outside. His personal image started to be replaced one time with a small highly detailed image of a dark dragon, and then pure gold one, before finally returning to his image.

This kept happening on par with the outside, until the two images merged together, inside and outside, and the next moment he felt a sudden traction irresistible force, taking his soul entirely into the image.

And he opened his eyes!

The whole world looked strange in his eyes, as the room seemed huger than before, at least tripled in size. Stefanie was standing ten meters away from him, and her expression made him smile.