Doubt started to bother him to concentrate and Pate drowned himself, trying to wake some sense out of him.

Lifting his head and gasped for air, he smiled and murmurs "This is not the time for doubting, I need to fasten this, or opportunity wouldn't present itself."

Closing his eyes, he spread his perception and feel the waves and little current of water, one of the formless elements in the world.

Little details of the water in the pond were transmitted as data and poured into his mind while the system filtered it out and arranged it into systematic rules that fill into the gauge bar.

What is water?

How is water formed?

Where did the water come from?

Many questions filled up in his mind as he tried to question himself, hoping that his urgent questions would fasten the accumulation of laws of the water.

Water would be the foundation of his power, this is the plan that was presented in front of him.

Only the rules of water could help him as he found out that the bubble didn't hinder them from going out but it was the current of a 20,000 deep sea.

He needs a massive amount of water to let himself get out of this place or he would stay here until his deathbed.

As he was focusing on the accumulation of rules of water he didn't notice that his power of perception was stretched to the eggs lying at the bottom of the pond and a surprising 'Ba-dump!~'

Pate immediately opened his eyes as he was stunned to find that the awaited rules that he needed were initiated and even leaped to a considerable amount.

Rules of Spirit Will: 25 percent

And he was even more delighted when he found that the rules of the water jumped to 3.5 percent.

"How could this be?" in the back of Pate, a dim light surged in the black cat tattoo and outside of the pond where PB was napping quietly was awoken when he felt that the connection between him and the brat became much more inseparable.

PB penetrated the boulder just to get to the pond as fast as possible and he saw Pate who was buck naked dancing in joy "Ohh, yeah boy! That's the man ahahahaha!"

"What the heck are you doing brat!?" PB was helpless as Pate held him high "Hahahaha! I become much stronger haahahaha!"

"Y-you put me down, right now!" PB then realized how this brat could touch him to the point of grabbing him to hold him up high "Y-you! h-how can you hold me!"

"Let me show you this hehehe" Pate let go of PB and back a bit of distance while closing his eyes then he controlled his power of perception to stretch and envelope PB.

PB felt the unassuming aura that enveloped him whenever the brat would use his lineage power he would feel this kind of impression but still he couldn't find the changes that would make the brat jump in joy.

"So?" he asked not to try to make himself sound sarcastic.

"This is the power of perception and I thought that my senses were super powerful but now, I think not. It was my soul and will, watch carefully PB!" Pate opens his eyes and powerful intimidating pressure oozes out of him.

Even PB found it hard to move and when he planned to praise the brat in front of him, he was stunned to find himself in the grasp of a giant formless hand and when he looked at it he found that it was connected to Pate.

"This is the true appearance of the lineage bloodline of Trivias, the Divine Will!" Pate said while he proudly smiles because of his achievements.

"Can you at least let me go, bastard!" said PB who didn't like to be beheld by someone.

"Ow sorry hahahaha, I was carried out of my emotion." Pate scratches the back of his head and laughs at his embarrassment.

"Now I know how formidable the Trivias family is after seeing that but still it's not enough kiddo!" PB doesn't want to see where the brat in front of him to be complacent because of a little improvement.

"Yeah, I know that's why I need to tighten my training even more but before that, I want to show you something." Pate said as he lifted his right hand and showed the back of it to PB.

There is a teardrop-shaped tattoo on it with a bluish dimmed color "I successfully created another runes power but it is still too weak but I can do this kind of thing!" Pate used his second created runes and willed it as a dimmed flash out of it and a small globe of water formed in his hand.

The water just floated in the hand of Pate and didn't do anything but PB can't help but be amazed how this kid could find a path that he can walk on to.

'Is this the path he chose? I want to see him go much further in his path but-' PB looked at Pate who was in a cheerful mood.

One week passed by and the baby fishwheel successfully hatched out of their eggshells, PB couldn't hide his emotions as he jumped in joy and even cried out ethereal tears in happiness that made Pate laugh out loud.

Pate and PB don't know how to gauge the time here as there is no sun and moon that would indicate the beginning and the end of the day.

They just gauge out of their instinct and they determine the exact one month passed by because of the hatching of the fishwheels.

Even Pate, just let it be as he really doesn't know where he will base the time here when they are in the bottom of the sea where darkness envelops them.

He just let his sleeping routine be the end of the day and when he wakes up that is the beginning of the day and he will engrave a line on the side of the boulder indicating that one day has passed by.

An unknown time passed by but in the man-made room that makes out of boulders piled up together, the interior was full of engraved lines that who would see this will think that it was designed for wallpaper.

PB who in the pond chamber could only be mesmerized by the uncountable lines engraved in the boulder-like wall "So much dedication to be able to engrave a line after waking up, Pate shows to me that step by step it would show a result that will be deemed impressive!"

Even Pate himself didn't know how long they are trapped in there as he didn't have the time to count all of the lines he engraved but he still engraved one line after waking up, Pate thinks it kinda becomes a habit of his.

But one nightmarish thing made him fully desperate, he didn't grow in height - even one centimeter would be a gratifying thing for Pate but lady fate didn't let him.

Pate sigh as he walked towards their hideout as the looming shadow was covering him, it's a dead giant crab that was imprisoned in a globe of water hovering atop of Pate.

After reaching their hideout, PB comes out and sees Pate who didn't change a bit, but two certain things were changed.

First, his shorts were made out of leaves, and secondly, the two noticeable deep blue tattoos that were inscribed on both of his arms.

It was elegant tattoos in comparison to the sin seeds in his chest and the black cat green forest tattoo on his back.

Pate look saddened at the exterior of their hideout in which he engraved uncountable lines 'Is it eight years or ten years, I don't know anymore!?'

"Another Monster Crab, can you at least consider the Dryland Turtle. It is much more appetizing than this Monster Crab!" PB yells at Pate who just looks ahead ignoring this glutton.

Pate's heart blaze with unfathomable will as he wants to try to come out again to this hellish place, the monster food here is starting to decrease as they eat them without care, and now they are going to die here because of hunger not because of old age!

'And I really want to taste different foods, trying to eat these monsters for years makes me want to vomit them out.'