Heavenly Simulation: Tales of Demons and Gods

Chapter no.6 Talentless; so what?

In Glory City, one's standing, one's position, authority, word, reputation and honour lied with something out of their control.

A potential they are born with.

This potential is known as Soul Realm.

The sole indicative measure of talent in Glory city.

There were seven classes of soul realms:

Red: At the lowest end of the spectrum, red symbolized weakness. Those with this realm were often looked down upon and considered common. It was an unfortunate mark, often leading to a life of mediocrity in the cultivation world.

Orange: One step above red, the orange realm represented average talent.

It was a common realm among cultivators, neither particularly weak nor exceptionally strong.

Yellow: Another step up the ladder, the yellow realm also denoted average ability, albeit slightly better than orange. Those with a yellow soul realm had the potential to be decent cultivators with enough effort.

Green: Here began the realms of geniuses. A green soul realm was rare, with individuals possessing this realm naturally having an easier time cultivating and were considered prodigious.

Cyan: Just above green, the cyan realm was also in the genius category. Those with a cyan soul realm were often regarded with envy, their talent undeniable and their potential vast.

Azure: The azure realm was the stuff of legends.

Individuals with this realm were few and far between, their very existence often turning them into important figures through history.

Indigo: The pinnacle of soul realms, indigo was the stuff of myths.

Those with an indigo realm were destined for greatness, their paths often intertwined with the heavens themselves.

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[First Timeline]

Nie Ming and Nie Li, were riding together in their wagon, feeling the breeze brush against their faces.

Today was a significant day, the day Nie Li would discover his soul realm.

Leading up to the ceremony, Nie Li had let his mind wander, imagining what his realm might be.

"Maybe I'll be Azure," he daydreamed with a chuckle, knowing deep down it was a long shot.

"Cyan? That would be amazing. Green? Definitely a possibility. Yellow? I'd be happy with that. Orange? Not great, but I could make it work."

But reality had other plans.

In a twist that felt like a cruel joke from the universe, Nie Li's soul realm was revealed to be Red.

The thought weighed on him like a label of being just average, a mark showing that he, a farmer's son, was meant for nothing special.

"Dad, I am sorry," Nie Li said, gazing at the setting sun, his voice tinged with regret.

Nie Ming's lips tightened before he spoke. "Nie Li," he started, his voice heavy with emotion, "do you know my biggest regret? It's letting you think that your value depended on some random measure of talent. Letting you feel lesser because of a color, a realm. For that, I'm deeply sorry."

"But isn't our family's honor linked to how strong and talented we are?" Nie Li questioned, the confusion clear in his eyes.

Nie Ming took a moment, looking for the right words.

"To the world, perhaps. But not to a father. Your worth, to me, to your mother, to us all, isn't about your soul realm. It's about the kindness in your heart, your character's strength, and your actions' integrity."