"Mai, get the lab ready. We're going to perform surgery on reality."I walked toward the gate of the Saionji Villa. The violet fire of the [Reality Rendering] skill still coated my skin, burning through my lifespan with every second.[Estimated Time until Soul Failure: 6 Days, 22 Hours.](I have a week. A week to rewrite the fundamental laws of existence. No pressure.)The world around us was stable for now. The grass was green. The sky was blue. But at the horizon, I could see the edges fraying. The mountains looked like cardboard cutouts. The ocean was flat texture."Renji," Elara Musk ran up to me, holding a tablet that looked like it was made of scrap metal and glowing crystals. "I ran the simulations. The 'Ontological Ascension' you talked about... it's theoretically possible.""Theoretically?" I asked, stopping at the edge of the property."We need mass," Elara explained, her eyes manic behind her cracked glasses. "Not physical mass. Ontological mass. We need to become so dense