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"Think of it like this," Jason began, his voice a low rumble that cut through the training ground's silence. He stood before Raven, Livewire, and a fidgeting Harley. "When you go into meditation, what do you usually focus on?"
Raven, her posture serene, answered softly, "I usually think about home. I retreat to a peaceful place in my mind."
Jason nodded, a flicker of approval in his eyes. "And that's half of what a domain is. It's your inner world—your mind, your soul, whatever you want to call it. But instead of letting it simmer unseen, you impose it upon reality itself."
He let the weight of the statement hang in the air before continuing. "Understand this: you don't start by building a cathedral. You start with a single, sturdy wall. That's a Simple Domain. It's a barrier. If a Domain is imposing your 'self' upon the world, then a Simple Domain is merely suggesting your presence. It takes less effort, less focus, and it protects you from the sure-hit effects of a true Domain."
"A lecture? Seriously?" Livewire quipped, a spark of electricity dancing on her shoulder. "Can't we just skip to the cool, explody part?"
Jason's gaze was unamused. "I can't demonstrate the defense, as none of you can yet create a domain to test it against. However…" His eyes scanned the trio before landing on the most enthusiastic. "I can demonstrate the offense. Harley. You're up."
"Yay! I'm the test dummy!" Harley chirped, bouncing forward without a hint of fear.
"I'm not sure you're supposed to be happy about that," Livewire deadpanned.
Ignoring them, Jason stepped back, his hands coming together in a series of intricate, deliberate signs. The air grew heavy, charged with palpable energy. He spoke two words, calm and absolute.
"Domain Expansion: Malevolent Shrine."
The world warped. In an instant, the training ground vanished, replaced by an endless, placid body of water upon which they stood. Behind Jason, a beautiful, ominous Shinto shrine stood bathed in a bloody crimson light. The sheer pressure of the domain was suffocating, a tangible weight of fear and power.
Harley found herself isolated, a tiny figure stranded far across the water. The playful grin on her face faltered, replaced by a primal shiver of terror.
From the relative safety of the shrine's steps, Livewire managed a shaky, mocking tone. "Is all that flashy naming and the hand-jutsu really necessary?"
To her shock, Jason's voice answered, calm and omnipresent. "Yes. The hand signs and the name are anchors for the mind. They are the ultimate focus. Failure in this technique means absolute death. It is the pinnacle. You need absolute focus, understanding, and power to wield it. Fail, and you create a hollow domain—a black void that will consume your mind and snuff your life in an instant."
Livewire fell silent, the last of her sarcasm extinguished by the chilling explanation.
"WELL! Let's see it! The Domain power!" Harley's shout echoed across the water, a brave front against the overwhelming atmosphere.
A single, sharp snap echoed, though Jason's fingers hadn't moved.
In that instant, Harley's top was cleanly sliced to ribbons, falling away to leave her completely topless. Raven and Livewire stared, stunned.
Harley looked down at her bare breasts, a blush creeping up her neck, but her trademark grin quickly returned. "Mr. J! Making a girl blush! I said you could take me anywhere, anytime, but mind the observers!" She winked at the other girls. "Though I don't mind if they watch!"
Jason sighed, the sound echoing through the domain. He turned to Raven and Livewire. "As you can see, I managed to cut her clothes from here without moving."
Raven, ever the analytical one, frowned. "I understand that, but isn't that the same as what you can do outside?"
"Yes and no," Jason replied. "In here, there is no dodging. A Domain Expansion has a 'sure-hit' effect. It will strike its target. A Simple Domain can ignore that… for a time. But it will eventually crumble under the sheer dominance of a true Domain. And that's not its only function. While it constantly bleeds your Cursed Energy, inside… it is as if you have unlimited power."
Seeing Raven's lingering confusion, he elaborated. "Imagine your mana is a tank of 100 units. Maintaining the domain costs 1 unit per minute. But inside, all your other spells cost zero. Unlimited power, for a limited time. It can also expand and strengthen your innate abilities."
With a thought, the domain collapsed, the eerie water and shrine vanishing to return them to the training ground. Harley was suddenly standing right beside them again, still topless and now shivering slightly.
"Now," Jason's voice was stern. "Let me warn and advise you. Seeing my domain does not mean yours will be the same. Each is unique. Mine is a domain of pure combat, but there are conceptual domains where the 'rule' isn't physical destruction, but a law, a condition, or a logic."
"Without naming names, I've known domains that force a target to gamble their soul, another that requires them to defend themselves in a court of law, one with a single coffin that seals you away, another of endless lava. Your domain is a reflection of your personality, imagination, and the depth of your Cursed Energy and focus."
The girls looked intrigued, each one's eyes glazing over as internal visions of their own potential domains began to take shape.
Raven met his gaze, her voice barely a whisper. "When you are about to impose something on the world… what do you think? What do you impose, Jason?"
A slow, confident smile spread across Jason's face. "Ah. An excellent question, Raven. For me…" he said, his tone dropping to a regal, resonant timbre, "I simply ask the universe to remember who its king is."
Livewire and Raven nodded, the profound statement settling over them. They closed their eyes and sank into deep meditation, seeking their own truths.
Harley, however, just stood there, grinning and making no move to cover herself.
Jason's patience finally snapped. He moved with blurring speed, his open palm coming up in a sharp, stinging slap that connected squarely with her exposed chest. The impact was loud in the quiet room, causing her pale flesh to jiggle and her nipples to instantly harden into tight peaks from the sudden, shocking sensation.
"Hide your fucking tiny tits and join them, you dumbass," he growled, his voice laced with exasperated fondness.
Harley let out a theatrical, joyful cry. "Aw, Mr. Jason! slapping my tits like that....You're making me horny" But she knew her limits and was already moving, a genuine, pleased smile on her face as she quickly found a spot beside the others, closed her eyes, and began to meditate, the tingling sensation on her skin seemingly helping her focus.
Jason observed the three of them, his senses reading the vast oceans of Cursed Energy each was attempting to harness. But one still shocked him. Raven's energy wasn't a river or a sea; it was a colossal lake, vast and deep, being violently compressed into a single, unimaginably dense tank, waiting for the slightest crack to explode outwards.
'To think she accidentally absorbed and condensed all the latent Cursed Energy of the people of Azarath…' he thought, a rare flicker of awe in his mind. 'Her reserves… they truly rival even mine.'
With a final, contemplative glance, he left them to their training.
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