God Crafter

He spent the remaining days testing the Edict that came from his domain he spent time learning the intricacies of how his domain worked apart from the limitations which were that he could not create matter or from nothing

he could practically do anything else he could reverse gravity he could kill with just a thought even reality was a suggestion he could make reality whatever he wished he was practically

a God nothing could harm him or touch him if he does not want it. He realised that he had just been using the the surface ability

and had been neglecting what he actually had if he could go back to the time he got this ability he'd slap his past self black and blue for wasting time on this power though it had limitations like it would not work on someone significantly stronger than him but works on someone a full realm above him then when he fused the devouring flames into the domain it became a

nightmare for anything caught within the range as the purple flame was like a hungry beast it devoured anything in its path both living and non living though he could control what it could devour but it was like trying to rein in a wild horse if you're not firm enough you'd be

in for a rough ride the moment he infused the purple flame with his domain it changed the whole structure if someone where to see and describe how it looked they would not be able to speak because

they would see a reality that looked like it came from the depths of hell everywhere they looked would be filled with all consuming flames even Kai was shocked by the

transformation of how his domain looked he was very satisfied by how absurd his domain had become.

And by the morning he left, he understood his own powers in a ways that felt less like a toolbox and more like a something that was an extension of himself.

He was excited to find out how effective this power would be, he would find out properly for the first time in front of millions of witnesses instead of an empty rooftop.

He told his mother he was leaving the morning the System's countdown read two days remaining, not five, because he'd burned three of them on tests he refused to skip even with the clock running. She didn't ask for an exact return date this time. She'd stopped expecting one the day she'd told him to finish it.

Mei hugged him at the door longer than usual.

"Come back safely big brother," she said.

"I'll will" he said, he patted her head which was the only honest promise available, and apparently close enough, because she nodded and let him go.

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He didn't walk to the coast. There was no version of walking that made sense with two days on a clock and a continent's width of distance between Neo-Eden and the trajectory the System had marked.

He used the shadow network instead, the way he'd used it for every dungeon break over the past three weeks, except this time he didn't stop at the nearest convenient shadow. He let Sovereign's Void Step chain itself across distances that should have required the Domain's full range to even register as a single jump, and found that his expanded stats made the chaining itself cheaper than it had any right to be — shadow to shadow, city to city, the platforms of Neo-Eden falling behind him in a sequence of brief darknesses that each lasted less time than a held breath.

He crossed more ground in four hours than the fastest courier network on the continent covered in a week.

He felt the coastline before he saw it.

Not through Soul Umbral Sense exactly — that range was still bounded by his Domain's reach, and he was still kilometers out when the feeling arrived. It came through something older and less precise. A wrongness in the ambient Mana that had nothing to do with reading anyone's intent and everything to do with the simple physical fact of an unfathomable quantity of living things moving in the same direction at the same time, displacing water and air and pressure across a scale large enough that even his current senses registered it as weather rather than information.

He stepped out of the final shadow onto a low cliff overlooking the coastal city the System's trajectory had named, and stopped.

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The city was called Vasthold, according to a weathered sign at the cliff's edge — a fishing and trade port large enough to have its own checkpoint, its own minor guild presence, its own ordinary evening rhythm of nets coming in and markets closing for the night, none of which mattered anymore against what was visible on the horizon.

The ocean wasn't blue anymore.

It was moving the way a single organism moved — not waves, not current, a vast dark mass extending from the visible horizon all the way to the shoreline, the water itself displaced and pressed forward by however many million bodies were beneath its surface, the whole sea swelling unnaturally as it advanced.

He extended Soul Umbral Sense as far as it would reach and immediately understood why the System had stopped trying to count past eight million.

It wasn't a number anymore at the resolution he could perceive. It was a *texture* — Mana signatures stacked so densely against each other that individual readings blurred into a single continuous field, the way a swarm of insects stopped registering as individual insects past a certain density and simply became *swarm.*

Vasthold's checkpoint guards and harbor militia were already visible along the seawall, a thin scattered line of figures that his Sense read as terrified and trying very hard not to show it. He counted perhaps two hundred armed people preparing to meet something that, at the resolution he was reading it, did not have a number that made two hundred people relevant in any way.

Evacuation routes were active behind the city — he could feel the press of civilians moving inland, they ran like a gazelle that spotted a predator well the predator was indeed coming for them some ran inland some ran towards the mountains and cliffs some where too scared and just stayed indoors waiting for their deaths they could feel the pressure of the multitude of beasts closing in on them.

He thought about the secondary signature the System had flagged. *Stationary. Not yet rising.*

He extended further, past the visible mass, trying to find it — and found nothing, the depths beneath the swarm too far below even his current range to register as anything but absence. Whatever it was, it was still down there. Still watching,

*Good,* at least its not moving for now he thought. *That's a problem for later. This is the problem for now.*

He looked at the line of harbor militia. At the evacuation routes still emptying so fast it was a bit comical. The dark mass on the horizon, was close enough now that he could feel individual disturbances rippling through it as the front edge of the swarm began to outpace the rest.

He had perhaps twenty minutes before the first wave made landfall.

He stepped off the cliff, Void Step carrying him down to the seawall in a single motion that put him directly behind the militia line before any of them registered his arrival, and dropped the Eternal Fade.

A woman in harbor guild colors turned, weapon already half-raised, and stopped when she actually saw him — the particular stillness of someone whose threat assessment had just failed to produce a category.

"Hey kid what are you doing here? " She said looking at his strange calm.

"Evacuate everyone who isn't already fighting," he said. Not answering the question at all "Get the militia back from the wall. Now."

Her expression turned to ice who's this brat she was a commander who was prepared to sacrifice her life for this city also she was the highest authority in this city even though she had sent urgent request for help explaining the dire situation the coast was in she did not believe that they would send a kid to come and die

" Kid turn back now and you might still be able to escape"

Kai looked at her he could feel the aura of a high B ranker from her he concluded that she should be one of the commanders of this city. He pointed towards the sea

"I'm about to do something you don't want to be standing next to," he said but if you still want to stay thats up to you.

She looked at his eyes — dark, depthless, the particular quality that had stopped registering as merely human weeks ago — and made the decision even though she knew it was pointless as she knew she could not handle this amount of beasts she would rather die than run like a coward though she didn't know this snot nosed brat from anywhere but she would take all the help she could get besides someone who saw this beast tides and had the presence of mind to not run gained her respect

she shouted, the order rippling down the seawall faster than any explanation could have traveled she pointed her sword forward "SOLDIERS CHARGE!" Her shout received a massive roar as the soldiers though scared charged with the fury of a dragon because even though they knew they would die they'd rather take some of those damned creatures with them and buy even if it's a little bit of time for the civilians to escape

He watched the soldiers run towards their deaths with the will to take down their foes even if it kills them his respect for them was through the roof.

The first wave was close enough now that he could see individual shapes within the mass — sleek, fast-moving things breaking ahead of the main body, the vanguard of whatever the System had clocked at eight million and rising.

He extended the Sovereign's Shadow Domain to its full three hundred meters, the seawall and a stretch of open water both falling inside its reach, every shadow the failing evening light could produce suddenly his.

He called the Devouring Flame.

He felt it answer immediately, it roared alive and changed the structure of his domain again making it look like he had been transported into hell it felt ready in a way it hadn't been the first time, three days of practice settled into instinct now instead of improvisation.

Every shadow within three hundred meters lighting with purple fire in the same instant, the whole sphere of his claimed darkness becoming a single continuous weapon.

He looked at the beasts breaking toward the shore.

He smiled time to feel the wrath of a God

**To Be Continued…**