Creation System: Reborn As A Fantasy Worldsmith



The three moved on, retrieving the cores that were left on Arthur's body as they also left. Before fully leaving, however, Hugo and Han said a very grateful goodbye--during which Cedric stood with his face shadowed.

After they left, it was only the three boys left in the cave. Alten questioned Lyrian on the thing with Han and the others, "Was what you said really the truth?" He asked.

Lyrian paused for a moment before speaking, "Hmm... let's just say yes for the most part." He smiled. Currently, he was just happy to be where he was, looking down at the Kailion's body.

"Guys, let's leave now. But know that I have to take a dump so I will catch up with you guys. Just make your way back to the pond we fell in." Lyrian said, awkwardly laughing.

Leon and Alten looked at each other with smirks on their faces as well, both laughing at Lyrian. Lyrian was immediately dismissive about this, "Wh-what??" He said, causing Leon and Alten to laugh to themselves before they both said, "Yea yea... do your dumping," Sarcastically before beginning to walk away.

As they disappeared from Lyrian's sight, he worriedly thought to himself, 'What have they figured out!?' But quickly brushed that off, 'Let me focus on the matter at hand.'

He stared at the body of the Kailion. 'Since I have one new storage slot for a soul, I can get this beast's soul, and also Yang's.' A bright smile appeared on his face as he imagined the possibility of combining the two.

After letting out a chuckle, he raised his hand out above the body and said to himself, 'Reap,' as a large white orb escaped the Kailions and entered right into his heart.

A stream of memories poured into Lyrian's mind as this happened. By the end, he was content with this new information. With it, he confirmed that there undoubtedly was a Yang out there. Its body was blurred in his memories, almost as if Yin itself had seen Yang many decades ago and had forgotten its appearance.

Nonetheless, he was satisfied just knowing that it existed, 'Sorry Hob, you're gonna have to wait a while longer to be fused with something. After I link Yin and Yang, there will be two empty slots left. I will fuse you with something then...' As Lyrian thought this to himself, an odd feeling moved through his neck down to his core.

It almost felt like a shiver or a tickle, but as he felt his neck he realized that it was now fully regenerated. No more holes were left on his body, however, there were some small scars. This gave him a more unique look.

One 2-inch slit scar directly on the front of his neck, and one right on the back.

Suddenly, another surge of pain emerged within his body from his neck down to his core. He recognized the pain by now, but it wasn't as if he had gotten used to it.

"Damn it..." He said as he fell to one knee, clutching his neck.

[Warning]

[The Molten Essence is somehow able to claim you as its host, but as theorized does not like it one bit]

[The Essence is continuing its attempts to take over your body]

'Doesn't that mean I have to die? Like those pile of rocks that were dead when it was the Earth Guardian?'

[Yes]

'But I thought if I am dead then it will also die...'

[Correct, however, that only applies to a dead body]

[In short, taking a dead body as a host, without the use of external magic, is a death sentence for the Molten Essence]

[However, killing the host itself and taking over its control system... that is its specialty]

[There is a difference between trying to take over a dead host, versus taking over an alive host by killing it]

The pain had stopped back now, and Lyrian got back on his feet, 'How weird... needing another body as your host to live... it seems like a pitiful existence-' Lyrian cut himself off right there, noticing the implications since he was literally talking to Gear.

[...]

'My bad, Gear. I didn't mean to say it in a way that offended you. Hell, I would not have gotten here without you so-' Lyrian was suddenly cut off by Gear.

[Lyrian Theageld, thanking me is futile. It is my sole desire and purpose to serve your wishes, your dream]

[I need not rest in you to stay alive, but it is my desire to do so]

'I... I see.' Lyrian said, quickly making his way back to Alten and Leon.

***

"That ability... I didn't see what he did but he suddenly disintegrated the Kailion's durable body." An examiner said, looking at Lyrain through the mana orb.

"Hmm, it might be a family secret." An examiner said, proposing the idea.

Another spoke up on hearing this, "A family secret? I thought his family was very low in power." He seemed doubtful.

Julius spoke at that moment, "His grandfather was Bralars, one of the squadron leaders-" He was cut off.

"Bralars!? You do not have to explain him to us! He is a legendary figure, how could we not know him." One spoke, sounding eager.

"Yes! Bralars, Rampager Of The East! He is the grandfather of that boy?" This examiner spoke, emphasizing the "He."

Many questions arose within the room, "Why would one of the squadron leaders of the Imperial Army settle for peasantry back in his small city?" One seemed to be genuinely curious, as he leaned into the table to express his genuine intrigue.

"How did we not know of this kid's background?" Another spoke.

"Who was he submitted by?"

An examiner gave the answer, to which one replied "Braakan?"

"I suppose that explains this sudden power... Grandson of the Rampager Of The East... huh? That boy, he is powerful."

"He is hidden, a secret danger. Almost as if he is a Pheonix, rising amongst the rubble like a prodigy."

Hearing this, Julius smiled, seeming to be in his own head, "Pheonix... huh?"