When I Became A Planet
When one gets a chance to reincarnate, they dream big.
A prince.
A supreme prodigy.
A son of immortals.
A being born already at the top, where others spend lifetimes crawling to reach.
But what did I become?
A planet.
At first, I resisted it. I tried to remember who I was, tried to cling to my human self… but time does not care about identity. It erodes everything.
Eventually, even the memory of being human faded.
And I accepted it.
I am a planet.
I move like a planet. I think like a planet. I exist like a planet drifting through the void, carving through the laws of the universe itself as I pass from one world to another.
But I am not passive.
Because if the universe gave me this body… I will use it.
Not to collect jade beauties.
I collect warriors.
From cultivation worlds. From magus worlds. From places where strength is worshipped and blood is currency.
And I don’t fight myself.
I don’t waste effort on battles I don’t need.
I make them fight for me.
I take the strongest beings from different worlds and force their paths to collide inside my domain. I broadcast their battles through the Dark Pulse—turning war into spectacle, conflict into resource, struggle into power.
Let them exhaust themselves.
Let them evolve.
Let them break.
And when they are done…
I take what is left.
Because I am not a warrior.
I am not a conqueror.
I am the place where wars happen.
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