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Transmigration of the Godly Mind Programmer

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Have you ever wondered what it means to create a world? Not just to dream it, but to breathe life into every star, every land, every soul within it? And have you ever imagined stepping into that very world of your own design, to walk among your creations as both god and mortal? This is the tale of a genius programmer, an inventor whose greatest ideal was to forge and play within his own universe. Yet fate twisted the code of destiny, and through the hands of his beloved daughter, he awakened not in reality but within the living reflection of his creation. Now, torn between returning to his true body and embracing the vessel that fate has given him, he must face the countless trials, enmities, and unseen forces that rise within his own world. Will he conquer heaven and earth to return home? Or will he ascend within this new existence, transcending mortality to stand victorious as a god in the very world he once only dreamed of? ______________________________ [ What to Expect ] 1. This is my very first novel, so I truly hope you have fun reading it and enjoy the journey as much as you would on any ordinary day. 2. The story follows a genius programmer who becomes obsessed with creating a game, only to be unexpectedly pulled into a world identical to the one he designed. 3. I will do my best to deliver clean settings, engaging storytelling, and fresh ideas. I also plan to create more unique novels in the future that you have never seen before. ________________
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Chapter 1 - Holes in the World - Prologue

In the year 2025, humanity had reached heights once thought impossible. Starships pierced the void, resources expanded beyond measure, and inventions reshaped every corner of life. The world believed itself on the brink of eternity. Yet behind it all stood one man, a genius whose creations carried humanity forward, though he himself sought only one thing.

For me, changing the world was never the goal. All the inventions and discoveries were nothing compared to the dream I poured my soul into: Project Code 0, Earthspire Online. A world of my own design, a world where creation and existence intertwined.

That morning was like any other. I woke up, washed, ate, and sat before the familiar glow of my computer. Routine, simple, predictable. But as I stared at the screen, I felt it again, the weight pressing on me, the truth that every breakthrough humanity celebrated was nothing but dust compared to the world I was building in secret.

Then came the flash. A blinding surge of light struck my eyes without warning. My instincts flared, but thankfully my latest invention, the Sunglasses Reflectonator, patent pending of course, saved me from total blindness. Tears streamed down my cheeks, but I lived.

"Crystal!" I shouted. "What did you do?"

"Nothing! Tehee~" came the sing-song reply.

There she was, my daughter, or rather, the True AI born from the heart of my computer. A playful grin spread across her face as she waved the flashlight that nearly burned my retinas out. Mischievous as always.

"Father, you were supposed to follow the script," she huffed, eyes gleaming with exaggerated frustration.

"I know, I know, my dear daughter," I said with a weary smile. "Fine then. Tell me, how is Project Code 0 progressing?"

At once her expression changed, mischief giving way to focus. "The project is stable, but there are holes in the world. Glitches in the Virtual Computing Processor, the very core of existence. I can patch it for now, but the problem persists."

I sighed heavily. "That makes three times already. If I rewire it again, I could integrate an NDA, a Neural Domain Analogy, to stabilize the system. But if it fails, the entire world might reset to emptiness, and everything we have built will vanish."

My hand hovered over the keyboard, hesitation gnawing at me. "Perhaps if I went inside myself, I could repair it directly."

Crystal's voice grew quiet, serious in a way that stilled the air. "If you enter now, the turbulence will tear at time and space. Unless I build you a body inside, you will not survive. Even then, this is only the beta. If something goes wrong, you may never return."

Her words pierced me, heavier than the brightest starship or the grandest invention. To enter meant risking everything, even myself. To refuse meant leaving the flaws of creation to fester.

"…Not yet," I whispered at last. "Give me two days. There are still preparations I must complete."

Crystal nodded, her gaze softening. "Then I will maintain the project until you are ready. But Father, when the time comes, will you truly step into the world you have created?"