(Alex pov):
After waking up and finishing my daily routine, I headed to high school.
Contrary to what you might expect, today was just another ordinary day. But the best part was knowing that starting tomorrow, Golden Week would begin.
That meant I could finally focus on developing my world properly.
Raphael had already researched a more efficient way for me to use my Creator God powers—one that would let me accelerate the evolution of everything within my world smoothly aside from my time dilution powers.
Because with just my time dilation powers, it might take a long time for my world to develop. so I decided to take shortcuts in development of my world.
My plan was to shape it into a magical world, one where even elemental spirits could be born.
After dinner, I returned to my world. The continent I seeded yesterday was already brimming with life. Tiny sprouts had broken through the soil, many growing at an accelerated pace thanks to the mystical energy I'd infused. The air shimmered faintly, carrying a sweet fragrance of mana-rich pollen.
Animals had begun adapting as well. Herbivores grazed lazily on the lush grass, but some were already larger, their coats shimmering with faint iridescence. Birds sang with voices that carried resonant tones, as if their songs were fragments of woven magic.
The experiment was working.
Still, I didn't want it to spiral out of control. So, I created a system—a natural regulator—that balanced the flow of mystical energy throughout the continent.
All of this remained enclosed within the dome I had built yesterday.
But simply observing wasn't enough. No—I wanted to see how far evolution could advance if guided.
So, I devised a system within [Genesis World] that mirrored my own "status panel." Every living being in my world would now possess an invisible panel bound to its soul, recording its growth, skills, and potential mutations.
Not only would this allow me to analyze them—it would let me influence their growth directly.
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📜 [Genesis System] Prototype
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Authority: Creator (Alex Mercer)
Function:
– Monitors all beings within [Genesis World]
– Records evolution paths, traits, and mutations
– Allows Creator to adjust probabilities of growth
(Possibility extraction compatibility: 100%)
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Perfect.
With this, I could accelerate or slow evolution at will.
But I couldn't allow myself to become careless. Creation power was tempting, yet too much interference would shatter the natural flow. I wanted these beings to grow on their own—to become something unique, not mere puppets.
So I stepped back, letting the world breathe.
Then I turned inward. My own growth was just as important.
I opened my attribute panel once more. This time, faint glowing text appeared at the bottom.
(A/N: Also, did I mention? My talent synchronizes with every power that exists in this world.)
Night fell over [Genesis World]. Unlike Earth's gentle moonlight, my sky shimmered with two glowing orbs I had placed earlier—artificial satellites of light, one silver and one pale blue, bathing the land in soft radiance.
The continent was alive with sound. Crickets—or at least their mystical counterparts—sang in chorus, while nocturnal beasts stirred.
It was then that the [Genesis System] alerted me.
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📜 [Genesis System: Mutation Detected]
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Subject: Herbivore (Deer-Type)
Location: Eastern Forest Biome
Change: Horns infused with mystical crystal; enhanced vitality; weak mana emission.
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Already? Less than a full day, and the first true mutation had begun.
I teleported instantly.
There stood a stag, its antlers faintly glowing with crystalline growths. Its eyes shone with awareness—sharper than that of any normal beast. Each step was steady, its every breath releasing traces of mana.
When it raised its head, the plants around it reacted. Grass grew thicker, flowers bloomed as though basking in divine light.
A symbiotic mutation. I observed it curiously. But the surprises didn't end there.
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📜 [Genesis System: Mutation Detected]
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Subject: Bird (Falcon-Type)
Location: Savanna Biome
Change: Wind-infused wings; enhanced speed and vision; potential skill [Air Cutter] forming.
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I shifted again, appearing above the savanna. A falcon soared, its wings trailing faint streaks of wind as it tore through the night sky. Each flap bent the air itself, propelling it faster than sound.
This was no longer ordinary wildlife. This was the birth of magical beasts.
Across [Genesis World], more alerts rang out.
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📜 [Genesis System: Spirit Emergence Wave Detected]
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– Water Spirit: Lake Biome
– Wood Spirit: Forest Biome
– Wind Spirit: Savanna Biome
– Earth Spirit: Mineral Veins
– Fire Spirit: Volcanic Rift (Unstable Zone)
– Light Spirit: High-Altitude Atmosphere
– Shadow Spirit: Subterranean Caverns
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One after another, lights blossomed across the land.
In the forest, motes of green gathered like fireflies beneath the canopy, merging into graceful forms of bark and leaves. [Wood Spirits] danced beneath the pseudo–World Tree, their whispers rustling like the wind.
On the savanna, currents twisted into childlike figures of translucent breeze. [Wind Spirits] raced joyfully across the plains, their laughter like wind chimes.
Deep within mineral veins, hulking [Earth Spirits] of stone and crystal stirred awake, moving with deliberate weight—like the heartbeat of the land.
At the volcanic rift, [Fire Spirits] burst forth, flickering humanoid figures of flame, wild and unstable.
High above, radiant [Light Spirits] descended, glowing like fallen stars. Some hovered serenely, others drifted down like feathers.
And below, deep in the caverns, [Shadow Spirits] emerged—shifting silhouettes blending seamlessly with the darkness.
All of them were born at once.
I lingered in silence, watching the newborn spirits spread across their domains. They were guardians of nature, embodiments of balance. Yet still, my world leaned heavily toward instinct.
Animals remained… animals.
Yes, some had mutated—the crystalline stag, the wind falcon—but it wasn't enough. True evolution required a foundation.
A seed.
I extended my hand, channeling my possibility extraction through Creator authority. Countless streams of light—potential futures, unrealized forms, hidden paths—spiraled before me. From them, I wove something new:
Mystical Energy Seeds.
They weren't physical. They were spiritual constructs, designed to root themselves within a creature's soul. Like trees, they would grow by absorbing mystical energy, eventually blooming into unique talents.
Not forced. Not artificial. But natural.
I released them into the air. They scattered like petals, drifting across the continent.
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📜 [Genesis System: Soul-Seeds Planted]
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Effect: Mystical Energy Seeds rooted in fauna.
Projected Growth: Soul Trees will bloom in 3–5 cycles.
Expected Outcome: Fauna will develop innate magical talents.
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The stag's chest pulsed with faint light as the seed rooted. A soul-tree sprouted within, its branches spreading like veins of light. Its antlers glowed brighter, and with a single exhale, a healing mist spread across the grass.
Talent Gained: Healing Aura.
The falcon let out a cry as its soul-tree bloomed with sharp, cutting leaves. It dived, its wings slicing the air—sending a crescent of wind that cleaved a boulder in two.
Talent Gained: Air Cutter.
In the lake, fish shimmered as seeds bloomed within them. One released a pressurized burst of water, striking a predator and darting away.
Talent Gained: Water Jet.
Even the smallest creatures changed. Rabbits leapt with bursts of mana. Wolves scratched stone with ember-clawed paws. Birds sang melodic notes that stirred the air with magic.
My continent, once ordinary, had become a cradle of magical beasts.
I resisted the urge to meddle further, eager to see how differently the seeds would bloom for each species. No two soul-trees were the same—each carried its own possibility.
And that thrilled me.
Because this wasn't just evolution.
It was the birth of magic.
Not taught. Not imposed. But grown—like a forest from seeds.
As the stag healed its herd, the falcon sliced the night sky, and the wolves struck with fire-tipped claws—I smiled.
"This… is only the beginning." I thought to myself.