Silence filled Arsere's divine domain.
Not the peaceful kind—
but the heavy silence of a world that had died.
Crevalis floated inside the orb before her, empty and cold. The once‑bright plates were dark, stripped of life. Only tiny flickers of soul‑dust drifted across the land like dying embers.
Arsere exhaled shakily.
"…I have to start again."
Her voice trembled, but her eyes didn't.
She opened her notebook and stared at her previous laws—those beautiful, ambitious laws that ended up destroying everything.
"Which part should I start first…?"
For several minutes, she thought hard. Long enough to feel the weight of her mistake settle inside her chest.
Then—finally—clarity.
"…First, delete everything except Chaos and Balance."
With a single thought, the flawed laws dissolved.
Crevalis stabilized into a blank silence—neither living nor dead.
A neutral canvas.
She picked up her notebook again.
This time, her handwriting was slower. Heavier. More logical. More careful.
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1. The Law of Soul-Bound Bodies
"When a soul enters Crevalis for the first time… it must find a naturally born soulless body."
No more drifting lights collapsing.
No more mismatches.
No more fragile artificial beings.
> "If someone is born," she whispered, "they must also die. That's the balance."
This law fixed the chaos her old approach created.
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2. The Law of Birth and Death
A soul with a body equals life.
Life will one day return to death.
Not instantly.
Not randomly.
Naturally.
> "Everything has a payment. Everything has a gift."
Her voice was cold, logical.
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3. The Law of Karma and Merit
After death:
Souls with karma descend into the bottom three plates to face punishment.
Souls with merit can reincarnate into a higher plate.
A cycle.
A purpose.
A reason to grow.
> "If life wants to evolve… this law will guide them."
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4. The Law of Adaptation
Everything—living or dead, matter or energy—can adapt to its environment and evolve.
This time, life wouldn't break under pressure.
It would change.
> "Only the real deal can live here," she said, her eyes sharp.
This world would not accept weakness easily.
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5. The Limitation of Soulspire
Not a law—
a decree carved into Crevalis itself.
The highest plate would accept no soul unless the world judged them worthy.
> "If you want the top… earn it."
A trial.
A dream.
A challenge for all future beings.
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Arsere looked at her notebook and smiled like a child who found candy.
"Perfect…"
Then she stared at the orb…
and sighed deeply.
"Ahhh… laws are perfect, but… I have no living beings in Crevalis now."
For a moment she looked troubled—
then her eyes lit up with a spark of inspiration.
"I can't recklessly create life like before… but I can prepare the world for real evolution."
She raised her hand.
"Let's create new plates."
And the void responded.
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A New Expansion of Crevalis
1. Eternal Sea Realm — The First Origin Plate
A massive ocean plate formed beneath her hand.
Endless waters.
Gentle tides.
Storms waiting to be born.
Only a few tiny islands existed—like Earth's early ages.
> "Hehe… we'll see the future from here."
This plate would bring natural life, naturally born bodies, and evolution without her forcing it.
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2. Mythos Grove — A Realm for Future Legends
Another plate formed, lush and vibrant, filled with potential energy.
Forests like emerald cities.
Mountains shaped like ancient spirits.
Skies swirling with dormant power.
> "I love mythology," she said proudly.
This plate would birth elves, dragons, spirits—true mythical life.
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3. Nightvail — The Realm of Darkness and Shadows
The final plate rose like a whisper.
Darkness.
Mist.
Cold winds that carried forgotten voices.
Arsere shivered.
> "This one… will bring chaos," she murmured.
But chaos was part of nature.
Part of creation.
Part of her.
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As soon as the plates stabilized, the system window appeared in glowing gold.
{WORLD STATUS UPDATED}
New Plates Added:
Eternal Sea Realm
Mythos Grove
Nightvail
Laws Integrated Successfully.
Arsere's smile widened.
She spread her arms dramatically and shouted:
"I am the mighty Goddess of Creation!"
The void echoed her voice back at her—
not mocking, but acknowledging.
Crevalis was no longer broken.
It was ready to be reborn.
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