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Genshin Impact: Creating Bullshit in Teyvat

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Chapter 1 - Chapter 1 — A Mistake Of a God

Chapter 1 – A Mistake of a God

I didn't see it coming.

One second I was crossing the street, half-awake, thinking about nothing important. The next, the sky split open like cracked glass.

There was no explosion. No pain. Just light. Endless, blinding light that swallowed everything.

And then… silence.

When I opened my eyes, I wasn't lying on asphalt anymore. There was no street. No cars. No city noise.

I was floating.

Not falling. Not standing. Just… suspended in a vast white space that stretched forever in every direction.

"Ah."

The voice didn't echo. It simply existed.

"That is unfortunate."

I turned. Or maybe the world turned for me. It was hard to tell.

Something stood a few meters away. Calling it a "person" would be generous. It had a vague humanoid shape, but its body shifted constantly. Galaxies swirled inside it. Stars blinked in and out of existence across its skin. Its face was a blur of light, like reality refused to render it properly.

"…Am I dead?" I asked.

"Yes."

Straight to the point.

I blinked. "That's it? Just yes?"

"Yes," the entity repeated calmly. "Your biological structure was disintegrated."

"By what?"

A brief pause.

"By me."

I stared.

"…Excuse me?"

The stars inside its body flickered slightly.

"I was adjusting a fragment of spatial curvature across twelve dimensions. Your planet intersected the correction wave. It was not my intention to erase a single lifeform."

"You accidentally erased me?"

"Yes."

I let that sink in.

I died because some cosmic being adjusted the universe like it was rearranging furniture.

"Great," I muttered. "That's just great."

There was another pause. This one felt… almost awkward.

"As compensation," the entity said, "you may choose one desire. Additionally, you may select the world into which you will reincarnate."

I narrowed my eyes. "Any world?"

"Yes."

"Fiction included?"

"Yes."

My heart skipped.

Okay. Think.

This was insane. Completely insane. But if I was already dead, might as well play the game right.

"Before I choose," I said carefully, "what are the limits of the desire?"

"One."

"That's not what I meant."

"The desire may alter your existence upon reincarnation. It cannot grant omnipotence equivalent to my own scale, but otherwise the parameters are broad."

Broad.

That was a dangerous word.

I crossed my arms, thinking fast.

Super strength? Boring.

Immortality? Risky. You could get sealed forever.

God-tier magic? Tempting, but worlds vary.

No. If I was going to do this, I needed something flexible. Something broken in the right way.

An idea started forming.

"What if," I said slowly, "I want a system."

The entity tilted its head slightly.

"Define 'system.'"

"A Black Technology System," I said. "One that lets me create or build anything as long as I believe it will work."

The stars inside the entity dimmed, then flared again.

"Clarify."

"Simple logic," I continued. "If I think, 'This should work,' then it works. Even if I build a cannon out of wood and rocks. If I genuinely believe it will function, reality adjusts to make it function."

Silence.

Long silence.

"You are requesting a causality override based on subjective conviction," the entity said at last.

"Yes."

"That is highly destabilizing."

I shrugged. "You killed me."

Another pause.

"Point acknowledged."

For the first time, I felt something from it. Not emotion exactly, but interest.

"You understand that your belief must be genuine?" it asked.

"Of course."

"If you doubt, the system will not function."

"That's fair."

"If your belief falters in critical moments, the consequences may be severe."

"I'll take the risk."

The entity seemed to analyze me, stars spinning faster inside its body.

"Very well. The Black Technology System will integrate with your consciousness. It will operate under a simple rule: your conviction defines functional output."

A small smile tugged at my lips.

Perfect.

"Now," it continued, "choose your world."

That part didn't take long.

"I want to reincarnate in the world of Genshin Impact."

"Specify timeline."

"At the beginning of the story. When the Traveler first arrives in Mondstadt."

"Understood."

A faint ripple passed through the white void.

"You will reincarnate in Teyvat," the entity said. "Your memories will remain intact. The system will initialize upon birth and mature with your cognitive development."

"Wait," I said quickly. "Birth?"

"Yes."

"So I'm not just dropping in as I am?"

"You will begin as a native inhabitant. This ensures stability."

I exhaled slowly.

Fine. That meant time to grow. Time to prepare.

Actually… that was better.

"In that case," I said, "place me somewhere close to Mondstadt."

"Granted."

The space around us began to fracture, thin cracks spreading through the white like a broken mirror.

"One final note," the entity added.

"Yeah?"

"Your ability has no theoretical upper limit. However, the world you enter possesses beings of considerable power. Archons. Dragons. Abyssal entities."

I grinned.

"Good."

The cracks widened.

"If I can build anything as long as I believe it works," I said, "then I'll just build something stronger."

The entity's form flickered.

"Your confidence is statistically unusual."

"I'll take that as a compliment."

The white void shattered completely.

For a brief second, I felt myself falling through colors I didn't have names for. Heat and cold hit at the same time. My body unraveled into light.

Then darkness.

Warmth.

A heartbeat.

Not mine.

Someone else's.

Small. Fragile.

And then—

[System Initializing…]

A faint mechanical voice echoed in the depths of my mind.

[Black Technology System successfully integrated.]

[Core Principle: If the Host believes it will function, it will function.]

[Welcome to Teyvat.]

Even as an infant, wrapped in warmth and muffled sound, I felt a slow smile form somewhere deep inside my new consciousness.

Genshin Impact, huh?

Archons.

Visions.

Abyss.

Doesn't matter.

If I think a wooden stick is a railgun…

Then it's a railgun.

And this time—

I won't die by accident.