Arriving at a cave just a few ters in height, Kael spotted the egg.
"Hm..." Kael humd as his incomplete Oblivion Body disappeared, reverting him to a small child of ten years old.
A golden glow illuminated the dark cave as Kael gazed at the egg.
The rhythmic beating suddenly intensified, and the egg began to shake violently.
"Is it about to hatch?" Kael thought, watching it intently.
Then, at last, a crack appeared, and a crisp sound echoed in the cave.
"It’s breaking out of its shell..." Kael mused, patiently awaiting the birth of the creature.
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Deep in the Fasis Forest
A ten-ter-tall giant with three arms walked steadily in a specific direction. His steps were asured, his breathing even.
"I’m almost there," Muyin thought, his gaze fixed ahead.
It had been a full day since he entered the Fasis Forest. At first, he had been cautious, but then he had traveled at his maximum speed for hours. Now, exhaustion was setting in. Yet, that wasn’t the only problem—he could no longer fly or run at full speed.
He was at the core of the Fasis Forest.
"ROAR!!!" A deafening, high-pitched roar shook the surroundings. Muyin’s blood ran cold, and he imdiately halted.
A massive beast was nearby, its overwhelming aura spreading out and blanketing the area.
A low growl rumbled through the forest as the creature’s colossal head lood closer to Muyin.
On the outside, Muyin remained calm, but inside, he was terrified. His ten-ter size was nothing compared to the sheer scale of the beast before him.
He gulped as the beast scanned its surroundings. Finding nothing, it lost interest and took off, its presence fading.
Once it was gone, Muyin let out a sigh of relief. That creature—of unpredictable size—was called a Starry Beast. These beasts were known for their terrifying strength and colossal forms. The one that had just left was rely at the low level of the False God Realm, yet its aura was oppressive... overwhelmingly strong.
Even though its cultivation was lower than his own, Muyin had no doubt that the beast could wipe the floor with him.
"That was too close..." he muttered, clenching his fists. He was just an ordinary False God Realm cultivator, yet these monstrous beings could defy stages, even entire realms. So were so powerful that the very concept of realms hardly applied to them.
After recovering, Muyin continued his journey. His goal, of course, was the bloodline—the Demonic Bloodline.
Ahead of him was a dense forest, and the sight of it brought a rare smile to his face.
"This is it."
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The Immortal Race – A Remote Corner of the world
Atop a small cliff, a young man lounged in a recliner, enjoying the tranquil mont.
"This is the life..." Liu Tian sighed, taking in the breathtaking scenery. The sun had just begun to rise, casting a warm orange glow across the world. Birds chirped, their lodies blending harmoniously with the fresh morning air.
He inhaled deeply, savoring it.
"I love it," he murmured, shifting slightly to maximize his comfort.
His na? Liu Tian. But don’t get wrong—I’m not the villain. I’m not the protagonist, either. Heck, I’m not even a sidekick or a loyal servant. I’m just a background character... a useless one at that.
In my past life, I was a hot-blooded youth. How could I accept being useless? The first rule of being a reincarnator is to defy the heavens themselves! How could I just... give up? I cultivated day and night, pushed myself to the limit...
And it all went horribly wrong.
That was when I finally accepted it. I wasn’t the hero. I wasn’t the villain. Hell, I didn’t even have a system.
It’s been a year since then, and honestly... I’ve settled in quite nicely.
No system. No hidden power. No secret potential. So, I made my choice—I would live my life as a lowly background figure, biding my ti until the protagonist eventually arrived to destroy my family.
Ah, my family... now that’s a story.
Let’s just say we have... a reputation. Our cultivation thods involve, well, sacrificing mortals. We’re labeled as tyrants and bullies in the cultivation world, and honestly? My family wears that label like a badge of honor. It’s how we grew strong enough to dominate the mortal realm.
Of course, we also protect our weaker mbers. If we didn’t, the consequences would be disastrous. After all, no one in their right mind would marry into our family, so we need our descendants to keep the bloodline going.
Sigh... At least I wasn’t mistreated. I’ve been given a luxurious life filled with beautiful won and delicious food. And I’ve indulged in all of it.
That’s been my life so far. Sorry to disappoint all the reincarnators out there, but... I’ve given up hope. What can I do?
"Life like this isn’t so bad after all," Liu Tian muttered, reminiscing about the previous night’s activities.
But just as he was about to drift into another lazy morning, an abrupt ssage shattered his peace.
[The Big Daddy System has been activated.]
"...What the actual hell?" Liu Tian shot up, his eyes wide in disbelief.
"Took you a damn year to show up?!"
Tears welled up in his eyes.
"And what the hell is the ’Big Daddy System’?!"
He stared at the floating prompt, dumbfounded.
"...Whatever it is, it better be worth the wait."
A system that activates after a whole year? It has to be sothing incredible. Soon... soon, they will all bow before . They’ll crawl at my feet.
Liu Tian smirked, stepping toward the cliff’s edge dramatically.
"I’ll beco the strongest cultivator in this world!"
He spun around, full of determination, ready to analyze the system’s details.
...And then he slumped back onto the recliner.
"On second thought, I’ll be the laziest top-tier cultivator there ever was," he muttered, closing his eyes.
anwhile, at a distant location, two disciples paused in their tracks.
"Did you hear that?" one asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Yep," the other sighed. "Liu Tian’s at it again."
They exchanged glances before continuing on their way.
Back on the cliff, Liu Tian yawned, stretching leisurely.
"Big Daddy of the cultivation world, huh? Doesn’t sound too bad..."
And with that, he drifted off to sleep.
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"Yawn..."
At the mouth of a massive cave high above the world, a giant beast stood, its sharp eyes scanning the land below. The white fur covering its enormous fra shimred, glowing orange in the fading light of the setting sun.
"System, you owe ," the beast muttered lazily, letting out another deep yawn.
(Host should be grateful for the system. This system will make you the strongest being in this world—and beyond.)
"Yeah, yeah, I’ve heard it all before. But why couldn’t I reincarnate as a human? Or, I don’t know, a god? No, I get stuck as a beast. And not just any beast—the most wanted beast in the entire world," the creature grumbled, his tone dripping with annoyance.
(But host, you are an SSS-ranked beast.)
"Yeah? And what’s that supposed to an? System, I’ve been attacked forty tis today. Forty! And I was just born this morning," he snapped, his tail lashing as his dark blue eyes glared at the horizon.
(...)
"Oh, now you’re quiet. Fine. Then answer this—where are my parents? You know, the ones who should be raising or at least teaching how not to die?"
(Erm... yes, host. Your parents... left you to fend for yourself.)
"Great. Just great. That does it—I’d really appreciate it if I could go back to Earth," he growled, turning around and trudging back into the cave, his heavy footsteps echoing through the stone walls.
This beast wasn’t just rare—it was legendary. A creature straight out of myths and stories. Anyone who could capture it would instantly beco the strongest tar alive. But it wasn’t just power or fa that made this beast special.
Its massive, wolf-like body was covered in sleek white fur. Its dark blue eyes, edged with black, gave it a fierce, almost otherworldly presence. Owning this beast wasn’t just about strength—it was about status, about wielding a force that could change the balance of the world.
The cave itself was no ordinary hiding place. Perched thousands of ters above the ground, it was practically unreachable. Yet, humans still risked life and limb to climb the sheer cliffs, all for a chance to ta the beast. Inside, the walls glowed faintly, lit by red, bioluminescent insects. Smooth, white stones embedded in the cave walls pulsed with a soothing, mysterious energy.
"I was living the dream," the beast muttered, collapsing onto the cool stone floor. "Just a lazy dude heading out to buy the newest ga when—bam—Truck-kun hit . And now, here I am, stuck in this godforsaken cave, being hunted every hour of the day."
The mory made him growl softly, the sound vibrating through the cavern. He stretched his massive body, glancing around at the strange glow of the insects and the calm energy of the stones.
"Guess there’s no use complaining. Might as well figure out what to do next," he thought, settling into the most comfortable spot he could find.
Outside, the first stars began to dot the darkening sky. The beast’s eyes glead as he watched them. He hadn’t asked to be here, but if this world wanted to make him the most hunted creature alive, then fine.
They would regret it.
Not just them—humans, beasts, gods, demons—every being in existence. He would rise above them all. The reincarnation of doom.
But first...
"A proper good night’s sleep," he muttered, closing his eyes as sleep overtook him.
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Unbeknownst to these two beings, their world had been chosen by the Realm of War. From their dreams, they would awaken in battle, thrown into a brutal struggle for survival.
A celestial figure draped in a shimring veil observed the unfolding events.
"Is this perfect?" the being with the viel asked, a voice like a whisper carried on the wind.
Standing beside them, clad in golden armor, another being chuckled.
"Fate and destiny are not ours to see... but the more variables, the better."
The veiled being nodded. "I will search for more, then."
The armored figure grinned, their eyes glinting with mischief.
"Let’s add more variables. I want them all to be blocked—the more chaos, the better. The future must remain unknown... right?"
The being laughed to itself, a sound both ominous and exhilarating.
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