"I arrived in this world not long ago, but it didn't take me much time to understand its rules. This world isn't so different from the one I left behind. The names have changed, but the nature of power remains the same. There, people used money to dominate the weak. Here, they use cultivation. No matter the world, the strong still rule, and the weak are forced to kneel. But I... I was never meant to kneel."
I am a child in this world. I just turned 5 years old.
"I wasn't born weak. In my past world, they feared me — so much that they dropped a bomb to kill me. They thought I'd vanish. But death was never the end — it was my evolution."
"When I opened my eyes in this world, I was lying in the heart of a jungle, drenched in the blood of god-like beings. I don't remember much about this body... only fragments. But what I do know is this: this human was never loved. He was weak, fragile — so much so that even his own kind abandoned him like discarded trash. A vessel unworthy of notice. But now... he holds me within."
I did not come to this world alone. I came with a system — yes, the very kind I once read about in novels.
Hey there, newbie! I'm the strongest system in all existence — yeah, that's me, your personal power-up buddy! I know all about your past — a hungry soul craving so much power, you want to go head-to-head with gods. Ambitious, huh? Well, lucky for you, I'm here to help! To kickstart your journey, here's a Newbie Gift just for you. Let's have some fun and make you unstoppable!
Congratulations, Host! As a reward for being the most dangerous power-hungry reincarnator alive, I — the most magnificent system in all existence — grant you the ultimate Newbie Package!
1. [Immortal Godlike Body]"You now possess a body that transcends death. Cut, burned, crushed — it doesn't matter. Even gods can't erase you. Welcome to immortality."
2. [Heaven-Piercing Handsomeness]"You're now so handsome that even celestial beings would risk war for a glance. Beauty that charms dragons, queens, and even death herself."
3. [Cultivation of Peak Existence]"Your cultivation starts at a realm beyond realms — strong enough to kill gods with a flick of your finger. No bottlenecks. No limits. Just pure dominance."
4. [All-Language Comprehension]"From ancient dragon tongue to alien code, you can understand and speak any language instantly. Yes, even divine curses and flirty demon scripts."
5. [Inventory with Infinite Space]"Your personal storage dimension. Put a planet in there if you like. It won't even get scratched."
6. [Skill: Absolute Regeneration]"Even if you're turned to ash, you'll regenerate in seconds — stronger, faster, and more pissed off."
7. [Charm of the Abyss Queen]"You are now marked by the Abyss Queen's interest. Beware… or enjoy. She protects what she finds interesting — and she finds you very interesting."
8. [Shadow Clone Creation]"Create clones that are as strong as you — no limit. Command armies of yourself to take over realms or do your homework."
9. [Universal Crafting System]"Forge divine weapons, build kingdoms from scratch, or brew coffee that makes gods addicted. If it exists, you can create it."
10. [System Evolution Core]"You're not stuck with me, you're growing with me. Your system evolves based on your choices. Who knows what we'll become?"
As the light of the system's blessings faded, I stood reborn. My body—no, this divine vessel—radiated overwhelming power. Silk-like black hair cascaded down my back, swaying gently like the midnight wind, and my face… it was no longer human. It was ethereal, sculpted by the hands of gods themselves. Eyes deep like galaxies, lips carved to perfection — my presence alone could silence a battlefield.
Every living creature that gazed upon me, beast or being, paused in awe — bewitched not by magic, but by sheer beauty. I flexed my fingers, and the air trembled. My veins pulsed with power so immense it felt like the world itself was bowing before me.
For the first time… I didn't just feel strong — I felt unstoppable.
I stood tall, the air still humming with the weight of my transformation. My hand twitched, empty — incomplete.
"System," I said calmly, "give me a sword."
The voice echoed in my mind, playful and all-knowing.
"SYSTEM: Why ask, Host? Just imagine it. You are no longer a beggar of power — you are its source."
I closed my eyes.
In my mind, I forged a blade not of steel, but of pure concept. I imagined a sword so beautiful that even the stars would envy its shape — a blade forged in celestial flame, glowing faintly with divine runes, its edge so sharp it could split a god's soul from his body. The hilt was elegant, wrapped in obsidian silk, with a core that pulsed like a beating heart.
When I opened my eyes — it was there.
Floating before me in a soft shimmer of starlight, the sword took form. It hummed as if it had been waiting to be born for eons — forged by thought, tempered by will, destined to slay immortals.
I grasped it. The moment my fingers wrapped around the hilt, the ground beneath me cracked.
"Good," I whispered, feeling its hunger."Now… let's test it on a god."
With my new sword resting across my back and divine power humming through every cell, I stepped forward — out of the jungle that had been my cradle of rebirth.
The sun filtered through the trees, golden and warm, but it was the wind that welcomed me first — gentle, curious, as if the world itself recognized something ancient had awakened.
I walked slowly, savoring the feeling of the earth beneath my feet, the rustle of leaves above, and the distant sounds of civilization. Birds did not flee. Monsters did not growl. Even the forest seemed to bow in silence as I passed.
Eventually, the dense trees gave way to a wide dirt road. And beyond that, nestled in a vast valley, I saw it.
A village. No — a living mosaic of races and power.
Streets bustled with movement, but not just humans. Towering demons with obsidian horns walked beside robed elves glowing with nature's grace. I spotted a beastkin merchant shouting over prices while a silver-haired warrior from the Royal Race leaned against a tavern wall, eyes glowing with pride. Floating crystals lit the streets, and strange machines hummed near magical stalls.
It was chaotic. It was alive. It was dangerous.And it was beautiful.
A small grin tugged at my lips.
"Now this… this is more like it."
As I walked through the crowded streets, still taking in the strange beauty of this world, something soft and warm crashed into me.
"Girl, watch where you're going," I said calmly, my gaze still drifting across the street stalls.
She stumbled back, clutching her side, coughing violently. That's when I saw it — blood staining her clothes. Her breaths were ragged, and her hands trembled.
"You're bleeding," I said, eyes narrowing.She looked up, pain flickering behind her dark eyes. "It's none of your business," she snapped, trying to move again.
But I noticed them before she did — men pushing through the crowd, armored and angry. Royal insignias gleamed on their uniforms. Chasers.
I stayed silent, watching.
"Please… help me," the girl whispered, not to the crowd, but to me.
The guards shouted, "Out of the way, man!"
But the moment their eyes landed on me, they froze.
The people around us stopped too, heads turning. Whispers followed.
"Who is he…?"
"Is he from the imperial bloodline?"
"That face… he can't be mortal."
Even the guards hesitated. Their eyes trembled, unsure whether to fight or kneel.
Women in the crowd blushed. One nearly fainted. Another clutched her chest and whispered, "I want to marry him…"
The guards stepped back slightly, confused, respectful. One bowed ever so slightly, "Forgive us, sir, we didn't know…"
I didn't speak. I stood still — silent as stone — for the time it takes a single incense stick to burn.
Then the girl behind me slowly stepped forward, her voice shaking.
"Handsome one… these people... they tried to destroy everything. My family ran a small shop — honest work. But those nobles… they wanted the land. When my father refused, they killed him. Today I fought back… and now they want my life too."
She looked at me — bloodied, desperate, but proud.
I remained silent, the wind brushing my hair like a black silk banner. No one dared interrupt. No one even breathed too loud.
For the first time, I felt it — the world shifting around me.