dark_Killer

In a single moment, every inhabitant of Neutren—a planet fifty times the size of Earth—was forcibly transmigrated into an unfathomably vast new world, a realm 10^10^10 times larger than Earth.

In this new world, every person is reborn as an entirely different being—no longer human, but something far greater… or much worse.

Rarity defines destiny.
From Normal to Higher than Mythical, an individual’s rarity determines their power, potential, and evolution.

Power is endless.
From First Stars (1–10) to Tier 0–100, followed by the Rank System (1–1,000,000), each step forward is an evolution toward godhood.

Armies rise with you.
With each new Tier, a personal army emerges, drawn from one's race. The higher the rarity and strength of the army, the greater one’s status in this chaotic new world.

Society is reborn.
From Towns (1,000 players) to Planet-Level (up to 100 billion players), the world restructures itself into new civilizations, ruled by the strongest.

Amidst the chaos, our protagonist awakens—reborn as something beyond comprehension…

What will he become? A ruler, a god, or something even higher?

Transmigrated with 100 billion peoples in another world

The alliance between the Tower and the Eastern Realms brought a brief respite, but the threat of the Eclipsed Dominion loomed ever larger. Scouts reported increased enemy activity, signaling an imminent assault. The Tower's inhabitants braced themselves for the storm that was about to break.

Under the combined leadership of Aric Valen and Chancellor Mei Lin, preparations intensified. Engineers from both communities collaborated to reinforce the Tower's walls, while mages wove protective enchantments to bolster their defenses.

> "Every moment counts," Aric urged during a strategy session. "We must be ready before they strike."

Zephyr and Seraphina worked tirelessly, training volunteers and coordinating reconnaissance missions. The weight of their pasts pressed heavily upon them, but they channeled their energies into the present struggle.

As dawn broke on the third day, the horizon darkened with the approach of the Eclipsed Dominion's forces. The ground trembled under the march of countless soldiers, their banners casting long shadows over the battlefield.

Aric stood atop the battlements, his voice ringing out.

> "Hold your positions! Remember what we fight for!"

The clash was immediate and fierce. Siege engines hurled projectiles, mages exchanged volleys of arcane energy, and warriors met in brutal combat. Despite the Tower's reinforced defenses, the sheer numbers of the Dominion threatened to overwhelm them.

Amidst the chaos, Zephyr found himself face-to-face with a figure he had long thought lost—Darius, a former comrade from his days within the Dominion.

> "Zephyr," Darius sneered, "I always knew you'd betray us."

Zephyr tightened his grip on his weapon.

> "The Dominion lost its way. It's you who betrayed our ideals."

Their duel was intense, a whirlwind of clashing steel and raw emotion. Memories of shared missions and brotherhood flashed before Zephyr's eyes, but he steeled himself, knowing the stakes were too high.

As the battle raged, Seraphina and a cadre of mages prepared a desperate countermeasure—a ritual to unleash a wave of energy capable of repelling the Dominion's forces.

> "This will drain us," she warned, "but it's our only hope."

With a nod, the mages began their incantation. As the ritual reached its climax, a blinding surge of energy erupted, sweeping across the battlefield. Dominion soldiers were thrown back, their formations shattered.

Seizing the moment, Aric rallied the defenders.

> "Push forward! Drive them back!"

With renewed vigor, the allied forces pressed the attack, forcing the Dominion into a hasty retreat.

The battlefield fell silent save for the groans of the wounded and the crackle of dying fires. The cost of victory was steep; many brave souls had fallen, and the Tower bore the scars of the siege.

Zephyr stood amidst the remnants of the clash, his thoughts a maelstrom. The encounter with Darius had reopened old wounds, but it also reaffirmed his commitment to his new path.

Seraphina approached, her exhaustion evident.

Zephyr nodded, gazing toward the horizon.

> "This was just one battle. The war is far from over."

Aric and Chancellor Mei Lin joined them, their expressions resolute.

> "We'll mourn our losses," Aric said, "but we must also prepare for what comes next."

The alliance had weathered its first true test, but the shadow of the Dominion still loomed large. As the sun set, casting long shadows over the battlefield, the defenders steeled themselves for the challenges yet to come.

Chapter 42 – The Siege of Shadows