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 realm stood united, yet the ominous presence of the Shadow Sovereign cast a pall over the land. Zephyr and his allies knew that the time for preparation was dwindling, and decisive action was imperative.

Recognizing the magnitude of the threat, Zephyr embarked on a mission to solidify alliances with neighboring realms. Traveling to the Elven forests of Eldoria, he sought counsel with Queen Elara.

> "The Shadow Sovereign's reach extends beyond our borders," Zephyr implored. "Only through unity can we hope to prevail."

Queen Elara, her gaze steady, responded, "Eldoria stands with you. Together, we shall face the encroaching darkness."

Similar pledges were secured from the Dwarven strongholds and the desert tribes, each bringing unique strengths to the impending conflict.

Elandria's research led the group to the Ruins of Thalor, an ancient city rumored to house relics capable of countering dark magic. Navigating treacherous catacombs, they discovered the Luminara Blades—swords forged with celestial light.

> "With these, we have a fighting chance," Aric remarked, his grip firm on the hilt.

Empowered by these artifacts, the allies felt a renewed sense of hope.

As preparations intensified, internal struggles surfaced. A trusted council member, consumed by fear, attempted to sabotage the efforts, believing surrender was the only option. His actions were thwarted, but the incident sowed seeds of doubt among the ranks.

> "We must remain steadfast," Seraphina urged. "Division is the Shadow Sovereign's weapon."

Her words rekindled the collective resolve, reinforcing their commitment to the cause.

On the eve of the anticipated assault, Zephyr addressed the assembled forces.

> "Our journey has been fraught with challenges, but our unity has seen us through. Tomorrow, we confront the darkness not as separate nations, but as one people."

The crowd's response—a resounding cheer—echoed through the encampment, a testament to their shared determination.

In a quiet moment before the battle, Zephyr and Seraphina stood beneath the starlit sky. Taking her hand, Zephyr whispered, "No matter the outcome, know that you have been my guiding light."

Seraphina's eyes shimmered with unshed tears. "And you, my strength."

Their bond, forged in adversity, now served as an anchor amidst the gathering storm.

Chapter 49 – The Gathering Storm