Drawing the Impossible

Liam's fingers tightened around the brush as the Chitin Tyrant slammed into his obsidian wall again. The cracks spread like veins, jagged fractures weakening his creation.

💥 CRACK! 💥

The next impact would shatter it completely.

The little girl whimpered, still trapped beneath the broken wooden stall. Liam's breath came fast, his mind racing.

I can create things, but how strong are they?

He didn't know. He had no time to figure it out.

The Chitin Tyrant shrieked, raising its clawed limbs for the final strike.

I need something stronger. I need something that can fight!

Liam's grip on the Brush of the Architect tightened as instinct took over.

He swiped the brush across the air, his mind screaming for an answer.

And then—his world turned black.

The lines of existence themselves became visible to him, as if everything in reality was a blueprint waiting to be designed. His brush moved on its own, guided by something deeper than thought.

🔥 Black ink spread like wildfire. 🔥

He didn't just draw—he created.

🔹 [Skill Activated: Ink Manifestation – Rank ???]

🔹 [Object Created: Ink Golem – Rank C]

💥 BOOM! 💥

A massive black-ink warrior erupted from the ground, its towering frame covered in jagged, shifting armor. Its faceless head turned toward the Chitin Tyrant, then clenched its fist.

The monster screeched in alarm.

And then—the golem punched it straight in the face.

💥 CRACK! 💥

The force sent the Tyrant flying, its exoskeleton shattering on impact as it crashed through the side of a building.

Liam stumbled back, stunned. Did I just… summon that?

The Ink Golem stood in front of him like a guardian, its entire body shifting and rippling like a living sketch.

🔹 [Ink Golem: Active for 30 seconds]

Thirty seconds. That was all he had.

The Chitin Tyrant twitched, struggling to rise from the rubble. Liam's jaw tightened.

"Finish it."

The Ink Golem rushed forward, closing the distance in an instant. It grabbed the monster's head—and crushed it.

💀 [Chitin Tyrant – Defeated] 💀

For the first time, silence filled the street.

The little girl stared at him in awe. The surviving guards and citizens, who had been too busy fleeing, finally turned to see what had happened.

Liam, a "useless" Architect, had just killed a Rank C monster.

But then—his legs buckled.

His vision blurred, his strength draining rapidly. The ink golem dissolved, its body fading back into wisps of black energy.

🔹 [Warning: Mana Depleted]

Liam collapsed to one knee, gasping for breath. A new notification flashed.

🔹 [Quest Updated: The Lost Tool of Creation]

🔹 Objective: Study the Brush's True Power]

🔹 Reward: Class Awakening]

"Class Awakening?" His heartbeat quickened.

Something was changing inside him.

And this… was just the beginning.