Evan began to weave grand tapestries with his imagination. The boundless ocean, with its surging waves, seemed to engulf everything in its path; the starry night sky, reminiscent of Van Gogh's "Starry Night," unveiled the vast depths of the universe; and the towering Mount Everest, standing resolute and proud, exuded a solemn, tranquil beauty.
Evan transformed the world within his mind into vivid, breathtaking scenes. From the delicate portrayal of flowers, plants, and trees to the awe-inspiring grandeur of rivers and mountains, his depictions left onlookers in wonder at nature's magic and splendor. Even the smallest mosquitoes came to life with striking realism.
The endless ocean, the shimmering starry sky, and the snow-capped peaks piercing the heavens.
He was like a masterful painter, meticulously crafting one world after another with unwavering focus.
From rivers, mountains, and the cosmos to flowers, trees, and buzzing mosquitoes.
His creations could be ethereal or subtle.
Anything he desired could take shape.
It all felt like a dream, yet it was undeniably real.
He had become the sovereign of this world, a realm born from his own consciousness.
His thoughts began to wander, diverging in ways he hadn't anticipated, and soon his consciousness started to meld with this world.
His mental strength grew steadily, expanding and intensifying over time, while his soul became ever purer. This world fused with Evan, his spirit and its essence intertwining until they were one, inseparable.
With every fragment of the world he shaped, his spirit grew clearer, more refined.
Before long, his soul reached a state of pristine purity.
When his well of inspiration ran dry, he turned to embellishing the world.
As an otaku in his past life, his mind drifted—almost instinctively—to anime.
Evan thought of Ram and Rem, Roxy, Alice, Rikka Takanashi, and countless others.
Could he, perhaps, bring these characters to life?
But in that moment, the world remained still, offering no response.
It was as though it had fallen into a speechless hush.
Perplexed, Evan scratched his head. His dream of turning his two-dimensional waifu into reality was so close—how could he give up now?
He focused harder, imagining every detail of his two-dimensional wife, starting with her attire. Maid outfits, naturally—they all wore them. White stockings, with their pure and flawless charm, paired with black-and-white maid dresses that carried an irresistible allure. This was the style he adored.
He loved white stockings.
Yet still, nothing happened.
Confused, Evan glanced around.
The surroundings began to blur, and not only did his waifu fail to materialize, but the world itself started to crumble.
In an instant, everything dissolved into nothingness, fading like bursting bubbles.
Then, amid the vanishing white expanse, he spotted a glowing orb.
The orb was concealed deep within—what kind of world hid another sphere beneath its surface?
It radiated a soft blue light, gentle and unintrusive.
Evan had a vague hunch about its identity. Could it be the main god's orb?
Curiosity piqued, he stepped forward, eager to approach it.
But it was as if he were rooted in place. No matter how he moved, the distance remained unchanged.
Frowning, Evan watched as the fractured world trembled, its invisible rules stitching themselves back together. Slowly, the gap between him and the glowing orb began to shrink.
Soon, he stood before it.
Tentatively, Evan reached out to touch the orb.
A cold, mechanical voice echoed in his mind the next moment.
[System loading]
[Scanning host identity. Identified as intruder]
[Scan failed due to unknown interference]
[Retrying, please wait]
[Scan failed]
[Initiating host binding]
[Binding failed]
[Reattempting host binding]
[Binding failed]
The two cold, synthetic tones looped relentlessly in Evan's mind, repeating like a broken record nearly a hundred times.
Just as Evan yawned, the monotonous cycle finally broke.
[Identity confirmed: intruder]
[Commencing elimination]
A shiver ran through Evan as the world flipped upside down. A massive eye opened within the shattered realm.
Its gaze was devoid of emotion, silently fixed on Evan.
Behind the menacing eye, faint cries and wails echoed intermittently.
Evan met its stare and blinked instinctively. A wave of dread washed over him, yet the expected pain—or sudden death—never came. Instead, an odd serenity settled in.
After observing him for a moment, the eye slowly closed.
[Elimination failed]
The system's once-impassive voice now carried a hint of disruption.
Evan blinked again. He wanted to laugh, but the sound wouldn't come.
Silence enveloped them—both Evan and the system.
At last, the cold voice resounded once more in his mind.
[System activation successful]
[Your designation: 000]
[Warning: You have been added to the Lord God's blacklist]
[Current permissions: @#¥%]
[Host detected in soul state. World initiating search for host]
[Search successful]
[Initial talent assigned]
[S-level Immaculate Body (Stage 1)]
[Description: After undergoing unknown transformations, your soul has been purified by the world. Congratulations, fortunate host—your soul has attained perfect clarity.]
[Effect: Initial talent at maximum potential]
[Authorization: EX]
[This reincarnation grants two additional talent draws]
[Note: A-level talent probability: 0.01%, B-level: 1%, C-level: 10%, D-level: 20%, E-level: 68.99%]
[Your authority: EX]
[Guaranteed draw: one A-level and one B-level talent]
[A-level: The Fool (Stage 1)]
[Description: The Fool dons vibrant garb, heedless of the cliff before him, striding forth with unwavering confidence. A small white dog yaps at his feet, as if warning him of the drop ahead. Yet the Fool wears a carefree smile, gazing at the distant sky rather than the abyss below, guided by instinct. In his left hand, he holds a white rose, a symbol of pure passion; in his right, a staff with a bundle tied to it—a token of power. Who but the Fool would bind a symbol of authority to a mere sack?]
[Effect: Greatly enhances mental strength capacity]
[B-level: Greed]
[Effect: Significantly boosts combat experience gain]
[Transfer initialized]
A flood of information inundated Evan's mind. Before he could process it all, darkness overtook his vision, and his consciousness slipped away.