I stood before a vast, pitch-black core—so massive I felt like an ant before a god. Within its depths, galaxies of blank cores drifted in silent isolation.
But one of them pulsed.
It wasn't empty.
Shaped like a Yin-Yang symbol, it gleamed with a brilliant, star-like glow. The words escaped my lips before I realized it.
**"Galaxy of cores…"**
I was entranced. Then, a silent force wrapped around me, dragging me out of the vision and back to reality.
---
**\[Race Change Complete]**
**\[Touch Learned]**
**\[Origin Eyes Gained]**
**\[Origin Core Awakened]**
**+10 Physique**
**+10 Strength**
**+5 Mana**
**+100 Origin**
---
My eyes snapped open.
The woman who tried to steal my sword was gone.
Bones cracked and reshaped as I slowly sat up. A familiar voice echoed in my mind—Inerous.
**\[Congratulations on becoming the Origin Eater.]**
Then the system screen materialized:
---
**\[The One Who Devoured the Origin Whale]**
**\[As the first Origin Eater and first offspring of Origin, you've been granted the title: *Father of Origin.*]**
---
*Father of Origin…*
I frowned. *What exactly is Origin?*
As if in response, multicolored threads appeared—stretched across the world like a hidden web. I reached for them. My fingers passed through—real yet unreal, visible but untouchable.
Shapes formed within the strands—beasts, monsters, entities unknown. None approached. Heads bowed low, as if in reverence.
**Tina.**
She peeked from my shirt and nuzzled my cheek. I placed her gently on my palm. Within her chest, a green flame flickered—life, essence.
**"This is the source…"**
My gaze dropped through the earth itself—and suddenly, I stood before a **cyan flame**, breathing, pulsing, alive. Threads of every element swirled around it in chaotic harmony.
**"World Core…"**
Then it struck me.
A crushing weight slammed down. My lungs compressed, vision blurred. It felt like the world itself had turned against me.
**"Is this how I die again?"**
System alerts chimed:
---
**+20 Mana**
**+20 Mana**
**+20 Mana**
**+20 Mana**
**+20 Mana**
**+100 Fire Affinity**
**+100 Water Affinity**
**+100 Earth Affinity**
**+100 Wind Affinity**
---
My body glowed—shifting red, blue, brown, and white as elemental energy surged through my veins. The pressure lifted slightly.
A voice like the wind whispered,
**"It's an honor to house the Child of Origin."**
I turned. No one. Then I looked down.
A small girl with twin blue pigtails stood at my feet, glowing faintly. Her presence radiated authority.
"Sorry," I muttered, scratching my head. "Didn't see you there."
She pouted.
**"Child of Origin, you're so disrespectful."**
Then she reached up, gently cupped my face, and kissed my forehead.
The world shattered.
---
I returned to the meditative space before my Origin Core.
As I had suspected—**six cores** now orbited it, spinning like planets: water, fire, earth, wind—elemental forces embodied.
**"This is insane… I actually have mana."**
A grin split my face.
I focused, willing mana to flow. Cyan energy surged outward. I tried summoning a fireball—nothing.
*Tch. Crude method.*
Instead, I drew from the fire core directly, letting the strings of mana interweave. The moment I redirected the energy—
Flames erupted from my palm.
I snuffed it out before I could roast myself.
Next, I began channeling an old technique from my past life—my masterpiece:
**Galaxy Gathering.**
A black hole-inspired pull that devoured all energy around it.
The trait core spun first. One by one, the others joined in orbit—devouring ambient energy.
Hours passed in focused stillness.
Then I opened my eyes.
---
### \[STATUS]
**Name:** Dax Godfall
**Race:** Origin Eater
**Level:** 2
**Title:** Father of Origin
**Bloodline:** None
**Elemental Affinity:** Fire, Water, Earth, Air
**Traits:** Origin Devourer, Synthesis
**Attributes:**
Strength: 15
Intelligence: 20
Mana: 105
Aura: 0
Agility: 5
Physique: 11
Dexterity: 2
Luck: -1
Origin: 100
**Skills:** Air Step, Touch, Origin Eyes
**Meditation Art:** Dark Gathering
*A technique that keeps the core in constant absorption.*
**Origin Eyes:** See all traces of origin. *(Nothing escapes its gaze.)*
**Touch:** Interact with anything visible.
**Father of Origin:** Dominate the strings of Origin. Father of ####.
---
"Tch… this system just keeps feeding my madness."
I reread the title: **Father of Origin**.
"I guess I'll keep the name."
I stood, stretching as my bones snapped like the chords of a rebirth symphony.
I activated **Origin Eyes**—threads exploded into my vision, painting the world in luminous strands.
Where the mana was dense… powerful beasts waited.
I turned the other way—toward peace.
Soon, the sound of water trickled through the air.
**"A stream."**
But I wasn't alone.
Six goblins crowded the stream, bone knives in their crude hands.
Hiding in the underbrush, I grabbed a stone and hurled it—striking one square in the skull.
**"Teru Ilak,"** it snarled, pointing toward me.
It crept closer.
As its hand brushed the bush—I yanked it in and rammed my sword into its chest.
**"Store."**
My eyes locked onto the next target. I willed my sword to float.
**"Pierce."**
It shot forward, impaling the second goblin like a guided missile.
**"Kirik Targulag!"** the largest one howled.
Then—something strange.
A white orb floated out from the goblin's corpse. It cracked—releasing a strange energy.
The other goblins' bodies surged with light. Their veins glowed like lightning paths.
Their eyes burned with unnatural glow.