Ravi Patel died mid-rant about isekai clichés—crushed by a runaway truck plastered with anime decals of "The Eminence in Shadow" and "Re:Zero." The driver leaned out the window, tossing a manga volume titled "How to Die Tragically in 10 Seconds" onto Ravi's corpse.
"If I get isekai'd, I better be the final boss," Ravi thought, blood trickling from his lips. "Or better yet… the guy who writes the final boss."
The world dissolved into static, and a pop-up appeared:
[Achievement Unlocked: "Most Meta Isekai Death 2025."]
Admin Privileges Unlocked
Ravi awoke floating in a void, a glowing menu seared into his vision:
[Welcome, Ravi Patel.
Role: Primordial Creator
Permissions: Reality Editing (Unlimited), Time Manipulation (Beta), Harem Customization (Pending)
A holographic woman materialized—Nyx, the Narrative Administrator. Her voice dripped with sarcasm. "Congratulations! You've inherited a buggy world. Fix it… or scrap it. I'll be napping."
She tossed him a cosmic remote control and vanished.
Ravi smirked. "Time to go full Shadowbroker."
[New Objective: "Recruit Main Cast (Harem) Before the Plot Notices You."]
Ravi spawned into a war-torn valley where knights fought bone dragons. He snapped his fingers.
[Chrono-Edit Activated: Time paused for all except user.]
The world froze—spears mid-air, dragon fire crystallized. Ravi strolled through the battlefield, redesigning his outfit into a black-and-gold coat with a hood.
"Let's add… a theme song." He composed orchestral metal blaring from the sky.
Unpausing time, he declared: "Rejoice, mortals! The Creator has arrived to… uh, fix your plot holes!"
A knight screamed, "Demigod!"
A dragon sneered, "Edgelord."
Ravi pointed. "Delete."
The dragon pixelated into confetti.
*[System Alert: "Achievement Unlocked: 'First Deletion (No Regrets).']
In the frozen battlefield, Ravi spotted Liora, a silver-armored knight kneeling in prayer, her sword embedded in a demon's skull. Blood streaked her face, but her eyes burned with defiance.
[Character Bio: Liora von Astra – Paladin of the Shattered Dawn. Last survivor of her order. Tragic backstory: 10/10. Loyalty: Max.]
Ravi unpaused time around her.
"Who… what are you?" Liora gasped, her voice trembling.
"Your scriptwriter," Ravi said, summoning a holy aura. "Join me, and I'll rewrite your tragedy into an epic."
Tears welled in her eyes. "I pledge my blade to you, Creator!"
[Harem +1: Knight of Eternal Dawn added.]
"Cool. First minion acquired," Ravi thought. "Now, let's give her a glow-up."
He snapped his fingers. Liora's armor shimmered, reforged into sleek platinum plates etched with starlight. Her sword erupted in holy flames.
Liora gasped. "This power…!"
"Basic starter pack," Ravi said. "Wait till you see the DLC."
Ravi Chrono-Edited himself to a burning forest, where a sorceress, Sylva, dueled a corrupt noble's army. Her crimson magic lashed wildly, scorching her own arm as she screamed in rage.
[Character Bio: Sylva Irkalla – Crimson Sorceress. Seeks revenge against the kingdom that executed her family. Angst Level: Off the charts. Tsundere Potential: 90%.]
Ravi paused time, healed her wounds, and redesigned her tattered robes into a sleek, crimson battle-dress with thigh-high boots.
Unpausing, Sylva stared at her healed body. "What trickery is this?!"
"Not trickery—divine intervention," Ravi said, posing dramatically. "Serve me, and I'll make your revenge a blockbuster."
She narrowed her eyes. "Prove it."
Ravi smirked. With a flick of his wrist, the noble's army froze. He tossed Sylva a dagger. "Your move."
She plunged the blade into the noble's heart, her laughter echoing through the ashes. "Fine. But I'm not calling you 'Lord.'"
[Harem +1: Crimson Retribution added.]
Ravi Chrono-Edited himself into a cursed library, its shelves stretching into infinity. Chains bound Kaela, a vampire with ink-stained fingers, to an ancient tome.
[Character Bio: Kaela Nocturne – Immortal Vampire Scholar. Imprisoned for 500 years for "knowing too much." Sarcasm: Lv. 99. Secretly a romance novel addict.]
"Another would-be god?" Kaela rolled her eyes. "Pass. I've read this trope."
"But what if I set you free?" Ravi deleted her chains and redesigned the library into a cozy gothic café with a *"24/7 Blood Latte"* menu.
Kaela blinked. "…Okay, that's new. What's the catch?"
"Join my secret org, wear a cool uniform, and mock my enemies."
She sighed. "Deal. But I want a cat familiar. And no team-building exercises."
[Harem +1: Sarcastic Vampire Librarian added.]
Ravi snapped his fingers. A black cat with glowing red eyes materialized, curling around Kaela's shoulders.
"I'll name you Edgar," she said. "After the poet who wrote about suffering. Fitting."
Ravi gathered his harem in a pocket dimension—a floating castle with neon-lit torches and a throne room playing lo-fi beats.
"Welcome to the Eclipsed Sanctum," he announced. "Our mission: manipulate the world's events from the shadows, look insanely cool, and collect plot armor."
Liora saluted. "Understood, Creator!"
Sylva crossed her arms. "This is a cult, isn't it?"
Kaela sipped blood-red tea. "Worse—a self-aware cult."
Ravi grinned. "Exactly. Now, let's test your upgrades."
He snapped his fingers, summoning a holographic training ground.
The Sanctum shook as Ravi spawned a horde of pixelated demons.
Liora charged, her holy sword cleaving monsters into light. "For the Creator!"
Sylva unleashed crimson firestorms, cackling. "Burn, you NPCs!"
Kaela lounged on a floating couch, sipping tea as Edgar the cat batted demons away. "This is beneath me."
Ravi watched, grinning. "Perfect. Now for phase two…"
He Chrono-Edited the simulation, morphing the demons into giant teddy bears.
Sylva froze. "…What the hell are these?"
"Psychological warfare," Ravi said. "No one expects murderous plushies."
In a parallel timeline, the Demon King reviewed security footage of Ravi deleting his dragon.
"WHO IS THIS CLOWN?!" he roared, shattering his obsidian throne.
His advisor, a sentient skull named Yorick, replied, "He's the beta tester of reality. Also, he stole your soundtrack."
The Demon King growled. "Cancel his subscription to life."
Yorick sighed. "We tried. He has admin privileges."
Ravi's victory lap ended abruptly when the sky flickered. Nyx's voice echoed:
"FYI: You're not the only Creator. There's a System Moderator coming. Try not to die~"
The ground shattered. A girl in a programmer hoodie fell from a rift, clutching a laptop labeled "World Edit ver. 2.0."
Ravi grinned. "Player Two has entered the game."
The girl glared, her cursor blinking ominously. "Error detected: Unauthorized User. Commencing… Reality Overwrite."