I step into the void and begin to cultivate.
One hundred and fifty thousand years pass in what feels like an instant, and I finally reach the Divine Child Realm. Now, I can leave this world—or grow a hundred thousand times larger than it—or even destroy it entirely if I'm not careful.
A million years later, I ascend to the Divine Ancestral Realm. I can't remain on this world anymore; my existence alone overwhelms it. I need to move on.
Nine thousand years after that, in the middle of a minor breakthrough, the system's voice echoes in my mind.
"Host has exceeded maximum strength capability. Now evolving host."
The next moment, I find myself transformed into a dragon—my body spanning the size of five thousand multiverses.
"What… why am I a dragon now, System?" I ask.
The system answers, "You are too powerful for this world. You will now oversee this world—and countless others—from another plane of existence. Until then, you must evolve to accommodate your new power."
A million years drift by.
Now, I can strip entire universes of their fundamental concepts—time, space, even dimensionality itself. If something happens, I can simply say it didn't, or that it happened differently, and reality obeys, reshaping itself instantly—even if the event has already passed.
I can see everything—every moment, every world—across what I once thought was the multiverse. But looking closer, I realize it's far larger than that; here, even a single "world" is the size of a universe.
System Notification:
"The system has evolved to accommodate the host."
"You're back," I say. "Can you help me out of this void now?"
"Yes."
In the blink of an eye, I'm standing in the depths of outer space. Universes and solar systems drift around me like distant lanterns.
"System, can I create an avatar—something that will let me return to my world and be with my wife and son again?"
"You can do anything now. I cannot deny you anything anymore. I am now your servant, here to help you grow even stronger. You are omnipotent within this multiverse."
"Then do it," I command. "Make me an avatar. I'm going home."
To be continued…