Vaughn's mind buzzed as the System interface shimmered into view. He lay in his crib, the faint hum of the world's Nexus System in the background, but his attention was locked on the private screen only he could see.
[Host,] the Store System's mechanical voice echoed in his mind, [Based on your recent acquisitions, the following synergistic upgrades are recommended.]
Vaughn raised a brow. "Upgrades, huh? Show me."
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[Adaptive Sovereign Physique]
Tier: Mythic
Description: The host's body becomes a fully conscious, self-optimizing organism.
Instinctive Response: Muscles, bones, and nerves will move before conscious thought if danger is detected — even dangers outside normal perception.
Full Control: The host can manipulate every cell, reshaping muscles, bones, or even organ function at will.
Adaptive Immunity: Absolute adaptiveness to poisons, curses, physical, mental, soul, devine damage, invasive cc, or so on.
Note: The longer it takes the less damage it gets.
Clone Genesis: Host canform Bloodforged Avatars — perfect replicas created from a drop of blood, carrying 100% of the host's power, knowledge, growth at the same time, and abilities (except inventory items). Upon dispersal, all memories, instincts, and experiences gained by the clone transfer instantly to the host. This transfer cannot be intercepted, erased, or corrupted.
Warning: Bloodforged Avatars are living entities and can exist indefinitely unless recalled.
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Vaughn whistled low. "That's… absurdly broken. I'll take it."
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The interface shimmered and shifted again.
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[Ocular Void Nexus]
Tier: Mythic
Description: An omnidirectional sensory system anchored in the host's bloodline.
• Detects all life, energy, and intent within 100 planetary radii.
• Can perceive dimensional distortions, stealth, illusions, and hidden enemies without fail.
• Predictive Threat Mapping — calculates hostile actions before they happen.
• Expands to universal scale as the host grows.
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Then came another listing, its description longer than most.
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[Cortex Acceleration]
Tier: Transcendent
Description: Enhances the host's cognitive speed and multidimensional thinking.
• Host can process trillions of calculations per second.
• Can split attention into multiple conscious "threads" without loss of awareness.
• Time perception can be slowed to 0.0001x in critical moments.
• Perfect mental retention and analysis of any seen or experienced event.
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"Guess I'll never be caught off-guard in conversation again," Vaughn smirked.
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The next entry was wrapped in runes older than the interface itself.
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[Primordial Spirit Root]
Tier: Mythic
Description: The ultimate foundation for cultivation — forged before the birth of the first world.
• Infinite potential growth with no bottlenecks.
• Manipulate, absorbs and refines any form of energy, from mana and qi to cosmic radiation and divine essence.
• Automatically converts energy into optimal form for the host.
• Perfect compatibility with all cultivation techniques.
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The list scrolled, revealing something completely different — not a weapon, not a structure, but a lifeform.
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[Nyx, the Aether Devourer]
Tier: Mythic Beast
Form 1: Small, fox-like creature with shadowy fur, silver eyes, and faint glowing patterns. Highly intelligent, capable of speech and complex thought.
Form 2: A colossal, draconic predator formed from condensed darkness, able to consume energy, magic, and matter itself.
Note:Form is just like a skin or disgust not a skill.
• Can open personal rifts to transport instantly anywhere the host can sense.
• Bonded directly to the host's soul — death in one means severe harm to the other.
• Learns and evolves alongside the host without limit.
• Stores itself in the Genesis Void Dimension, able to enter or exit at will.
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The final item pulsed like a miniature sun.
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[Eternal Ascendance Pill]
Tier: Ancient
Description: Instantly and permanently increases and keep boosting all aspects of the host's being — physical strength, mental capacity, spiritual depth, and energy reserves — by 500%.
• Unlocks latent genetic potential.
• Repairs hidden flaws in body, mind, and soul.
• Allows immediate adaptation to future breakthroughs without instability.
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"Perfect," his thought. "Let them come."
With a thought, the purchase confirmed. He bought them all without hesitation. A low hum spread through his body. His skin prickled, muscles tensed, and his senses exploded outward like a newborn star.
The System chimed one last time.
[Integration Complete.]
[Host is now fully combat-capable. Survival probability in all scenarios: 100%.]
As soon as the pain was gone he started creating bloodforged avatars. A sharp pulse ran through his veins, and a single droplet of crimson floated above his palm. It stretched, twisted, and took shape until another Vaughn — perfectly identical — stood before him in the crib.
"Your job's simple," Vaughn said, sending the thought directly into the clone's mind. Making sure it knows his plan. "Stay here. Breathe. Move just enough so no one suspects. I'll be gone for a while."
The clone nodded without expression, settling into the blanket like nothing had changed.
Vaughn smiled, holding the tiny fox in his hands as it yawned and opened its silver eyes.
Energy surged, vision expanded, and every sound in the Void Dimension sharpened to crystalline clarity.
He could feel the rhythm of EVE-9's artificial heartcore, he could feel every grain of sand in the Void Dimension, every flicker of Model A-7's artificial heartcore, the silent hum of the dimension's boundaries, even Nyx's low grumble as he curled up in his lap.
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The moment Vaughn's awareness left the real world, the darkness of the Genesis Void Dimension wrapped around him.
It was vast — infinite plains under a black sky, swirling with pale auroras. The air shimmered, heavy with power.
A metallic voice greeted him.
"Welcome back, Master," EVE-9 said, stepping forward with that impossibly fluid grace. His humanoid form glinted faintly in the starlight, a perfect blend of sinewy and machinery.
From the shadows, a small black fox with silver eyes padded into view and leapt into Vaughn's arms. "You're late," Nyx muttered, tail flicking. "I was about to take a nap because of bored, sleeping is the only choice here. They aren't talking."
"My bad lazy guy. You haven't even here for an hour." Vaughn shot back.
"It's called meditation, hairless cub," Nyx replied.
"So… what now?" Nyx asked lazily. "Are we conquering worlds or just sitting here polishing your ego?"
"Neither," Vaughn said. "First, I get used to what I can do. Then… maybe we polish your ego instead."
EVE-9 tilted his head. "Shall I prepare combat drones for sparring? Or would you prefer dimensional stability tests?"
"Both," Vaughn replied. "Let's make this place feel like home."
For the next while, the three of them wandered the Genesis Void Dimension — testing terrain shaping, summoning training dummies, rearranging sky patterns, and even creating a floating island just for Nyx to nap on.
It wasn't an important day.
But it was his first day truly free inside a place that belonged to him alone.
And for Vaughn, that was worth more than any treasure.
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Vaughn created a piece of land for him to fly, when he stepped into that piece of land in Genesis Void Dimension, the air was still and perfect, carrying no scent of dust, no hint of age — only infinite potential. In front of him stretched a vast, emerald-green land with a glass-smooth lake reflecting a sky that shifted between dawn and dusk in slow, dreamlike cycles. It was his creation, but it was far from complete.
Eve-9, the tall, broad-shouldered construct with a craftsman's precision, stepped forward and surveyed the land like a seasoned architect. Model A-7 adjusted the spectacles perched on his mechanical nose bridge — an unnecessary affectation, but one that made him look like an eternal librarian. Nyx, silent as a shadow, tilted his head toward the horizon, scanning for where defenses might be needed.
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Main Residence (The Heartstone Manor)
Vaughn began with a home — a sprawling two-story manor made of pale marble and blackened steel beams that shimmered faintly under the shifting light. The outer walls bore engravings of constellations and mana runes, giving it an ancient-meets-modern elegance.
Eve-9 set the foundation by manifesting obsidian bricks one by one from Vaughn's provided materials, polishing each until they reflected like mirrors. The roof was made of mana-glass shingles, turning transparent at night to reveal the false sky.
Inside: an atrium with floating chandeliers of condensed light, and a spiral staircase wrapping around a crystal pillar.
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The Grand Library
For this, Vaughn accessed the system — there was no instant "download" for books. He had to click the Search tab, type "books," and sift through endless categories: arcane arts, medical knowledge, engineering, cultivation techniques, histories of lost realms, and methods.
He bought them all, one after another, his inventory filling until it felt almost absurd.
Model A-7 organized them by subject:
• 1st Floor – Basic education & common knowledge
• 2nd Floor – Mana theory, cultivation manuals (Common-elite tier)
• 3rd Floor – Medical sciences, alchemy
• 4th Floor – Engineering, formation arrays ( rare-epic)
• 5th Floor – Mythic records & forbidden tomes (locked behind a seal Vaughn keyed to his presence)
Shelves were carved from living mana-wood, slowly adjusting their shape to fit the books exactly. Nyx occasionally drifted by, checking that no dangerous cursed book tried to "wake."
White mana-stone walls, enchanted for sterilization. Healing beds that glowed softly, repairing wounds with slow, gentle pulses. Eve-9 built it with surgical precision, laying each mana-infused tile until the place felt sacred.
Model A-7 stocked the medical texts from the library's 3rd floor here as quick-reference tomes. Nyx wove subtle barrier runes into the walls to keep disease or plague from ever spreading.
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Cultivation Training Hall
A wide octagonal structure, floor inlaid with qi-conducting silver veins forming a massive yin-yang symbol. Vaughn personally built the meditation platforms, adjusting the surrounding air to cycle between "dense mana fog" and "fresh cleansing wind."
Eve-9 installed gravity-adjustment formations to make body-training possible.
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Combat Arena
An open, circular colosseum of black stone. Walls rose high to muffle the echoes of battle, with seating carved into the rock. Vaughn placed adjustable terrain arrays — one moment it could be a grassy field, the next, a lava-scarred wasteland.
Nyx claimed this as his personal project, setting up an illusory opponent system.
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The Alchemy Dome
Shaped like a giant crystal teardrop, transparent but laced with gold runic filigree. Inside: rows of cauldrons, potion racks, drying shelves for herbs. Eve-9 engineered a ventilation system that cycled clean air without disturbing brewing fumes.
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Blacksmithing Forge
Massive stone structure with twin chimneys. Eternal flame runes powered the forges, able to melt even star-iron. The sound of metal striking echoed like a heartbeat.
Eve-9 seemed most alive here, hammering with rhythmic perfection.
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Formation Workshop
A round hall covered in glowing patterns. Model A-7 took charge here, inscribing precise lines of mana-ink on jade tablets for later use in defensive barriers, teleport gates, and storage arrays.
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The Sect Hall
Modeled after the grand sect headquarters from ancient cultivation stories. Rows of stone steps led up to massive golden doors etched with the name "Genesis Sect." Inside, space expanded impossibly, with side halls for disciples, a central throne seat for the Sect Master (Vaughn, though he just laughed when he saw it).
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Barracks
Military-style housing for summoned guards or potential disciples. Nyx handled this — all gray stone, simple bunks, weapon racks on the walls, with an underground armory.
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Observatory Tower
A needle-like structure reaching into the false heavens, crowned with a mana-glass dome. Inside, a huge crystal lens let them observe constellations — not just of this dimension, but of other worlds Vaughn linked to.
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Agricultural Fields
Terraced farms lined with irrigation channels of flowing spirit water. Eve-9 constructed small wooden sheds for tools. Vaughn planted rare seeds he bought from the system: moon-lotus rice, fire-fruit trees, and cloud-cotton shrubs.
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Dimentional Forest
For hunting practice and resource gathering. Trees bore mana-infused wood, some glowing faintly, others radiating warmth like a campfire.
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Merchant's Plaza
A wide open square with permanent stalls. Vaughn didn't intend to fill them yet, but he imagined one day traders from other worlds might step through the gates.
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Residential Quarters
Small cottages scattered for guests or disciples, each with its own mana-warded perimeter.
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The Healing Springs
A natural-looking pool that glowed faint blue, fed by a waterfall from an illusory cliff. The waters mended injuries and restored qi faster.
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Dimensional Gate Hub
A stone circle with shifting runes, built by Nyx, designed to open portals to other dimensions. Vaughn locked it for now — safety first.
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Map Room
Walls covered in 3D mana maps. A table of enchanted glass that could project battlefield scenarios. It bears not only the map of this dimension. Eve-9 took pride in making this efficient yet beautiful.
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Museum of Relics
A sleek, shadow-lit hall where Vaughn displayed artifacts he bought or found. Model A-7 carefully labeled each with origin and history.
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Hall of Records & Mission
A counterpart to the library, dedicated solely to recording their own history, achievements, and missions for disciples. Nyx volunteered to write here, his handwriting sharp and elegant.
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By the time they finished, the Genesis Void Dimension looked like an entire self-sustaining civilization — a blend of comfort, culture, research, training, and defense. Vaughn stood at the center, smiling faintly.
Not just a home… but a kingdom waiting to grow.