Chapter 3:
I got reincarnated with a very very very OP skill and become the god of my own world
The first was Aiyumi, an elf whose gentle soul carried the power of creation and dreams. Her touch could give form to the formless, and her breath painted life upon the void.
The second was Mizuki, a human who ruled over the cycle of day and night. Her eyes reflected both the dawn and the dusk, bringing balance to light and shadow.The third was Koharu, another human, gifted with command over the basic elements — flame that danced like life, and water that flowed like time itself.
The fourth was Kouryo, the golden dragon of wisdom and might. His roar echoed through the heavens, and his words carried the weight of countless ages.The fifth was Hayato, a dwarf warrior whose mastery over all weapons was said to rival the gods themselves. His spirit blazed with courage that could never fade.
The sixth was Justar, a human who embodied justice itself — unshaken, unwavering, unyielding. His presence brought order where chaos dared to bloom.
The seventh was Takeshi, a man of boundless knowledge and the grace of a swordmaster. To him, every swing of his blade was a form of wisdom, every strike a lesson.These were the Seven Entities, the pillars of creation who stood beside Ren, each with a destiny that would shape the cosmos itself.
The Birth of WorldsAges passed like dreams beneath the stars.
From the moment the Seven took form, eight planets beyond Paradise began to stir.Mountains rose, oceans breathed, and winds carried whispers of new life.
Each world reflected the presence of the Seven — different lands, different skies, and races born from divine echoes.
Some resembled their creators: elves, humans, dragons, and dwarves.
Others were strange and wondrous, formed from mana and imagination alone.
Time flowed uncounted.
Life flourished. Civilizations emerged — villages became cities, cities became kingdoms.
Laws were written, banners were raised, and people looked up at the stars… wondering who had shaped their fate.
Then, the mortals discovered mana — the invisible essence that bound all life.
Through mana, they learned to cast magic, shaping the world with the same power that once created them.
And as their knowledge grew, so did their ambition.
Through ancient portals left by Ren’s creation, they caught sight of Paradise, shimmering like a beacon of divinity.
“That is where our god dwells,” they said.
“We must reach it.”
Driven by faith and fear, they gathered their armies and stepped into Paradise.
But when strangers from distant stars met for the first time —war was born.
The War of Nine Worlds
The flames of battle consumed the lands of Paradise.
Nine worlds burned — eight of mortals and one of gods.
Ren watched from his throne, sorrow clouding his once-bright eyes.
“It’s better if we stop this war,” he murmured softly.
Kouryo, the golden dragon, spoke with calm wisdom.
“These mortals fight for their beliefs and ideals. They must learn from their mistakes. We should not interfere.”
Justar crossed his arms, nodding.
“He’s right. They’ve turned blind faith into conflict. Every race has its own world — with enough for all — yet they crave more.”
Takeshi agreed in silence, his gaze heavy with disappointment.
But Koharu lowered her head.
“They fight because they believe Paradise belongs to their god,” she whispered sadly.
Mizuki and Aiyumi’s voices trembled with anger.
“If they truly believe that, then why are they destroying it? They’ve only defiled what they claim to revere!”
Ren closed his eyes.
His voice was quiet, but it carried through every world.
“Those who pull the strings of this war — the ones hidden behind walls of power — are the true sinners. Kouryo, Justar… bring justice to them. Let the innocent know peace once more.”
At his command, the war came to an end.
The skies cleared. The lands healed.
Peace returned to the worlds — fragile, yet beautiful.
And thus began a new era —
the dawn of harmony between gods and mortals,and the first chapter in the story of Ren and his Creations.
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