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My All-Creation System

You never expect to be the one thrown into the craziness that you see in the stories. At least, that is, until it happens to you. - Vance This is a story about a "normal" guy thrown into another world with an extraordinary power. The power of All Creation. Watch as he uses his power to become extraordinarily powerful, and play around in the multiverse. Follow Vance, and company's, journey through other worlds as he gradually becomes the most powerful being in existence

Xtremejetpack · Fantasy
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137 Chs

The Hunt is Ending

After leaving the cave, Vance teleported to the base that was overhead.

"Hey girls. I know where those guy's main base is. Plus, I got a new pet."

Saying this, he showed them the small baby rat that he had taken with him.

"Wowow! Sir Vance, it's cute. Is it a boy or a girl."

"Uhhhhh. I don't know. I didn't check."

Saying this, Vance used his appraisal and checked whether the rat was male or female.

"It's a girl."

As Vance said this, the girls gathered around to look at the sleeping baby rat. The rat was sleeping on Vance's palm, and seemed very comfortable.

"Master, have you named it?"

"No. It was a quick decision, so I haven't really thought much about it."

"Well you should put some thought into it Master."

"I will. But for now, let's end this hunt. It's taking way longer than it should have."

Saying this, Vance created a small area for the baby rat to sleep while he dealt with his hunt. He made it so that it produced a small amount of mana for the rat to consume. After doing this, Vance set the flying base towards the enemy hideouts. A short while later he arrived at one such hideout. While Vance had decided to acquire skills other than magic, at the moment, magic was all he had to work with. Thus, he used Mind Magic to acquire memories from the people in the base, he then made sure their were no captives, and wiped out the base. The flying base began to move from hideout to hideout, continuing the same process, occasionally freeing the people who weren't there by their own will. As this process continued to repeat all the way until they made it what seemed to be a broken down fortress.

"This is... a pretty stereotypical evil plotting place. Like as much as I like the idea of turning a ruin into a really cool base, out of all places they could've chosen, they chose here. And didn't even bother to clean the place up. Like c'mon. This is ridiculous."

"Mr. Vance, why do you have such a strong opinion on this?"

"I don't know, I'm a bit cranky. But I gotta get this out of the way anyway. Take care of the little rat for me. I'll be right back."

Saying this, in an attempt to look cool, Vance hopped off of the edge of the base backwards.

"Man I'm cool. Now, it's time for the hunt to end."