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Power of creation

A boy by the name Chris get a System one day the system destroys the universe And Chris has to rebuild it or make whatever he wants

Red_Mind_god · Fantasy
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My first believer

Chris ventured down to the planet in search of a small village. As he arrived, he witnessed a band of ruthless attackers targeting the defenseless villagers. Determined to help, Chris gracefully soared above the village, capturing the attention of everyone below.

Bandit 1: Look, everyone! Bandit 2: What kind of creature is that, flying through the sky?

(Note: Chris appears human, not like the ancient ones.)

Chris: How dare you! Referring to me as a peculiar creature!

Fury consumed Chris as he summoned his magical prowess, commanding the very fabric of nature to unleash a tempest of powerful winds and electrifying lightning. Every bolt found its mark, striking down the bandits one by one. Amid the chaos, Chris declared:

Chris: I am your creator! How dare they show such disrespect!

Fear gripped the villagers, but as the storm subsided, the radiant sun reemerged, casting its gentle glow upon their faces. Chris stood before them, the embodiment of the one who had brought them salvation.

Chris: Allow me to introduce myself. I am your creator.

Scared Villager 1: You bear no resemblance to the deities we worship in our sacred sanctuaries.

Chris: That's because those deities are figments of your ancestors' imagination.

Scared Villager 1: Then why do you reveal yourself to us now?

Chris: Because I am real, and I have come to aid and guide you. I will impart my knowledge and teachings.

With his magical abilities, Chris mended the broken homes and restored health to the injured villagers. Grateful for his assistance, some villagers constructed a humble shrine. However, Chris declined their offerings, opting instead to teach them the true essence of prayer and assisting them in erecting a grand church.

Chris: As the sun sets tomorrow, I shall unveil the secrets of magic to you.

Villager 1: O divine one, may I seek your wisdom?

Chris: You may ask me any question your heart desires.

Villager 1: You have spoken of magic extensively. What exactly is magic?

Chris: Magic is the mystical force that transcends comprehension, imbued with supernatural wonders. Tomorrow, I shall be your guide in unlocking its mysteries.

(The following day)

Chris awoke, stepping outside his dwelling to find an eager congregation of villagers already assembled, yearning to acquire the knowledge of magic.

(After two hours)

Chris: And thus concludes the foundation of magic and the elemental spells at your disposal.

All villagers: We are immensely grateful!

Chris: Now, carry forth the knowledge of my existence, and let the power of the god accompany you as you demonstrate its might.