Progenitor System

How would you feel if you were reborn against your will into a new world? To have that choice ripped away from you by one God or another? I can tell you I was pissed beyond belief at the fact I had the choice taken from me and displayed that anger rather violently. So now I find myself in a new world, living a new life with the people who birthed me. People I do not truly care about. One of only two plus' in this is the fact my parents run a Monster Farm. The second is that I seem to have been granted a sort of System, the Progenitor System. It allows me to Create, Combine or Improve Creatures. This is limited by my Systems level, but it has kept me sane so far. Only time will tell if I will make this new life something worthwhile. (Still a piss poor Synapsis. I'll improve it at a later date.) --------------------------AN--------------------------- This fiction is a hobby, it will be updated only when I feel the urge to write, or the desire. My life, public and private will always take precedence so I will give no release date promises, ever. I do not want, desire, or need those Power Stones people use to vote either. If you like the fiction you like it, if you hate it you hate it. It does not affect me one way or the other. Enjoy.