The first underling

'Hmmm, how should I make them…' I thought while gazing at the sculpting tools in front of me. 'Ah now I know!' I exclaimed. I summoned a two meters high clay lump. The skill told me that I can change its properties once I have done the sculpting.

One thing that I appreciated about the sculpting tool was that when the information was forcefully ingested it taught me how to sculpt. I felt I could sculpt as well as Michelangelo.

I sculpted really fast. It surprised even me. Little by little the clay lump started to look like a human woman with demons horns and wings. It was certainly looked very good. Actually if somebody were to saw her alive on the streets, she would be a head turner.

Once I was done sculpting her, I took out the 'Paper and pen for ultimate story' tool. With it I started writing her settings. This time I wouldn't have to code anything, what a jackpot!

I wrote her backstory and made her excessively loyal to me. She would die for me without a moment's hesitation. I made her really smart, because it would be useful to me, and if wasn't I would just throw her away and make a new doll for my use. I decided to name her Iniz. Although there might be some blank spots in her life story, but with the tool I am about to use on her, those spots will probably be filled with something. If not then I will just have to throw her away and make a new doll.

The tool I took out was the life tool. It had only one job. To breathe life into things. I used it on her, and a flash of light suddenly exploded out from the sculpture then, as if waiting for something it lessened the light it poured out. I knew what I had to do, I grabbed her story that I had written and pushed it inside of her. That moment the white light grew in size. The cla started crumbling unmasking the fair skin below. The light blinded me for a moment.

Then she opened her eyes. She had beautiful golden pupils that would make any man fall in love with her. She then closed her eyes and fell to the ground making her black hair spread out. She was fell apparently asleep.

I said to her "There is no time to sleep, get up and do some work." With an expressionless face I slapped her awake.

She opened her eyes and looked at me with calm eyes. It took a moment for her to realize that she was in front of the 'God' that made her, making great ripples appear in her eyes.

Quickly corrected her posture to a more proper one and said with a voice of deep regret "I am sorry. I didn't realize that I was in front of you, my lord.".

I looked at her for a moment before using the 'permission giver' tool. With it I gave her the right to use the molding tool.

I said in a emotionless voice "Use it."

She quickly answered "May I ask what you mean?"

"The tool. Make me some monsters that you have in you're mind. You should remember all the monsters that were under your father, right?" I said as I turned around to start sculpting some more helpers. "Ah, yes you will be the one in control of making monsters. You should not feel tired for a long time so I hope that you will make lots of monster day and night. Understand." I said with a little threatening voice.

"Y-yes! I will start immediately!" She shouted as she took out some clay and started sculpting.

'Good she understands quickly. Oh yeah, I should test one thing.' I thought and turned towards the hardworking woman. "Could you quickly shout 'Status window!'."

"Y-yes! Of course! STATUS WINDOW!!" She shouted with the loudest voice she could muster and the moment she finished shouting her eyes widened as she said "Lord, what is this?"

"Good it works on you. Congratulations you're the first 'Player'. Once we have done some work, come accompany me on the testing grounds. I have a lot of testing to do." I said while trying to make a smile, but I failed. "Ah yes, what are you're stats? I am quite curious."

"Yes?" She replied while blinking her eyes in confusion.

"You're stats. You can read right? I hope you do or else you're a failure." I said with a little bit of annoyance as the thought that I would have to sculpt another being as carefully as I sculpted her was quite annoying.

"No, I mean yes, my stats are:

Level: 1

Class: ???

Stats:

Str: 14

Agi: 13

Vit: 13

Int: 16

Dex: 13

Luk: 8

Mag: 15

Magic recovery: 0.3

Skills: ???

Special effects: ???

"Hmm I see. A normal persons stats should be around 10." I said while slowly nodding my head.

The girl innocently looked at me and said "Is it good."

I just waved my hand as to tell her to forget about it and walked away without saying anything, leaving her dumbfounded. I picked up my tools and started sculpting.

I thought about what I should sculpt next. I decided to make dokkaebies. They shall be the labrats for the more dangerous experiments. It does not matter what happens to them, since they weren't supposed to be in this world anyway. 'Hmmm should I make some of them the jokers who make some drama happen in the game.' That would be great. If it is so I should not make them see my face, to make me seem like some kind of god. They should have a feeling of worship, what does it feel to worship someone? They will be interesting research material. Yep, better make them live inside the training room.