Luke was feeling great—no, more than great. He was euphoric. His dream, the one he had clung to during countless hours of mundane existence, was finally coming true. Standing atop the highest peak in his newly created realm, he looked out over the luxurious sect he had built with his own hands—or rather, with the power of the system at his command. The sight was nothing short of awe-inspiring, and he couldn't help but feel a profound sense of accomplishment. This was his creation, his sanctuary, and soon, it would become the strongest sect in the entire multiverse.
The system had gifted him with more than just a grand vision; it had given him the ability to make that vision a reality. As the owner of the realm, Luke had the power to teleport anywhere within it in an instant. With just a thought, he could be anywhere, see anything, and know exactly what was happening across the entire realm. This omnipresence was more than just convenient—it was a critical advantage. In the event of an attack, he could be anywhere, leading his disciples, fortifying defenses, or confronting enemies directly.
Not that he expected any enemies to breach his realm. The system had assured him that it was impossible for anyone to enter unless they were a member of the sect or had been granted permission by Luke himself.
Feeling a surge of pride and contentment, Luke decided to explore his new home further. With a mere thought, he teleported to his courtyard, the private domain he had crafted for himself atop the first peak. The moment he arrived, he was struck by the sheer beauty and luxury of the place.
The courtyard was built on the edge of a cliff, offering a breathtaking view of the vast world below. Half of the area was taken up by a spiritual pond, designed like an infinity pool, its waters shimmering with a soft, ethereal glow. The pond extended out over the edge of the cliff, giving the illusion that it stretched out into the sky itself. The rest of the courtyard was an exquisitely designed open space, a perfect blend of nature and luxury, where every detail had been meticulously crafted to create an atmosphere of tranquility and peace.
In the center of the courtyard stood a magnificent cherry tree, planted on a small island in the middle of the pond. The tree's branches spread wide, their pink blossoms cascading down like a gentle rain of petals. The blossoms covered nearly the entire courtyard and extended out over the pond, their reflection shimmering on the water's surface. The sight was almost otherworldly, a perfect blend of nature's beauty and the serenity of the spiritual energy that filled the realm.
Luke blinked and, in an instant, he was on the small island, standing beneath the cherry tree. He reached out and placed his hand on the trunk, feeling the rough texture of the bark beneath his fingers. The touch grounded him, bringing a sense of reality to everything that had happened. A lot had changed in a very short time—too much, perhaps. Part of him still struggled to believe that this was all real, that he wasn't just trapped in some elaborate dream or hallucination. But as he stood there, breathing in the fresh, fragrant air, feeling the spiritual energy coursing through him, he knew that this was no illusion.
Everything was real.
Luke closed his eyes and took a deep breath, letting the tranquility of the moment wash over him. The sound of the water lapping gently against the island, the soft rustling of the cherry blossoms as they fell onto the pond's surface, and the faint hum of spiritual energy in the air—all of it combined to create a perfect sense of peace. He needed this, a moment to collect himself, to process everything that had happened.
He had died. He had been reborn. He had gained power beyond his wildest dreams. And now, he stood at the beginning of a new journey, one that would take him to heights he had never imagined. But for now, in this moment, all he wanted to do was enjoy the peace of his new world. He watched as the pink leaves drifted down onto the pond, creating ripples that spread out across the water's surface.
This was his sect. His dream.
"System, thank you for choosing me," Luke said, his voice carrying a mix of gratitude and awe. He had come to terms with the surreal nature of his new reality, and despite the system's cold, factual tone, he felt a deep appreciation for the opportunity that had been thrust upon him.
[Host, it was just luck. I never chose anybody,] the system responded, its words blunt and devoid of emotion.
Luke couldn't help but smile at the response. "Still, thank you," he said softly, a warmth spreading through his chest. Luck or not, he had been given a chance that many would only dream of—a chance to build, to protect, to thrive in a multiverse filled with untold wonders and dangers.
The multiverse was no joke, especially if all those fictional worlds he had once fantasized about were real. The thought both thrilled and terrified him. He knew he needed to be prepared for anything. To protect his sect, to ensure its growth and safety, he would have to understand the true scope of power that existed across the multiverse. His mind raced as he considered the possibilities, the threats, and the challenges that lay ahead.
"System, what are the power levels of the multiverse?" he asked, his tone serious.
[Grades are universal and will apply to everything]
1. F Grade & E Grade - Human & Peak Human
2. D Grade - Block level
3. C Grade - City Level
4. B Grade - Multiple cities level
5. A Grade - Single State level
6. S Grade - Multiple States level
7. SS Grade - Country level
8. SSS Grade - Continent Level
9. EX Grade - Planet Level
10. Mythic - Solar System Level
11. Legend- Galaxy Level
12. God - Supercluster Level
13. Primordial- Universal Level
14. Origin- Multiversal Level
15. ?
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