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Ethereal Creator of Realms

I have this story on Webnovel.com Scribblehub.com Royalroad.com. Besides these websites, I have this on Amazon ---------------------------------------------- Ethereal. A Primordial Storm. A Hyper-Sentient Being? A God? No. But his creations seem to think so? Whole worlds sculpted from his own body. Countless denizens living and breathing on and within his worlds. Immortal Powerful Overseers descended from one born in the Primordial Origin. Massive Guardians Dragons that birthed all dragon-kind. All serving you, all look up to you. Yet you say no, you are not a God. Because I am not. I can be hurt. I can be killed. I have limits. My Power is Finite, not Infinite. Thus I am not a god. I used to think It was only me in the void, but I am not alone.

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BK 1: Chapter 50 First Ascension

The Zwei Tribe soon became known as the dragon tribe and as years passed they grew.

More dragonkin were born and mixed with the general populace, as the village became a town, then a city.

The city expanded more villages under it that became towns and then the old dragon Zeicus left.

When asked why he simply said, "You don't need me anymore."

By that time he had long stopped producing dragonkin with the human women and most carried the blood of dragons in their veins.

These human containing dragon blood looked just like any other human, except when feeling intense emotions their eyes became like those of a dragon.

These humans often had blue eyes, exceptional talent with mana, and great physical prowess, sometimes being able to manipulate gravity or other abilities.

As the centuries passed more and more nations and chiefdoms showed up on Myth.

As their power grew the dragon tribe surpassed them, becoming known as The Dragon Nation and later The Dragon Empire, as they conquered others.

Waka saw all this and lived on striving toward ever high mana cultivation stages.

His lifespan growing with each stage.

Little did he know that someone had already far surpassed anyone else in their cultivation stage.

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On Origin not too far off the western coast of the western continent, a single man sat on a mountain, cultivating.

He had reached the 99th stage of mana cultivation and is on the way towards reaching the never before reached 100th stage.

Opening his eyes mana flowed out from them a visible aura of mana around his entire body.

He had done it he had reached the 100th stage but his mana was so high it was overflowing from his body he couldn't contain it, his body rapidly became more powerful.

However, at this rate, he would soon again be at the 99th stage.

He reached out grabbing control of all the mana that had escaped and brought it back into him while doing his best to keep any more from flowing out.

He used his will and after reabsorbing his mana he kept pressing it down more and more until finally, the mana condensed into Mystical Mana.

He did it he has finalized the 100th stage and his lifespan is now 310 decillion years.

He was practically immortal.

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All over the thirteen world's overseers turned their eyes toward him.

For a mortal had just ascended to a god.

Ethereal shifted his eyes towards the ascendant, Donovan Brightspear, and despite not having a mouth, he smiled.