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Isekai Inochi Tsukurite

In a world consumed by devastation, "Isekai Inochi Tsukurite" unfolds a narrative centered around its protagonist's remarkable journey. Armed with the power to shape life itself, the protagonist endeavors to craft beings and harness their collective potential to mend a fractured world. These living creations become both the solution and the embodiment of their creator's boundless ingenuity. Amidst the remnants of what was once a thriving realm, the protagonist embarks on a mission to command their creations, rallying them to halt the tide of destruction. Yet, as they wield the strings of life, they grapple with the moral intricacies of manipulation, questioning the limits of their authority over the destinies they've fashioned. Guiding them through this labyrinth of challenges is a steadfast AI companion, an ever-present beacon of insight and support. Together, the protagonist and their AI ally navigate the ruins of civilization, endeavoring to uncover the means to not only breathe life into their world but also to refine their prowess through the acquisition of diverse skills.

Yumekage_Haruka · แฟนตาซี
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45 Chs

Chapter 1: Awakening in the Abyss

Darkness, an abyss of forgotten memories, swallowed him whole. A solitary prompt emerged, a spark against the void.

"All memories deleted. English language package being installed. Please wait."

In desperation, he cried out, "Stop!" Surprisingly, the prompt wavered, the script transformed.

"Interrupted by the user at 53%."

The weight of his decision crashed upon him. "Oh crap, this probably is bad," he muttered, the realization striking like a lightning bolt.

Then, a retort blinked into existence, typed words defying the darkness.

"Starting awakening procedure in the real body."

Confusion melded with adrenaline as the darkness churned, a vortex of movement.

With a gasp, he awoke in a forest, stark naked. Trees towered above, and beneath his feet, a ring of mushrooms beckoned. A fairy ring. He coughed out a laugh, finding humor in his precarious state.

Yet, a prompt stole his attention.

"Skill learned: 'Identify Level 1'."

"What the fudge?" he burst out, incredulous. He stared at the words, then at his leafy surroundings, then back at the prompt.