PROLOGUE

Ryan looked at the man floating in front of him with a halo on his head. He eyed his surroundings and was shocked to see the majestic marble structure with gold works. He realized that he was in a world of clouds and rainbows with a beautiful sun shining on one side and moon and stars decorating the sky on the other.

A few moments ago he was reminded by the man in front of him who claimed himself to be the god of flames that he had just died a few trillion centuries ago and now it was his time to reincarnate but the place where he was supposed to be reincarnated to has also met its time and now it's up to him whether he wished to be reincarnated into a world that is in his mind or become a saint and live in heavens' paradise.

Honestly, it was quite tempting but Ryan shook his head disciplining his willpower. It was good to spend the rest of eternity in paradise with all sorts of things. Food, entertainment, peace, pleasure everything was there but Ryan knew what he wished for even before he had died.

His heart longed for adventures. Risking his life to set out on a journey that would make his heart pump with excitement. Feeling when death touches you and you escape he wanted that after all he died because of his desire for adventure and now he solely wanted to relive that desire.

"Lord can I ask you a question?" said Ryan. "Ah, it's nothing really important but I'd be honored if you could–"

"Question that I am the god of fire how can I reincarnate you, right?"

Ryan nodded. Wasn't it supposed to be the beautiful goddess of life or something that was going to give him a new chance to live? How come the god of flames with different divinity takes on such a job?

"Before I tell you," said the god as he conjured a small chalice and sipped pointing at Ryan as if asking if he wanted, "tell me what do you think a god is?"

"A god?" Ryan smiled. "Well, a god is the one who… he's…"

Surprisingly there was nothing he could come up with. As a kid from a religious family, he was always told god was the creator, and progenitor of all. That he was true and the rest were just mere illusions but now that he was really in front of that supreme almighty, Ryan felt that everything was false yet true.

Confused, he looked at the god's smiling face before asking, "What is a god?"

The god smiled shaking his head before he said, "We are beings who've ascended the realms of mortals through enlightenment and then transcended the concept of mortality and achieved omnipotence.

"Though we maintain our realms to make things easier honestly it doesn't matter if you call me god of water, life, death, destruction, false, lies, agony, whatever, and whatnot. Once we've crossed this boundary we create lives to gather the power of faith and the reason why there are humans, animals, and other races. With faith, we can offset the price of omnipotence we have by restricting ourselves to focus on a single divinity."

Ryan was dumbfounded by the answer but even more so about the fact that the god actually answered his question. He thought as a god he'd be looked down upon like they showed in comics but this was different.

The god smiled again shaking his head after he read Ryan's mind.

"Let's not waste any more time," the god smiled when a pillar rose from the ground. "Now place your hand on it and think of whatever world comes to your mind and it will be created if there's none and if there already is one nothing will happen."

It was a golden pillar with mesmerizing carvings of flowers, veins, and other designs.

Nodding his head to the god, Ryan walked to the pillar placing both his hands on it, and started thinking about the worlds, worlds filled with adventure – many worlds he knew about – Naruto, One Piece, Dragon Ball, Soul Land, battle through the Heavens, Hunter x hunter, Tower of Gods, Highschool Dxd, and many others while the golden pillar shone in brilliance before shotting up nearly shattering Ryan's arms.

The god smiled as he glanced in the direction of the pillar's destination. 'Looks like the god of creation will be angry with me for quite some time for using his creation pillar.'

"Next let's use this," the god waved his hand and a deck of playing cards appeared. "I am going to be shuffling these cards and all you have to just say stop and pick the card from anywhere in the middle, top or bottom."

The god glanced at Ryan who nodded his head profusely and began shuffling as he continued. "And be aware that these cards might not only have blessings and boons but also curses and misfortunes, be careful."

"Um… what's this for? Lord, what do you mean by blessings and curses?"

"Your talent, since you'll be going to one of those worlds or maybe all of them so you at least need something to make sure you survive despite the story being changed by your actions," said the god of flames. "Oh, and did I mention that anyone who touches the creation pillar other than the god of creation will have terrible luck?

"Hence, you definitely need something to make sure about your survival."

Ryan gulped and tried hard not to curse. If that pillar was the creation pillar wasn't he doomed before his adventure began? Luck, after all, was a very attractive ornament to everyone willing to risk their lives. He looked at the god with resentment hidden in his eyes and crossed his fingers amusing the god making him chuckle and shake his head.

"Come, let's see if misfortune from the creation pillar really works or not!"

The god of flames excitedly threw the deck up in the air before catching it and started shuffling. It became faster and faster to the point where the hands of the god of flames disappeared and the deck of cards when looking felt as if was floating in the air on its own with cards slowly changing positions 'up, bottom, bottom, bottom, up, middle, up….' but Ryan knew it was simply an optical illusion, the cards were being shuffled with very fast speed.

"What are you doing?" said the god. "Come on now tell me to stop, moving my hands for you makes me feel – god's complex – hahaha…."

"Stop!"

"Truly! Sad but great luck! Guess the misfortune really works but…"

"Huh? What did I get?" Ryan rushed back to the marble hall with golden designs. "Lord, what did I get?"

Ryan felt worried that this great luck was not some grand talent but a terrifying curse.

The god sat on his throne gesturing for Ryan to sit anywhere since there were no chairs. It seemed that god lived alone.

"Here have a look," said the god before vanishing. "You'll be randomly sent to a random world among the ones you've created in a random timeline at a random place."

His voice vanished along with him leaving Ryan alone staring at the card in his hand.

✨ Six Infinities ✨

- Ability to manipulate space, time, reality, soul, mind, and power

- Every ability of six infinities is used, 'immense pain' will be felt constantly for a week, and during this time if another ability is used then the intensity of the pain multiplies along with the duration

- Only one ability can be used once a day and after one month

- if all six abilities are used together 50% life span is used as the catalyst and the life span cannot be recovered by any means

•••ɸ•••

"This–"

Before Ryan could say anything or discuss how these abilities could be used despite having all these restrictions he was sucked into spatial ripples and before he knew what was going on and stabilized himself from the sudden dizziness he was pushed to the ground with someone kicking him all over his body brutally.

"Argh!"

"Sto–"

He could hardly even utter a word but suddenly everyone stopped and disappeared out of his sight. He noticed footsteps around him and they numbed in thousands and if they were caused by a single man then I am surely not in a safe place.

He glanced behind him and raged. A horde of people had just trampled over him.

"They– bastard!"

Ryan ran in the opposite direction before noticing something peculiar and strange. It felt as if he could not use his power perfectly when he saw the size of his footsteps and compared it with other footprints.

"I- I am a kid!"

His body had somehow gotten younger like when he was 3 years old. Ryan looked at himself in the shine of his blade and confirmed his situation when suddenly a horrifying roar shook the world.

Roar!

"What was that?" Ryan jumped on his feet at the sudden terrifying roar.

He looked closely, "That… wh- why does it look like nine tails?"