[Anomaly Detected]

[Corrosion Rate: 10.9%]

Ji Chen let out a long sigh. “This is starting to annoy me. I know there’s an anomaly. I let it happen.”  The constant notifications were becoming tiresome. Irritated, he asked the system if it had a mute button. 

The irritation in his voice startled him. As a human, Ji Chen had never been easily angered—quiet, yes; thoughtful, yes; but he’d never been short-tempered.

Noticing the change in himself, Ji Chen shifted his eyes away from the panel, gazing into the nothingness of the Creation Realm.  A thousand thoughts bloomed and tangled within him.

“Who am I?”

“What am I becoming?”

 The questions stuck deep inside him. And as he watched the third universe grow—watched races he had shaped with his own hands thrive—his heart felt strangely cold. 

A cruel, silent voice inside him muttered that these beings were nothing but mere “experiments.”  But that wasn’t true. He cared for them deeply—too deeply.  The fear of losing that love became a cage. As he observed the Third Universe’s progress, another thought surfaced:

“What can I do better next time?” His mind spun wildly.

“Maybe instead of soul evolution, I should make a cultivation system.”

[Silently, the system observed]

“That could work… I could start with the Mortal Realm, then instead of the usual ‘Profound Realm,’ maybe something like Vein Forging—no…no that’s not creative enough…”

[The system remains silent]

Ji Chen rubbed his temples. “What is going on with me?” Then pain struck. A pain so sharp it tore through the veil of the creation realm.  Fortunately, he repaired it quickly just as His fingers bent unnaturally. His back twisted violently. His eyes felt as if they were burning out of their sockets. 

His form distorted, becoming something monstrous.

[System Emergency Protocol Activated]

[Issuing Creator Law #001]

[forced intervention approved]

[Details]: Existing outside of time erodes the mind. Without a stable perception of self, the mind loses its ability to be aware. This causes one to lose a sense of self. No being, whether god or immortal, can exist without a sense of self, or they go mad with eternal rot.

Barely conscious, Ji Chen forced his gaze onto the panel—but the words refused to make sense. Every line blurred into nonsense. In agony, He screamed.

“What do I do?!”

[Host Protocol #001 is in effect. Stabilization has begun]

His face twisted in frustration. He interrogated the system relentlessly—question after question, demand after demand. 

His obsessive tendencies flared uncontrollably.

[Restabilizing Host’s Mind and Creation frame ]

[Repairing…]

The repairs felt like torture. Every second stretched into an eternity—because the creation realm is not influenced by the river of time.  His mind cracked and rebuilt itself over and over. Finally, as if whole once more, His body reformed. 

Now his consciousness cleared, and his divine sense expanded beyond the boundaries of the main universe and beyond the edge of the primeval sea. Becoming complete- Once more, he has ascended

[Ascension Complete]

[ascension to high-rank creator god complete]

[Omniscience ranked up→ Level 2]

[(new)Creator’s Gaze: MAX]

[(New)Concept]: The Unshaken]

Breathing slowly, Ji Chen lifted a finger and tapped the system screen. The AI responded instantly.

[Opening selected tab]: [Map]

What appeared before him wasn’t a simple map. It was the tool he used to observe his creations. Originally, he could only view the universe through the system panel—flat, distant, limited.

But after his omniscience evolved, the interface transformed into the Creation Codex. 

[Creation Codex]: Details: Allows the Creator to perceive the entire universe in a full, three-dimensional, immersive perspective—like a divine form of VR. Every plane, realm, and galaxy becomes visible at once, as though held in the palm of his hand.

And through it, the continuity of the time skip was much better to view. Looking at it, the system began to narrate the rest of what occurred. Within the Huayin galaxy, the Amahime evolved beautifully. Their wings—which flowed with multicolored law lines—became symbols of culture, power, and hierarchy.

With each generation, more patterns emerged. Some bore wings with patterns of flame; some with wind; some with creation essence itself. Over time, the Amahime evolved and diverged into one hundred distinct species, each forming its own tribe. if the one hundred tribes, the four greatest tribes— Arashi-no-Tsubasa, Shuka-no-Hane, Homura-Kamiyok, and Karyūshi controlled nearly all of the Huiyan Galaxy.

And then… The First Great War of Mortals Began. It was not a war of resources or differences in birth.  It was a religious war. it seemed something had occurred within the Homura tribe. word had spread that a being who called themselves "seer' had received an oracle from the heavens.

“The Divine whispers to us alone.”

Claiming they could “hear the gods' words,” they declared all other tribes less than them. This shattered the balance. All species of the Amahime were drawn into the conflict. Seizing this opportunity, a lone beggar rose to power. claiming he and two could hear the voice of the gods, crowning himself a 'saint'

This now caused irreparable division within the tribes. With two different oracles and claims, two factions were born. giving birth to the two religions that would wage war for three thousand years. and with the destruction of seven hundred planets. 

The first was the [church of truth] led by the corrupted seer Azuna. controlling ten planets, they were a dominant force that could be called an empire. The second?

[the order that god favors], pretty foolish, huh? But because of these fools, the once flourishing mountainous planets were destroyed and crumbled, beautiful oceanic planets boiled beneath the falling bodies of winged warriors.

The soul ladder recorded over thirty-eight million ascensions during the conflict— and twice as many deaths.

At the peak of the conflict, the divine realm watched in disgust. They were a pure divine race, crafted from perfection. They did not need conflict, so their witnessing such an event was strange and barbaric.

After much deliberation, the ying race tasked the second faction with settling this issue. However, the empress of the demon race disagreed, emphasizing that involving themselves in such matters was below them. Hearing her words, they quickly moved on to another idea. with one hundred years of deliberation. 

Yang spoke.

"Since we deem this issue pressing enough to deliberate. let us choose a mortal and bestow him a blessing, then task him with killing those two"

Looking around, each god rank member raised their hands in approval. pleased, the monarch called over to his youngest child. Hearing the summons,  a young boy standing at a height of ten feet and nine inches. walked over with his sword in hand, standing there smiling with striking red eyes and large emotional eyebrows. long red hair that could reach his waist. 

After hearing the details, he accepted the mission with pride. Seeing the matters pressing, he promptly headed towards his realm. 

At first, most of the high gods of the factions wondered why the emperor chose his youngest for this task. But once he explained his abilities, they were unashamedly convinced

"I can understand the curiosity and concern amongst you, but let me be clear. My youngest Yangxuan, is fully capable of completing his task. As a tier twelve high god, the blessing he bestows on the mortal would be beyond their current limit."

 

 

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Name: Eternal Rot
Category: Universal Law-Bound Cognitive Decay
Class: Unremovable (affects all gods)

Details:
Existing outside of time erodes the mind. Without a stable perception of self, consciousness can no longer anchor properly. When the sense of identity collapses, the mind decays. Any god or immortal who lives too long without grounding will succumb to Eternal Rot, descending into madness.