Creation System: Reborn As A Fantasy Worldsmith



It all made sense now, why the king had calmed down, but what hadn't made sense, was how in the hell a creature was immune to magic! From what Lyrian read in Illstria in the library, magic was the very foundation of creation and reality itself.

To be not affected by such a thing... a reality-breaking curse that must have been...

"It was a curse that wasn't with him since birth, but was given to him by a wandering passerby who went by the name "Cronos Helnish" whose actions resulted in a prophecy that stated that my father would eventually come to be the cause of Magma Dweller society destruction! I never believed such a pathetic prophecy by those old elders, and it didn't come true either."

The crowd was now flipped on its heel, with no sign of belief amongst any of them after they heard the king's explanation of the situation. And Lyrian was out for the count. In terms of strategy, he had nothing left.

[Quest time limit: 1 minute, 40 seconds]

"You, boy, have not earned any worth, or any respect of mine. Instead, you have tarnished any reputation that you had. You do not deserve a duel from me..."

These words were like the final nails to a coffin, which Lyrian was placed inside.

"However..."

'However?' Lyrain thought to himself on hearing these words. What possibly could come after those words...

"For the insulting that you have done to my father, you deserve something else... punishment. And for that, I alone will exact your death."

The king slowly began to unsheath the two blades on his back. Just then, a smile began to slowly form on Lyrian's face.

[Quest time limit: 20 seconds]

He took out his own sword as well. He already had a clear plan in mind, as to how exactly he would defeat the king. Although he was most likely weaker, an all-out attack would still suffice. How did he know this?

It was simple. In the tower, especially floors like 80 and 90, he had fought beings that were undoubtedly stronger them him, yet, he was still able to defeat them using a large chunk of his mana at once and using the sword to boost the damage of that mana even more.

It wasn't as if he was coating or infusing the sword itself with mana, more moreso that he was Enhancing his hands which held the sword, giving it more sheer power.

[Quest time limit: 12 seconds]

After taking out his blades, the king immediately dashed forward, using his powerful gazelle legs, which left a deep indent in the crowd. Lyrian, boosting his arms with all of the mana left in his body using Enhance, also ran forward.

'If I don't finish him off with this one move... I will lose.'

The king, running as he dragged his two blades on the floor beneath him, melting the ground as he ran -- spoke with confidence.

"You want to know why I disagree with the decision of those prophesizing elders!?" He yelled at the top of his lungs, allowing the entire crowd to hear clearly.

"It is because... I too have the same curse as my father!" As he said this, his swords erupted into magma spewing cannon, which laughed the dangerous material all around Lyrian.

Lyrian's heart felt as though it dropped as he heard those words. All of the mana pumped into his hands, causing them to even have small tears due to the sheer velocity of the element... it was all going to be useless!

Using his ability to dodge falling stalactites, Lyrian sidestepped across all of the magma balls. Although moments prior, his determination to fight seemed to be vanquished, an idea suddenly came to his mind.

As his hands began to rip further, he decided that it was his only option if he wanted to win this damn battle and pass the exam!

[Quest time limit: 3 seconds]

The two fighters neared mere feet from each other, as the king lifted his swords and swung them from both sides towards the boy in front of him with enough force and speed that dodging would be impossible.

Even Lyrian knew this and didn't even try to dodge. Instead, he charged forward. 

[Quest time limit: 2 seconds]

Digging into his vest pocket, he pulled out a massive ivory fang, alive with shimmering bolts of blue lightning dancing around it. With hands already torn and bleeding, he crushed the fang, and in an instant, a surge of lightning erupted, coursing through him like a storm. The shock was agonizing, a punishing blaze that would have crumbled most, yet Lyrian remained unyielding. His determination drove him forward, and with electrically charged hands, he plunged his sword into the heart of the Magma Deller King.

In that very moment, a torrent of mana fused with the crackling energy of the Lightning Fang surged forth, hurtling through the beast's belly like a radiant comet. The creature's abdomen exploded with a brilliant burst of light, creating a vast cavity as Lyrian's body soared through the colossal gap, propelled by sheer force.

Tumbling to the ground, his form skidded across the arena, a testament to his relentless resolve. He summoned the strength to gaze back at the fallen king, its once-mighty torso now bearing a colossal 3 by 3-foot void.

The body of the king, after standing still for less than a second, fell to the ground.

*Ding* [Congradulations! You have defeated the Final Boss of this dungeon! Magma Dweller King]

*Ding* [You have completed the Dungeon Quest!]

*Ding* [You have completed the quest flawlessly]

[Value of reward has been increased +]

*Ding* [You have slain the boss in one hit]

[Value of reward has been increased +]

*Ding* [You have cleared the dungeon alone]

[Value of reward has been increased +]

[MP: 1/200 (+50)]

[Warning, your body is currently severely weakened]

Barely being able to think... Lyrian pondered his final words before he suddenly fell unconscious.

'It... worked...'

[The Dungeon Quest: Black Stone Tower; reward is being calculated...]

[Dungeon Quest reward: ...]