Creation System: Reborn As A Fantasy Worldsmith



Kids quickly got up and formed a line that split through the middle of the classroom. Lyrian was near the back of the line, where he peeked and saw what the Spirit Pets looked like. It was a little out of his expectations. He didn't know exactly what to expect, but it definitely wasn't anything like what he saw. On a glossed oak table were placed several different colored eggs about the size of a baseball. Some eggs were white, with streaks of blue going across. Other eggs were gray like a stone, with lava-like marks ripping through them. Other eggs were slightly brown and even had miniature plants growing on top of them. The varieties were impressive, to say the least.

At the back of the table, there was one separated egg that gleamed and let out a slightly brighter, golden glow.

"Before anyone else, I want Lyrian Theageld to come down and take his guaranteed High Tiered Spirit egg," Nria announced to the class, as Lyrian made his way to the front of the line. Eyes tracked him as he walked. Some were envious, others angry, others happy for the MVP, and others who were too nervous to give a shit.

"Choose your egg. You aren't forced to take the High Tier one," Nria said, as Lyrian stood before the table and paused.

"I wouldn't take my chances with that," he said, grabbing the egg that gleamed a golden hue.

"Smart choice," Nria smirked, as Lyrian began walking back to his seat. Halfway up the rows, he stopped and turned around.

"I have a question," he said as Nria's eyes perked up, gesturing for Lyrian to ask his question.

"How does the rarity roll for the eggs go? Aren't they supposed to be a random rarity? If that was the case, how would you know this one is High Tier?"

Nria slightly chuckled again. "A boy of many questions are we?" She said, as a few kids smiled at her joke. Lyrian didn't find it so funny.

"... Yeah," he spoke, unimpressed.

"The chance one could get a higher-tiered egg, rather than a lower-tiered one, is all up to the egg itself. We also don't know where it comes from, or what beast, that is, so the rarity isn't known. Along with that, a creature could have a genetically modified bloodline, which could make it stronger than its usual power, giving it a higher tier. As for your egg, we were able to specifically retrieve that one for you, so we know its tier."

Satisfied with this answer, Lyrian continued back to his seat and sat down. The next several minutes of the class were spent with the kids choosing their random eggs and slowly making it back to their seats as well.

As time passed by, Lyrian inspected his egg. Firstly, he Scanned it. He expected to get an Item Scan, but instead, got a Beast Scan from Gear.

┏━━━Scan━━━┓

Name: None

Species: Pheon

Age: ~

Overall Power (OP): ~

Health: 2/2

Stamina: ~

Strength: ~

Agility: ~

Defense: ~

Rank: ~

Special: Ancient Bloodline (This creature holds a unique bloodline, granting it the power of its ancient predecessors.)

┗━━━━━━━━━┛

'Oh? The Pheon huh? It was strong during the exam. I bet I can make it even stronger. And... it's also of an Ancient Bloodline. I wonder what the Ancient Bloodline of the Pheon is...'

From this Scan, the glow that radiated from the egg made sense. Just thinking about how bright the exam Pheon's effulgence nearly blinded Lyrian again.

'A bird is quite useful. Not only is it agile and a long-distance fighter, but it can also be used as a solid mount for far-distance travel.'

After everyone got their Spirit Pets, Nria addressed the even more nervous crowd again.

"For these eggs to hatch, you will need to wait at least a week. In that time, make sure they are kept in secure areas. For the best incubation, put the eggs in their natural environment. If your egg is of the Earth-type, then put it next to some trees, or plants. On top of the dirt, on the grass. If it's of the Water-type, then bathe it in water and keep it there. You get the idea. Don't be afraid to do this, either, as it will ensure the best results for you and also your Spirit Pets."

And just like that, Lyrian's second class of the day ended. He put his egg inside of his storage ring before moving on to his next class, which happened to be lunch.

Soon, he arrived at the canteen, where several hundred kids were already present. It was two floors up, and the entire room was encased in windows that allowed you to look down at the floor far below.

The design of the cafeteria was very modern and cool looking, with metal architecture. The vibe inside there was very bright and lively, with hundreds of kids getting their meals as they conversed with each other and ate together as well.

"Yo, we meet again!" A familiar voice sounded behind Lyrian as a hand suddenly reached around his shoulder. Looking to the side, Lyrian saw that it was none other than Alten, who was smiling broadly.

"Get off me, you bastard. I nearly knocked you out," Lyrian joked, as Alten quickly retreated and began to giggle.

"Hahaha! What a great day it has been in this academy so far, don't you think so?" Alten eagerly asked as the two made their way to the lunch line.

"Kind of," Lyrian replied, countering Alten's happiness.

"Well, you and your determined mindset probably expected to be here, but I never, in my wildest dreams and imaginations, thought that I would actually be walking on these very floors. The floors walked on by countless legends..." Alten stopped, staring into the distance with a smile on his face. That's when he got a karate chop to the back of his neck.

"Keep moving you fool. I'm hungry," Lyrian said as he was behind Alten in the line. Surveying the canteen some more, he noticed a slightly familiar face which was staring right back at him. The face seemed to be seething with anger. The boy to whom this face belonged put his clenched fist on the table, gritting his teeth as he stared at Lyrian.

'What was his name again? Israthel?'