Creation System: Reborn As A Fantasy Worldsmith

Lyrian swiftly returned to his room, where Nightshade quickly reverted into the paper it had been. It was an interesting creation experiment, made possible by the magic elixir provided by Granweid. While that wasn't the main focus of his class, Lyrian found it the most intriguing aspect.

However, he regretted not obtaining a mana cultivation technique on the first day. He didn't want to delay his growth any longer and realized he might need to take matters into his own hands soon.

"Aside from that, it seems he isn't here," Lyrian noted to himself as he surveyed the room, finding his roommate out of sight.

"Huh," he said, making his way into the bathroom. He had no intention of getting jump-scared again. The BF module was still in the shower, but the water wasn't turned on. Everything else appeared normal.

"He probably wouldn't be inside there, since he likes the ambiance of water or whatever," Lyrian mused, moving on. Walking back to his table, he placed the egg down first. Nria had mentioned it would take nearly a week to hatch, and the best option for now was to put it on the windowsill where the sunlight shone through.

Forgetting about that for a moment, Lyrian sat down at the table with a grin on his face. He closed his eyes, using the art of Smithing to calm his breathing, making it more noticeable. He focused his mind and summoned a transparent blue canvas in front of him.

Now, the canvas seemed even larger than before and appeared more structurally sound. It was broader, had small design bumps on the side, and was more intricate.

"Maybe my ability to focus and use my brain has increased. As long as my ability to use Smithing has improved, then it would be true," Lyrian thought, pleasantly surprised. Taking a deep breath, he summoned the Black Kailion to the stage, or the canvas. It was small, made of the same material as the canvas, yet hovered a few inches above it with its fearsome flaps. It looked powerful. Lyrian was instantly reminded of the time when he had to face such a beast.

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"Our strength and speed were doubled; that must have been the case, since taking on this creature wouldn't have been nearly as easy as it was," he contemplated for a moment before summoning the Light Pheon. It too shared the same pixels as the canvas, but both the Pheon and the Kailion were far more detailed to Lyrian than he remembered the Generational Grizzly and Hobgoblin Shaman to be.

Again, he assumed this was because his art of smithing had improved, allowing him to create even better beings.

"Yin and Yang. Darkness and Light. The two don't seem to mix well, but that isn't necessarily true. If they didn't mesh together, then one would take over the other, but that doesn't happen. Instead, they mix to create a perfect balance. They either cancel each other out or equalize perfectly. The two are the greatest duo, a perfect team," Lyrian said as he imagined how he could utilize the power of both beings to his advantage and create the most perfect being.

Lyrian's mind buzzed with creative possibilities as he contemplated the fusion of his two summoned beings, the Black Kailion and the Light Pheon. He knew that combining their powers could yield something truly extraordinary, a being that embodied the harmony of darkness and light.

With focused intent, he willed the two pixelated creatures to merge. It wasn't a simple process; it required a delicate balance of his magical energy and concentration. Slowly, the Black Kailion and Light Pheon began to intertwine and overlap on the transparent blue canvas. Their pixelated forms shifted and blended, creating a mesmerizing dance of dark and light.

As Lyrian watched, a new entity emerged, one that seemed to be both and neither at the same time. It was a creature of extraordinary beauty, with sleek obsidian-like feathers on one side and radiant, ethereal wings on the other. Its eyes shimmered with a captivating duality, embodying both the depth of darkness and the brilliance of light. This being exuded an aura of balance and power that was palpable.

Lyrian couldn't help but marvel at his creation. It was a testament to his improved mastery of Smithing and his deep understanding of the interplay between opposing forces.

Satisfied, he activated the Creature-link skill.

*Ding* [You have created a new creature: Duskwing Phoen]

A mist of shadowy energy quickly formed into a small, majestic bird hybrid. It was a baby, which could barely fly, but its sheer aura was formidable nonetheless. As it calmly opened and closed its eyes, Lyrian could sense that the creature was on another level compared to his previous creations.

It wasn't just a normal creature, but a king. The Pheon was even regarded as a god! Creatures born with power are not always arrogant or brave just because of their environment. Sometimes, they are prideful because they know of their innate ability of power from birth. This creature was no different.

[Name your new creature]

"Easy... the mix of Yin and Yang, Tao. Or in other words, balance."

With the Duskwing Pheon at his command, Lyrian felt greater confidence.

"Shadow."

The creature was suddenly enveloped in his shadow, disappearing from the world. Lyrian wanted to play with it some more, but he also didn't want to distract himself with it too much in this current environment.

Instead, he was going to take a better look at it in Battle Forge. Within moments, he placed his mini BF module on the ground and entered it. As soon as he entered his solo sandbox mode, he summoned the Duskwing Pheon once again.

Since creatures grew at 20x or so the speed, the bird already knew of its ability to fly. Without wasting time, it began to speed around the infinite white room. Lyrian smiled at this, eager that a beast with such monstrous potential was all his.

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The thoughts of how powerful it would be in the future made him chuckle slightly. At that moment, Lyrian also released Zuuc, and finally, even Garmr. Zuuc stood around randomly, not caring too much about what Lyrian had to say, while Garmr sat down in front of Lyrian immediately, pinning his head down in obedience.

The beast was several times larger than Lyrian, yet it was completely loyal. There was no hint of anything but respect and loyalty in Garmr's mind.

"Garmr! Zuuc! Duel each other. An easy one, don't hurt the other," Lyrian suddenly shouted, as both Garmr and Zuuc looked at each other. Zuuc then looked at Lyrian with a slightly confused look. Garmr, on the other hand, swiftly stood and faced the Generational Hobgoblin without much hesitation.

"You may get stronger due to my progress, but you guys also have to learn to fight. Fighting weak students in BF won't be good enough. At least, for now, that is. Later, the students will be far too strong for even you guys... probably. But those students are for me to fight," Lyrian grinned.

"You two fought the low-strength students in the lesser ranks only so that I can get to the stronger ranks

quicker. I can't have you guys taking all the fighting experience... so for now, the best option is to have you guys fight each other."

With this, Zuuc also faced Garmr. Suddenly, a smirk formed on his face, a sign of a friendly challenge. The Hobgoblin didn't seem to mind fighting either.

The battle between Garmr and Zuuc began with a burst of energy. Garmr and Zuuc circled each other, sizing up their opponents. Lyrian watched with keen interest, knowing that this duel would not only help his creatures grow but also strengthen their bond between them. Although, since they were bound to the same soul, their bond was already very high.

Zuuc was the first to make a move. He lunged at Garmr with surprising speed and agility, his medium-sized form darting in and out as he tried to land quick strikes on the massive beast. Garmr, however, was not to be underestimated. With a swift motion of his paw, he deflected Zuuc's attacks and countered with a powerful swipe of his own. Zuuc managed to dodge, narrowly avoiding a crushing blow.

The battle raged on, each creature displaying their unique strengths. Garmr's sheer size and ferocity gave him a considerable advantage in terms of raw power, but Zuuc's agility and cunning allowed him to avoid Garmr's attacks and strike from unexpected angles. It was a true test of skill and strategy.

Lyrian watched intently, offering occasional commands and guidance to his creatures. He could see them learning and adapting with each passing moment. Garmr began to anticipate Zuuc's movements, while Zuuc refined his dodging techniques and aimed for vulnerable spots on Garmr's body.

As the duel continued, it became evident that both creatures were growing stronger and more skilled in combat. It hadn't even been 10 minutes, yet their ability to learn and adapt was incredible and even shocking to Lyrian. They were pushing each other to their limits, one driven by the desire to please his master, and the other just to win the fight.

After what felt like an intense battle, Garmr and Zuuc simultaneously backed away, panting and covered in scratches and bruises. Both creatures had fought valiantly, and there was a newfound respect between them.