When he opened his eyes, he arrived in an empty space, and there was nothing—not even the hooded man who brought him here.
But there was still something before his eyes.
[First title in creation][Title will correspond to your true self and actions][First performance in searching]
[Suitable performance found]
[Invincible Dao Heart Immortal-Seeker: Relive his young life by watching someone who never loses in battle, following the Invincible Dao—from the lowest level to the peak of a low-level martial world, to find what is missing and break through the Immortal Stage]
[Choose your temporary alias](Warning: Even as a temporary name, it should not be chosen lightly. Otherwise, the burden may destroy your existence.)
[Choose your role][Player / Maker]
The words hovered before his eyes.
"Hmm… Player means you become the main character of the story, but Maker is more like a supporting role… what should I choose… and this?"
[World Blessing in effect][She will bear part of the burden for you, her creation]
Even though he is just a normal person, with nothing—no family…In the end, he is still human, from that place.
If the world is really a living thing… he is not that heartless.
"Thank you."
He uttered the words with a brief warmth, but it faded quickly.In desolation, even warmth does not last long.A rare moment—almost like something could happen, almost like a miracle.But in the end… it does not.
"And since it's temporary anyway, and someone is sharing the burden with me… it should be something grand for my first performance. Ha… ha…"
All that nothing—no ambition, no goal.Maybe it is his nature, or maybe the world itself made him that way.
But now…A chance to see if he really has a burning heart, or any ambition at all.
Those thoughts appeared and disappeared as quickly as they came—like something trying to burn, but with no fuel to keep it alive.
"Who am I kidding… If I don't even know what kind of person I am, what does that make me?"
If something can exist and be born here…then what is the point of calling it desolation?
A man who embodies the term "desolation"—where things exist, only to disappear the next moment.But the desolation within him… is eternal.
"Choose Maker… and call me [System]. There is no reason for World Blessing to share the burden just yet, since it is only a temporary alias anyway."
He said that as he felt a force move him across the void of nothingness.
Before the hooded man brought him here, he had already given him the necessary knowledge.But knowing is one thing—trying it for real is something entirely different.
[Temporary authority granted][You will gain an identity corresponding to your alias][Extracting your nature and personality… creating system]
[Your system gains temporary authority to imbue: misery, emptiness, devastation, loneliness, bleakness][Your system gains additional temporary authority: ruin]
[World Blessing elevates your status][She grants your system temporary authority: creation (partial), nurture, life]
[Welcome—let the whole world rejoice at your arrival][Her blessing is their blessing, and your existence is their curse]
[For this time, you are:System — Desolation and Agent of Creation]
As the words began to fade from his sight,a world appeared before him—growing closer as he drifted toward it.
[Begin the performance]
In a certain mortal village, a boy and his sister saw a meteor fall from the sky and made a wish.
"Please make me stronger so I can beat those kids who bully my sister!" the boy said.
"I don't need you to do that for me. I wish for silver nuggets—many, many nuggets. With money, I can do anything. Ha ha!" the sister said confidently.
Both were just kids doing kid things, but now the meteor would grant their wishes.