Far from the royal palace, hidden beneath the protection of towering walls, a cloaked figure walked silently through the crowded streets. His every step was light, unnoticed by the people around him. Beneath his dark hood, two strange eyes glowed faintly—one a deep, blood-red, the other a piercing violet. They weren't just beautiful; they were terrifying, capable of seeing through illusions, souls, and even time itself.
He looked fragile—his frame thin, his footsteps light—but appearances were deceiving. This man had just made the most powerful soldier in the nation bow, captured an emperor-level beast like a pet, and silenced a kingdom without lifting a finger.
His name was Xuán Míng, the chosen one of a cosmic existence beyond comprehension.
As he walked, he observed. Not just the buildings or people, but everything—their strength, their fear, their routines, their flaws. They were weak. Not just in power, but in ambition. His thoughts churned.
How can such ants even dream of becoming strong? But still… maybe, with the right push…
His gaze shifted toward the inner city. It was more advanced than he expected—skyscrapers reaching into the clouds, flying cars powered by unknown energy sources, and technologies even he found intriguing. But something felt off.
Too much noise. Too many eyes.
He vanished.
A moment later, he appeared beyond the walls, surrounded by silence and nature. He glanced around, then pulled out a small metallic cube from his pocket. With a flick of his fingers, the cube shimmered and expanded, transforming into a massive residence fitted with intergalactic architecture—sleek, dark, and humming with energy.
He stepped inside and muttered, "Time to begin."
"System, activate," he said calmly.
A digital screen lit up before him, its energy vibrating the very air.
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INTERFACE
Name: Xuán Míng
Level: Cosmic Warrior
Age: 13,859 years
Points required to reach Cosmic King: 79
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He frowned. "Still 79 points away from breaking through. But what can I do? Cosmic Warrior-level monsters are rare, and without a cosmic warrior grade weapon soul, I can't even fight them fairly."
He let out a deep sigh. "Still, I'm leagues above the fools within the walls. Soldier, warrior, king, emperor, god, true god, supreme god… they're nothing. Even among the cosmic levels, I've climbed higher than most ever dream of."
But then, a shadow crossed his face. "And yet… in front of Him, I'm still an insect."
The Lord—the being who had found Xuán Míng long ago—was a Cosmic True God, a being capable of destroying entire galaxies with a whisper.
Xuán Míng remembered that moment clearly.
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He had once been a common human, arrogant and foolish. In a world far from this one, he had believed himself invincible—until a man dressed as a beggar stopped him in the streets. That man, the Lord, had seen something in him.
A spark.
When Xuán Míng went on his first monster hunt, he was nearly killed. A warrior-level beast had chased him across miles, ripping his confidence to shreds. When he was about to die, the Lord appeared.
With one glance, the monster disintegrated.
Xuán Míng had stood there, trembling, realizing that the power he had once mocked now stood above all comprehension.
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Back in the present, Xuán Míng clenched his fist. "The Lord gave me knowledge, a system, and even a weapon soul."
He opened another screen.
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Weapon Souls
[1. Dagger of the Void — Grade: Cosmic soldier]
[2. Diamond Armour __ Grade: Cosmic soldier]
[3. Lightening boots __ Grade:Cosmic soldier]
...
"I just have three cosmic grade weapon souls and they all are cosmic soldier grade not a single cosmic warrior one,"he thought.
"Weapon souls," he muttered. "Souls of rare monsters that become weapons. You don't find them—they find you. Only elite monsters drop them, and even then, the chance is less than 1%."
He narrowed his eyes. "But when they awaken… they can tear the sky."
He added notes to the new system interface he was building—this one for the humans of the planet.
> Weapon Souls: Soul essence of elite monsters. Can be bound to the user's spirit. Transformable into physical or mental weapons.
Then, he began programming the Level Hierarchy—a foundation for their growth and monitoring:
1. Soldier
2. Warrior
3. King
4. Emperor
5. God
6. True God
7. Supreme God
8. Cosmic Soldier
9. Cosmic Warrior
10. Cosmic King
11. Cosmic Emperor
12. Cosmic God
13. Cosmic True God
14. Cosmic Supreme God
15. Eternal God – (Theoretical)
"The stronger they grow, the more likely they are to rebel," he whispered. "But with the system… I'll see their every move."
Then came the Gene Absorption System.
He thought back to what the Lord had taught him: "The flesh of monsters contains genes. Consuming them can grant incredible strength, but it comes at a cost—unbearable pain."
He added that too:
> Consume 100 monster genes of your level to evolve. But beware—the pain increases exponentially with each breakthrough.
A smile crept across his face. "Let's see which of them survives… and which of them dies screaming."
His final addition was the Education Mandate.
"Every child born shall be granted a system. Their training will begin from the moment they can walk. Schools will teach hunting, survival, weapon soul mastery, and gene absorption."
He closed his eyes and whispered, "This world will change forever."
The screen vanished.
He stepped out of his house and looked at the distant walls of the human kingdom.
"They call me a god," he said quietly. "But they have no idea what gods truly are."
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END OF CHAPTER 3