Creation System: Reborn As A Fantasy Worldsmith



"Now that you've selected to attend Magia class, you have to show up starting tomorrow, since they admit you immediately. Don't forget that. Oh yeah... by the way, you have to attend a total of 6 classes during the year, so you have 2 more to choose. Make sure you choose wisely since that's what you will be stuck with for the rest of the year," Alten made sure to say to Lyrian as they arrived at their rooms.

"We were thinking of trying the BF modules in our room. Care to join us?" Alten asked, turning towards Lyrian.

"Not right now. I might join you guys in your room later. I have some things to do," Lyrian said, not trying to be mysterious, but still coming off as such.

"Alright, mystery man... come when you're done with your world-conquering activities..." Alten laughed as he and Leon entered their rooms. Lyrian also smirked slightly at the joke. He entered his room and took off his shoes before sitting down on the table on his side of the place.

He looked to his roommate's side before doing anything else. "Still not here huh..." He said. Shrugging that off, he put his hands on the wooden table in front of him before taking a deep breath. For the first time in a long while, he had the chance to breathe and think freely.

"I've made it. I'm in the academy," he said, not to celebrate, but to ground himself. As he began to think, he admitted the amount of shit that had piled onto him. The guy he had to find, the selective classes, the banquet, and also other things that took some room in his mind.

But other than that, he wanted to come out with some sort of plan moving forward. Continuing without a plan would only lead him to disarray and failure. "First things first... power." It was the initial thing that came to mind.

"From my fight with Draco, I know I'm still weak. He knew my skill, Enhance. He probably didn't know that I was Enhancing only my fist, but he knew of the skill. It's a common one. Apart from learning new skills, which I can forge into better ones, I need to get a better way of cultivating than Gale. Gale isn't okay, it's bad, at least, from what I can tell. I need the best cultivation technique this school can offer me. I'm sure the Magic or Magia class will help me with that."

As he said this, he laid most of the things that he had on the table. His sword, his empty pouch, his bracelet, his storage ring, Syan's mana ring, the BF module, and also the Pheon Egg that he still had in one of his pockets.

"Apart from these... the thing that will make me the strongest right now," Lyrian glanced over at the door, which was locked by him. "Is Yin and Yang... I guess this is as good a time as any to fuse the souls. Currently, I have 3 slots for unfused souls, two of which are filled by Yin and Yang. If I fuse them, I will have all three left over."

He closed his eyes, taking in a deep breath as he controlled his body and mind using the art of Smithing: The art of creation. After a few seconds, a fair-sized canvas appeared before him on top of the table. It looked the same as the one that he used to create Zuuc.

Just as he began to think of the souls of Yin and Yang, footsteps could suddenly be heard nearby. Lyrian instantly lost focus, slightly startled by the quiet sounds, as the canvas in front of him erased.

Turning around in his seat, he saw his roommate walk out of the bathroom. This was similar to when Lyrian first 'met' him since he walked out of the bathroom after taking a shower on the first day as well. However, this time, the boy wasn't at all wet. He was fully clothed, in fact. The tall boy stared at Lyrian for a bit, as Lyrian did the same. Silence ensued for a few seconds before Lyrian suddenly spoke out of confusion.

"You--were you in there this entire time?" He asked, genuinely perplexed. His roommate probably didn't want to talk to him, but it seemed like the situation was a bit too confusing to simply ignore, even for him.

"Yes," he said, to which Lyrian quickly replied, "What were you doing in there for so long?"

Hearing this question, the boy became slightly angry. "That is none of your business! Fool!"

That was the extent of what the boy said to Lyrian. He glanced over at what was on the table in front of Lyrian, before sitting down at his own table and opening up a few books.

Lyrian resumed his attention to his table. 'Tsk.' He thought to himself in disappointment as he stored everything he had. Some on his body, and some of course in his storage ring. 'I might as well join Leon and Alten now. I won't be able to fuse anything with him here anyway.'

Lyrian thought to himself about the pesky roommate as he walked over into the bathroom to take a piss before leaving. When he entered, his face was immediately covered in shock.

There was a giant BF module inside of the shower, and the water was on! "What in the hell!?" Lyrian looked back toward his roommate. 'This is what he was doing!?' He thought to himself.

"Don't touch my BF module." A voice came from the bedroom. Lyrian assumed his roommate must have heard his shout of shock. He wasn't going to say anything, but since the bastard spoke first, he decided to contribute.

"Why in the shower? Could you have not placed it in the room? And why did you leave it in there? This is also my room, you know." The tall kid paused for a moment before replying nonchalantly, as he continued to read.

"Because I like the ambiance of rain..." He looked to the side as if in thought as he said this. After a short pause, his expression became normal again. "And it's more efficient to leave it in there."