Creation System: Reborn As A Fantasy Worldsmith



"Father?" Lyrian also suddenly said, confused. Out of everything he expected, this was not the outcome that was even close to his imagination.

Silvus raised an eyebrow in confusion, as he tilted his head black slightly, "Father?"

Spade was no less confused, "Did it just say, father? How did he..." He didn't continue speaking, simply looking at Lyrian holding the heart.

The crowd of examinees now finished fighting the magma beasts that rampaged them, also noticed the situation and were perplexed by it. Along with that, the entire arena, full of thousands of Magma Dwellers, began to sound their astonishment. An eerie feeling swelled amongst them, as Lyrian didn't know the outcome of this either.

The king suddenly jumped from his seat box down to the arena floor. 

"You... how did you get that heart." 

The beast spoke while looking down at the ground, refusing to show its face. Its body was still shaking, and light smoke was coming out from its back all of a sudden.

"I..." Before continuing, Lyrian thought of the best route of action here, "What other way would I have possibly gotten it?"

Another gasp of astonishment and horrification swept through the crowd as they heard this from the malicious boy in the arena who was now smiling deviously, like some sort of heartless killer.

The king did not speak, allowing Lyrian to dig it in even further.

"Murder... ice cold murder! It was easy to kill that old bastard!" Lyrian put on a horrible smile. 'This is the best route... as long as he gets mad enough to fight me, I have a chance at defeating him before this timer runs out.'

[Quest time limit: 8 minutes, 7 seconds]

"What are you doing!? Are you insane?" Uis suddenly blurted out. Looking back, Lyrian saw that the boy was slightly roughed up from the magma beast from before. He was surprised at the boy's demeanor, even after everything that had happened. 

There was no going back now, so not going all in would not only be foolish but also... too optimistic. Looking forward, the Magma Dweller king was still silent, his body trembling even more than before, yet silent.

"Impossible... you did not... you could not have done such a thing. I refuse to believe it."

Hearing this, a more worried Lyrian thought to himself, 'Shoot... it's not working!'

[Quest time limit: 7 minutes, 40 seconds]

"Impossible? Hahaha!" Lyrian suddenly burst out into fake laughter, putting all of his emotions into this act so he could convince the king that he was actually telling the truth.

"Then how do you expect me to have that idiot's heart!? I not only killed him but even tortured him!"

Hearing this, the king suddenly raised his head and directed his ruthless gaze toward Lyrian. In the fraction of a millisecond, Lyrtian was hit by a powerful blast of killing intent, one even greater than that of the Poison Tarantulas... far greater, in fact.

[Warning! A creature with a lethal threat level has bloodlust over you!]

[Creature threat level: GUARDIAN]

'Guardian? Just like the Black Kailion... Surely, this creature is not the Yang creature of light, the holder of the second half of the golden-tiered core...' Lyrian quickly thought to himself, as he continued his act.

By now, even the devastated crowd believed the boy who spoke with such an evil tone. They were convinced that he had killed the king's father. All the proof that they needed, was in his hand.

"Do not go overboard with your lies, boy!" The king yelled with his deep and guttural voice, sounding as though it had been forged in the heart of purgatory itself. Except, it was forged in the heart of the tundra.

[Quest time limit: 7 minutes, 6 seconds]

"I tortured him ruthlessly! Day in and day out, his entire life consisted of nothing but pain for an entire week before he died so pathetically! Fire, ice, wind, or even earth! I used all elements on him, to give him the worst experience that I possibly could!"

The crowd was more shocked than ever after hearing this statement, as Alten and Leon laughed with concern under their breaths, as they too were almost convinced by Lyrian's incredible ability to act.

But... the king had a different reaction.

"Wh-- What? Fire you say? Ice? Wind? Earth?" He suddenly said in a much calmer tone.

'What the hell? Why is he not angry all of a sudden!?'

[Quest time limit: 6 minutes, 40 seconds]

"Haha...hahaha!" The king suddenly broke out into a peal of laughter, placing his hand atop of face as he couldn't believe the stupidity of the boy's statement.

"Boy... you must not know who that man was. My father, the Uncrowned King."

Hearing this, the crowd chimed their attention to the king's words, as their interests were piqued. Everyone else's interests were also piqued, including Lyrian's.

'Yes... the Uncrowned King. It makes perfect sense for that to be his title even in the Scan. Since he was the father of this king, he must have been the previous king, that's how a hierarchy works. After his old age, he must have had to give his crown to his un, garnering the title: Uncrowned King. What else could it possibly mean?'

With Lyrian's worry being extrapolated, and the timer quickly ticking out, the king finally spoke.

"He was named the Uncrowned King... because he never received the crown. Why? Because he was banished from our society long ago by the decision of our elders. I was too young to combat such a decision and had been wanting to meet him for decades, and when I saw his heart in your hands, I was fueled with rage."

Lyrian didn't know where he was going with this, but he had no other option but to listen.

[Quest time limit: 5 minutes, 56 seconds]

"My father was banished... because of his curse. One that stated he wasn't a part of our society... one that allowed him to be immune to the elements of magic!"

Hearing these words, Lyrian's eyes felt as though they had finally been opened. 'That old dweller... couldn't be affected by magic!?'