Creation System: Reborn As A Fantasy Worldsmith

189 Returning To The Real World

Wolves howled in the distance, facing the dominant moon in the middle of the night sky that gave way to light. Small and large freckles of stars shimmered, and a cooling, yet dangerous feeling enveloped the atmosphere.

Through a small opened window, from which this dangerous feeling leaked, could be seen a young boy sleeping on his small yet well-crafted bed. Lyrian was smiling in his sleep. He couldn't help it, he was proud.

Loud winds howled outside, able to be heard even from the inside, but Lyrian was too deep in his sleep to hear them. Suddenly, a white owl landed on the sill of his window, before looking down at him and erratically shifting his head.

Although its head moved wildly, the rest of its body gave a sense of calm and confident energy. After a moment of pause, it flew inside, landing on top of his chest.

It abruptly let out a loud hoot, causing Lyrian to begin slowly opening his eyes. The blurriness of his vision soon began to go away, as he looked up at what was in front of him.

A curious set of bird eyes met his gaze. A confused expression came, and then he looked down, left, then up, all in deep thought.

'An owl... I've never seen an owl before in the entrance exams...'

He pushed himself up to a seated position. The owl jumped down to his legs, as Lyrian scanned where he was.

'This... isn't my tent.'

At that moment, he realized where he was. Then, a smile came onto his face again.

"I passed. This is the camp!"

He threw his bed covers of himself as he quickly got up onto his feet. The owl flew back to the sill of the open window, continuing to look curiously at the boy.

Lyrian simply stood in the middle of the room, with only his underwear on, and a smile on his face. He tightened his palms into fists. Although he didn't know what to do, he did know that he was freaking excited!

A flurry of exhilaration, pride, and excitement overtook his body in this surreal moment, as he closed his eyes, faced the sky, threw his hands up, and yelled at the top of his lungs!

"I PASSED!! HAHA!"

His hands came back down.

'What do I do? Am I supposed to be here right now?'

He thought to himself, slightly confused. Opening the door, he stepped outside, but not without turning around and looking at the owl, which was still standing at his window sill.

After stepping into the living room, where the fireplace still crackled, and where the candles lit up several parts of the room, he made his way towards the exit.

"Oi! I'm trying to sleep here. Stop yelling like some crazed idiot!"

Leon suddenly shouted from his room.

Lyrian turned around, surprised to hear his voice for some reason.

"Leon! You're here too!"

"Of course, I'm here... did you think I failed or something?"

Lyrian opened the door to his room before going inside. Leon looked him up and down before putting his covers over his head.

"Dude... get out."

Lyrian looked down before suddenly blocking his private parts.

"Why are you sleeping at a time like this!? Shouldn't we be... like... doing something?"

He said as Leon replied under his bedcovers.

"Didn't the owl tell you?"

Lyrian put on a confused expression, raising an eyebrow.

"The owl? It just hooted in my ear and woke me up."

Leon uncovered his face for a bit, looking only up at the ceiling, as a slightly confused expression dawned on his face as well.

"Hmm... that's odd. An owl that doesn't talk?"

Lyrian was even more confused.

"What kind of owl talks anyway? How is that the odd part? I'd say an owl talking is weird."

Leon paused, before putting his head under the covers once again.

"Get out and go sleep. We are meant to go back to the middle of the dome at dawn, where our other meetings with Julius happened..."

After entering back into his room, Lyrian sat down on his bed. He looked over at the owl, which was still there, just staring at him. Lyrian stared back.

"What do you want, owl that doesn't talk."

The owl paused for a second, before breaking out into a chirpish little laugh that was squeaky. It then flew away, leaving a trail of vibrant blue and green colors in the air.

Lyrian was confused, but he didn't pay much mind to it. Left alone in the silence of the loud wind, and only himself, Lyrian pondered about what happened the last day.

He founded his dream, the thing he wanted to do most in life. Laying down with his hands behind his head and one knee placed atop the other, he thought to himself.

'King of the world, one who has most power... now that I think about it, the most wealthy, and the most glorious, and the most famous... all of that is nothing but power at the end of the day. Maybe they can be substituted for each other? Well, that doesn't matter anyway. I'm sure when I'm king of the world, all of those aspects will be met by then.'

He then opened up his status. It hadn't changed much from last time, as he barely had any time to use Gale, and the more he cultivated, the slower the progress got.

It was slightly annoying, but it was part of the reason Lyrian decided to try and join the academy anyway. To get a better cultivation technique and boost his growth by leaps and bounds.

He then checked the stats of Zuuc. Garmr's stats wouldn't have changed much, but Lyrian had yet to see the stats of his newest creation.

┏━━━Status━━━┓

Name: Zuuc

Species: Generational Hobgoblin

Age: ~1

Overall Power (OP): 9

Health: 94/94

Stamina: 90/90

Strength: 99

Agility: 101

Defense: 88

Rank: Normal