The sky cracked like glass. The ground trembled. And then… nothing.
No death. No flames. Just an unnatural stillness.
Aric Myles blinked awake. The office chair beneath him was gone. So was the desk, the city, the concrete world he knew. In its place stood a vibrant plain, stretching infinitely in all directions, where grass shimmered with data-like flickers and twin suns hung overhead like judgmental eyes.
And around him?
People. Hundreds. Thousands. Maybe millions. All confused, panicking, shouting names that vanished the moment they spoke. Even Aric's own voice cracked into digital static when he muttered, "What the hell—"
A chime silenced the chaos.
Welcome to the Dominion Realms.
You have been chosen to become a Realm Holder.
This is no longer Earth.
Every sentient race across billions of worlds has been gathered.
Your existence now depends on how you build, lead, and survive.
Prepare for your Ascension.
Suddenly, a transparent blue screen snapped open in front of Aric.
[Status Window – Public View Enabled]
Name: Aric Myles
Race: Human
Class: [???]
Place of Dominion: [Initializing...]
Talent Rank: EX
Talent Type: [Divine Architect]
Servant Limit: ∞* (ERROR - SYSTEM OVERRIDE)
Skills:
Blueprint Creation (EX+)
Law Writing (Locked)
Summon Construct Soul (S)
Divine Terraform (Locked)
Master of Foundations (Passive - Active)
Establishment Assigned: [Planet: Genesis - SSS Core Tier]
Territory Authority: Planetary Sovereign
Dominion Core Level: 1
System Integration: 0.1%
Unique Title Acquired: "The One Who Skipped the Tutorial"
Aric blinked at the screen. "...What do you mean Planet?"
Around him, others were receiving tiny plots of land—a bakery-sized inn, a ruined village, a patch of swamp labeled "future tavern site." Some cheered. Others cried. One girl got a floating island with a unicorn on it.
And then came the voice.
Player Aric Myles has been granted a full Planet-class Dominion.
As per balance protocols, his difficulty has been escalated. Good luck!
Aric swore. And then swore again when the ground under his feet gave way. In a flash of white light, he was yanked away.
[Location: Planet Genesis | Core Spawn Point]
A young man crashed face-first into soft moss.
"...Ow. Five stars for the teleportation, zero for landing."
He stood up.
A single glowing obelisk pulsed before him. It buzzed. It hummed. And then a soft female voice whispered:
"Welcome, Supreme Architect. Your Dominion awaits your design. Would you like to begin the world-building process?"
A grid stretched across the sky. Terrain menus appeared. Weather sliders. Building options. Magic law toggles. Population generation tools. A literal world editing interface.
Aric's mouth went dry.
"This… is Sim God on steroids."
The screen blinked again.
Beginner Bonus: One Blueprint Token Acquired. Would you like to open it?
[Opening…]
You have obtained EX-Rank Blueprint: Origin Nexus
Aric selected it. A storm of light filled the sky.
In the next second, a massive, arcane citadel rose from the earth—half organic, half metal, surrounded by glowing circuitry rivers and floating towers. It pulsed with divine energy.
He fell back, laughing. "I'm gonna build the craziest empire this world's ever seen."
Meanwhile… In the Nexus Core
Thousands of newly summoned people gathered in a shimmering silver city.
Market stalls were popping up. The Event Arena had its first deathmatch scheduled in ten minutes. Someone was already recruiting for "The Banana Cult Guild."
At the very center stood the Organization Registry, where a small girl with a robotic arm slammed a plaque that read:
"Aric Myles: Planet Holder. Talent: EX. Class: Unknown. Servant Cap: ∞."
The entire hall went silent.
A man in black armor muttered, "...That's not possible. There's only supposed to be ten EX holders."
A masked figure beside him whispered, "Then he's either a bug... or a god."
End of Chapter 1