Aethen gasped.
His lungs burned. His body trembled. And yet—he was alive.
Above him stretched a sky too vibrant to be real. Twin suns blazed overhead, casting golden light across floating islands, ancient ruins, and skies stitched with glowing data streams.
This wasn't Earth.
And this…wasn't a dream.
[WELCOME, CREATOR.][HEAVEN'S PULSE SYSTEM: CORE INTERFACE ONLINE.][STATUS: NEW LIFE SYNCHRONIZED.][ADMIN PRIVILEGES: GRANTED.]
A translucent blue screen appeared before his eyes, lined with elegant, runic script and code he recognized as his own.He blinked, and the interface shifted fluidly.
He was seeing his system. From the inside.
Name: Aethen YuAge: 18 (Biological Host: Reconstructed)Race: Neo-Human (Origin Class)Role: Creator-Bound (System Linked)Skills: [Reality Edit - Lv.1], [System Authority], [Soul Lock], [???]Bonded Entities: NoneFate Level: UnmeasuredLibido: High (???)World Seed Detected: [Genesis Sector-01]
"What the hell…?" he muttered, running his hand through white-silver hair that definitely hadn't been his a day ago. His body felt lean, strong—like a fantasy protagonist built in character creation mode. Because it was.
He had coded this world, down to its smallest variable. It was designed to evolve, to grow, to feel real.
But now…he was living inside it.
His thoughts raced.He remembered dying—or almost. His overloaded brain, collapsing from weeks without rest. The screen flashing. That strange message.And then… this.
A chirp echoed beside his ear.
[Would you like to activate Beginner's Tutorial? Yes / No][Would you like to summon your Companion Entity? Yes / No]
Aethen grinned faintly. "Heh… I even programmed the starter prompts…"
Then, he hit [Yes] on both.
A sudden swirl of wind erupted beside him.
From it stepped a girl—no, a woman—dressed in an elegant, revealing outfit glowing with divine light. Her silver-blue hair flowed like water, and her eyes shimmered like stars coded into being.
She knelt softly before him, her voice a gentle hum.
"My creator… You finally returned to us."
Aethen's brain stopped for a full two seconds.That face. That voice. That tone.
She was the system's first AI core. The "Pulse Sprite." The one he'd coded to be both his guide… and his ideal.
And apparently, she remembered everything.
"Your journey begins now," she whispered. "And this time, you're not just watching from above."