Elias's vision blurred, the world around him distorting as the light of the orb enveloped him. He could feel his very being unraveling and then reforming, his body reborn in an entirely new world. A world that was not his own.
When his vision cleared, the first thing he noticed was the air—it was different. The scent of pine and damp earth filled his nostrils. The sounds of distant birds and rustling leaves reached his ears. But the most important thing? The ground beneath him was soft, uneven, and covered with thick vegetation.
He stood up, slowly, looking around. A vast forest stretched before him, the trees towering high into the sky, their branches swaying gently in the wind. The sun was setting, casting a golden glow over the leaves and creating a peaceful yet eerie silence. No walls. No cities. Just the wilderness.
This… this is the world from Attack on Titan... (Elias)
He couldn't believe it at first, but the distant feeling of unease—the presence of something far too large to ignore—confirmed it. The stories, the Titans, the walls, all of it was real.
"Where exactly am I?" (Elias)
He looked around, trying to orient himself. He didn't know where he was, but he knew he was far from the walls. There was nothing to mark his position, no signs of civilization or human presence. The forest stretched endlessly in every direction. The silence was overwhelming. A kind of isolation that felt almost suffocating.
Focus, he reminded himself. You've got powers now. You've got the system.
Elias closed his eyes for a moment, his mind reaching out to the new presence that had become a part of him. He felt it—the hum of the system within him. The constant presence, the endless possibilities at his disposal.
Alright, he thought. First things first. I need to make sure I'm not completely vulnerable here. Let's get some shelter.
He closed his eyes again, this time focusing on the power of creation. He imagined a small shelter, something simple but effective, a place to rest for the night. A structure formed in his mind—a small hut, sturdy, compact, and hidden from sight.
As he concentrated, the world around him seemed to respond. The air shifted, and he could feel the system working, responding to his thoughts. The forest floor in front of him began to shift, as if the earth itself was bending to his will. Wood, leaves, and stone began to form together. The small hut emerged from the ground, rising as if summoned by an unseen force.
It took only a few moments, and before he knew it, the shelter stood before him, fully formed and intact.
Elias stepped back, admiring the creation. It was small but exactly what he needed—more than enough for a night of rest, and it would serve him well for the time being.
I can create anything... (Elias)
His mind raced, thinking of the possibilities. He could make weapons, armor, food—whatever he needed to survive in this world. No longer was he a helpless bystander. He was in control.
But there was more to be done. The system—he still had to learn it.
With a thought, Elias opened his mind to the system interface. He felt the familiar pull as the multiverse unfolded before him. It was like an infinite library of knowledge, skills, items, and abilities, all waiting for him to choose.
Let's see what this system can really do... (Elias)
He could see it now, the multiverse laid bare before him—every possible item, skill, and bloodline available for purchase with his unlimited system points. The ability to purchase anything from across time and space, from any world. It was overwhelming, but Elias could feel his resolve hardening. He wasn't just here to survive. He was here to thrive.
His gaze shifted back to the forest around him. Somewhere out there, the Titans waited. The walls were just a faint memory.
Elias took a deep breath, his eyes gleaming with purpose.
This world is mine to shape. (Elias)
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