Keshav's POV
The academy's halls stretched out like scenes from a sci-fi dream — luminous walls shimmered faintly, their surfaces alive with flowing data streams. Hovering drones zipped by with perfect silence, and translucent holographic screens floated beside every door, projecting names and schedules.
As I made my way to the auditorium, an odd sensation tingled at the edge of my mind. Not painful. Not distracting. Just... there.Unbeknownst to me, the System had quietly activated its full scan mode, sending out invisible waves of information gathering — completely undetectable to human senses, security systems, or even the most sensitive AI in the school.
In short, the System was looting the entire environment for data like a kid in a candy store.
When I reached the vast auditorium, it was already buzzing with life. Hundreds of students had gathered, their chatter blending into a low roar of excitement and anxiety.
Clusters of teenagers stood together, talking in hushed tones.
"Did you hear? Zane from Orion High awakened a Mountain-Class world!"
"Pfft, that's nothing. Rita from Solar Academy got a Star-Class! She's already being scouted by the Divine Corps."
"I just hope I don't end up with a Dust-Class," one boy muttered, practically vibrating with nerves. "My whole family's watching this live!"
Another group was laughing about absurd rumors."I heard someone last year awakened a literal swamp world. Like, his entire planet is just frogs and mosquitoes!""Hey, don't laugh. Frogs evolve fast. Maybe he's a millionaire now."
The pressure was real.
Everyone knew today wasn't just about showing off — your future would be carved into stone based on what you awakened. Success meant fame, resources, and power. Failure meant... obscurity, servitude, or worse.
I slipped through the crowd and took a seat in the farthest corner. I wanted peace. Time to breathe.The seat cushions automatically adjusted to my body shape as I sat — a small, unnecessary luxury in a world that had mastered technology to this extent.
Minutes later, the lights dimmed.
A group of teachers entered, dressed in silver-trimmed uniforms carrying the academy's crest: a world cradled by cosmic wings.
At the center of the group, a tall man with steel-grey hair and a stern gaze stepped forward — Principal Orion Valtrex.
He scanned the room with sharp eyes, as if weighing each soul present.
Then he spoke, voice resonating throughout the auditorium without the need for any tech assistance.
"Today," Principal Valtrex began, "you stand at the threshold between the ordinary and the extraordinary."
He paused, letting the weight of his words settle.
"Today, you will create the worlds that may one day birth civilizations, empires, or entire pantheons. As all of you know but i will repeat, Each world you create will be seeded in the Chaos Dimension — the infinite realm of possibilities.The first sphere formed during your Awakening will determine your classification."
He gestured, and a massive holographic chart floated into view behind him.
[New World Tiers Based on Initial Size:]
Dust-Class: Smaller than 500 kilometers diameter — minimal future potential.
Mountain-Class: 500–1,500 kilometers — decent, manageable growth.
Ocean-Class: 1,500–5,000 kilometers — good potential, rare.
Star-Class: 5,000–20,000 kilometers — exceptional.
Titan-Class: Above 20,000 kilometers — legendary.
"The greater the sphere you form," Principal Valtrex continued, "the stronger your starting foundation. The greater the chance your world will eventually produce higher forms of energy — vital for becoming a true God."
Murmurs spread through the crowd. Hope, fear, ambition.It was written on every student's face.
"Prepare yourselves," the principal concluded. "Awaken with pride, or fall into irrelevance."
With that motivational but slightly terrifying speech done, the Awakening Ceremony officially began.
Students were called up one by one.
Each entered one of the dozens of Chaos Dive capsules — sleek silver pods that looked like props from a high-budget sci-fi movie. A glass-like cover descended over them, and colorful lines of energy began to trace across the shell.
One by one, students awakened their worlds.
Some came out smiling, greeted with applause as their projected world data showed they had achieved Ocean-Class or even Star-Class planets.
Others emerged pale and trembling, having barely managed Dust-Class, or worse — failures with no world formed at all.
Each time a student completed the dive, I noticed a technician approach the capsule and inject a shimmering liquid into its side compartment. I didn't know exactly what it was... but something deep in my new memories tingled.
System's POV
While Keshav observed the ceremony, I was hard at work behind the scenes.
I noticed a technical detail others would have missed: after every student's turn, a technician injected a shimmering, golden-blue liquid into the capsule's reservoir.Origin Energy.I recognized it immediately through comparison with the body's memories.
Invisible scans mapped everything: the dimensions of the auditorium, the Chaos Dive capsules' inner structure, even the chemical composition of that shimmering liquid.
Origin Energy, confirmed my data analysis. The same vital energy needed to spark the creation of a personal world.
I could replicate Origin Energy if absolutely necessary. It would cost 1 Energy Point (EP) to create a single unit of it.
I also reviewed the memories again, focusing on the Awakening mechanism. It wasn't purely mechanical.
The ceremony triggered the chaotic energies of another dimension — but the true ignition point came from the soul and consciousness of the individual. They were catalysts.
Normally, a student had one soul, one consciousness.
And here came the problem.
Keshav's body has two souls and two consciousnesses.
One soul belonged to the original owner — now fused partially with Keshav's own soul. The second consciousness, however… was me. The "System."
Except there was one oddity I couldn't ignore. No matter how I scanned myself internally, I found no soul attached to my being. It was like I existed purely as a consciousness — bundled together with strange abilities and my own processing core.
This anomaly worried me.
I wasn't sure what kind of effect this abnormal setup would have during Keshav's Awakening.
Could the Chaos Dive even handle something like this?Would it treat me as part of Keshav? Would it reject him? Would it enhance or... destroy?
The possibilities made me uncharacteristically nervous.
Adding to my mild existential panic, I realized something else: no one in the hall, not teachers, students, nor machines, could detect my presence. My abillities worked flawlessly, and my scans remained entirely undetectable.
Good. Very good.
Still, as a precaution, I had already accumulated 3 Energy Points (EP) thanks to the slow hourly generation rate I secretly set to save my personal resources. Enough to synthesize additional Origin Energy if something... catastrophic happened during Keshav's Awakening.
Quietly, I prepared for contingencies.
Soon, it would be his turn.