Chapter Thirty-Three: Preparing for the Real World
After surveying the starter village one last time, Crow opened the system interface.
[Log Out?]
[Warning: All unsaved actions will be frozen until next login.]
He ignored the prompt.
He had one final move to make before leaving.
Without hesitation, he summoned the massive swirling gate of his Endless Dominion once again —
the invisible empire hidden in another layer of reality.
One by one, Crow began transferring everything he owned into it:
The Sky Fortress, tethered to the Dominion's skies. His undead armies: the goblins, the dragon, the fallen elites. His captured elves: all the A-Rank, B-Rank, and C-Rank units. His heroes and divine rank companions — all waiting respectfully at his side, then slipping inside. Resources, gold, rare materials, ancient relics he had looted from dungeons and ruins. Even unfinished projects and arrays Seloria had started.
Everything.
Nothing remained behind.
The entire might of Crow's early-game conquest vanished into the invisible dominion, unseen and unreachable by any other player or NPC.
Inside the Endless Dominion, the landscape began to change.
Crow could see it —
not just imagine it, but truly see his private world now.
A new system panel floated in front of him:
[Endless Dominion Management Activated.]
[Features Available: Army Management, City Planning, Resource Mining, Spatial Monitoring.]
[Visual Access: 100% Coverage Achieved.]
He stood there, overlooking the endless plains, mountains, rivers, and valleys inside his personal dimension.
Every blade of grass.
Every cloud.
Every army camp.
Every soul.
He could see them all.
He could even command them remotely if needed — setting units to patrol, construct, or defend while he was offline.
The divine companions gathered neatly within the Dominion:
Sasha, polishing her blade atop a mountain cliff. Aeris, meditating near a sacred spring. Seloria, setting up a protective rune array around a massive flatland — preparing for the future cities Crow would build. Seraphina, lazily drifting through the skies, hauntingly beautiful. Lyravex, who obediently waited beside a large black throne that Crow had summoned.
With everything stored and secure, Crow finally accepted the logout prompt.
[Logging Out…]
[Estimated Real World Time Passed: 1 Hour]
As the system faded to black, he allowed himself a cold smile.
In just a year, the game would fuse with reality.
When that day came...
While everyone else started scrambling like headless chickens,
fighting over scraps and low-level monsters...
He would return.
With an empire hidden in another dimension.
With an army of divine and undead elites.
With a fortress in the skies.
And with a world that already belonged to him.
Chapter Thirty-Three End