-Fanfic Idea Start-
You know, when I imagined getting myself reincarnated, I expected a lot of things:
The Good - Overpowered, Harem, the works.
The Bad - Get thrown around like Subaru minus the whole mental stability and unrealistic perseverance bordering on illness.
The Realistic - Just be a normal guy with a little extra knowledge compared to wherever I pop into.
Unmistakably, I got hit with a haymaker, and given something very oddly specific it makes me scratch my head regarding the machinations of whatever Omnipotent God decided to reincarnate me...
Hmm...
How exactly do I explain this?
Let's try with a riddle!
I don't have eyes, yet can see.
I have no nose, yet can smell.
I have no mouth, yet can speak.
Wow! I can even fly!
...What am I?
Beep!
Wrong!
I'm a fucking WISP.
Wait, wait!
It gets weirder!
I'm immortal.
As in, True Immortal.
Nothing can hurt me or kill me.
Nice I guess?
And, for the cherry on top...
I can create things.
Now now, not the Omnipotent God type of "Create", like imagine and it comes to fruition.
No no no.
It's the Minecraft Typa Create.
Like, I imagine some kinda block or material and it comes to my hand and I can place it.
Even if it doesn't exist.
I can even create monsters!
But I gotta make them piece by piece.
Wait, that prior description was actually perfect.
I'm literally in Creative Mode from Minecraft.
As a bonus fuck you, I can't hit or attack anything.
Maybe drop an anvil or a dragon on a motherfucker, but that's about it.
Nor make any metaphysical or meta or physical changes about myself.
...Sure I'm a big fan of making stuff, but this is all too weird.
Guess this ain't all that bad?
Back to the whole "Why" I'm even this kinda "Creative Wisp" species or whatever...
[Bless this world with 10,000 Unique Creations and you shall be allowed passage to another!]
Cool.
Not vague at all.
What? I can spawn like 10,000 randomly colored rocks and call it a day, no?
[No, you can not.]
IT SPEAKS?!
[Your creations will be judged by myself. Creations must be arbitrary and neutral. Not with hostile intentions against any faction or side of the sentient beings of the world.]
What if I make a dungeon with monsters or something?
Does that count?
[That is satisfactory.]
Hmm, I'll roll with it.
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"Is it me... Or is that mountain bigger than it was yesterday?"
"Oh yeah... There's a cave on the side of it as well! Must be the work of the Gods!"
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"WROAAAAAAAAAAAAR" The frost dragon at the top of the mountain roared.
"Shut up buddy, I'm making a bridge and expanding your mountain so it doesn't look like a pissy little cliff. Stop whining."
A frost breath destroyed an hour's worth of bridge creation.
...Shoulda made it from tougher material in hindsight.
"Aight, that does it."
"WROAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR"
"You just keep on roaring, give me like two hours and you'll be sorry."
-TWO HOURS LATER-
[WARNING! HOSTILE CREATION USED! DETRACTING 2,000 POINTS ACCORDING TO IMPACT ON THE WORLD!]
"Victory!"
"What is this place?" The DIVINE Dragon questioned as it stood over the corpse of the rude frost dragon.
"Hmm... Went a lil overboard on the backstory, but go and chill I guess." I shrugged.
The Divine Dragon promptly flew past the horizon doing... Whatever.
-Fanfic Idea End-
Idk what the fuck I was cooking with this one.
Lmao.