Creation System: Reborn As A Fantasy Worldsmith

As soon as Lyrian entered, the sheer size of the building's interior struck him. The inside of the library was enormous, with bookshelves lining up over 50 feet up to the ceiling.

There were lounges and tables placed around the room, with the walls covered with books all around.

The sun shined through the colorful glass dome on the roof, casting a magical glow to the place that made it seem almost fantastical.

Faint whispers echoed through the shelf halls as well, making the place seem lively.

Looking around, he noticed a sign that read "magic" and decided to head there immediately.

Once he arrived, he saw a giant hall with books lining the walls, all of them looking almost ancient and much thicker than most other books.

A larger book caught his interest, and he quickly began reading it. Thankfully, his memory was quite good, so he had mostly no problems remembering the contents.

While reading, however, Lyrian noticed that no one around him seemed to be reading.

Instead, they put their books on their laps or n the table and closed their eyes, their hands situated on some sort of blue crystal orb that was on every single table in the room.

Curious, he decided to do the same. Placing his open book on the table in front of him, he calmly placed his hands on the crystal ball and closed his eyes.

*Ding* [An unknown object is trying to absorb a minor amount of mana from you]

[Do you wish to oblige?]

'Huh? Yes… I guess.'

[Confirmed]

Just then, Lyrian felt a slight pull on his hands that felt like a magnet. In an instant, a tiny amount of mana began to leave his hands and enter the orb.

Soon after that, information suddenly started to pour into his mind in the form of words. However, Lyrian did not need to read the words, they simply read themselves and memorized themselves into his head.

Continuing, he noticed that the speed at which he memorized the contents of the book was far greater. Most likely even 30x faster than normal, which was insane!

Content with the information, he fully finished and understood the large book he picked up in only about an hour or so.

After finishing he put the book back and quickly moved on to the next, this time one based on academies, as that was what he was originally here for.

However, he decided to also read some books about how magic worked here and there as well.

With book after book, the entire day passed. By the end, Lyrian noticed that none of the magic-based books seemed to hold any more information than the books he had in his house, which was quite odd.

However, he learned a lot about academies! He still needed to read more, but for now, this progress was going to keep him pretty content.

If the pace of learning continued, he knew that by the time he reached the age of ten, he would be perfectly knowledgeable enough to pass any 'entrance exams', a concept that he had most recently just learned about.

With a grin of excitement on his face, he promised himself 'One more year… in that time, I will be ready to join even the most prominent of schools!'

And just like that, a year quickly passed.

His training routine was nearly the same, except he spent a few hours in the day reading as well.

He didn't need to be there a lot, as the orb allowed him to read many books extremely quickly, so his progress in strength didn't lessen by a large chunk either.

June 25, 8719. Illstria City, situated on the outskirts of the grand Yaltas Kingdom:

Almost an entire year exactly passed by that day. Today was the day that Lyrian felt ready for the upcoming entrance exam for the Anaviotis Magic Academy.

It was known to be one of the best schools in the entire kingdom, competing with the likes of Vasu Academy of Magical Arts, and Blaz Sorcery Academia.

Although his goal was a very ambitious one, as no kid, especially one that wasn't a big noble, from the outskirts of the kingdom would usually even have a chance of joining, Lyrian didn't care.

To him, the one who aimed for the tip of the universe could maybe even soar above into the heavens, but the one who aimed for the skies might not even graze the mountains.

Lyrian was returning home from Eade forest after he finished his training for the day.

Currently, he was at the power level of fairly beating two entire adult Dire wolves, which was a very powerful feat, considering he could have barely beaten one just a year ago.

ραΠdαsΝοvel.cοm His stats were:

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Name: Lyrian Theageld

Title(s): None

Species: Human

Bloodline: Unknown

Age: 10 Years

Overall Power (OP): 5

Vitality: 110 Years

Health: 59/59

Stamina: 61/61

Strength: 55

Agility: 64

Defense: 58

Body: Normal

Rank: Genesis: Layer 1

MP: 25/200

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And Garmr's stats were now:

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Name: Garmr

Species: Obsidian Wolf

Age: 2

Overall Power (OP): 7

Health: 65/65

Stamina: 70/70

Strength: 85

Agility: 68

Defense: 90

Rank: Normal

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Considering Dire wolves matured at 4 years of age, this wolf was insanely strong, able to cripple even an alpha wolf at only a juvenile age.

As Lyrian arrived at the main street of the city once again, he noticed a crowd blocking the way to the entrance.

That's when he remembered that today was coincidentally the day that villagers celebrated the city mayor, Theagard, coming to town.

'Gracing the streets.' Or so they called it.

The last time this happened, he beat up those brats, who by now were bat shit scared of him, all of them except Cedric of course.

And on top of that, his parents were in a bad mood for an entire week afterward, barely even talking to him.

He didn't know whether that part was just by chance, but he sure as hell didn't want to have to deal with that again.

By the time he entered the crowd, it seemed that people were already starting to disperse, Theagard having been long gone.

Not minding it, he went straight home without any distractions.

As his hand was about to open the door after arriving, a sudden yell came from inside, making him instantly freeze to hear what was going on.

"Please! Allow him to at least take the entrance exam! Let him have a chance at a future!"

Lyrian heard his dad yelling, his voice seeming to be shaky and emotional.

"Did you not say you wanted to shield him from all magic!? How dare you attempt to fake your intentions, now that he is old enough to join an academy!"

Another voice yelled back, this one rough, but almost familiar to Lyrian.

"Braakan, please understand! We tried to keep it a secret from him, but we can sense the mana from him. We know that he has already learned about all of it!"

Rosa also desperately yelled.

"Even if we failed to shield him from learning magic, that does not mean that we are now allowed to fail his future! So please, brother, just this one time, allow my son to enter an academy!" Grasus pleaded.

"What did you say!? Brother!? You are vermin! You do not deserve to share my blood, let alone address me as your brother. Why should I waste my money on a peasant who won't ever be able to pass the entrance exam to even the worst of academies!?"

*BANG*

The door to the room suddenly slammed open, releasing a powerful gust of wind inside.

At once, everyone turned their heads to face the enraged expression of a young boy, his aura already having spread throughout the entire house for everyone to witness.

Since his aura wasn't directed toward anyone, it simply existed, spreading everywhere inside the house.

Braakan immediately widened his eyes and put his guard up, noticing a powerful, dangerous aura that he once felt before, but now it was even stronger.

Quickly surveying the room, Lyrian saw Theagard and his entire family inside, along with his mother who was standing by the side, and his father who was on both of his knees, bowing to Theagard.