Godlike Player in a Game-Like World



Raydon didn't understand why he needed it, but since this file was no longer important, he gave it to him without asking.

'What is he doing? ' Raydon wondered as soon as Samuen received the file. To his surprise, the entire file suddenly transformed into grains of sand and vanished.

"Ah, I understand that these are the only memories left from your original world, but we need to do this," Samuen explained. He then turned to Diam and nodded.

As soon as Diam caught sight of this sign, a gaping hole measuring three meters in width suddenly appeared behind her.

'Is this her dimensional storage?' Raydon pondered, taken aback by what he was witnessing.

What astonished Raydon was not the size of the entrance to the dimensional storage, which he could have effortlessly replicated in his own dimensional storage; instead, it was the sight that awaited him inside.

Inside, it appeared to be significantly larger than Raydon's dimensional storage, and it resembled a wondrous miniature world that was bursting with vibrant life. The ground was covered in soil that had an organic appearance to it, and it was embellished with grass, flowers, and trees that grew to great heights. There were beasts roaming the land, munching on the lush grasses, and there were also monsters in the air that were soaring through the sky in search of prey. 

As Raydon laid his eyes upon the scene, he couldn't help but feel that what he was seeing resembled a small world rather than a dimensional storage.

His focus was quickly drawn to a peculiar sight, which was a green slime that had emerged from the dimension storage and was slowly making its way towards him. But it moved quickly past him, and it moved with purpose, leaving behind a trail of sticky mucus as it approached the gaming pod that brought Raydon into this world. 

The pod was entirely encased in slime after it was consumed by it.

"Wait... Why are you doing this? Isn't this formation supposed to be extremely valuable?" Zephyr's voice echoed with panic as he witnessed the green slime engulfing the gaming pod.

At first, Raydon was confused as to why he was acting so frantically; however, he soon came to the realization that the gaming pod that was afloat in the green slime was beginning to disintegrate.

Raydon asked similarly, frowning, "What is the reason for this?"

Even though the formation may not have an immediate use for anyone at the moment, Raydon believed that the items within it held immense value for the family and possibly even for the entire world. There was a chance that it could contain a rare and highly coveted orange-grade item.

"We can't take the risk," Samuen said, his tone serious and resolute. "While it may seem unlikely, it cannot be a mere coincidence that your world was destroyed while this diary remained intact. My theory is that the Observer intentionally erased all evidence of your creation, but left this gate open for us to discover you. Similarly, this diary was likely left behind as a means for you to somehow uncover the truth."

After hearing this explanation, Raydon was speechless and had nothing more to add.

In point of fact, Raydon's presence had already triggered the danger of the Observer coming to this world and destroying everything in the same way as before. At the very least, Samuen was attempting to minimize this possibility by destroying other evidence of his creation in the hope that the Observer wouldn't come back to kill other witnesses as well.

Raydon couldn't help but shed invisible tears as he witnessed the gradual disappearance of the gaming pod, knowing that it potentially held valuable items. However, when he saw the resolute determination in Samuen's eyes, he realized that he had no power to change the situation.

Raydon asked, "Then, what is the other thing you want to show me?" in the hopes of at least partially mitigating the damage caused by his loss. 

"To tell you the truth, I have no idea what it is either," After another burst of laughter, Samuen reached into his dimensional storage and withdrew a small, pitch-black ball.

Raydon's frustration grew as he heard Samuen's response. "You don't know? Then why did you claim it was something important?" His eyes twitched once again, a mix of disappointment and annoyance. The glimmer of hope that had briefly emerged within him has now dimmed.

"All right, there's no reason to be so angry. While I don't know exactly what it is, there is a significant reason why I believe it's quite important," Samuen reassured Raydon, handing him the black ball. He continued to elaborate, "We discovered this object alongside you in that fallen world. I believed that in a world where everything has been destroyed, something still standing would be extraordinary. ''

Samuel stated with a grin. Aside from Raydon, even the diary they discovered there was extraordinary.

"There was no mention of this object in the diary. From what we know, even the sole gold-grade item they possessed was destroyed. Yet, the items connected to you managed to survive the calamity unscathed. Based on that, I can only surmise that this object is something the Observer left behind for you," Samuen explained.

'That disgusting eye left it for me? ' In response to his theory, Raydon scowled.

If Samuen's assumption was correct, this thing couldn't be ordinary. However, Raydon couldn't help but harbor a lingering irritation towards the Observer, which dampened his optimism about the object's true nature.

But as Raydon examined the black ball more closely, all his preconceptions were swiftly replaced. The seemingly ordinary black ball suddenly revealed its true nature as its eyelids parted to reveal a pitch-black pupil hidden within.

Then a series of red-colored system messages started to appear in front of Raydon one after another.

[Anomaly detected.]

[System error detected.]

[Rebooting the system.]

[Rebooting failed.]

[Insufficient authorization.]

[Required permission is pending...]

[Permission granted to initiate the Trial of the Gods.]

[Do you wish to commence the Trial of the Gods?]

[Y/N]

''What the hell? '' Raydon's voice trembled with surprise as he stared at the perplexing system messages and the black eye, resembling a miniature version of the Observer.