Creation Of All Things

Adam exhaled slowly, his eyes narrowing slightly.

[Would you like to assimilate the Abyssborn Sovereign Bloodline?]

There was no hesitation.

"Yes."

The moment he confirmed, a surge of darkness erupted within him. His body tensed as raw abyssal energy flooded his veins, spreading like wildfire. His heartbeat pounded like a war drum, each thud shaking him from the inside out.

Then—

Pain.

It wasn't the sharp, unbearable kind. It was deep. Heavy. Like something was unraveling him and reforging him at the same time.

Adam clenched his fists, his nails digging into his palm. His vision blurred as black and crimson energy coiled around his limbs, his muscles tensing and shifting. His bones felt like they were being reforged, denser, stronger.

His senses expanded.

He could feel it—the abyssal power surging through his blood. A monstrous strength, something primal, something ancient.

Then—his body cracked. A ripple of abyssal energy pulsed outward, dark tendrils flickering around him before fading into his skin. His breath came out slow, steady.

[Assimilation Complete.]

Adam opened his eyes.

For a moment, they flickered—a deep abyssal black, with crimson streaks glowing faintly before fading back to normal.

He flexed his fingers.

Stronger.

He could feel it.

This bloodline wasn't just an upgrade. It was a transformation.

A small smirk tugged at his lips.

"Now… let's see about you."

Adam reached into his inventory and pulled out the final item.

A core.

It was pulsing faintly, a deep red glow flickering within.

??? (Simply: Krozak)

He turned it over in his palm.

Then, without a word, he infused his energy into it.

The response was immediate.

The core shuddered, the glow intensifying. A pulse of dark energy spread out, making the air heavy.

Then—

A crack formed.

Then another.

And then—

BOOM.

A surge of abyssal power erupted from the core, and in the next instant—

A massive figure stood before him.

Tall. Towering. Broad-shouldered with obsidian skin marked by faint crimson lines pulsing like veins. Clawed hands flexed, and burning crimson eyes locked onto Adam.

Krozak.

His presence was suffocating, his abyssal energy rolling off him in waves.

For a moment, there was silence.

Then—

Krozak exhaled, tilting his head slightly. His deep voice rumbled through the room like distant thunder.

Krozak stared at his hands, his glowing crimson eyes widening in shock. He clenched his fists, feeling the strength in his body, the power that shouldn't be there.

"I'm… alive?" His deep voice rumbled, disbelief laced in every word. Memories of his final battle flashed through his mind—Adam standing over him, the killing blow, the darkness swallowing him whole. And yet, here he was. Breathing. Standing.

His gaze snapped to the figure in front of him.

Adam.

Except, he wasn't just Adam right now.

The aura he gave off was suffocating, heavy with authority. His body radiated abyssal energy, his presence demanding submission.

Then—

Krozak's instincts kicked in.

Before he could even process it, his knees hit the ground. His body moved on its own. Head bowed. Hands clenched against the floor. His entire being screamed at him to submit.

This… this only happened in the presence of a royal.

Krozak's chest tightened. A noble from his race? Impossible. Abyssborn Sovereigns were extinct. And yet—

"My lord," Krozak said, his voice trembling slightly, his mind racing. "It is an honor to stand before you."

Excitement bubbled beneath his shock. He had died, yet a royal had brought him back. This was unheard of.

But Adam… just frowned.

He glanced down at himself, taking in his form before exhaling. Then, in an instant, the abyssal energy around him faded. His features returned to normal. Just a human again.

"Hey, look up," Adam said, his tone almost amused. "I'm the one who killed you, remember?"

Krozak stiffened.

That voice.

He knew that voice.

His head lifted slowly, and as his eyes met Adam's calm, smiling face—

Something inside him snapped.

"You—!"

His body reacted before his mind could catch up. He moved to lunge—

But stopped.

Or rather—

He couldn't move.

His limbs wouldn't respond. His power wouldn't activate. His body refused to obey.

Panic surged through him.

Adam tilted his head slightly, his smile never fading.

"If I were you," he said, voice light, almost teasing, "I'd save my strength."

Krozak gritted his teeth, straining, but it was useless. No matter how much he willed it, his body wouldn't disobey.

"You can't attack me," Adam continued, lowering his hands into his pockets. "And you can't even think about harming me. Right now—" he spread his arms slightly, the dim light casting shadows across his face— "I'm basically your god."

Krozak's breath came out shaky.

This wasn't normal. This wasn't how things worked.

And yet—

He could feel it.

Something binding him. An unbreakable law written into his very existence.

Adam sighed, stretching his neck before rolling his shoulders.

"I can't keep you here too long," he said casually. "So I'll just send you to my personal dimension. We'll talk more there."

Before Krozak could react, Adam flicked his wrist.

A vortex of swirling darkness erupted beneath him.

The last thing Krozak saw was Adam's calm expression as the vortex swallowed him whole.

Adam dusted off his hands, watching the last traces of the vortex fade away. With Krozak dealt with, he exhaled lightly, stretching his fingers as a thought crossed his mind.

"Alright," he muttered to himself, his lips curling into a small smirk. "Time to check out that little trick I cooked up. The one that screws over anyone trying to peek into my future."

With a flick of his wrist, a translucent screen materialized in front of him, lines of glowing text scrolling across it. His system tab.

His eyes scanned the list until he found it.

[Abyssal Veil]

He tapped on it, and in an instant, the information unfolded before him.

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Abyssal Veil (Unique Ability)

Effect: Completely blocks all future-seeing, fate-altering, and prophecy-based abilities from affecting the user. Anyone attempting to view the user's future will see only a void of nothingness—an abyss so deep it erases even the concept of 'destiny' itself.

Passive Influence: The user exists outside the flow of causality. Fate cannot bind them, and prophecies cannot predict them. Even beings who stand above time itself will find their visions blacked out, as if the user simply does not exist.

Counter-Effect: If an entity persistently tries to see the user's future despite the warnings, the Abyssal Veil retaliates. Depending on the level of the intruder, outcomes may range from temporary blindness to complete erasure from existence.

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Adam let out a low whistle.

"Damn," he muttered, rubbing his chin. "I really made this unfair, huh?"

He leaned back slightly, his expression relaxed but amused.

With this ability, he wasn't just invisible to the future—he had erased the very concept of his future from reality itself. Even gods who could see across timelines would find nothing. No clues, no threads to pull.

And if they were stupid enough to keep trying… well, they'd be lucky if blindness was all they got.

Adam chuckled, shaking his head.

"Yeah… this is gonna be fun."