Creation Of All Things-Chapter 150: True Form

"Incredible."

One word. That's all Adam could say.

Hovering in the heart of his personal dimension, wrapped in the godly glow of black and gold, he looked at his hands again—fingers forged from chaos, pulsing with raw energy.

This... was it.

His final form.

A form so powerful, it didn't just bend the rules—it rewrote them. The stars outside his dimension flickered like they were nervous. The laws of physics? Shaking in their boots.

And the craziest part?

This wasn't even the final version of it.

As he grew, as his power climbed, this form would evolve with him—stronger, faster, more terrifying. The time limit would stretch, until one day... it wouldn't exist anymore. Permanent god-mode.

The system chimed again.

[Cooldown: 10 Days]

Adam blinked. "...That's it?"

He paused, then threw his head back and laughed.

It wasn't a villain laugh. It wasn't cocky.

It was pure, honest disbelief at how broken he was becoming.

"Ten days and I get to do that again? I'm a cheat code."

He floated back down, the chaos fading as his body slowly returned to its usual form. Hair darkened. The glow dimmed. The golden veins vanished beneath the skin.

He exhaled.

"…Still got it."

The personal dimension pulsed with calm silence once more, but echoes of what just happened still lingered in the fabric of space.

Somewhere out there, a celestial dragon opened one eye.

A fallen god shivered and looked up at the stars.

And deep in a forgotten realm, an old prophet fell to his knees, eyes wide. "The True Monarch… has awakened."

The door hissed open as Adam stepped out of the mothership, a casual breeze brushing his white hair back. Outside, Jordan and Alexandria were drenched in sweat, looking like they'd just run a marathon in a volcano.

Adam blinked, then gave a sheepish chuckle, scratching the back of his head. "Oh… right. Totally forgot about you two."

Jordan stared at him with dead eyes. Alexandria looked like she was one minute away from passing out.

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"Let's go," Adam added, like it was nothing.

The two followed him without a word—too tired to argue.

As they walked down the ramp, the air suddenly shifted. A warm gust swept across the field, and a massive shadow blocked the sun.

A roar echoed from the clouds.

FWOOOSH!

Kael'Thar descended like a comet, wings spread wide, scales shining under the light, eyes locked on one person.

"FATHER!!" the dragon boomed joyfully.

He landed with a heavy thud that shook the ground, folding his wings as he lowered his massive head.

Adam smiled, not missing a beat, and casually patted the side of Kael'Thar's head. "You miss me that much?"

"I hated every second you were gone," Kael'Thar growled softly, nuzzling against him. "The stars are boring without you."

Alexandria's jaw dropped.

"Wait… THAT'S YOUR DRAGON?!" she shouted, pointing like a little kid at a candy store. "Can I—can I ride him? Or at least play with him? Just once?! Please?!"

Kael'Thar opened one eye and stared at her.

Then let out a loud snort.

"Absolutely not."

Alexandria blinked. "Wait—what? Why?!"

Kael'Thar lifted his head, regal and smug. "You smell like sweat and impatience."

Jordan couldn't help but laugh from behind her.

Alexandria puffed up her cheeks. "Rude!"

Adam just shrugged with a smirk. "He's got standards."

Kael'Thar growled in agreement, stretching his wings. "Let's go already. I'm tired of babysitting the sky."

Adam nodded. "Alright. Time to move."

And with that, the crew headed off—Adam in the lead, Kael'Thar looming behind them like a living fortress, and Alexandria still grumbling as she wiped dragon snot off her face.

The Origin Academy

The Lord of Dominion sat silently on his throne—alone, unmoving, and deep in thought.

Then it hit him.

That aura.

That ancient aura.

It wasn't just powerful—it was primordial, older than time itself, the kind of energy that doesn't just shake a universe—it rewrites it.

His eyes snapped open, glowing like twin suns. The throne room trembled.

"It's awakened…" he muttered. "But it's not the young master…"

A long silence followed, the air thick with tension. Then a soft smile tugged at the edge of his lips. "Interesting."

He slowly rose from the throne, his long cloak of living shadows trailing behind him like liquid night. Each step echoed across the throne room like thunder.

"It seems this backwater universe is no longer as boring as I thought," he said, raising his hand.

A ripple spread through the air—then ripped open like torn fabric, revealing a swirling void beyond the stars. He peered into it, eyes narrowing.

"It's time."

With a flick of his wrist, a path made of stars and light unfolded from the tear in space.

"I'm coming, young master," he said with a low chuckle. "Let's go reclaim what's yours."

And with that, the Lord of Dominion stepped through the portal, his figure swallowed by the light as the universe itself seemed to hold its breath.

Back To Virelia

"So you're saying you created that dragon?" Alexandria asked, eyes wide, pointing at Kael'Thar, who was now lounging lazily outside Adam's tower, wings folded and tail swishing with the breeze.

Adam leaned against the balcony railing, sipping a cold drink like it was just another Tuesday. "Yeah," he said casually, "I can create anything. That's the real essence of my ability."

Alexandria blinked. "Anything?"

"Anything," Adam confirmed, flashing a grin.

She looked at Kael'Thar again, who yawned, the inside of his mouth glowing faintly with fire. "You created that just like that?" she said, snapping her fingers.

Adam chuckled. "Well, not just like that. Took a little thought. He's got a personality, you know. Can't just make a dragon without some style."

Kael'Thar lifted his head and let out a low, prideful snort—almost like he was agreeing.

Alexandria laughed, shaking her head. "You're seriously insane…"

Adam raised an eyebrow. "In the cool way or the scary way?"

"Definitely both."

There was a beat of silence as they both watched Kael'Thar stretch and roll over like an oversized cat.

"…Hey," Alexandria suddenly said, turning to Adam. "Can you make something for me?"

Adam glanced at her. "What do you want?"

She shrugged. "Anything. Surprise me."

Adam's eyes lit up a bit. "You sure about that?"

"Yup."

He cracked his knuckles, then raised a hand. A soft hum filled the air, and sparkles of golden energy began to gather at his fingertips. The wind stilled. Even Kael'Thar lifted his head, sensing the shift.

"Alright then," Adam said with a grin. "Let's make something beautiful."