Creator's POV

Everything was going smoothly until the circumstances took a sudden turn for the worse. I had just graduated from university and was preparing to apply for jobs, ready to achieve my dreams and meet my parents' expectations, when disaster struck.

"Creation of the World," a game that grants its users an infinite world where they can do and create anything without boundaries! Cassian watched helplessly as Earth was consumed by the world he had created, only to find his consciousness in a body that wasn’t his own.

Cassian Starhold, the elder brother of the world's greatest hero. I was content with my life as a puppet, a slave whose sole duty was to work, sacrificing everything for mere scraps of cheap metals. But my adversaries wouldn't let me remain this way; they brought war to me, destroying all I had built.

I observed thousands of their finest sons listening to the man who ignited the fire within me, standing authoritatively among grand marble columns. Tall and robust, his gray hair mirrored those around him. Thousands with similar features gazed at him, their eyes brimming with admiration and ambition.

"People are not equal!" he declared, his voice oozing arrogance and pride.

The eyes of those below bore into him: "We stand at the pinnacle of evolution, unreachable by any other creature. There is nothing beyond us! We have ascended over heaps of cheap blood, committing massacres among the inferior! And you are about to inherit this legacy."

But those who desire this power must earn it! It isn’t something granted by birth; it’s something one must deserve! Wealth, power, status… these require countless victims to even glimpse them..."

He raised his hands high, madness and pride shrouding his eyes like an impenetrable veil, mirrored by the children below. Thousands shouted with intense pride. The scene was terrifying.

"You don’t realize how much your ancestors sacrificed to place you here... but you will soon learn. And I promise you, putting my pride on the line..."

"Only those who deserve to be among us will survive!"

"Soon, I will show you clearly why we are called dragons!"

These so-called dragons didn’t know... that soon, a puppet would emerge to shatter their illusions. He is wrong. None of them will survive…