18 Creation

Arion brushed off the dream he had last night, thinking it to be a random nightmare as he didn't believe he would ever feel so powerless in any situation, especially since he had a crutch with his mom and dad.

Arion shook his head, dismissing the lingering remnants of the dream as nothing more than a passing figment of his imagination. He refused to dwell on it any longer, knowing that his parents were always there to protect him and guide him through whatever challenges he might face.

Arion hasn't had any real adversity since coming to this world and it was all thanks to his parents for providing him with a safe environment. The guards and maids were completely loyal to his family and treated him with respect and cared for his wishes.

They were never attacked by any form of enemies as far as Arion knew. Actually, they were never attacked, unlike other lower Tiered families who had to deal with threats and spies.

The biggest reason is the reputation of Seraphina, she was known as one of the most talented heroes to have lived and was completely ruthless to her enemies never leaving any survivors, and with her Husband Thaddeus being one of the greatest blacksmiths in the Human Domain. No Faction wanted to gain his ire as he had many allies willing to aid him at the drop of a hat.

Arion very much knew he was spoiled, he had talked to many guards and asked about the outside world and they would happily answer the young master's question. They told him the adventures they had been on, the cruelty they had seen, and some of the wonders that existed.

Arion was fascinated by all the stories the guards told, every time he got the chance he would go find them to hear more tales about the world. The cruelty of it surprised him the most especially about the internal fighting some Tiered families had.

It wasn't like the Human Domain was at war or anything with other races, but the relationships with some other races were still not great, and the humans weren't exactly the strongest. so to hear that the humans were deliberately hurting themselves just shocked him of the stupidity of the humans

Today Arion had one goal, and that was to finally use his Skill Construction. That's right Arion planned on creating life. Today was perfectly set up for him to do it. His parents were gone, he had three souls which was the max he could use currently according to the system at his level, and when he did create the new life he could hide it in his system cause it was technically a part of him.

Arion didn't know what to expect when he did this but he was excited. Arion had created another Skill called Appraisal that allowed him to see someone's potential on a scale of 0-100.

At first, he wanted to create the skill to see someone's Attributes but the skill was too expensive at the time and he knew he wouldn't be able to save enough points if he wanted to create the other skill he had planned in the future.

So during the last three years, Arion would use Appraisal on Magical Beast to see their potential and took the soul of the three highest potentials whenever he could.

The system had answered many questions Arions had asked on how the process would work.

First Arion would select the souls he which to combine that were inside his inventory. Second Arion's mind would be taken to a blank space where he would begin creation, and lastly, Arion would choose the traits and appearance of the life he wanted to create.

' Alright let's begin

Soul Construction'

Arion focused his mind, his thoughts clear and determined as he delved into the depths of his inventory to select the souls he had gathered over the years. With practiced ease, he sifted through the myriad of options, carefully choosing the three highest potentials to use in his experiment.

Once he had made his selection, Arion's consciousness was transported to a blank expanse, a realm of limitless possibilities where he would begin the process of creation. Surrounded by a swirling vortex of energy, he felt a sense of power coursing through him, fueling his every thought and action.

The three souls Arion had used were The Orc Chief, Metallic Slime, and Alpha Dire Wolf, each one having a potential score of over 65+ and the average score Arion had found between the guards and maids was only 40.

Arion didn't exactly know what someone's potential score meant but he knew it had something to do with how fast they could grow stronger. He would have to do some testing in the future.

Three ethereal souls floated in front of Arion, they floated there waiting on his command to form into a new being.

'Pk That orc's strength wasn't half bad it was definitely the strongest out of the three, even though I didn't allow it does have the ability to regenerate wounds, but so do the other three.

Maybe I can combine the regenerative qualities of all three.

The orc had a preferred body shape but I'm gonna make it a lot smaller, and more compact to add on the Alpha's speed, speaking of the Alpha I'm Gonna add the claws and fangs it possessed, and even its tough fur.

For the Slime I can Add it metallic coating to the skin of the creature and fur, giving it more defense. The slime also had a core that kept it alive as long as it was intact, I can add that to also give it a Trump Card against an unknowing enemy, but this could backfire if it's destroyed early on.

Arion's mind delved deep into the intricacies of each soul, seeking to extract the essence of their strengths and abilities. With a meticulous precision born of years of training, he carefully selected and combined the traits that he deemed most beneficial, weaving them together into a tapestry of power and resilience.

From the Orc Chief, he drew upon its formidable strength and regenerative abilities, envisioning a creature that could withstand even the most punishing of blows and emerge unscathed. He imagined muscles rippling beneath its sleek metallic scales, each sinew infused with the raw power of its orcish heritage.

The Metallic Slime's unique properties were next to be incorporated, its metallic coating providing an impenetrable defense against all manner of attacks. Arion envisioned the creature's skin shimmering in the sunlight, its surface as hard as steel yet flexible enough to move with fluid grace.

Finally, he turned his attention to the Alpha Dire Wolf, drawing upon its speed and agility to enhance the creature's natural prowess. He imagined it darting through the shadows with lightning-fast reflexes, its claws and fangs glinting with deadly intent.

With each trait he added, Arion could feel the creature's form taking shape before him, its presence growing more tangible with each passing moment.

Arion had also given it reproductive organs if it turned out to be a boy or girl with the orc trait taking more control over that since the orcs repopulate extremely fast. Arion wanted to create a future army of his creations, giving them their own kingdom, and a family since technically this was his firstborn child.

For the last step, Arion had  inserted his Mana, Aura, and Ki into the Form of the souls that were still being created hoping that this would help with the potential and even give it a more human-like appearance and he could keep it around the house with no one suspecting anything,

Saying he found it in the woods with no memory and wanted to take care of it.

And finally, after that the form of souls had fully combined to meet Arion's vision, revealing something to him that left him in shock.