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As a system in age of global gods

Draconis278
I was supposed to reincarnate as a hero, a king, a chosen one— not a System strapped to a clueless high schooler! One moment, I was an ordinary soul, munching snacks and dodging real-world responsibilities. The next, I wake up in the body of a System — trapped inside a hyper-advanced civilization where teenagers must build entire worlds just to graduate high school and ascend to demigods, fight for resources to become gods. Create a world, they said. Now I’m stuck babysitting a confused Host who thinks "creating a planet" means planting a tree! Our mission? Craft a complete, living cosmos — complete with physics, magic, history, and civilizations — before the Final Evaluation. If he fails, he will be reduced to a slave to , and I’ll never get my proper second life! Armed with a handful of unstable abilities: [Scan] (for identifying anything... probably), [Create] (pray it doesn't explode), [Storage] (because hoarding is survival), [Transfer] (good luck aiming it), [Anchor] (our only lifeline!) — I must guide this kid to godhood from behind the scenes. But this universe isn't kind. Rival students weaponize black holes. Bored gods throw galaxies around like dodgeballs. Meanwhile, our Host — bless his soul — just accidentally flooded his starter world... with sentient broccoli. This is not how I imagined my glorious second life! "I will be posting this story on RoyalRoad.com as well"
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