Reincarnated as a World

Suddenly, the branches that were constricting everyone began to glow green and radiated a peaceful yet stifling aura, the kind of stifling feeling that was felt when you were standing next to an extremely potent power source.

At first it didn’t look like anything special was happening, just green lights and a slightly daunting but all-around peaceful aura. But slowly, it looked like the injuries covering the bodies of the people they were wrapped around were beginning to fade? This was more noticeable on the people whose wounds were more ferocious like the fellow who had fallen unconscious, the huge gashes on his body caused by the sharp wooden swords were visibly closing. Even his face was looking less like that of a corpse’s and had gained a slight, very slight, ruddy hue.

They were being supernaturally healed and all of this had been caused by the Queen.

Thinking about it, it didn’t seem too far-fetched to think of such a thing. After all, not only did she bear a perfect affinity for both the Wood and Life Elements with her mana being formed from the very Laws of Wood, but she also had a faint comprehension on the corresponding Laws, something that was no doubt a result of her mental connection to the Tree of Life.

The Laws were not a joke. To be born with the ability to create mana out of Law Essence was one thing, but to gain the comprehension that would allow you to wield the Laws was another thing altogether. It was too hard, especially in this era where knowledge was lacking. Only the combination of the Queen’s intellect, the memories she inherited from Ciera and her special connection that she had to the Tree of Life enabled her to come this far.

‘Thank the Heavens… If I hadn’t learnt how to use my mana externally, many more people would have died this day.’ The Queen thought as she secretly sighed with relief. Before, it wasn’t possible to accomplish any of the feats that she had been performing. The understanding that the Elves had for magic was too low and the only thing they were able to do was bolster their physical bodies with their mana or release their aura. However, a few years ago, the Queen finally learnt how to use her mana outside her body and alter the reality before her, and till this day, only a select few others were able to learn this.

After getting healed to a certain extent, the green glow around the branches faded away, and even though most of them hadn’t been completely healed, none of them were at the risk of dying and they were all grateful. However, only a few of them managed to stutter out their gratifications. The rest were still relatively stunned.

“““W-we t-t-tha-thank y-your hi-highness”””

The Queen raised her hand and silence was once more restored.

“For the crime of murdering your fellow man, you all would have usually been sentenced to death… But that is obviously not possible.” the Queen said. After all, killing everybody here meant killing 87% of their entire race. How could she possibly do such a thing?

“We have already experienced so much death and there is no need for more. So instead, I will have to punish you in a… different way. But first…” The Queen looked at the corpses and stains once more. “Clean all of this up”.

Then she walked right back into the palace.

…

[Lolay Galaxy, Desolate Region, Unknown Gaseous Planet]

“At last, I have finally completed the formation.”

Standing upon the core of a pink gaseous planet was Eridel’s Avatar in all his white garbed glory, and despite being in such a hazardous location he looked as neat and kept as he always did.

As for the Planet, it was a rather decent sized gaseous planet that had yet to become a True World that he had found roughly 1 and a half years ago, and was the Planet that he had chosen for his crazy experiment.

Normally, a gaseous planet had no chance to become a True World. After all, the most crucial criteria to become one was to have the indisputable potential to raise a sapient species, something that was too hard to accomplish in a gaseous World where the heat was unbearable, the pressure was cell-crushing, and the only hard surface in its entire structure was its planetary core.

Talk less of a sapient species, even an organism would take herculean effort to raise in such a planet, now if you were to add on to the fact that any planet below a special Mid World was unable to form a consciousness, therefore being unable to control its actions… It was too difficult!

A few years ago, Eridel had the sudden wild idea to find a planet that had yet to become a True World and convert it into an Anomaly. He himself didn’t know all of the requirements for something to become an Anomaly, but he knew that whatever he wanted to convert must not already have a Soul. Obviously that was not a problem, but on top of that, the thing he wanted to convert had to be a strong enough vessel that could absorb an indefinite amount of the Soul-attuned Magical Energy that was native to the Eridius World so that it could become an Anomaly. Cleo, the storm cloud above the North Continent, had barely crossed that mark.

However, that was not a problem for a planet. So he quickly looked for one and eventually found an ordinary terrestrial planet that was completely composed of rocks. It wasn’t bad but it was way too average for Eridel’s tastes so he went to look for another, and found this pink gaseous one.

Such a thing was unexpected, but when Eridel thought about the unique benefits that he could obtain from raising a gaseous planet into an Anomaly that could improve and some day become a full-fledged gaseous True World, he was filled with excitement.

95% of his knowledge came from the strange golden orb that had somehow fused into his soul on that fateful day, so he knew how rare it was for a gaseous World to come to fruition. It was so rare that it would be easier to find a faction of a thousand World Sinners, so rare that even in the sea of vast inherited memories, he could only see one.

One that had been unable to become a Mid-World before it had unfortunately walked the path of self-destruction like so many others, unable to reveal a fraction of its secrets.