The transformation continued, and soon the land was divided into distinct regions.
One area was covered in snowy plains, where the ground was frozen. Another region was dominated by dense and evergreen forests. Further on desert began to form, the golden sand stretching endlessly under the purplish sky.
Amidst the diverse landscapes, Julian noticed some areas that mirrored his own power, places where the very essence of lightning and chaos had taken root.
One region was filled with the crackling of black lightning, bolts streaking across the sky in wild, unpredictable patterns.
In another area, dark storm clouds loomed overhead, continuously releasing thunder strikes that never ceased.
As Julian observed these regions, he couldn’t help but feel a sense of awe and caution. These areas were unlike others. It was clear that they were not meant to be easily explored by anyone but him.
“I should call these regions the Forbidden Place,” Julian thought, the name fitting perfectly. “It may be dangerous for anyone to venture there… except for me.”
Suddenly, the system’s voice rang out. “Congratulations to the host for reaching Sovereign Mage realm. House of Harem and House of Necromancy can now be built. Do you wish to build them?”
Julian was momentarily stunned by the sudden offer. He had not anticipated such an immediate reward. Both houses promised immense power, one for dominance and pleasure, the other for control over death itself.
“Yes but only house of harem” Julian said firmly.
Immediately at one of the hills surrounded by a magnificent scenery, a structure began to form.
The system’s voice rang out once again, “How large does the host want the Castle of Harem to be?”
Julian thought for a moment as he envisioned the grandeur and magnificence of the castle. He wanted it to be a place of both power and pleasure.
After considering the scale of his ambitions, he answered, “I want the castle to be as big as the Duchy of Easvil family.”
Julian smiled as he continued to envision the layout of his empire. He wanted a central palace that would stand as a symbol of his dominance. It would be a place where his harem would gather. He also wanted a multiple smaller but equally grand castles for each of his wives. And, of course, a more modest yet functional castle for his slaves.
“System,” Julian said, his tone firm, “make one grand castle for me to enjoy my harem, also multiple small but equally grand castles for each of my wives beside the main one, and make one big castle, but not as grand, for the slaves.”
The system responded promptly, “Okay, host. There will be one main castle for you and your harem. Currently, you will have 50 small castles for your wives, and you can build more if needed. Additionally, there will be one castle for the slaves.”
The thought of such grandness pleased Julian. He was setting the foundations of his rule. He wanted the grandness to serve as the example for his dominance and power.
Then just as Julian commanded, the castle began to take shape. The ground itself seemed to move in response to the system’s power, shaping the land and transforming it into an architectural masterpiece.
The main castle for Julian and his harem rose majestically, its spires reaching into the sky, surrounded by lush gardens and towering walls. It was designed with luxury in mind.
Simultaneously, the 50 smaller castles for Julian’s wives began to form, each one grand in its own right. They were strategically placed around the main castle, each one unique but equally impressive.
It was designed to change according to the desires and needs of each wife. Though smaller in scale than the main palace, these castles were still filled with luxurious furnishings, private gardens, and personal spaces for each of Julian’s wives.
In the distance, the castle for the slaves took shape. It was grand in its own way but not nearly as magnificent as the others.
The entire process felt almost instantaneous and each architecture was built to Julian’s specifications.
Julian stood at the edge of the hill as he gazed out at the final scene before him. The vast landscape that had once been barren was now completely transformed.
The main castle was a towering marvel of architecture and grandeur, standing proudly in the center, surrounded by the smaller castles for his wives. Each structure was finely designed.
The castle for the slaves, though more modest, was still impressive in its own way. The entire kingdom seemed to vibrate with energy, as if the land itself had come alive under Julian’s influence.
From the towering castles to the lush garden everything was a reflection of his desires.
For a moment, Julian simply stood there taking in the scale of what he had accomplished. He had built not just a place for his harem, but a kingdom of his own.
Julian thought for while and his brows furrowed as he considered how the house of harem worked. “System, how can someone aside from me live in my sea of consciousness?” he asked.
The system’s voice answered, “Host, your sea of consciousness is unique compared to others. While other’s seas are built on a single element, yours contains lightning energy infused with omnipotent cosmic energy, which cannot be controlled by others. Because of this, your sea of consciousness is no longer just a barren land but a whole separate world in itself. It is a domain that only you can control, and like other world, it holds the potential for others to exist within it.”
Julian’s mind raced as he processed the information. His sea of consciousness, which had once been a personal dimension for his powers, was now something far grander.
“This world within my mind… it could be the key to something much greater,” Julian murmured to himself, his lips curling into a satisfied smile as the potential of his new power unfolded before him.
The system’s voice resonated in Julian’s mind as it explained further, “That means, Host, you have literally become the god of this world. The outside world is one of many created by its own god, often known as the God of Creation. While your world may be smaller and less developed than the outside world but as it continues to evolve, it will have the potential to produce its own life, its own humans. The more developed your world becomes, the stronger you will grow as a god.”
Julian stood still, his thoughts racing. He had always believed in his potential to surpass others, to wield power beyond measure, but this? This was on an entirely different scale. He wasn’t just a powerful mage or ruler anymore. He had become a literal god —creator of a world.
The potential was huge. His world could grow and evolve, and with each step it took toward full development, his power would only increase. This wasn’t just about controlling lightning or manipulating the elements, this was about shaping an entire existence.
“How long before this world becomes truly self-sustaining?” Julian asked, his voice calm but filled with excitement.
The system responded, “It depends on how much you nurture it. The more you invest in your world, the faster it will grow. Eventually, it will become a mirror of the outside world.”
“This is only the beginning,” Julian whispered, his mind already racing with the possibilities
