The ground was freezing.
An ancient, rough stone etched with forgotten runes pulsed gently beneath his back, as if it were breathing. Lin slowly opened his eyes.
Silence.
True silence.No engines, no shouting, no city.Just the echo of the world… raw.
[Initial Talent Detected: One Who Comes From Another World]EXP Multiplier: x3MP Multiplier: x2
A translucent screen floated before him. No flashy interface, no visual clutter. Clean. Clear. Natural.As if this display had always existed… deep within him.
[Status Window – Lin]
Race: Human
Class: None
Level: 1
Talent: One Who Comes From Another World
Profession: Dungeon Maker
Mastery Points (MP): 0
Creative Energy: 100/100
Special Passive Ability: Domain Omnipotence
"…Omnipotence?"
The interface responded to his thought with a new line:
[Domain Omnipotence: Within any dungeon you create, you are absolute. You see everything. You hear everything. You can intervene at any moment, within the limits of your Creative Energy.]
A long shiver ran up his spine.
On Earth, he only saw graphs. Success rates. Heatmaps.Never the players themselves.Here… he would watch them live. Struggle. Think. Die.
And that thought made him smile.
"This world gives me what no map ever could… vision."
Before him, a massive stone door opened with a deep rumble.Etched with ancient symbols, in a forgotten tongue… yet he understood.The words carved themselves directly into his mind.
A voice echoed in the air, solemn and deep:
"Welcome, Creator of Trials. The Judgment of the Hundred begins."
[Special Quest – First Trial: The Gate of Judgment]
Objective: Create a Level 1 Dungeon
Requirements: 3 Rooms, 1 Monster, 1 Mechanic
Reward: Progression Board Unlocked
Penalty: Dungeon will be destroyed if deemed useless
Lin lowered his gaze to a summoning circle carved into the floor. Unknown energy vibrated around him.He needed no instructions. His instincts already knew.This wasn't creation.It was birth.
"Three rooms. One fight. One riddle. One decoy… and a secret room, hidden behind reverse logic."
He reached out his hand.
Space shaped itself beneath his fingers. He needed no stone, no tools.His thought alone was enough.Every wall, every trap, every creature formed from the marrow of the world.
A miniature view appeared—a magical eye watching over the entire dungeon.
[Test Dungeon – "First Seed"]
Difficulty: Very Easy
Potential MP Gain: 3 to 7
Estimated Survival Rate: 72%
Secret Zones: 1
Riddles: 2
Divine Surveillance: Active
"It's imperfect… but alive."
The great stone door fully opened. A golden light wrapped around him.
"You have been acknowledged. The Judgment begins. The universe watches you, Dungeon Maker."
A new section clicked into place within the interface.
[Progression Board Unlocked]
Starting Branch: Architect of Confrontation
Hidden Seal: Master of Observation
And at the bottom of his peripheral vision, one final line:
[Total Surveillance Mode: Active]You are the God of your domain.
Lin closed his eyes.He felt whole. For the first time in years.
"This world has rankings? Fine… But I'm not aiming for first place. I'm aiming for eternity."
Then, the alert appeared. Red. Urgent.
[Presence Detected: Imminent Infiltration][Group: "The Wandering Blades"]
Average Level: 15
Members: 4
Status: Confident – Unprepared
A smirk crept onto his face.
"Perfect… Let's see what they're made of."
He shifted his consciousness.Every stone in the dungeon vibrated under his awareness.He saw everything. The rats scurrying in the corners. The moss breathing slowly.And… the group approaching.
A massive warrior.A quick archer.A quiet priestess.A laid-back rogue.
"They think they're exploring some forgotten ruin… but they've entered my world."
The dungeon door groaned open. The adventurers crossed the threshold.
"What the hell? I was told this was an old test dungeon.""Scared? We grab the artifact, get out, quick and easy."
They didn't see the active runes.They didn't feel the living tiles beneath their feet.
But Lin…Lin saw.Lin felt.Lin waited.
"Welcome, unwilling test subjects… You are the first."
The first room lit up. A simple riddle. Almost obvious… unless you overthought it.
The second room began to shrink.A corridor becoming a trap.A space that breathed.
And in the shadows… something stirred.A nameless monster.Not made to kill,But to create doubt. To break trust.
"Let the Judgment begin."