“That's boring. No. You get Creation instead.”
One divine override later, you wake unconscious in the Whisperwood. Four strangers—rookie Guild adventurers on their very first patrol—find you without gear, history, or any idea what this new world expects of you.
The skill can build miracles from nothing. It cannot make you brave, skilled, strong, or ready. You remain the physically weakest member of your own party—and that is exactly where the story begins.




