The First Creation: The Temporal Sanctuary Necklace

Ren laid out the Voidbone fragments, a length of Arcane-Silk Thread, and fine grains of Starweave Dust on the enchanted workbench. These materials shimmered faintly, resonating with the time-space magic that still coursed through Ren's veins.

Farrin watched carefully as Ren called forth his Mana Trace Imbuement and cast a thin lattice of space-time runes into the thread using Runic Powder.

"Focus," Farrin muttered, "this isn't just enchanting. You're weaving a pocket of reality."

Ren closed his eyes. With Space Magic: Dimensional Anchor and Time Magic: Dilation Field, he inscribed a double-layered core rune into the Voidbone pendant they had shaped into a crescent—like a sliver of a moon in eclipse. He merged the thread into the bone and sealed it with Temporal Bind.

The result: a sleek, bone-white pendant etched with interwoven glyphs, glowing ever so faintly with a shifting shimmer.

Artifact: Necklace of the Still World

Ability: Creates a separate, undetectable space where time flows differently.

Time Dilation: 1 day outside = 1 month inside.

Note: Cannot be tracked or accessed by outside means. Ideal for training, research, or rest.

Farrin leaned back, visibly impressed. "Boy… that's not just a trinket. That's a miracle."

Ren nodded. "Now I can train for months... in a single night."

The Second Creation: The Gravity Ring

Next, Ren turned to a ring forged from Mythril-Glass Alloy, selected for its durability and perfect mana conductivity. Into the ring, he embedded a compressed Obsidian Flame Ore core, the stabilizer for his next spell-infused function.

With precise tapping of his hammer—each strike timed with a pulse of mana—Ren poured in Space Magic: Mass Alteration, then wrapped the ring in Farrin's Cooling Shell Technique to prevent a feedback loop.

The resulting ring pulsed once, then settled, black as the void with a faint sheen.

Item: Gravity-Tide Ring

Ability: Adjusts the user's personal gravitational weight up to 100x.

Application: Combat conditioning, training, or sudden high-weight strikes.

Ren slipped it onto his finger and immediately tested it, staggering slightly as the weight increased. He grinned.

"Perfect for forging muscle… or flattening enemies."

Farrin grunted. "Just don't forget to turn it off when you sleep. Or you'll wake up under the floorboards."

The Third Creation: Sword Augmentation and Twin Moon Fang Evolution

Now came the task of reforging his primary weapon: his katana. Carefully, Ren opened the hilt and inserted the Crystal Elemental Core, bonding it with his personal mana signature using Soulmark Channeling. As it locked in place, the core gleamed, synchronizing with his elemental affinities.

The sword's capabilities expanded. Now, whenever Ren imbued his blade with elemental spells, the Crystal Core would amplify its power exponentially, storing multiple elemental charges at once—ready for chain-casting or rapid-switch combat.

But he wasn't done.

He placed the Twin Moon Fangs on the central forge plate. Their silver sheen remained potent, but Ren had something else in mind. He heated them slowly, applied the new alloy blend of Voidbone dust, Mythril, and mana-threaded steel, and infused them with his Mana Blade Extension skill.

As the process reached its peak, Ren hammered down and split the structure of the blades at the quantum level, layering them with a Mana Sheath Matrix. The Moon Fangs glowed and resonated with a distant, lunar pulse.

Item: Twin Moon Fangs – Reforged

Passive: Automatically extend a mana blade when swung.

Properties:
• Mana blade extension increases range by 2 meters.
• Mana blade is unblockable by physical defenses.
• Dual wielding speed increased.

New Trait: Phantasmal Afterimage – slashes leave a trailing illusion, difficult to predict.

Farrin stepped forward and gave the fangs a long, reverent look.

"...You've turned them into nightmares."

Ren held one up, watching the mana blade hum into existence with a flick of his will. "No. I've turned them into solutions."

As night settled outside the forge, Ren sheathed his reforged katana, slipped on the Gravity Ring, and felt the whisper of the Still World Pendant settle against his chest. The Twin Moon Fangs rested in their magnetic slots on his back.

Everything felt different now.

He wasn't just forging weapons anymore.

He was forging a legacy.

That night, the scent of roasted herbs and stew still lingered on the wooden walls of Ren's room at the inn. The lantern beside his bed cast a soft golden glow, flickering with each gentle breeze that slipped through the window. Ren lay back, hands behind his head, his body still humming from the forge's residual heat.

The Still World Pendant hung over his chest, pulsing gently with his mana. His gear, freshly forged and enhanced, was neatly arranged at the foot of the bed. The calm after the storm of crafting had left him restless—but not from anxiety. This time, it was anticipation.

"Seraphina," he muttered aloud.

The ethereal voice echoed softly in his mind. "Yes, Ren?"

He flicked open the virtual Encyclopedia Menu, watching as rows upon rows of entries shimmered before his eyes—alchemy, tailoring, monster data, forge diagrams, ancient runes, combat techniques, magical formulas. Each page was filled with knowledge he had gathered, learned, or innovated through relentless effort.

"I've come far," he murmured. "Too far for someone who nearly died in the first week."

He scrolled down until his gaze paused on a particular section—Creator Authority. The page opened like a sealed door, revealing the enigmatic stat that had remained dormant since the beginning.

But now, something had changed.

Creator Authority Progression: 0.1%

Ren narrowed his eyes. "...When did this change?"

Seraphina's voice answered, soft but weighted. "It occurred after you created the Necklace of the Still World. Then again when you reforged the Twin Moon Fangs and embedded the Elemental Crystal Core."

Ren sat up. "So… not during combat. Not leveling. But when I altered something fundamental."

"Correct," Seraphina confirmed. "Your latest creations, particularly the pendant, bend the world's natural laws. A separate space, with warped time? It challenges the very structure of this reality. The system recognizes this as a disruption—an innovation. That is the essence of Creator Authority: shaping the world, not just surviving within it."

Ren stared at the number again—just 0.1%, yet it stirred something deep inside.

"So every time I do something that pushes the system's limits, it counts."

"Yes," she said. "This path is rare. Most follow the rules. Few ever question them. Even fewer change them."

Ren leaned back again, staring at the wooden ceiling, thoughts spinning like cogs in motion.

"Then I'll keep going," he whispered. "I'll reshape the very world if I have to."

The air grew quiet, save for the crackle of the inn's distant hearth. The encyclopedia remained open beside him, glowing faintly.

Outside, the moon climbed high.

Inside, the spark of something divine had just begun to burn.