My name is Malekai, I was born with the ability to turn anything I see into a creature known as the golem. It's a being made of the ambient mana in the earth and uses any material as a body.

They're incredibly useful, especially for defense.

I'm in a fight against several enemies. One of which is also a Golemancer.

"Golems! Attack!" I shouted as the ground beneath my enemies feet turned into a large golem and crushed two of my enemies to death in an instant.

"Gah!" One of the men shouted as he jumped out of the way.

"Golem!" The enemy golemancer shouted as the building to my right turned into a large golem and swiped its hand at me.

"Ha! Good try! Golems! Kill!" I shouted as dozens of small golems crawled out of my bag and pockets.

"What the hell!?" One of the men shouted in confusion as he was swarmed by the small golems and eventually died.

There were only three left!

"I've got this! Ha ha!" I said with a grin.

"No, you don't... GOLEMS!!! CHARGE!!!" The enemy golemancer shouted as every building in my surroundings turned into a golem and charged at me.

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"Shit! Golems! Defend!" I shouted as all of my golems gathered around me and turned into a shield.

"Nice try! But, that's not enough! Ha Ha!" The enemy golemancer said as his golems relentlessly attacked my golem shield until they were breaking. One by one.

"No!" I shouted in fear as I tried running away, only to be stopped by one of the other enemies.

"Not so fast, youngling..." He said in a cold tone as he froze my legs.

"Shit! An ice user!" I muttered.

"Ha ha ha!" He laughed as he watched me struggle. Not noticing the golem approaching behind him.

"Now!" I shouted as the golem crushed the ice user to death with its fist and I was freed from the ice on my feet.

Right as that happened, the golem shield was destroyed.

"Fuck!" I shouted as I ran. My last golem holding off the oncoming horde for as long as it could.

...Which was five seconds.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" I shouted as the golem swarm crushed me to death with their giant legs.

...

"W-where am I?" I questioned.

I saw a man donning black armor. Wielding a black greatsword as he was sitting on a throne of various skulls.

"You, my friend are in the void... I would like to request a favor from you" He said in a calm tone.

I looked at him... it doesn't seem like he's asking. It's more like he's ordering me.

"W-what is it?" I asked in fear.

"Become MINE!!!" He shouted.

I began to kneel.

'W-what's happening?' I thought as I tried to regain control of my body.

"Yes, my lord" I said.

'What!? That's not me!!' I thought.

"Now, I want you to create an army" He said.

'A what!?' I thought.

"My lord, I would need materials" I said as I kept on kneeling.

"You have my permission to use the void, now. Do as you wish" He said with a menacing grin.

'What does he mean!? I can't even control my body!!!' I thought.

As if he could hear my thoughts, he laughed coldly.

I spent the rest of my "life" creating an army of golems for him to use in his war... in millions of years.