Turning to the reality flux group we’ve categorized as “saturated with magic yet free of divine rule”, we zoomed in on a worldline middling in technological advancements, its sentients called it, Aethinos. Aethinos had many special traits separating it from other competitors to become our final choice. Though it did have a few unexpected extra bits on top, those were not deal breakers most were neutral, some even beneficial.

First, Aethinos was an outlier, it had an irregular amount of sentient races and cultures, at least a couple hundred almost over a thousand by our quick count. This makes it less appealing to divine beings as the faith gained from it would be spread thin between too many of them and it just wasn’t an efficient use of divine energy or effort. Even demons and the devils of the Demonic Abyss wouldn’t like this place, it had too many druidic and peace loving pacifistic races and cultures which demons are naturally repulsed by.

Second, the world itself was a natural accident, created by the death of one of the primordials, cosmic beings tied to and birthed from the realm of origin. Aethinos had the blessing of being created with an overflowing amount of mana and the perfect environment for life to grow and prosper. Now normally, given enough time, this worldline would have been a nexus of fate birthing great heroes and stories.

But, as if the world itself was following the pattern previously set, Aethinos had instead been home to the ascension of one of us. A piece previously called the “Mad Weaver”, this soul was born to Aethinos and had exceeded the boundaries of strength possible at the time of its birth and had the power to ascend to godhood, to jump to a more advanced worldline, but had refused. It thought that the gods were like parasites, leeches sustaining themselves on the belief of others and unable to do “real work” without the help of their believers. That, and to go to a different worldline would be to abandon its family, its own race, and its people.

So when it had been forced to ascend, as the Rules did not like beings of that power being allowed to stay mortal, in retaliation it had fought with everything it had, breaking even the fate river its world was connected to in the process.

But it lost.

So it was thrown here, to the abyss between worldlines, where now we would reincarnate into its old world.

That said, we’ve done it, our core was well made, the worldline chosen, now to fit us all into the gem and break open a crack to slip into.

One by one, soul fragments are absorbed into the gem, until the last and strongest of us all is absorbed. We took the last of our powers to bind ourselves together with the core and slash open the abyss between worldlines to Aethinos. Our senses slowly turning off our last coherent thought was, “We wonder what the Overlord System of this worldline will think of us.”

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Waking up was an abrupt thing, our instinct to spread our senses out was cut short before we could consciously restrain it, the Overlord System of this worldline had noticed us.

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Reɔalibɹatᴉng ɖuᴫge🜛n corǝ paɹametǝrs… Aɔceptǝd nǝw beᴉng iᴫt🜛 SYSTEM. Plǝase selǝcʇ iɖenʇiɟicaʇi🜛n and c🜛mplǝte duᴫgǝon c🜛re iniʇiatᴉoᴫ.

The messages appeared stalled, almost glitching, flicking in and out of our mind’s view as screens attempted to flicker into being. It looked like the System would be taking a bit to adapt to our existence. But that was fine, we also needed a moment to collect ourselves and follow through on the next step of this outrageous plan.

Pulse once, connect, disconnect, resonate, then break, repeat, one soul, two souls, three… until we could feel and envelop all of our fragmented souls. Now, peace, quiet, time to anchor, create a new being, a soul to grow in this new form and world. They’ll have all 134, now 129, of our fragmented powers and memories but with none of the true baggage. If any leftovers are transferred, it’ll be some of our stronger fragment’s personality quirks and weird traits, maybe even habits.

This was a fragile process, reaching into the realm of true higher gods and primordials, we took our time. Seamlessly, we started from the weakest of us, requesting them show all that they would wish to give if this was their inheritor, their disciple, their chance for legacy. {Gladly}, was the reply, from one to the next, all of us silently wishing, too scared to truly hope, to speak our deepest desires, {please, don’t repeat our mistakes}.

One by one, our large wispy soulfires flickering to a song unknown shot embers to a gathering center pyre as runes spontaneously charred themselves into existence. With a sound reminiscent of the ringing of wind chimes, it was done, the black soul pyre condensed down, smaller, and smaller until it reached a critical mass. The sound of chimes repeated, a song celebrating an act of creation, the fire now just the size of a human hand, barely big enough to keep someone warm, it burned bright silver.

{Family?}

The soul, no, the child spoke. They felt so- young. We were frozen, we didn’t know what to do, it’s been eternities since any of us had talked to a new soul.

{You- Oh. It’s okay, I’m new to this too. Life, I mean, or is this consciousness? I don’t mind, we can get used to this together!}

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We shuddered, this- this- child, oh primordials help us, we didn’t think that our new soul would be so- so-

{Sorry family, I think since the strongest influences in my creation was G̷̟̪̼̃̆̓ͅỏ̵̩͌̽̕l̷͙̺̹̰̒͆͑ų̵͓͙͆͋͗s̴̜͓̃͐̾͐ḏ̵̽͆̓r̷̨͉̿͑͘e̵͚̒̄͌͝m̸͇̜̭͑͜, I̵͊̅̎́ͅn̵̘̤̑̃͑͝q̷̨͖̭̂u̸͇͑i̸̫͙͗ṣ̴̡̮̬̎͛e̸̻͕͒̏̑ä̴͈̪̬́̄ṟ̶̹̂̿̔͠g̶͙͓̥̪̐͠ŏ̷̢̘̥̬ǹ̸̘, and S̴̡̨͓̫̍̾a̵̪̓̉͛̍i̴͍̬̜͕͂̈́̓n̴͖͔̬͌̓͊̚͜t̷̯̠͌̽͜ȩ̶̜̖̊̇̈̎z̵̰͐e̸̠͗͂n̶̲̒̿̚d̶̩̊͒͆͆e̵̤̯̣͋r̷͚̽. So with that and the young body, I ended up like this.}

Oh. That- that makes a lot more sense now, okay, pulse once, connect, disconnect, resonate, then break, repeat. Calm, don’t scare the child, this is embarrassing, for a bunch of older than dirt souls to be losing control like this in front of a greener than grass spark.

{Hehehe. Don’t worry about it, we’re family, that’s normal. I think? … Sorry, a bit distracted, System’s up and mostly integrated now, looks like I’ll be able to fulfill my purpose soon!}

System Reintegration Complete.

Activating Dungeon Initiation Program.

Scanning [Core Rank]...

ERROR! ERROR! BEING EXCEEDS SYSTEM PARAMETERS! Adjusting… Creating new parameters…

Core recognized by System as Dimensional-Aberrant level Dungeon Core.

Core rewarded title [One of a Kind].

{Cool.}

Initial Broad Creature Selection (5 Choices)

Animal (Common)

Living Vine (Common)

Slime (Common)

Goblin (Common)

Kobold (Uncommon)

Harpy (Uncommon)

Gnome (Uncommon)

Zombie (Uncommon)

Cherub (Rare)

Imp (Rare)

Construct (Rare)

Elemental Spirits (Rare)

{Now that isn’t really a choice is it? I mean the first two rares are straight out, they’re connected with the heavenly domain and Demonic Abyss respectively, same with the last two uncommons, just with the Gnomes being lesser fae and Zombies being lesser spirits. That leaves the four commons, two uncommons, and two rares. But even that is easy to choose from, just take all of the rarer choices, and then, finally, animals, and that’s all you really need.}

Choices Confirmed. Starting selections Animal (Common), Kobold (Uncommon), Harpy (Uncommon), Construct (Rare), and Elemental Spirits (Rare) Acknowledged.

ERROR! Core’s innate rank exceeding the rank of highest [core genotype] recorded.

Searching for a solution…

Core’s innate genotype scanned and registered to the system's database, core awarded 3 attunements, 2 chances to grant a name, and 1 legendary roll in the [dungeon store] as recompense.

Now skipping [core genotype] selection.

[True Astral Weaved, Obsidian Edged Core] [Primordial]

This Genotype is unable to exist under normal circumstances, but as it does, most guesses on its talents are speculative. It’s extraordinary connection to the elements should allow for elemental manipulation unimaginable to ordinary cores. Its one-way connection to the Chaos Realm and the Empty Abyss allow for a completely new path of evolution for its creatures. Most amazingly, as it contains more than several dozen aberrant ascended souls, it will be able to ignore most [Lower Rules].

Bonuses to rare creature evolutions, magic items, formations, or environments created in the dungeon will have increased durability and effectiveness, creature and general biolife have increased freewill.

Additionally, it can use its origin and unusually condensed mana to create mana hearts for its creatures, bestowing them with intellect and a higher chance to awaken any latent bloodlines or gifts in them if they evolve.

Gain Immunity to Mind Control and Soul Attacks below Higher True God tier.

Gain 7 Schema Slots and 4 Schema of [Legendary] or below.

Please Select Your True Name: ________

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Your Preferred Identification to Others [Pronouns]: ________ [______]

{Uhm. Family? Help?}

We can’t help you with this, this is a personal decision for you to make, it will cement your existence.

{Ah, alright. I just hope you won’t make fun of me for it.}

Please Select Your True Name: Į̷͛͆m̴̠̏͌̎͑ì̵̟̦͍̰̎l̸̡̘̒̈̈́͝ͅh̸̭̭̔̈́̆̀o̶̺̞͆m̸̲͙̓͘

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Your Preferred Identification to Others: Safear Astreant Primeris [xi/xir/xem]

Acknowledged. Thank you, Į̷͛͆m̴̠̏͌̎͑ì̵̟̦͍̰̎l̸̡̘̒̈̈́͝ͅh̸̭̭̔̈́̆̀o̶̺̞͆m̸̲͙̓͘.

Really child? Astral Aberrant of Primordial Origin yet Safe Hearth? You can’t fool us, you know? Or would you prefer the other pronunciation Safe from Fear for the last part? That trick you did with following in sentient traditions and switching the names around can’t hide something this obvious. But… if you were worried about that true name or the pronouns, child take a look at us, we would be a hypocrite, if we would make fun of you for it, never you understand us? Never… and for that true name… thank you…

{Of course. You gave me life and purpose, I should thank you.}