Transmigrating into a WorldBuilding Game

First Higher Beings

"Kadan," Shawn called the first of the four according to his mental arrangements, "You were already suited towards the enlightenment path so there you go."

"Thank you, Master Shawn," Kadan said with a grateful voice before he rose from the floor, dressed in a magnificent cotton cloth with a furry scarf on his neck,

Shawn then shifted his attention to the next figure who was kneeling, a red-skinned humanoid with black eyes and a very eerie grin, "Himlo, with your appearance and history of loving combat, you can have the skills needed for Warfare."

"Thank you, Master Shawn," Himlo expressed his gratitude with a wide grin.

"Ikdo, that's your new nickname. You are a protector of forests and watcher of the animals and trees so from now on, your presence will be real so take good care of those creatures,"

"Yes!" The deer-like humanoid affirmed.

Shawn then gave a nod acknowledging Ikdo's manners.

He then turned to the last figure, a female who wore a deep blue-sleeved gown that had flowers and plants and was graced with blonde hair and midnight blue eyes, which he still found frightening. "Greetings Master," She said.

"Semna, I hope you have a lovely character to them, so you'll be given the domain of Protection, night, and Hunt."

"Thank you, Creator Shawn." She then proceeded to rise.

Now staring at the four of them, Shawn addressed the issue, "Since you all have posts, use it well. If you do something exceedingly diabolically, I am going to punish you and if possible, erase you."

"I can erase them right?" He asked the system mentally. *Yes you can. Just need to point your finger and say erase before you receive a notification to confirm.*

"Oh. That should have a stronger effect and make them behave,"

"Now I think that I should still wait for a certain period of the world to come before doing anything," He said to himself while resting his hand on his chin when a sudden notification rang in his ears.

*Your first overseer is nearing death.*

"It's true. He's lived for more than 400 years which is not normal for his race. Better go see him" He said with a loud voice, forgetting that the four higher beings were still standing, looking at him with puzzled gazes.

"Oops," He sounded awkwardly, "You can go to the World and enjoy yourselves. But remember..." He waved at them whilst smiling.

"Yes!" the four higher beings chorused while bowing simultaneously before vanishing into multiple streaks of light.

In the World, a human walked through a path along the thick and dense trees and picked some twigs up. The sun was barely out, yet she had risen to gather wood. After all, the humans hadn't discovered how to make gas cookers yet. Things were going great for her until the winds suddenly moved fiercely before gathering at a point close to her.

Trying not to get swept up by force, she covered and closed her eyes, and after a while, the winds calmed down. Upon opening her eyes, she spotted a lady with a green and blue-sleeved gown in front of her, looking directly with eyes that deflected the night sky.

The aura she radiated was not ordinary and the clothes she wore were clearly distinguished from theirs.

"Diane," The woman called before taking a step forward, her figure then vanished before appearing at the human's side. Fear gripped the maiden's heart, and she began running; then she accidentally stumbled upon a twig and fell, shaking feverishly as she turned. "Who are you? '' She stammered.

"I am Semna."

Her eyes widened, "You mean, the mother known as the protector during the night?" She asked, her eyes looking with fear at the one who was before her.

"Yes," Semna replied.

"What does one with high prestige like you require from me, a low-born from an insignificant tribe?" She asked.

"I require your help with something," Semna smirked.

"This thing that you require of me?"

"I want you to be the only one who can see me and relay my words to your tribesmen."

"A messenger? But of what kind?"

"A Divine one," Semna replied stretching forth her hand towards the quivering Diane.

"They won't believe me. Someone with greater prestige than I should be able to do so" Diane said with disbelief.

"If it is prestige, post, or influence that you are referring to, I can help with that." Semna then shifted her face, appearing a distance away before reappearing in front of Diane and placing a finger on her forehead.

Senma's blue eyes instantly turned white. Diane's eyes also turned white before changing back to their original brown. "I have formed a connection with you. That way I can sense all the happenings and your state of mind."

I can also speak to your people through you" Semna said before turning and walking away.

"Wa.i.." was all Diane could mutter before Semna vanished with the winds. "The mother of the night has shown her presence. The whole tribe must know," Diane quickly rose to the floor and rushed in the direction of her tribe.

Somewhere else in the world, a red humanoid walked into the mouth of a cave and dropped the materials that he gathered from the forest to create a campfire.

At this point, nighttime was already set. Unbeknownst to him while sharpening his spear with a stone, the flames of the fire converged to form the head of a certain figure before they returned to their original flickering.

The Haran, not aware of what was happening, continued till he felt an eerie noise and instinctively raised his spear to deflect a flying stone dagger from stabbing him.

"So you are an alert one. I expected nothing less from someone with my genes'' said Himlo as he appeared in front of the Haran.

"Who are you?" The Haran hastily rose to his feet and pointed his spear.

"Why do you point to an item that can do me no harm? I threw the spear to test if you were alert or easily distracted."

"And what if I was?" Haran asked.

Himlo shrugged, "Simple, the weapon would have gone past your shoulder, and you'd be scared from the encounter."

The Haran, still not giving up, asked again, "Who are you?"

"Look closer and see who I am," said Himlo as he stepped forward, the campfire revealing his features

"Great Grandfather," His eyes widened with shock.

"Aren't you dead?"

"Oh, I am, but it's a long story," Himlo replied while staring at him, "Carbon copy of my grandson. Very good, it seems he did find a fertile mate after all,"

"What does great-grandfather require of me?"

"Hor. I require you to become the leader of the Dimoa," Himlo stated.

"But..." Hor hesitated before summoning the courage to speak, "The tribe is prospering with the current leader. Why are you saying I should end him and take his position? If I did I would never receive acknowledgment from the other members."

"Oh don't be a fool. The tribe leader is nearing death. You just have to prove to be capable and get nominated."

"There are other contestants, stronger than me and even more capable than me."

"Then you would have to return with a stronger flavor than them, and I am going to train you, but you have to be zealous if that post will be yours. After all, it is obvious that you want to be."

Hor pursed his lips. His ancestor was right, and he truly wanted the post, "Very well." he agreed.

"Good training begins in the morning," Himlo then poofed, stunning his descendant.

The next morning Hor woke up to feel a stick being hit at his back.

"Ooww!"

"You slept for too long and were too lazy to wake up,"

"But it's not even morning when the sun hasn't risen?"

"A warrior wakes to train and not goof off so start moving!"

Elsewhere in the forests of the north, an elf with a bow walked into the deep forests of the Southlands of the northern continent.

She found a deer creature with its head bent towards the ground, nipping and grazing on grass. This one would be eaten by the elves. Although, most of the time it was training and archery.

"It seemed it was just grazing. Perfect" The elf said as she pulled her bow carefully from behind a tree and released it. The arrow streaked through the air and was about to hit the target when a bright blue barrier suddenly appeared and the arrow sizzled into nothingness.

The creature raised its head and looked at her; seeing the deep gaze of its eyes terrified her, immediately she took her bow and ran.

The creature, actually Ikdo, then appeared in front of a tree, leading her to avoid it.

A pity that she didn't know was the Ikdo's forest abilities. Even trees in the forest could be felt by him including movements from ground to surface.

As the elf ran around, the Ikdorn was just appearing around at will.

Eventually, it managed to confuse the elf's direction and left it to lose focus on which direction to go. While the poor elf was still trying to figure a way out of the maze, Ikdo appeared in front of her, causing her steps to come to a halt, and he spoke, "You tried to kill me, then ran when you saw me. Why is that?"

The Female Elf replied, "Which animal stands on two feet, talks, and destroys an arrow? My people and I need to survive in these forest grounds. A creature like you here alerts our senses."

Ikdo, now on his two feet, stared at her for a while, "I won't kill you, but for your people, I believe that you would need to pay something in exchange because the status quo and balance of the forest must be maintained."

"I will talk to them about it. Now leave me please," She begged.

"I will after this," His green eyes then glowed as he looked at her.

She tried to close them or at least turn away, but her attempts were futile and she was instead drawn towards the swirling mist around the deer's own, unable to notice the change of her eye colour from brown to green.

"I will now see if you will do as you have agreed to do,"

These were the words that Ikdo left with before he disappeared from there with a poof.

"Not going to lie this seems creepy," said Shawn after witnessing some scenes.