because im so kind and my pr works so fast >.> i decided to upload another chapter tonight/today well its still day here in australia buuuut... uhh thank you for reading enjoy chapter 5 please dont forget to R&R

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A beautiful, pristine lake surrounded by an equally beautiful green forest, with frog like creatures croaking and birds singing their morning tunes. While nature was taking its course, a man was leaning back against a mighty oak-like tree trunk. He was quite handsome and unique. He looked like an elf but had a presence about him that would tell a wise person he was one that could match the gods themselves. This man, wearing white slippers, white pants, and a white shirt was in a slight slumber, stunned from his entry into a foreign world. It was none other than Former General, now Spectral, Avrin Sygin.

He slowly opened his eyes, then coughed quietly and clutched his chest. His pupils were a patterned black and shaped like a T, with a line at the bottom. His sclera were a deep, light azure and his irises were almost non-existent, with a yellow tint around the pupil. Avrin slowly recomposed himself. He stood up while stretching and looked around carefully. "It seems to be like earth or a fully terraformed planet. Quite interesting...then again I’m sure the gods have a love for this sort of feel."

Avrin continued over to the nearby lake and kneeled beside it to look at the nearly completely reflective water. He slowly touched his cheek and felt his ears nervously. "W-well this is different." Before he could continue, a frog-like creature with one eye looked in his direction and began croaking.

"Bleh...blehh...bleh!!" Avrin gave the creature an irritated look, as it seemed his ears were somewhat sensitive. He stood up and glared at the frog and then he kicked it. It gave a squeal as it flew over the lake. It was quite a sight. Especially when a large shark-like creature jumped up and ate the frog before it even hit the water.

Avrin tilted his head. “I guess I have a habit for accidently killing things. Sorry little guy." Avrin spoke in a half-hearted tone before gazing around, using his hand to block out the residual sunlight.

"Hmm. He could have at least put me near a village or something." Avrin began walking, just as he had when wanted to explore his surroundings in the military when using foreign lands as a resting spot. It was imperative to scout around before letting your guard down, that way it lessened the chance of something bad happening. Avrin had been walking for five minutes through the forest, which seemed to have gotten denser, when he found a small clearing. He was about to step into it, but then he stopped and hid behind a tree trunk. He saw two little creatures cutting up an animal that looked like a deer. They were disembowelling it – one chewed on its innards.

Both creatures were small, about three feet tall, almost like children, but skinny. They were hunched and had monkey-like faces, but long pointy ears. Avrin quietly narrowed his eyes. "For now I’ll refer to them as goblins." He was about to walk away, when he heard a large roar coming from near the corpse. A large four armed gorilla-like creature came charging towards the goblins, smashing its hand down towards one and squashing it like a fly. The other tried to quickly scamper off, but the gorilla grabbed it and wasted no time eating it. The sounds of bone crushing and blood splattering echoed around the area. Avrin quietly walked off, quietly whispering, "Survival of the fittest. There isn’t a universe where this doesn’t apply. He reminds me of a Hecate, so that’s what he will be."

Avrin knew that he was lucky to not have come across such creatures when he had arrived to begin with. He figured God had some role in it, but at the same time, he doubted he was so kind as to do that. It was as if he wanted Avrin hardened in this world’s natural way and Avrin had no choice but to go along with it. Avrin's small journey, lasting of only an hour, led him to a small mountainous area inside the forest, littered with cliffs and rocks.

Avrin spotted a narrow passage that was natural and wide enough for him to fit, so he wasted no time cautiously entering it. It seemed to be quite spacey inside and it didn’t appear to head anywhere else. It looked to be an opening were rocks were pressing against the mountain to form a natural manhole-type shelter. Avrin was thankful that he had come across such a thing.

"First thing's first, I need to get facts straight." Avrin began talking to himself, considering he was alone. It was a method used in the military when soldiers were stranded alone on foreign planets. They would talk to themselves, even though it sounded crazy, and they would set priorities and try to establish a base.

"One - scouting is done. Two - the creatures are indeed hostile. Three - shelter is secure. Four - fire wood, and five - a food source. Six - which is important, is to get used to my abilities. I have no weapons, so it will be a sort of gun that advances at my leisure."

Avrin rubbed his head as he stood up. Thankfully his clothes, although they seemed common, were quite comfortable. He made his way outside, but not before slowly checking his surroundings. He spotted a small rabbit-like creature with two hands, which was eating some leaves. It would have been quite cute if not for the donkey-like face it had. Avrin somewhat pitied this world. He had hoped the gods of this world were not talentless when it came to creating life.

He casually gathered small fallen branches and thin logs that were laying around the area, while observing the wildlife, wanting to understand how the pyramid of this forest worked. Little did he know, he was being watched by a carnivore’s eyes. A creature, hiding in the bushes with its fangs bared and saliva dripping down, growled lowly.

Avrin blinked before gazing towards the direction of some dangerous feeling he had. “I don’t know how I know, but I’m sure something is there." He held up a large stick that could be used as a weapon and called out only loud enough for whatever was watching him to hear. “I know you’re there! Come out!"

Hearing his words and seeing that it had gotten his attention, the creature casually strolled out from the bushes. It stood on its feet, a whopping four meters tall, with bulging muscles that would put a body builder to shame. Its skin was a dark red and its head looked like a lion. Avrin stared in a daze. His mouth would have dropped if he was not used to composing himself in dangerous situations. He had a feeling this creature would destroy the Hecate gorilla if they fought, so he took the only action he knew worked in situations where you were out gunned and out matched – especially in a new foreign world that you knew nothing of.

"He who fights and runs away may live to fight another day," he whispered, eyeing the creature carefully as he brandished the stick. "But he who knows true dismay may choose to run away today." After ending his words, Avrin bolted towards the area where his small shelter was located. Obviously, when he looked back, he saw the creature rampaging around as it followed him. It didn’t roar and kept quiet, its eyes focused on him, which made it scarier – a silent hulk predator. "FUCK THIS WORLD!!!" Avrin jumped into the hole, barely missing the snatch of the lion-like creature that was indeed angry such prey got away. It slipped his head down to look inside and saw a panting, but grinning, Avrin.

"Think I’m some meal for you?" Avrin jabbed his stick into the creature’s eyes and it roared and went off into the bushes and out of sight. "I have a feeling he will be a bigger problem now that I’ve pissed him off."

Avrin sighed as he went back deep into the small cave-like shelter. It was quite dark, apart from the small cracks above that brought light. He didn’t feel tired, at least. In fact his, panting was because of the rush he had experienced. He was glad that this body was fit – it would help a lot later on.

"I suppose I’ll take a step up on things and work on my so-called magic." Avrin held his right hand out and began to form the nebula-like mist that he had done in God’s presence, but this time he tried to will it to do things by using his mind. He took his experience from anime he had watched, trying to use their methods of using your mind to will your power to help. Thankfully his efforts were somewhat rewarded. The black mist formed into a black, condensed object and solidified.

Just like how Avrin's new form was born, the black solidification that the object went through, began to disintegrate, revealing something needless. It was a tennis ball in every way shape and form, from feel to look. Avrin stayed silent as he processed what this meant. “Incredible. Even in my world we weren’t able to freely create objects without using raw materials and energy. If this means what I think it does, then I’m a walking factory."

He grinned, before realising something "i guess it’s my fault that such a thing had happened. I did recall that galactic tennis championship between Yuri Cortinov and Li-Jin. I guess that means thoughts influence what it forms...truly interesting.”

“I wonder..." He raised his hand again and formed the same black mist. As he solidified it again, it formed the same black block with a metallic look. Then it began to slowly blow off into nothingness before revealing what was inside. It was like waiting for a prize. It was something Avrin hadn’t had the chance to get since he was captured and sent to his cell. What had formed was a roll of melon pan/bread. He drooled a little as its scent captivated his nostrils.

It was a little hot, but Avrin only took it if it was just freshly cooked. He raised it cautiously to his mouth and took a slight bite. He would have been deterred more if he had not been hungry, but he wanted it quite badly. It was his favourite sweet bun.

He happily chewed as it was completely identical to what he would usually make. No, if he was to say something in comparison it would be that his was better. He pictured a perfect melon bread and it seemed he got one. While eating, all these thoughts of what he could do came to his mind. He huddled against the wall in a slight sitting position his arms over his knees as his face darkened in the near lightless room, his eyes emanating. Showing his appearance, one would instantly think of the words fear and evil.

"I wonder if I can make an A1 mech. That would save time and I could let it go around killing everything...hmm." Avrin contemplated his futuristic thought before shrugging it off as a joking threat.

"For now, I need to experiment more with this power. Clarification though 1 - after 2 uses I don’t seem to be exhausted in any way. 2 - I can create food and objects, as for the variety that is still unknown. 3 - I need to experiment on more things. What happens when dark matter is introduced to already made objects? But for now..." As 15 minutes went by, Avrin formed, with trial and error, a small cache of military rations he remembered.

This way, he wouldn’t need to hunt. He also used the wood he got, as well as trying to form his own pieces of wood. While doing so one accidently formed into piece of metal combined with the wood. It was a truly weird sight but he at least knew that he could make steel.

As 20 more minutes passed by with his rations and supply of fire wood, as well as his now small lit camp fire – not so big as to cause a lot of smoke. He created a sleeping bag. It seemed with more use of his ability he was slowly able to make the mist as large as he pleased. Although his limit so far was over 2 meters, anymore and he would feel a strong disorientation, almost as if it telling him he wasn’t skilled enough. He also wondered why he didn’t feel exhausted.

God explained that he could convert mana into dark matter, so was it possible, considering this universe was created with mana, that he was converting the mana around him into dark matter. He hypothesised this before letting it go for the moment. He went over to the sleeping bag and laid down on it. He didn’t feel tired, but he knew he needed rest and it would help calm him down.

“Tomorrow I’ll make traps and try to make myself a weapon. I’ve got to see this body's physical prowess." He slowly shut his glowing eyes as he fell asleep. As if his body was automatic, it let him do so without irritation. Perhaps it was a trait of being a spectral....

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