Novel & Cerita Miraculous Oc Creator

“Stable.” Adrian added, “No strange activity.” Yvonne nodded slowly. “But the Founder still has the Omega Mirror program.” Marcus looked at her. “Yes.” Adrian leaned back in his chair. “And that means we are no longer the only ones with this system.” Yvonne crossed her arms. “That program can copy everything the Omega protocol does.” Marcus nodded. “Exactly.” Adrian looked back at the screen. “If he deploys it somewhere else, we may not even see it coming.”

she added. Mirabel shook her head. "There is a demon I once made an encounter with in another world, or should I say dimension." She said and opened the drawer in the table she was sitting on. She brought out an old scroll and stood up from the table and then proceeded to roll out the scroll on top of the table for all to see. "I drew her the moment I laid my eyes on her. I'm very good at drawing and painting. Her name is Rozra." Samira's eyes almost bulged out of her eyes, the picture Mirabel had shown to them was that of Rozralas.

"Mystics like Darius don't just change shape. They can literally create multiple versions of themselves by splitting their essence across different dimensional planes." Miranda pulled out a scroll that seemed to glow with an inner light. "Here. The Codex of Dimensional Fracture. It speaks of mystics who can create what we might call 'echoes' or 'reflections' of themselves." Isla leaned in, her fingers hovering near the scroll. The writing seemed to move, the symbols shifting and rearranging themselves. "How do we stop something like that?" "There's always a source," Taylor said firmly. "A prime version. The original from which all others are created."

Now that she was paying attention, its voice sounded more masculine. 'How did this happen?' 'You tell me? One minute I was sleeping so soundly and then you started to hurt me with whatever poison you took. I don't know what happened but the blue moon summoned me from the depths of my slumber....' 'Are we....are we an alpha?' 'No, we're Omega. But we are more powerful than any Alpha.' 'Oh-' 'You sound disappointed, why?' 'I thought, if the moon godess ever blessed me one day, I wished to be an alpha.'

Rhydian's shoulder trembled from the impact. "He keeps getting stronger," Rhydian muttered. Seraphine looked toward the Creator. "There must be another way." "There is." The Creator slowly raised one hand. A single beam of white light descended from the heavens. It landed between Kael and Lucien. The light slowly formed into a mirror. It was old. Its silver frame was cracked. Its surface shimmered like water. Lucien froze. His expression changed instantly. "No." The Creator spoke softly. "Look."

" * Laughs* What do you mean magic ? It's just a simple thing." " Simple thing? I can't do that." " You can't cry?" " *sniffing* You smell weird human. Your scent reminds me of My creator V1!" " * giggles* That's because I am the first Version ever created by Misaki and Rhane. I am the original Version also known as OV but Rhane marked me wrongly, so my version mark is V0." I shared with him my tale as I waved my hand a broom appeared before me. I grabbed it and sat on it flying us to Eclipse.

The creator was thinking. Actually thinking. Not calculating. Not observing. Thinking. Then slowly— the giant eye closed halfway. The crushing pressure across reality weakened. The system warnings decreased. The oceans calmed. The sky stopped breaking. Hope flickered. Small. Fragile. Impossible. Then the creator asked a question. Its voice softer than before. Almost uncertain. "Can something created become more than its creator?" Nobody answered. Not immediately. The giant smiled. The child pulsed. And Mira opened her mouth.

She exclaimed, “I can’t believe it! Are you saying that everything that appears in the night sky was created by Boss? How can there be such a magical cultivation technique in this world?” “It seems incredible, but it has to be him. Gideon was able to manifest the vision of a mirage before, but his strength was far too weak and he couldn’t fully manifest the vision. That’s why everything was hazy in Gideon’s version,” Jim explained. “Meanwhile, that’s not the case with Boss. His strength is far greater than Gideon’s, allowing him to fully realize his vision.” Olympias exclaimed as she pointed to the night sky, “Look! The scene in the sky has changed again!”

"Since you are so lofty about repaying the money, why not repay it all at once? I find it bothersome to receive in bits and pieces." Candice closed her eyes, slowly gathering her thoughts. She heard her own dry voice say, "Alright, I'll gather the entire amount and pay you back." Alex nodded imperiously. "I'm looking forward to it." After pondering for a moment, she raised her eyes again, "And regarding the issue of Burning Star Studio, I—" She still wanted to fight for Burning Star Studio a bit more. Although she had just entered the industry, she knew that if a creator interfered too much, the work they produced would not be good.

Ricardo stared for a long time at Megan, seeming to have forgotten about the chaos around him as the look in his eyes travelled through all the different forms of perplexed to curious; and finally, he smirked. "Alright, Miss Months," he gave her an impressed look, "it's over here." Ricardo led Megan to a secluded corner of the house where the glass appeared about four inches thicker than the rest of the walls. He placed his hand on the glass and it came alive, almost like the whole wall was some sort of large touchscreen device. "Activate escape protocol, emergency level one," he commanded and the panel scanned his hand before writing Ricardo Disanto identified, access granted; and the glass