The Age of Divine Revelation has arrived. At eighteen, people awaken their divine realms. Some begin with blessed lands and followers as strong as dragons and tigers.
When Ling Yun opened his eyes, all he saw was an F-minus wasteland, a place so barren even birds wouldn't shit there. Forty-three scrawny, bony minotaur cannon fodder knelt before him, begging for food.
"Useless!" "They're not even enough to fill my cousin's gnolls' teeth!"
Before the taunts had even faded, the [God Editor] deep in Ling Yun's consciousness suddenly lit up...
[Editable target detected: Minotaur]
[Spend 10 faith points to edit "Strength +1000%"?]
"Edit!"
The next second, the skeletal minotaur sprang up and smashed the sand scorpion king's shell with one punch!
Edit racial talents to turn cannon fodder into war gods; edit divine-realm laws to make divine ore grow in the wasteland; edit an enemy's loyalty to make a demigod kneel and sing his praises!
Others spend a century cultivating to comprehend the laws? Ling Yun edits "Enlightenment MAX" with one click!
Others sacrifice a million followers to condense a divine-grade? Ling Yun drags over a Main God's corpse and transforms it directly into an "Editor Divine-Grade"!
From a mocked F-minus good-for-nothing to a Chaos Overlord who tears Main Gods apart with his bare hands and tramples the Supreme Gods underfoot, Ling Yun believes in just one thing:
"Rules? My editor is the biggest rule there is!"
Today he slays a demigod, tomorrow he crushes a Main God. One day, he'll use the editor's cursor to choose a new master for the Myriad Worlds!
Not big brother. You wrote a divine article and you ended up talking to a tiny being in your own divine domain?
This span is too big. One second you were mocking, and the next second the God of Creation came.