Atticus’s Odyssey: Reincarnated Into A Playground

As the Aegis Shield collapsed, the massive tree plummeted from the skies, hurtling straight toward the human domain.

It looked as though a god had hurled a colossal tree from the heavens, a divine punishment, as if humanity had committed an unforgivable sin that could only be paid for with extinction.

The tree fell with such speed that it ripped through the atmosphere, spiraling air currents in its wake like the scream of a dying sky.

To the inhabitants of the human domain, the world went dark. Shadows danced across their dread-filled faces as they looked up, paralyzed, helpless, as the end approached.

The paragons of humanity stared at the falling tree with grim expressions. Atticus’s power hadn’t even scratched it. What could they possibly do?

“Oberon!”

Vexarious screamed. There was desperation in every syllable he uttered. “Is there nothing you can do!?”

Oberon didn’t even turn to look at him. His response was sharp and irritated, “Think. If there was something I could do, why haven’t I done it yet!?”

His mind was spinning, thoughts crashing against each other. Why was Vexarious asking such a stupid question now!?

Still, the tree kept plummeting from the sky.

Tears streamed down the faces of the people. Horror consumed them.

This was it.

Their end.

The humans across the domain braced for the impact, for their death, for the extinction of the human race… only to hear a voice.

One they would never forget, not even in death.

Their Apex.

“We’re evacuating.”

Heads snapped up to the skies. And eyes that were once dull reignited with hope.

Atticus hadn’t just said something impossible, he had declared it.

They were evacuating? There were billions of lives in the human domain and seconds to spare before the tree reached them.

It should’ve been absurd.

But as they heard his words, not one person doubted. Not him.

He had never failed them before. And now, even at the brink of death… they were ready to follow.

Atticus’s words were instantly followed by action.

A blazing orb of mana ignited in his palm before shooting down like a meteor toward the human domain.

It slammed into the Ravenstein estate, but there was no explosion, no destruction. Instead, the beam was pulled into the ground by some unseen force, as though the land itself was drinking it in.

A second passed.

Then, glowing words erupted in the center of the estate, spiraling outward in concentric circles that raced across the entire domain, lighting up everything in their path.

The people saw it, light igniting beneath their feet. And then, in a blinding flash, the entire human domain was engulfed.

When the light dimmed…

The billions of humans that had once filled the cities, towns, and plains were gone.

High above the sky, just behind Atticus, massive platforms covered in a glowing red dome materialized one after another, their numbers stretching endlessly across the air.

And on each platform was the entirety of humanity that had been teleported away in an instant.

Many of them looked visibly startled, gazing left and right, trying to understand what was going on.

One second, they had been staring at the massive tree plummeting toward them, already accepting their death.

The next, they were high in the sky.

The paragons of humanity hadn’t been excluded either. They too had been enveloped in the light and were now within one of the massive domes.

However, they were quicker to regain their bearings.

Their eyes immediately shifted toward the sky—toward the overwhelming aura that had enveloped the world.

There, hovering calmly, was Atticus.

They had seen the beam of mana he released. They had watched as it struck the estate, only for no damage to occur.

Instead, they witnessed the massive rune light up and spread outward in perfect, concentric rings until it encompassed the entire human domain.

And now… they could only stare at Atticus with utter shock.

But before they could do or think anything, the tree reached the ground.

The impact was deafening.

The ground didn’t just shake, it caved. Then, an explosion of force erupted in every direction. Buildings shattered. Mountains collapsed. The land cracked open.

A thunderous boom echoed through the skies, accompanied by a shockwave that shattered what remained of the lower atmosphere.

Then… dust.

A wave of it swept out, blotting everything from view, drowning the land in a suffocating grey.

And when it cleared, the horror began.

Roots.

Dozens. Hundreds.

They shot out from the base of the tree like monstrous tendrils. Each one was thicker than towers, moving like serpents.

They tore through ruins and structures, crossing borders at inhumane speed, spreading farther and farther until the entirety of the human domain was swallowed.

From above, the humans on the platforms could only watch with dread.

Many broke into tears.

Their homes, their memories, their life’s work, everything they had ever built,

gone in the blink of an eye.

But not the paragons.

Their eyes didn’t waver.

They had already accepted this possibility,

the possibility that the human domain would fall.

What truly shook them… was Atticus’s actions.

He had teleported billions of people in an instant.

This wasn’t something that could be done on impulse. Which meant… he had foreseen this. And he had planned for it.

‘It’s a good thing I prepared well,’ Atticus thought.

During the time when the Aegis Shield was active, he hadn’t just been training.

He had been working.

It was during one of those moments when his reserves of will had been depleted that he had constructed the dome-sized rune.

The best part about runes was that most of the cost could be paid before actually using them.

He had already done all the heavy lifting then, and had poured nearly everything into it.

So when the time came… he only needed a spark to trigger it. His mana reserve had barely been affected.

“Something’s happening.”

As Oberon’s voice cut through the air, the expressions of the paragons sharpened.

They turned back to the tree to see that the light around it was growing brighter and its roots throbbed like veins.

And then, it began.

Atticus’s gaze narrowed as the tree began absorbing mana at an overwhelming rate.

And as it did… it kept on growing.

Bigger and bigger.

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