Reincarnated with an OP skill

You died.

At least,you think you did.

The last thing you remember is pain.

Then darkness.

Then—

Nothing.

No sky.

No gorund.

No sound.

No wind.

No sensation at all.

An endless white void streaches in every direction.

You stand alone.

“…”

For a few moments, nothing happens.

Then a faint blue light appears before you.

The light grows brighter.

Larger.

Lines begin forming in the air.

A screen.

A massive translucent blue screen materializes in the front of you.

SYSTEM

Welcome, Candidate.

You have been selected for reincarnation.

As compensation for your untimley death, you may choose one starting skill.

choose wislely.

Five options appear.

METEOR

Cast a meteor from the sky.

TIME STOP

Stop time until released.

DRAGON LORD

Command dragons.

CREATION

Create objects from nothing.

INFINITE TREASURY

Access an endless treasury.

You stare at the menu.

“…”

“…What?”

The descriptions are absurdly short.

No explanation.

No warning.

No details.

Just five abilities that sound impossibly overpowered.

As if sensing your confusion, another message appears.

The selected skill cannot be changed.

Your choice will define your future.

The menu waits silently.

No timer.

No guidance.

No pressure.

Just a choice.

A very important choice.

After around two minutes you hear the menu speak.

“When you are ready, state your choice”.

I choose CREATION. It seems like the most versatile tool for a brand new world.

“The decision to embrace the Creation Skill was a defining moment for me. While other powerful abilities may have offered immediate advantages, my choice unlocked the fundamental power of transformation and control. It represents the refusal to be defined by circumstance, allowing me to shape reality based on my own will and imagination.

Let’s be honest INFINITE TREASURY sounds very tempting but we all know what money does to a person and those around them.”

The moment the words leave your mouth, the screen pulses.

CREATION — Selected.

The blue light intensifies. The translucent screen shatters into a thounsand glowing fragments that swirled around you like a storm of glass and starlight.

You feel something settle deep inside you chest.

A warmth.

A presence.

A connection to… “everything”. Matter, Form, Structure. You can feel it — the potential to shape reality with nothing but will and imagination.

SYSTEM

Skill Acquired: CREATION

You may create any object, material, tool or structure from nothing.

Currency cannot be created.

Complexity and size determine creation time.

Before you can even process the weight of what you’ve been given the white void begins to crack.

Fissures of golden light split the emptyness beneath your feet.

The world drops away.

You’re falling.

Wind tears at your clothes. Light blinds you.

Then —

THUD.

Grass. Dirt. The smell of wildflowers and distant pine.

You’re lying face-up, staring at a pale blue sky streaked with wisps of cloud. A warm breeze rolls over you. Mountains rise in the distance on either side — you’re in a valley, A wide, green, peaceful valley.

You sit up, blinking.

“…I’m alive”

Your hands. Your body. Everything feels… real.

You take a breath. Then another.

And then you hear it.

A sound… like distant thunder. Rhythmic. Growing louder.

Thoom. Thoom. Thoom. Thoom.

You turn your head toward the far end of the valley.

Your stomach drops.

A horde.