"What… what happened?" A young man whispered in disbelief as his entire body trembled.
A strange sensation surged through him—like lightning coursing through every vein, every nerve, every cell.
In an instant, torrents of information flooded his mind. It was as if the sum of all human knowledge, the mysteries of the universe, and the secrets of creation itself had been poured straight into his consciousness.
Reality itself seemed to hum around him, bending and twisting at his will.
Just a few moments ago, he had been nothing more than a fat otaku—an eighteen-year-old shut-in who spent his days glued to a glowing screen, binging anime, gaming, and snacking without end.
His parents' wealth had kept him comfortable, so he never had to lift a finger.
Life had been dull, repetitive, and empty.
Every night, he'd dream about being someone else—a hero, a ruler, a god.
And now, somehow… that dream had become reality.
"This… this can't be real," he murmured, his chubby hands clenching as pure energy pulsed beneath his skin. "Did I just… become omnipotent?"
His heart pounded. He could feel it—power. Infinite, boundless, intoxicating power.
He could do anything. Be anything.
The universe itself seemed to whisper to him, offering limitless possibilities.
Then, as the shock melted away, a wild grin spread across his face.
"Hahaha! I want to create my own harem!" he shouted, his voice echoing through the void around him.
But first things first. There was one thing he'd always hated about himself—his body.
With a single thought, reality shifted.
His fat began to melt away, replaced by toned muscle that swelled and hardened beneath his skin.
His short, round frame elongated, bones stretching and reforming with an audible crack.
His spine straightened, shoulders widened, and his chest expanded like that of a warrior sculpted by the gods.
In seconds, the transformation was complete.
The once-short otaku now stood at an impressive seven feet tall.
His body was covered in perfect muscle definition, his skin smooth and flawless.
His face sharpened, jawline cutting and proud, nose straight and noble.
And his eyes—his eyes glowed a brilliant blue, like two radiant sapphires reflecting the sky itself.
They pulsed faintly with divine light, filled with the knowledge of the cosmos.
Long, silky black hair cascaded down his back, reaching past his shoulders.
A black cultivator's robe, woven from energy itself, formed over his new physique—flowing and regal, trimmed with silver patterns that shimmered faintly with every breath he took.
He gazed at his reflection, which appeared before him out of thin air, conjured by his own will.
For a long moment, he just admired what he had become—a man who looked like a god among mortals.
"Now this…" he said slowly, smirking at his reflection, "…feels more like it."
With a wave of his hand, the space around him rippled, and new worlds began to take shape—realities he could mold, women he could create, fates he could command.
The era of the fat otaku was over.
The era of the blue-eyed god had begun.
"Let's begin."
The handsome man smiled faintly, his striking blue eyes gleaming with a mysterious light.
In the very next instant, his body dissolved into shimmering particles and vanished from the face of the earth.
No sound followed—only an eerie stillness that crept across the globe.
The winds stopped mid-whirl, the oceans froze in place, and even the drifting clouds above hung motionless in the sky.
Time itself had stopped moving. Space had been locked.
Every atom, every heartbeat, every whisper of existence stood still.
It was not the work of nature—it was his doing. With a mere thought, he had silenced the entire planet.
He lingered unseen between the folds of frozen time, gazing upon the still faces of the people he cherished most—his loving parents, who had given him everything.
For a brief moment, his expression softened. "Don't worry," he murmured, his voice echoing in the void. "I'll be back… when I've achieved what I must."
He turned his eyes to the infinite beyond.
Countless worlds awaited—realms filled with magic, danger, and beauty.
He would travel them all, growing stronger, wiser, and more irresistible.
His goal was absurd to most, but to him, it was everything: to gather a harem of the most extraordinary women across existence, each drawn to his charm and strength.
As the still world faded from his view, the man smiled once more. "Until then… farewell, Earth."
And with that, he stepped into the void, beginning the journey that would make him a legend across worlds.
"So, let's see who's going to be my first girlfriend… and maybe a side girl too," the handsome man murmured with a teasing grin, his blue eyes gleaming like twin stars.
He reclined in midair, surrounded by swirling lights that projected scenes from countless worlds—anime realms, fictional dimensions, and universes born from imagination itself.
He waved a hand, and thousands of visions appeared before him: heroines from every story ever told.
Some were fierce warriors with swords that could split mountains; others were gentle priestesses with eyes that melted hearts.
There were queens whose beauty commanded nations, assassins who hid their charm behind cold expressions, and even mischievous fox spirits who laughed as they danced under the moonlight.
"Ahhh… this is harder than I thought," he sighed, his tone caught between frustration and amusement.
"They're all too perfect. Every single one of them could be my type."
He leaned forward, resting his chin on his hand as he watched the parade of goddesses, elves, and immortal beauties.
"But then again…" A smirk tugged at his lips. "It doesn't really matter who's first. Sooner or later, every one of them will become mine."
He chuckled, the sound echoing across the void of worlds.
Time meant nothing to him anymore; he had eternity to chase his desires.
Still, the idea of choosing a first—the one who would begin his grand collection—felt strangely important.
Minutes passed as he watched them all. He could feel their auras, their personalities, their warmth.
And then, suddenly, he froze. His smile sharpened. His heartbeat quickened just a little.
"There," he whispered. "She's the one."
Her image filled the space before him—radiant, fierce, and heartbreakingly beautiful.
His entire being seemed to hum in recognition. "You'll be mine soon," he said softly, his voice a promise carried across realities.
Without hesitation, his figure began to blur, dissolving into streaks of blue light.
The very fabric of the multiverse rippled as he launched himself toward her world, his goal clear and his heart set.
The hunt for his first love—and the beginning of his legendary harem—had just begun.