Norioki had teleported himself into another forest, this time, he was teleported into a dimly lit red forest. What was this place? Were his thoughts. The magic density in this area was incredibly high, even making his newly-acquired perfect body strain to keep breathing normally. Just as he crossed his fingers to activate Chariot, a man popped up from behind one of the red trees, quickly positioning himself behind Norioki, with a dagger to his throat.

"What are you doing in the Great Elf forest, boy? You shouldn't be able to breathe while under the effects of Great Magic Seal. Who are you?" The old man said, with a skill crest on his hand, just like Norioki's Absolute Creationism birthmark.

As he channeled his Absolute Creationism, Norioki's Shadow Cloak, the name for his suit, activated and pushed the old man off of him. As his skill crest illuminated with its signature godly glow, Norioki looked at the man.

"I am Yuri. I was running away from a situation and accidentally ended up teleporting myself here with my Chariot skill."

As he said this, while giving himself the new name Yuri, Norioki activated his Absolute Creationism, creating two new skills, well, not really two, but a collection of two skills.

The first, being a collection of a series of incomprehensively powerful boosting skills, all coined under the term..

"Skill Create, Infinite Power."

Infinite Power. The combination of Physical Enhancement, Magic Overclock, Perception Enhancement, Brain Over limit and Perfect Human: Second Stage. (A further boost to his power, as well as a height increase from 170cm to 185cm, while also making his body even more adaptive to this world, resembling the perfect body for a fighter in this dimension. If he had a godly counterpart, Norioki in this form would have the body of the God of War from his home world, Ares.)

The second, being a standalone skill that could be used for both offense and defense.

"Skill Create, Shadow Shield."

A miasma that he could freely shape into any form he wanted. It had the properties of both being able to enclose creatures or structures inside of it, instantly shielding them from the outside but also stripping them of any skill they had and also the ability to shield whoever wielded it, as it had the ability to completely negate and nullify any magic or physical attack that it came into contact with.

As he activated Shadow Shield, the old man was sealed within, his movements eliminated by the tight bind that the Shadow Shield held on him.

"What is your business with me?" Norioki asked.

"Agh.. That power. You hold the power of the gods. What in the..."

As he was trying to interrogate the old man, a young girl fired a massively powerful Fire Arrow at him from afar. It morphed into a phoenix as the arrow sped up to him, necessitating Norioki to use his hand and block it with yet another skill creation, Shadow Boxer. He could summon shadow copies of himself to use for both strengthening his defense, offense and increasing the range of his attacks. He could even hit himself with his shadows or 'stack' them onto himself to increase his speed.

"Skill Create, Shadow Boxer."

He used a shadow copy to deflect the attack, making it fizzle out as it was redirected upwards into the sky. Like a piece of wood turning into cinders, the attack ran out of power, and quickly turned into ash.

"Blaze Phoenix Arrow was blocked... He must be the god Mari talked about."

Norioki quickly dashed in front of the girl, wearing a menacing grin on his face.

"Skill Create, Shadow Bullet."

As he put stretched both of his hands in front of him, the knuckles on his middle fingers stretched beyond the rest of his hands, he uttered those words.

Immediately, the girl was launched into a tree, with a dark purple ghost exiting the point of contact between the attack and her body as he hit her directly with his new Shadow Bullet skill.

"Will someone tell me what is going on here? Why am I being attacked?"

Norioki couldn't help but ask as he deactivated his skills, releasing the old man from Shadow Shield.

"We thought you were an intruder. No... You are our salvation." The old man uttered.

"What salvation?"

"S-salvation from the Slave Traders. They are currently on the hunt for the rest of us. They've already captured a lot of elves, and even one demon girl named Mari."

"Where can I find these Slave Traders?" Yuri growled furiously.

"Calm down, Yuri. We need to help you get accustomed to this new world." The old man said.

"Old man? How'd you know I was-"

"Your skill crest, Absolute Creationism. Only the gods of creation and the Demon Lord used to hold that skill crest before they were lost in the Great war." The old man explained.

"You knew?" Yuri exclaimed.

"That, and people only have one Skill. It can be anything from gardening to even the great magical skill Mage Overlord. But they can only have one Skill-type ability. Skills are stronger than abilities, which anyone can utilize using magic. If you had the skill of fireball, your fireball would be stronger than if someone else used the same ability, but as a non-skill." The old man explained.

"Sir Sain! The slave traders got away- SAIN! GET BEHIND ME!"

A muscular orc showed up, immediately trying to attack Norioki, as he feared that the Elf King, the same old man he'd been talking to, was going to be killed.

Immediately, Norioki conjured up a new skill. This time, the skill he used made several rings appear on his left arm, amplifying his magic power through their circuits. Then came out a grey blast of magic. The color was unusual, as the girl's arrow was blue in color. Maybe it was the skill's properties?

"Skill Create. Grey."

As he launched the attack, the orc man had his stomach pierced by the attack. Immediately, he was immobilized and he was left speechless as he spouted up a small amount of blood.

"Wha- You- That attack..." He got out, before his consciousness was lost.

"I'll take care of it." Norioki said.

"Last Dance!"

This new skill he had created healed everyone in his vicinity, replenished their mana and restored the terrain in the skill's range if it had been damaged.

"Amazing. This is the power of the creation god?" The orc mumbled.

"Yes, Soarn. He's the prophesied creation god that Mari mentioned before they captured her."

"Captured? Is she one of the elves that the Slave Traders took?" Norioki asked.

"No. She's the Elf King's Daughter, the Blood Demon Sorceress Mari Nobara." Soarn explained.

"How is a Demon the daughter of the Elf King?"

"My late wife was the Demon Empress. I was king over both the elves and the demons once, until she was slain by the awaken Tyrant Sauron, who usurped my position as demon king." The old man wept. Mari was the only one he had left from his family, it seemed.

"I, Gwen, am the only adopted daughter of Sain left. All the others died trying to protect Mari and the other citizens from the Traders. We've been in a state of constant war for years. Please, Yuri. You need to take her back to us. She is the only one who can use the special Weeping Resurrections spell. I know it's a selfish request, but I will do anything to get your help. Maybe, just maybe, with your godly ability, we can get her and the others back." Gwen, the girl who attacked him with Blaze Phoenix Arrow, begged him to save her adoptive sister and her people.

Yuri isn't heartless. He looked over to her before smiling.

"I'm not heartless. I do not desire you, Gwen. I'm interesting in Mari's ability to resurrect people. I was told by the goddess of reincarnation, Midori, that I cannot use my own power to resurrect."

"YOU SPOKE TO THE SACRED REINCARNATION GODDESS!?" Everyone else exclaimed.

"Yeah. If I can get to Mari and get her to fess up on how to resurrect people, maybe I can bring Midori into this world." Yuri explained.

"Where have they taken her?"

"To the royal capital in the kingdom of Alterheim, Nihli." Sain answered, as he turned into his young self.

"May I accompany you there?" He asked.

"There's no need to, sir Sain." Yuri smiled, as his skill crest glowed.

"Chariot. Take me to Nihli. Instant conjure, give me a punk outfit." He said, as he teleported away on the chariot, towards Nihli, in a casual outfit that he could use to mask himself with.

"Please, boy of god. Save my daughter."

Sain said, as he and his subordinates prayed. Much of his remaining kingdom had been hunted by the Slave Traders in Nihli. Now, if Yuri could save them, the Elf Kingdom would be indebted to him for all eternity.

Meanwhile, in the Demonic Kingdom...

"Sir Sauron, the girl has been collected. We have her in our holdout in Nihli. You will have to go there to collect her into the demon realm yourself." The butler said.

"Good. Soon, I will use her Weeping Resurrections to resurrect my power of creationism and launch war upon the gods. I will have it all!" The tyrant laughed.