Starting as a Class Five Mutant-Chapter 582

Clad in white, bathed in a soft glow, the mysterious being drifted slowly through the pitch-black void of space, his voice quiet yet resonant.

"Let there be light."

The moment that voice—like the truth of the universe—rang out, a miraculous scene unfolded before Thor and the others.

Endless radiance erupted from the darkness, emerging from the void itself.

Light banished the shadows and illuminated all. Tony and the others, for a moment, were so stunned they thought they had returned to Earth at the break of dawn.

The light of dawn—symbolizing rebirth—bathed everything in brilliance.

A thought surfaced in Tony's mind.

Where... did this light come from?

From where they stood, they could see that the figure in white—this godlike being—was now emitting a blinding radiance.

Then, as if echoing the laws of existence, that cosmic voice once again reverberated.

"Let the waters divide, above and below."

With his words, creation began to flow forth, molding reality.

Brilliant light surged across the heavens.

Within it, water vapor gathered and coalesced overhead, forming clusters of beautiful clouds.

Below them, water pooled and spread, forming lakes and rivers.

The scene became still. Silent.

The vast crowd was completely entranced by the divine spectacle.

As they stood stunned, Syd—wrapped in endless white light—continued weaving the world into being, his expression thoughtful.

Since he was going to rebuild Asgard, it was only right to recreate it exactly as it once was.

Although he only had a general impression of Asgard's appearance, lacking detailed understanding posed no obstacle to him. He instantly thought of a solution.

To see how Asgard had once looked—besides manipulating time to glimpse the past—light also preserved the record of all that had ever existed.

In the next instant, all the information and imagery of Asgard before its destruction surged into his mind, recorded by light itself.

Every tree, every stone of the old realm appeared clearly in his mind.

With those memories and his divine powers of creation, nothing remained difficult.

As the others watched in a daze, he casually waved his hand, rearranging the clouds and the waters below.

Then, creation accelerated.

From the water rose solid ground, quickly expanding across a vast area.

The sight left Tony Stark and the others completely dumbfounded.

In their gaze, the white-clad god floated above, radiating blinding brilliance—while beneath him, a massive continent rapidly formed.

Tony muttered, dazed, "Is this... creation?"

"I think... science just got overturned."

The rest of them weren't doing much better.

Every face was filled with shock.

Especially Doctor Banner and the other learned minds among them—this was utterly incomprehensible.

If physicists and other scientists had been here, their worldviews would likely have collapsed on the spot.

Yet, the act of creation was still not over.

There were clouds in the sky now, and land and water below—but it was all barren, lifeless. A world devoid of vitality.

Syd's divine light surged again, flooding across the new landmass of Asgard.

And then—the miracle deepened.

One by one, plants began to emerge—trees, grass, and flowers—spreading rapidly across the reborn realm.

A moment later, that same voice—divine, as if it were the order of the cosmos—rang out once more.

"Let there be celestial bodies to mark the day and the night."

Under the astonished eyes of Thor and the others, the glowing sphere that had once circled the destroyed Asgard now surged toward them.

Under the authority of light, the stars themselves moved—shifting in mere seconds.

Radiant light flooded the new Asgard.

For a moment, Thor and the others felt as though they had returned to the realm they had lost.

But just as they thought it was all over, something even more astonishing happened.

That luminous figure raised both hands—and birds appeared out of thin air.

They chirped joyously, reluctant to fly away, flocking affectionately around him.

The act of creating life left Black Panther and the others speechless.

If clouds, water, and land were still somehow within the bounds of explanation... this was something else entirely.

Creating life?

This scene was just like the myths. No—this was the myth.

Tony and the others fell into a daze, thoughts drifting back to Earth's origins.

Was Earth really a product of natural evolution?

Or... had it been created?

And just when they thought it couldn't get any more overwhelming, Syd spoke again—his voice absolute.

"Let the earth bring forth living creatures, each according to its kind."

Invisible divine power surged forth, carrying out his will.

Birds, beasts, insects...

Every creature that had once existed in Asgard reappeared—created within seconds.

In the blink of an eye, the once-lifeless land blossomed into a world teeming with life.

Everyone stood there in stunned silence.

Thor and his people were especially overwhelmed.

A vast, flat land floated in the darkness of space. Mist drifted around it like a sacred realm from legend.

The glowing orb illuminated the land, its reflection making the new Asgard appear even more divine and beautiful.

Most incredible of all—the realm was identical to the Asgard they remembered. Not a single detail out of place.

Everything—except the people—was as it had been.

Valkyrie murmured in awe, "A miracle..."

Even if they had once considered themselves gods on Earth, in the presence of this radiant, divine creator, they had no choice but to admit:

This was a true god.

This was a miracle.

While they remained entranced, Black Panther and the rest were equally shaken—and bewildered by one specific detail.

"Asgard... isn't a planet? It's flat?"

This kind of world structure completely defied their understanding.

But what shocked them the most—was still the one who had created it all.

Among the crowd, many were Christians, or at least familiar with the phrases of faith—how often had they exclaimed "Oh my God" in surprise?

But now, having witnessed the act of creation firsthand, their minds couldn't help but recall the Book of Genesis.

In the beginning, God created the heavens and the earth.

The earth was without form and void, and darkness was over the surface of the deep.

And God said, "Let there be light," and there was light...

How could this scene be so identical to what was written in Scripture?

A man named Frank, wearing a black jacket and sporting a thick beard, stared blankly and whispered:

"...Is he God?"

(End of Chapter)

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