Ten Lucky Draws: I Became OP

[A/N: I want to sincerely thank everyone who’s stuck around through Ash’s journey and the growing pains of my first novel!

Honestly, things turned out far better than I ever imagined, and I can only hope you’ve enjoyed the ride as much as I have.

While I considered extending the ending to 800 and beyond, I feel that would drag out the plot and milk the inevitable, as Ash has already achieved his goals.

So, this Chapter officially marks the end of Ash’s journey, though I’ll be sharing another Chapter about their time in Pantheos leading up to the start of my next novel.

As "Three Divine Wishes" will take place within Pantheos!

Once again, thank you so much, and I hope you’ll join me for the next adventure in my second novel.]

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Ash sat upon his throne in the boundless emptiness, a nostalgic look softening his features as he gazed out into the quiet expanse that remained.

The only structure that had not turned to paper was a pure white sun, hanging silently in the distance like a lone beacon in the void.

Its light was soft, almost gentle, casting a pale glow across the nothingness.

Ash looked at it with a small, satisfied smile, his restless eyes reflecting the quiet peace he felt in this moment.

He was truly satisfied with the outcome of his journey.

Beyond the fact of achieving his goals — becoming the strongest, attaining the freedom to determine his every action — he was more so happy that he had done it all without changing who he was, and without losing any of his close ones.

He often knew that once characters reached the peak, they would all grow detached, leaving behind their loved ones as many times they were simply too far above everyone else.

The higher they climbed, the lonelier the summit became.

Yet he had reached a point perhaps above anyone in fiction... without growing detached or leaving his people behind.

Ash let out a low, genuine laugh as he stood up from the throne, stretching his arms with a relaxed sigh.

"I’m just glad... my dick still works fine," he commented to himself, the words carrying a hint of amusement.

He honestly couldn’t imagine spending eternity without his wife and children there to brighten the mood.

Without them, how was he supposed to find any kind of joy or entertainment if he was so cut off from everything that mattered?

"I don’t get why those characters would be so happy being detached," he muttered, still baffled.

He chuckled softly, shaking his head.

"If they’re even happy at all."

Then, with a calm and deliberate stride, he began walking toward the pure white sun.

The emptiness around him was absolute — a vast, silent expanse where even the concept of distance seemed to bend and stretch at his presence.

Yet with each step he took, the white sun grew closer, its light soft and unwavering, like a single, eternal flame suspended in nothingness.

As mentioned before, this was no sun at all, which was precisely why it hadn’t turned to paper along with everything else.

It was the one boundary the Primediva longed to break so badly, yet they had no idea it wasn’t just a simple barrier.

It was the Origin Point of the NovelGeek Universe — the very birthplace from which all his future novels, stories, and creations would one day emerge.

A singular nexus of pure potential, radiating with the quiet promise of endless worlds yet to be imagined and brought to life.

Ash paused before it, gazing at the brilliant white light with a small, thoughtful smile.

"So, this is what you meant," he murmured, his voice carrying softly through the void.

"One step down a long path."

Both Ash and NovelGeek knew that, as much as they believed Ash to be the strongest in fiction, such a thing—if true—could never last forever.

Whether future authors might read his story and feel inspired to create someone stronger, or simply because new novels were born every day, the title of "strongest" could never be permanent.

After all, who’s to say that tomorrow a new character wouldn’t rise to claim that place instead?

With that in mind, NovelGeek2 was already plotting how to make his dream come true—turning Ash Originat into the strongest character in all of fiction.

Tomorrow, things might change, but this moment marked the beginning of Ash’s limitless growth, a journey entirely in his own hands.

Knowing exactly what needed to be done, Ash reached out and touched the Origin Point.

HUMMMMMM!!!!

And... the moment he did, the emptiness rippled violently.

The pure white sun vanished in a gentle flash of light, and in its place, Pantheos appeared — vast, majestic, and alive with the familiar warmth of home.

From the lowest framework to the highest, the entire cosmology unfolded before him in a breathtaking cascade.

The lower realms came alive first, worlds and multiverses sparkling into existence with vibrant energy.

Above them, other layers took shape — endless dimensions, the towering spire of infinite realities, and all that lay beyond.

At the very top, the Origin Realm formed, its golden beaches and eternal seas stretching endlessly, the heart of Pantheos beating with calm, limitless power.

Ash stood here on the soft golden sands of the beach, the gentle waves of the eternal sea brushing against his feet in a soothing rhythm.

The sky above was a brilliant canvas of colors — hues of gold, crimson, and deep violet blending seamlessly as the four suns and moons watched over their creation.

Aethea and Vigil came flying in from the distance, their forms cutting through the sky with joyful speed. They landed gracefully on his shoulders, nuzzling against him with affectionate warmth, their small bodies radiating comfort and familiarity.

Ash smiled, reaching up to gently stroke their heads as he looked out across the endless horizon of Pantheos.

Aethea tilted her head, her voice soft and curious. "So... what do you have planned for your first day in retirement, my love?"

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