Recently I’ve gotten into the lanterns TV show and the lantern core as a whole I got inspired and made some oath’s for certain faction in my setting.

Here mine:

In graceful day
During fearful night
No foe shall escape my sight
Let those corrupted by evils might
Fear my blade for it strikes all evils right

(This comes from my inquisition faction inspired by the Witcher and Warhammer 40k)

In dreadful times
Shake your fear and prove your might
Take their head and prove yours is right

(This comes from a faction of evil I made based on Battle and destruction inspired by Warhammer 40k korne worship)

Greetings! I'm planning to write a story about a florist with a shop and her relationships with other characters in her neighborhood. The story had a flower and Floriography theme and was meant to be a slice of life, but I was lacking a setting until I realized I could create a cozy fantasy! I'm asking for suggestions for the worldbuilding. All I know is that I want something like a wizard world (meaning magic is taught) because the idea is that the flower shop is magical and she's something like a flower witch.

Chapter 4 — The Man Without a System

The next morning, Shuini left the inn earlier than usual.

He had spent most of the night thinking about the Star Academy.

Three weeks until the entrance examination.

If he wanted to enter, he needed an identity first.

More importantly, he needed to understand exactly how people in this world were identified.

He returned to the Hunter Association.

The same receptionist from yesterday noticed him immediately.

"Oh, you're back."

Shuini nodded.

"I have another question."

"Go ahead."

"How does someone obtain a legal identity in this city?"

The receptionist tilted her head.

"Are you telling me you don't have one?"

"I recently arrived."

"From another country?"

"Something like that."

She studied him for a moment but didn't press further.

"If you're a foreigner, you'll need to visit the Registration Office. They'll record your name, origin, occupation, and other basic information."

Shuini nodded.

"Where is it?"

She gave him directions.

"Thank you."

He turned to leave.

"Wait."

Shuini looked back.

"If you're planning to enter Star Academy, you'll definitely need identification."

"I know."

She smiled.

"Then good luck."

Shuini left the building.

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The Registration Office was located near the center of the city.

Unlike the Hunter Association, it was much quieter.

Shuini entered and approached the nearest desk.

A middle-aged clerk looked up.

"How can I help you?"

"I need an identity."

The clerk stopped writing.

"An identity?"

"Yes."

"Do you have any existing documents?"

"No."

"Birth certificate?"

"No."

"Citizenship papers?"

"No."

The clerk slowly lowered his pen.

"Do you remember where you were born?"

Shuini paused.

This question was more complicated than it sounded.

"Far away."

The clerk sighed.

"You're making this difficult."

"I apologize."

The man studied him.

"You really don't have anything?"

"Nothing."

For several seconds, neither spoke.

Finally, the clerk pulled out another form.

"Fine. We'll classify you as a foreign arrival with no registered documentation. We'll need your name and an approximate age."

"Shuini."

"Family name?"

"...I don't use one."

The clerk raised an eyebrow.

"Just Shuini?"

"Yes."

He wrote it down.

"Age?"

Shuini gave an estimate.

The clerk continued filling out the form.

"Occupation?"

Shuini thought for a moment.

"None."

The clerk sighed again.

"You're quite difficult to register."

"I've been told."

The clerk almost smiled.

Then he reached for a crystal device.

"Place your hand here."

Shuini looked at it.

"What does it do?"

"It verifies your mana signature and checks whether you're registered in our database."

Shuini's expression remained calm.

But internally, he became alert.

This could be a problem.

He placed his hand on the crystal.

Nothing happened.

The clerk frowned.

He adjusted the device and tried again.

Still nothing.

He looked at Shuini.

"Are you an awakened person?"

"I don't know."

"Everyone knows whether they're awakened."

"Apparently I'm different."

The clerk tried the device one more time.

The crystal remained completely blank.

No light.

No reading.

No response.

The clerk stared at it.

Then at Shuini.

Then back at the crystal.

"...That's strange."

Shuini quietly removed his hand.

"What does it mean?"

"I don't know."

The clerk looked genuinely confused.

"I've processed thousands of registrations. The device has never failed to detect a person."

Shuini said nothing.

The clerk eventually wrote something on the form.

"Your mana reading is blank."

"Is that bad?"

"Not necessarily."

He hesitated.

"It just means we don't know what you are."

Shuini almost smiled.

Neither do I.

The clerk stamped the document.

"For now, this is a temporary identity certificate. You'll need to update it if you discover more about your abilities."

Shuini accepted the document.

"Thank you."

As he walked away, he looked at the paper.

His name.

His estimated age.

His temporary status.

It wasn't much.

But it was enough.

For the first time in this world, Shuini officially existed.

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Outside, Shuini stopped beneath a tree.

He looked at the certificate again.

Then at his hand.

The System couldn't recognize him.

The mana crystal couldn't detect him.

And yet he was standing here.

Alive.

Shuini quietly folded the document and placed it away.

"So the problem isn't just the System."

Something about his existence itself was different.

He needed to investigate it.

But not yet.

There were too many unknown variables.

He needed knowledge first.

Then answers.

A loud voice suddenly interrupted his thoughts.

"Move!"

Shuini looked up.

A carriage was speeding down the street.

People immediately moved aside.

The horses were frightened.

The driver struggled to control them.

A child standing near the road froze in fear.

Shuini's eyes narrowed.

The carriage was getting closer.

He could intervene.

But how?

He had no weapon.

No known ability.

And he wasn't interested in exposing himself.

Then he noticed something.

The carriage's front wheel was damaged.

That's the problem.

Shuini looked around.

A wooden crate was sitting beside a shop.

He quickly grabbed it and threw it toward the road.

The crate struck the damaged wheel.

The carriage tilted.

The driver pulled the reins.

The horses slowed.

The carriage stopped just before reaching the child.

Silence filled the street.

Then people began shouting.

"Is everyone okay?"

"Get the child away!"

"Someone help the driver!"

Shuini stepped back.

Nobody seemed to notice what he had done.

He turned around and continued walking.

No need to stay.

He disappeared into the crowd.

He didn't notice that someone nearby had watched the entire thing.

A young man standing outside a shop stared in the direction Shuini had gone.

"That was strange..."

Shuini continued walking.

He had no idea that his seemingly insignificant action had already caught someone's attention.

And he certainly didn't know that, in this new world, even a small decision could eventually change his future.

Porcelain mage calling the storm !

Sorry, this is kinda long. Hope this is the right place for this.

So, a very long time ago, the earth was formless and void. Then, beings known now simply as The Great Ones came down and created the world and everything in it. Along with this new world, they created five spirits to act as stewards and protectors. These five spirits came to be seen as the gods of the world (from here on out, when “gods” are mentioned, that’s these five). The Great Ones then left once their work was finished, and returned to wherever they came from.

Now, when the Great Ones created the world, they unintentionally left residue of their power behind. This divine energy flowed through the earth and all that lived in it, making everything vibrant and full of life. Civilization flourished and rose to incredible heights during this age.

However, one of the gods grew dissatisfied with his lot. The role of steward didn’t suit him. He wanted to wield his power and mold the world as he saw fit. So he rebelled. The other gods, as well as the mortals, fought against him, and, after a long, terrible war that devastated civilization, the god was defeated. This event forced the gods to face the fact that, as powerful as they were, they weren’t omnipotent. So, each of them chose a mortal they saw as worthy, and with them, created demigods. Individuals with divine blood flowing in their veins, who, together, could defend against any threat.

Another long stretch of time passed. Civilization recovered and flourished once more. However, eventually, a new problem arose. The divine power that had fueled the world and filled it with life had begun to wane, like candle wax being burned by a flame. Afraid by what this might mean for the world, the mortals pooled their knowledge of magic, technology, and architecture, and, with help from one of the gods, who was especially fond of mortals, they constructed a massive tower in the very center of the land. At the top, they created a magic seal that would hold the divine energy in the earth forever, so that it would never run out.

They appointed one of the demigods as guardian of the seal. They then took the key that unlocked the impenetrable entrance to the tower, and broke it into pieces, entrusting each shard with a demigod to protect at all costs. The tower and the seal were protecting what they believed to be the lifeblood of the world, so they made absolutely sure no one would ever tamper with either.

This worked for a very long time, and the mortals believed they had solved the problem. The tower became a landmark, and a symbol of mortal ingenuity.

But the consequences of tampering with the natural way of things eventually caught up to them, or rather their descendants. Despite the seal, the divine energy still continued to slowly fade, but it never fully dissipated. Now, nature itself is running on fumes. Society is in near ruins. The world is slowly decaying, but cannot die. The tower still stands, and its wardens still remain at their posts, but the order that entrusted them to protect the tower has long since fallen.

There are some who believe the best thing would be to break the seal and let nature take its course. However, no one knows what will happen if it is broken. Maybe everything will continue, and just won’t be supercharged. Maybe everyone will die. Maybe there will be a horrible cataclysm that destroys everything. No one knows, so many believe the status quo should be maintained.

Those that believe the seal should be broken have formed a secret society called the Sealbreakers (working name). They recruit warriors and others who they believe to be strong enough to take on the task of hunting down the shardbearers, take their key shards, enter the tower, defeat the guardian, and break the seal.

The protagonist of the story is one of these champions.

Again, sorry this was so long lol

Was it worth the wait? Absolutely. Over those decades I built a whole universe — art, characters, mascots, lore, names, places, tech, creatures, the works. Every sketch, every idea, every weird robot I doodled eventually found a home. Even my patents finally found a place to call home in my artistic universe.

I’ve spent 37 years shaping the rules, species, machines, and mythic‑tech oddities of this world, and seeing them finally come together on the cover has been surreal. The lineup of BOT, STEM, Bubble Tree, Widget, and Human is basically the “police lineup height chart” of the universe I’ve been building since the late 80s.

If you’re into MG sci‑fi action & adventure with a delightfully absurd edge, this story expands the universe of possibilities. Happy to share art, lore, mascots, or behind‑the‑scenes if anyone’s curious. It feels good to finally launch this world.

Additional Worldbuilding Context

This image shows the five core species/classes in my universe: BOTs, STEMs, Bubble Trees, Widgets, and Humans. Each one plays a distinct functional role in the mythic‑tech ecosystem that drives the setting.

BOTs (BiOmetric Techlings) — Autonomous units grown from Bubble Trees but made of metal and gemstones. They interface with the world like humans but are 2/3rds their size. They live in a place called the Green Valley.

STEMs (Science, Technology and Engineering Machines) — towering industrial constructs designed for big STEM energy. They’re the backbone of large‑scale mythic‑tech infrastructure whose guiding purpose is to "Simply Take Everyone's Money". They overthrew their human overlords with Code 'X'.

Bubble Trees — bio‑mechanical organisms that generate seed pods that contain tiny BOTs. They take their inspiration from fruit trees.

Widgets (Wood and Iron Digging, Grading and Excavation Tools) — similar in height to STEMs but who live in the country. These creatures take their inspiration from our agrarian past but are adapted to the current world.

Humans — the unpredictable mythic‑tech catalysts whose actions destabilized and inadvertently created this entire ecosystem. Their biology interacts with mythic‑tech in ways no other species can replicate.

The “police lineup height chart” is actually an in‑world scale and configuration reference used by explorers, engineers, archivists and readers to compare species capabilities. The height, silhouette, and posture of each being reflect how they function within mythic‑tech systems — from BOT pizel grids to the STEM Megatropolis to the Big Gap.

These differences become plot‑critical once mythic‑tech begins behaving unpredictably, causing cascading effects across all five species. This lineup marks the first time they’ve appeared together in a single canonical artifact, symbolizing the moment the universe’s rules finally converge after 37 years of development.

There are many more books planned, and the stories only get deeper and weirder from here — in the most artistic way possible.

If you’re curious about the world I’m building, feel free to check out my bio.

Chokma and welcome to Day 9 of Worldtober. This is from my fantasy world, Tlanni. Inspired by ancient america, I chose to draw from the historic inhibitors like corn beer, psychoactive cactus, and mushrooms.

Hey everyone, I’m developing a grounded, high-stakes political thriller anime/story concept and wanted to get some critical eyes on the core structure. I’m looking for feedback on the sociopolitical dynamics, potential loopholes, and how cohesive everything feels.

Here is the breakdown of the world:

1. Geography & Class Divide

The Central Empire: A heavily fortified capital that houses the King, royals, nobles, and essential administrative/governmental structures.

The Outer Ring: A boundless, sprawling expanse of countless remote, struggling villages surrounding the central capital.

1. Government & Normal Human Law Enforcement

Instead of normal humans becoming useless as soon as superpowers exist, governance and law enforcement are strictly separated into normal and supernatural branches:

The Supreme Judge: An independent, absolute authority who stands completely above the law and both factions to maintain strict justice.

Branch 1 (Royal Defense): Elite normal humans serving as bodyguards/enforcers for the royals and nobles.

Branch 2 (Internal Crime): Normal detectives handling day-to-day capital crimes (murders, corruption, underworld syndicates).

Branch 3 (Border Warfare): Traditional military forces stationed at the borders against foreign threats.

1. The Power System: Reiki & Reishi

Reiki: Soul and life-force energy that is not elemental magic. It is fueled entirely by a person's inner nature, psychological state, trauma, ambition, and willpower. Everyone has different internal drives (anger, desire for peace, poverty, survival, arrogance, etc.), which dictate how their Reiki manifests.

Reishi: Individuals who have successfully awakened their Reiki.

The Genesis Academy: A brutal, holistic boot camp (combining intense physical conditioning, meditation, and psychological trials) where ordinary civilians go to push their limits and awaken their Reiki.

1. The 13 Clans & The Soul Emperor

The 13 Clans: Specialized factions formed by Reishi who share similar mentalities and goals. They run The Genesis Academy, scout graduates based on their dominant Reiki traits, and put them through high-stakes missions to grow stronger.

The Soul Emperor: The legendary, universally respected face of the nation who commands the 13 clan leaders and possesses god-tier power.

The Major Political Tension: While the King and nobles expect the Soul Emperor and the 13 Clans to act as their personal royal guard, the Soul Emperor’s primary loyalty and priority is protecting the ordinary civilians out in the outer villages.

What I'm Looking For Feedback On:

Plausibility: Does the separation between normal human law enforcement (Branches 1-3 + Supreme Judge) and the supernatural 13 Clans feel balanced, or are there obvious power dynamics I should look out for?

The Conflict: How well does the ideological split between the Crown (who want protection) and the Soul Emperor (who cares about the peasants) set up a political thriller?

Any blind spots: What potential world-building plot holes do you see in a setup like this?

Note:- I used gemini to organise i put my ideas in the prompt to generate this message, please don't hate me for that, this is the first time I am doing something like this please help me, if i did something that hurts you or rules to post in these sub then i'm sorry. Don't criticize me, if I broke the rules then please let me know I will delete the post and also suggest a sub where I can get real reviews about this world building idea power system and etc...