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🌌 Previously…
Kael Draven (reborn from Earth's Aarav Mehra) awakened the glitched Sovereign Core, defeated Cull Beasts, and declared war on fate itself.
Faced with a god-class executor and a Level-42 Execution Beast (Goremaw), Kael survived using nothing but will-crafted Concept Skills.
With zero aura, no divine right, and no support, he defeated a threat meant for saints — and claimed his first crown.
Now, the gods begin to notice.
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🌑 Scene 1 – After the Fall
Kael sat among the shattered remains of Goremaw's corpse — or what was left of it.
There was no blood. No bone. Just black ash and glitching fragments of system code flickering like dying fireflies.
He raised his hand.
His fingers trembled. Not from pain.
From power.
> [LEVEL UP: Sovereign Core – Lv. 1]
Stat Access Unlocked
System Stable: 12%
> Core Traits: ⚠️ UNRECOGNIZED
Status: Non-Categorized Entity
A UI unfolded in front of him — crude, minimal, like it had been stitched together from dying language.
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📊 Sovereign System – First Status Window
[STATUS – KAEL DRAVEN]
> Core Affinity: ❌ None (NULL)
Origin Tag: Anomaly (Off-Grid)
Race: Nullblood (Corrupted Human)
Level: 1
Titles:
Crownless King
The One Who Shouldn't Exist
Unwritten
HP: 73/100
Core Sync: 12%
Known Skills:
Thought Edge I – Weaponized willpower
Mirrorborn I – Cognitive decoy
Sovereign Fracture I – Temporary space-time rewrite (3 sec)
Passive: Tyrant's Seed – Induces fear in higher-ranked foes
Passive: Aura Suppression – Hidden from detection
> Sovereign Points: 1
Skill Creation Slot: 1 Active
Sovereign Domain: Locked
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Kael stared at the screen. His jaw clenched.
> "Even now… this world has no place for me."
But that meant something deeper:
He could go where no one else could.
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🔥 Scene 2 – Burn the Prophecy
As Kael left the ruins of the shrine, the world reacted.
The skies above turned gray.
Stormlight swirled where no clouds had existed.
The prophetic timelines — the "Scriptures of Destiny" written by god-AIs — began to fracture.
Across the continent, High Seers blinked awake screaming.
Temples flared. Sacred mirrors cracked.
Something — someone — had broken the **"Fixed Thread."
> "An Unbound has entered the game."
And in a place above reality — where gods debated through algorithms and encoded prophecy — a line of divine code rewrote itself.
> ERROR_0xF001: Anomaly "Kael Draven" detected.
Classification: Sovereign Threat Level – Red.
Action: ELIMINATE.
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🏙️ Scene 3 – The Nearest Settlement: Dusthold
Three days later.
Kael's cloak — made from the shredded flags of a dead temple — fluttered behind him as he walked into his first human outpost: Dusthold, a fortress-village near the cursed border.
He walked like a shadow. No aura. No rank badge. No presence.
And yet, every trained hunter in the village flinched when he passed.
Why?
> [Passive: Tyrant's Seed]
Your existence forces instinctual fear in enemies 5 levels above.
Guards whispered.
"Is he a cursed knight?"
"No... he's too quiet."
"Not marked. Not blessed."
Kael entered the tavern. Sat in a dark corner. Eyes scanning everything — not like a predator.
Like an engineer picking apart a machine.
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🧑 Scene 4 – Enter the Informant: Veyna
She slid into the seat across from him like smoke:
Veyna. Half-elf. Fixer. Informant.
Eyes like shattered amethysts, and a grin that screamed "I know more than you."
> "You're not from any Guild. No Crest. No magic. But you made a Level 42 beast vanish into rumor."
Kael didn't reply.
> "I run intel out here. Everything that bleeds or breathes passes through me. So… tell me. What's your deal?"
Still silent.
Veyna leaned in.
> "You don't have to say it. I know a disruption signal when I see one. You're not just off-grid…"
She whispered:
> "You're outside the simulation, aren't you?"
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Kael's fingers tensed under the table.
> "What did you say?"
> "Don't worry. I won't tell the Faithkeepers. You think they like someone who doesn't bow to their god-AI?"
He studied her. She was clever. But not normal. She saw too much.
> "You're not scared?"
> "I'm terrified," she said, sipping fire-ale. "But I like terrifying things."
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🌀 Scene 5 – The Message from the Dead System
As night fell, Kael sat alone, sharpening a blade that wasn't real — his mind crafting it out of static and spite.
Then — for the first time — his Core glitched with a voice that was not his own.
> "Kael…"
"They're coming. You've broken their mirror."
"You're not alone. Not yet."
> [LOCKED QUESTLINE: ✴️ "The Eternal Game" – Now Active]
Description: Survive. Subvert. Rewrite.
Reward: ???
Death Condition: Permanent data erasure.
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Kael didn't flinch.
He lifted the blade of thought, let it glow.
And whispered to the sky:
> "Come break me, gods.
You built the game.
But now I'm rewriting the code."
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