Samuel's POV
"Alright then... back to business."
I let the echoes of the past dissolve into the dark corners of my mind. No point lingering in what's already been burned to ash. The present—the hunt—was calling.
I glanced at the shimring glyph now pulsing in the air in front of . The system's cold blue interface crackled with divine power.
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[System Notification – Quest Reward Granted]
Secret Realm Key Acquired: Gate to the Forgotten God
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I narrowed my eyes at the ornate key floating in my palm. It wasn't made of tal—more like obsidian laced with veins of flickering gold, pulsating like a heartbeat. There was sothing... ancient about it. Sothing alive.
"System," I said aloud, flipping the key in my hand. "Tell its specifications."
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[System Analysis – Gate to the Forgotten God]
Na: Secret Realm Key – Gate to the Forgotten God
Classification: Singular Artifact (Tier: Mythic – Irreplicable)
Function: Grants access to a sealed dinsion hidden outside conventional ti-space. The realm was once a divine prison ant to contain Aegror, The Forgotten God of Ruin and Regret.
Entry Limitations:
– Requires Level 300
– Requires Fusion with at least one Ancestral Soul
– Only accessible once per bearer
Warning: The Forgotten God within has consud fragnts of other deities and wields concepts outside mortal comprehension.
Estimated Threat Level: Cataclysmic (Apex Tier)
Clear Condition: Defeat Aegror and absorb his godcore.
Reward: ???
Access to the Seat of Forgotten Crowns
1 Authority Core (Unknown Tier)
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My brow lifted slightly. "Aegror, huh?"
Even the na felt cursed—like speaking it aloud would shatter windows or kill fire.
"God of Ruin and Regret..." I whispered to myself, feeling the weight of that title settle into my bones.
A beat of silence passed.
Then a smirk tugged at the corner of my mouth.
"That's more like it."
Fighting monsters? Slaying dungeon lords? That was just warm-up.
But a god that ti itself had tried to forget? That was a real opponent.
I flicked the key between my fingers and glanced toward the horizon, where reality was already starting to ripple, the gate forming in swirls of voidfire and stardust.
"Alright, Aegror," I muttered, slipping the key into the dinsional slot that opened before . "Let's see if regret's still your domain after I'm done with you."
As the Gate to the Forgotten God cracked open with a sound like the end of a world, I stepped forward without hesitation.
End of hesitation. End of fear.
Only the fight remains.
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Samuel's POV – Entry to the Gate of the Forgotten God
The gate wasn't a door.
It was a wound in the world.
A massive rupture in the air itself—lightless, formless, a swirling breach of reality where even sound hesitated. The trees nearby leaned away from it. The ground cracked beneath my boots, trying to scream but failing to find a voice.
And at the center of it all... was the keyhole.
With a smirk on my face and power roaring in my veins, I pulled the obsidian-gold key from the system vault. It pulsed with sothing older than gods. Sothing that didn't belong in this reality.
"Ti to knock."
I inserted the key.
The mont it clicked into place, the world shuddered.
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[System Notification – Gate to the Forgotten God Opening]
Warning: You are now stepping beyond the boundaries of known realms.
Proceed only if you accept irreversible consequences.
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I grinned. "Irreversible? System, I eat irreversible for breakfast."
The gate exploded outward in a spiral of voidfire, pulling reality inward like a black hole collapsing on itself. Chains of light snapped one by one—seals, ancient and divine. The air turned cold, then sharp, then quiet... too quiet.
Then—
THOOM.
A massive stone corridor materialized ahead. Shattered murals lined the walls—depictions of gods I didn't recognize, all kneeling or torn apart beneath a jagged obsidian crown. The very concept of divinity seed to shiver in this place.
The air was thicker than smoke. The walls bled shadows. And far, far in the distance, I felt it.
A heartbeat.
Slow. Hollow. Tiless.
Aegror was awake.
And he was waiting.
I stepped through the threshold, boots echoing across the ground like war drums.
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[System Notification – Realm of Aegror Entered]
Welco, Challenger.
Realm Host: Aegror, Forgotten God of Ruin and Regret
Soul-Toll: Already extracted.
Return: Disabled.
Begin Ascension.
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"Of course return's disabled," I muttered, stretching my neck as my gauntlets locked into place. "Why would I want to go back anyway?"
The path before wasn't empty.
Shadows peeled themselves from the walls, forming grotesque silhouettes of mories, regrets, failures. All mine. They hissed with my voice. Spoke with the faces of those I couldn't save.
"Oh. You guys must be the warm-up act."
I slamd my fists together. My Chaos Gauntlets lit up with flas, Void essence cracking through the knuckles like magma.
"Then let warm you up."
I charged forward. They lunged.
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The first wave ca like ghosts screaming through ti.
I t them head-on—twisting, punching, burning through their illusion with reality-severing blows. One tried to mimic Abigail's voice. I grinned and shattered its jaw with a left hook powered by Voidstep.
"You're barking up the wrong mory, bitch."
Dozens fell. Dozens more ford. Each one stronger. Angrier. Realer.
The deeper I ran, the more the realm bent.
Skies twisted inside the corridors. The floor beca a shifting web of mirrors reflecting my worst regrets. I punched through each one like they were glass, yelling, "I already survived you! You can't use this against !"
Blood roared in my ears. My fists cracked bones that weren't bones. I ripped through phantoms and wraiths, growing stronger with every echo I silenced.
And then—
Silence.
I stood at the edge of a vast, obsidian chamber, breathing hard, knuckles dripping with voidfla. At the center of it all...
A throne of broken ti.
And on it sat a being unlike any I had faced.
Eight wings of fractured starlight. A mouth that extended across half its torso. A crown fused into its skull, pulsing with godly rot.
Aegror.
"You survived my regrets," it whispered, voice like dying stars. "Will you survive your purpose?"
I wiped blood off my chin, cracked my neck, and stepped forward with fire in my eyes.
"I'm not here to survive, Aegror."
I raised my fists.
"I'm here to end you."
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