Samuel’s POV
Location: Dinsional Breach Point – Return to Origin World Imminent
Ti: System Unshackled – Final Decision Pending
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The first prompt hovered in front of like judgnt itself.
— "Player has t the requirents of the Dark Knight."
— "All limitations will now be removed."
— "Would you like to delete the system?"
My gauntlets pulsed.
Not with rage. Not with hunger.
But with completion.
I stared at the words.
The System had been my prison.
My weapon.
My chain.
My crucible.
It shaped . And I shattered it.
> I took a deep breath, and whispered,
"Finally going back to my first life... and I couldn’t be happier."
[Confirm: Delete System – Y/N]
"Yes."
The System vibrated. Not in rejection—but in gratitude, as though it had long waited for soone worthy enough to free it from itself.
[System Deletion Confird.]
[All Core Functions: Erased.]
[All Powers: Integrated. No more barriers. No more levels. No more roles.]
[You are now Sovereign.]
Then ca the second prompt.
It pulsed differently—intimately.
— "Would you like to continue as ’Samuel Gebb’..."
— "Or return to your original na from your first life?"
I froze.
The wind in the breach stirred.
My mories—not just Samuel’s—but the original , the soul that was reborn into this life, ca flooding back. My na before I ever touched a sword. Before blood and betrayal. Before Abigail. Before Roselle.
I looked down at my hands.
This body... this legacy... belonged to Samuel Gebb.
But now, I was more.
I was the rging of both souls—Samuel, and the man who once walked a forgotten Earth.
And yet...
"Nas don’t make kings."
"But the right na... awakens truth."
I clenched my fists, eyes glowing gold, voice steady and resolute.
"I’ll keep Samuel."
"Because he was broken. He was betrayed. He was left behind."
"But now... he returns. Not to reclaim the past—"
"—but to rewrite it."
And the portal surged open.
No longer just a gate—
But a throne-path.
[Welco Ho, Samuel Gebb – Sovereign Knight Eternal.]
[All Realms will now recognize you as a True Force. Not of prophecy... but of will.]
I stepped forward.
As fire blood around —
As ti bent—
As dinsions parted—
The world I had left, the people who had forgotten or feared , were about to witness sothing they weren’t prepared for.
Samuel Gebb was no longer bound.
And he was finally coming ho.
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[Earth – Origin World]
Location: Capital tropolis – Sky Above Union Tower
Ti: 03:17 AM – Reality Tear Event Begins
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The sky shattered.
Not thunder.
Not lightning.
Not a storm.
But reality—split like glass touched by a screaming diamond. A silent rupture cracked open high above the skyline, exposing veins of cosmic black with threads of pale gold, like a wound in existence trying desperately to stay hidden.
Sirens didn’t wail at first.
No, the birds stopped flying.
The air stopped flowing.
And those who dreamt... woke up crying without knowing why.
Caras on skyscrapers glitched.
Satellites adjusted themselves, unable to process the dinsional frequency flooding the upper atmosphere.
One word appeared on global threat monitors:
"UNKNOWN – CLASS 0 ANOMALY DETECTED"
Governnts scrambled.
Special Forces were mobilized.
Ergency channels flickered to life.
But just before panic could erupt—
He stepped through.
Only for a blink.
A ripple in the distortion.
A figure, cloaked in shadow-threaded armor, laced with voidlight. A presence beyond gods, whose aura could crush cities... yet felt controlled—precise.
Samuel Gebb had arrived.
But just as the first onlookers began pointing, recording, even gasping—
He vanished.
Gone in a flash of black shimr.
No boom. No explosion. No tremor.
Just a whisper of pressure and a fading outline—like the world had tried to rember a dream but couldn’t hold onto the details.
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[Sowhere Else – Undisclosed Alleyway | 03:18 AM]
A pulse of shadow unfurled silently.
Samuel stepped out of the void—his boots barely touching the ground.
He exhaled slowly.
"Still slls the sa..."
"Concrete. Oil. Bit of ash in the air."
He looked up at the fractured sky slowly sealing itself behind the clouds. Only those with divine perception would ever know what truly happened.
"Didn’t want to scare them."
He looked down at his gloved hand.
Power. Authority. Restraint.
All balanced perfectly.
The Voidstep had worked. Not just to escape attention—but to respect the world that once rejected him.
He didn’t co for revenge.
But he did co to be seen.
By the ones who matter.
And they would soon know—
Samuel Gebb has returned.
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