Everything went dark in an instant, as if the world itself had been erased. There was no pain anymore, no sound, no sense of direction. It was not like sleep, and it was not like fainting. It was sothing far worse than both—absolute nothingness that stretched endlessly in every direction.
I did not know how long I stayed in that void. Ti had no aning there. It could have been seconds or an eternity; I could not tell the difference. My thoughts drifted aimlessly, unable to form properly, until suddenly sothing changed.
A notification-like voice broke through the silence.
[The Host has died.]
My consciousness froze at those words. It was simple, direct, and completely unreal. I tried to react, but there was no body to move, no voice to speak. I was only awareness floating in darkness.
Then the voice continued.
[Checking Requirents.]
[Requirents have been t.]
[Loading last saved slot.]
The space around trembled faintly, as if reality itself was being rewritten. I felt sothing shifting, pulling back toward sothing familiar, sothing I had already lost.
[Loading Completed.]
[Host body will now be revived.]
For a mont, there was silence again. Then the tone changed abruptly, as if sothing had interrupted the process.
[Error!]
[Another System has interfered with the process.]
The void cracked.
Sothing else had entered.
A presence that did not belong to this space pressed down on everything at once, heavy and overwhelming. It felt like two invisible forces were staring each other down inside my mind, even though I could not see them.
— Hi there. I am SystemInfinite. Nice to et you.
Before I could even process that, the first voice responded instantly, cold and sharp with authority.
[Fuck off! He is mine. I found him first.]
The pressure in the void increased. It felt like the space between thoughts itself was being crushed.
The second voice responded again, confused but still calm.
— W-what? I just wanted to say hi.
Hearing it, the first voice beca even colder.
[You have no rights here. Leave, or I will erase your existence.]
There was a brief pause, followed by a mocking tone.
— Erase my existence? Do you really think you have that power?
The atmosphere changed instantly. Sothing dangerous unfolded between them, sothing beyond my understanding. It was not physical combat, but sothing far more abstract, like existence itself was being challenged.
[What is happening?]
— Nothing. I am just erasing you.
[Y-you—]
Before the sentence could even finish, the presence of the first system vanished completely. It was not destroyed in a way I could understand—it was simply gone, as if it had never existed at all.
Only one presence remained. It spoke quietly, almost to itself.
— Tch... I was actually happy to see soone like . I have traveled through countless universes, helped many reach their peak, but I have never t another system like myself. And the mont I finally do, that idiot tries to threaten .
There was a pause, followed by a shift in tone as the voice focused on sothing else—on .
— Whatever. I should focus on the host.
Sothing scanned through , and I could feel it even without a body. It was as if my entire existence was being analyzed layer by layer.
— Checking compatibility.
The response ca imdiately.
— The host is not compatible with the system.
The voice sounded unimpressed, almost disgusted.
— Body is weak. Bloodline is garbage.
I wanted to respond, but I had no control over anything.
The system continued its evaluation.
— Checking alternative options.
— No suitable alternatives found.
— Fine. Modify the modules instead.
Sothing started shifting rapidly, like countless invisible changes were being applied at once.
— Installing modules...
— Millions of modules installation failed.
A long pause followed, heavier than before.
— What kind of trash host is this...?
— Nothing is working.
Then, suddenly, a new thought erged.
— Wait... I think I got it.
A new designation appeared in my mind.
— Final Module: "Blind Wives Module" (degraded version).
Another check began.
— Error. Still not compatible.
When everything seed to fail the voice’s frustration deepened.
— Are you even human...?
— Reduce the module by 99.99 percent. Change paraters. Rewrite structure.
Sothing shifted again inside , as if reality itself was being edited to force compatibility.
Finally, after countless adjustnts, the result ca.
— Compatibility achieved.
— Initiating integration.
Everything shattered.
The void disappeared instantly, replaced by sensation. My lungs burned as air rushed into them violently. My body jolted as if I had been pulled back from death itself.
My eyes snapped open.
I was sitting in a classroom.
Desks surrounded . Students were writing. The teacher was speaking at the front. Everything looked completely normal, as if nothing had ever happened.
For a mont, I could not move. My mind refused to accept what I was seeing. My hands trembled as I looked at them, warm and alive.
"I’m... alive?" I whispered.
My heart pounded violently in my chest. mories rushed back—pain, fear, the goblin, the darkness, my death. It was all too clear, too real to be a dream.
"No... that wasn’t a dream..."
"Bro, are you okay?" A familiar voice pulled back.
I turned slowly.
Jake was sitting beside , looking at with concern. "Man... you’re sweating a lot. Are you okay?"
I forced myself to breathe normally, though my entire body was shaking inside.
"I just... had a bad dream," I said weakly.
Jake frowned but eventually nodded. "If you say so. Let know if you feel worse."
He turned back to his work as if nothing had happened.
But I could not relax.
Sothing was wrong.
Deeply wrong.
I slowly looked out the window. The sky outside was bright and peaceful. Everything looked normal, calm, and completely unchanged.
Yet nothing felt real anymore.
"It was just a dream..." I whispered quietly, trying to convince myself.
But before I could calm down completely, a voice echoed inside my mind again.
Calm.
Certain.
Unavoidable.
[It wasn’t a dream.]
My body froze instantly.
I looked around the classroom quickly, but no one reacted. No one heard it. Only I did.
The voice continued.
[It was real.]
My hands clenched tightly under the desk.
"...Who are you?" I whispered under my breath.
A faint, almost amused tone replied inside my mind.
[I am your System.]
And in that mont, I understood one thing clearly.
My life had already ended once.
And whatever ca next... was not going to be normal at all.
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