They called me a genius back on Earth. A threat. The man who broke into systems no one should access. They hunted me for years until... until they took her away.

I died with nothing left to lose.

Then I woke up here—in a world of swords and sorcery I recognize all too well. The "Saga of the Divine Swordsman." Except I'm not the hero. I'm barely a footnote in this epic tale.

That might be my only advantage.

I know this world is doomed. I know the so-called chosen one, Lucifer Windward, isn't enough to stop what's coming. I've seen how this story ends.

But this time, I refuse to be a background character in someone else's tragedy. This time, I'll change the script.

After all, what's fate to a man who's already lost everything once?

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The crimson thread pulsed before Arthur, a silent ultimatum woven from divine will and possessive desire. Around him, reality itself seemed warped, held hostage by Alyssara's Complete Control. Gravity pulled from impossible angles, space resisted movement, and the very air felt thick with her suffocating presence. Lucifer, though back on his feet, was clearly strained, his power focused entirely on maintaining his own precarious foothold against the overwhelming pressure. Ren Kagu stood tense, his God's Eyes wide as he witnessed the sheer conceptual dominance Arthur faced, knowing his own Peak Radiant power offered no solution here. This was a battle being fought on a plane beyond raw strength.


Chapter 1040 - Withdrawal