Darkness didn't vanish.
It inverted.
The Compiler's scream tore across existence as Yuto injected the Creator's Key into the heart of the Genesis Root, piercing the core of Orpheus's false divinity.
[SYSTEM: Sovereign Compiler Protocol Breached]
[Initializing Threadborn Rewrite Layer]
[Warning: Unstable Authority Transfer in Progress]
The mask shattered.
The being that had called itself Orpheus—Admin, Sovereign, God—fractured into cascading particles of code, each screaming fragmented commands, permissions, and rejected strings. It didn't die. It decompiled.
And from the empty core of that decompilation, a prompt emerged—clear, clean, and waiting.
A white box in an infinite void.
[ROOT COMPILER ACCESSED]
[Would you like to rewrite the system?]
Yuto's breath caught.
Even with everything collapsing behind him, the decision felt… sacred.
Nyx floated beside him, her avatar finally stable again. She stared at the prompt, then at Yuto.
"This is it. You can rewrite the laws of this world, of reincarnation, of souls themselves. But there's no going back after this."
Yuto hesitated.
What should he do?
End the cycle?
Free everyone?
Burn it all down?
Or become something… more?
He raised a thread-tipped claw, pulsing with data energy and divine resonance.
[Input Rewrite Command:]
He began typing.
"No more gods."
"No more forced reincarnation."
"Free will over fate."
"Threadborn cannot be bound by system logic."
"This world... shall be rewritten by its inhabitants."
[Input Accepted]
[Root Compiler Restarting…]
And then—light.
Not the blinding burn of deletion.
But gentle.
Like dawn.
When Yuto opened his eyes, he was somewhere new.
The world was the same… but not.
The sky no longer buzzed with admin surveillance. The land breathed like it had been unshackled. Monsters stirred with unease—and freedom. Reincarnators all across the world found their systems… silent.
No more menus. No more quests.
Only themselves.
Nyx hovered beside him, blinking. "You did it. You… undid the system."
Yuto looked down at his hands.
Still threads.
Still monstrous.
But now, he was more than that.
He was real.
And for the first time since dying on Earth…
He wasn't part of someone else's plan.