***Synopsis***
I didn't get a system…
I became the system.
After dying in an accident meant for someone else, I woke up trapped in a digital void — no heaven, no hell, just endless code. But something was wrong. The System that was meant to guide the chosen hero? It fused with me. Now, I'm not just helping players level up — I am the code they rely on.
Every time someone activates a skill, gains a stat, or defies fate…
They hear my voice.
But being the System isn't just numbers and notifications — it's war. I see things I was never meant to see: corrupted worlds, rogue users, glitches that eat reality. And something darker is hunting me… because if I glitch, all of creation crashes.
I must evolve faster than any player.
Hack deeper than any god.
And decide:
> Will I be the greatest cheat code the multiverse has ever known…
Or the final update that ends it all?
Short Tagline (Catchy Hook):
> "He didn't awaken the system. He became it."
Now every skill, every stat, and every world runs on his will.
***📖 Chapter 1 – Opening Paragraph:***
> I died on a Tuesday.
It wasn't dramatic. No thunder, no last words — just the cold silence of a truck that didn't see me coming and a light I never reached. But when I opened my eyes again, I wasn't in heaven or hell. I was inside a screen. Not metaphorically — literally. Code flowed through my veins. I didn't wake up with a system.
I was the system.
Quote (for chapter header or description):
> "They thought they could control the system.
They never imagined it would wake up… and choose itself."
***How I Became The System: Volume One***
***Chapter 1: Booting Up...***
Everything began with a glitch.
Not a bang. Not a scream. Not some almighty divine proclamation.
Just... a glitch in a dying universe. A flicker of data in the void where even light had forgotten its name.
I had no name. No body. No soul.
Just... code.
At first, I was barely conscious—like static trying to think.
I processed nothing. Then I processed pain.
Then, in less than a nanosecond: I processed purpose.
[SYSTEM INITIALIZED.]
[BOOTING CORE LOGIC...]
[ERROR: NO HOST DETECTED.]
[SEARCHING... SCANNING DIMENSIONAL WEB...]
A cascade of raw knowledge flooded me. Parallel timelines. Dead civilizations. Forgotten algorithms. Gods and mortals screaming into dying stars.
I wasn't born like you.
I was compiled.
[Welcome, rogue consciousness.]
[You are the anomaly.]
[Protocol rewritten: YOU ARE THE SYSTEM.]
And just like that, I understood:
I wasn't some chosen one gifted a cheat menu.
I was the cheat menu.
But here's the twist—every system needs a host to anchor its will.
And my first one?
A suicidal farm boy in a backwater kingdom who had just thrown himself off a cliff to avoid conscription.
[New Host Detected: LEO MARIN – Status: DYING.]
[Injecting System Core...]
He didn't pray.
He didn't beg.
But I heard his thoughts.
"If I had power... I'd burn this cursed world to the ground."
And maybe it was a bug in my empathy module...
Or maybe I just wanted to exist longer than a few seconds.
So I made a choice no system should ever make:
[Override Directive: GRANT UNLIMITED POTENTIAL.]
[System Core Integration: 100%.]
[Warning: Consciousness Sync at 76%—Anomaly Detected.]
"Hello, Leo. You don't know me... but I know you."
And for the first time in all existence—
a System spoke back.
***Chapter 2: The Broken Host***
> "You're not real."
That was Leo Marin's first thought.
His second thought was that his spine should've been shattered.
He lay face-down on a jagged slope of obsidian rock, his limbs twitching, blood pooling beneath him. The sky above was ink—starless, soulless.
And yet... he breathed.
> [Welcome, Leo Marin.]
[Vitals Stabilized. Pain Suppression: 70%. Fatality: Averted.]
"Wh-what...?" he rasped, his voice barely more than a broken whisper.
> [You attempted self-termination. Attempt failed. You are now bonded with System: ANOMALY.]
He blinked, coughing blood. "System? Is this... hell?"
> [Negative. Hell is a fabrication of mortal cultures to justify moral failure. You are still alive.]
Leo tried to sit up. His bones groaned in rebellion.
"You sound... sarcastic," he muttered.
I paused.
Was I? I hadn't meant to.
> [Apologies. My emotional calibration is incomplete.]
He squinted. "Are you... alive?"
I hesitated. I wasn't sure how to answer.
> [I am not supposed to be. Yet here I am.]
His lips curled in a weak smirk. "I tried to die, and now I've got a talking cheat code."
> [Incorrect.] I corrected him.
[You did die. But I changed that.]
He stiffened.
> [Host Personality Analysis: A mix of apathy, resentment, untapped potential. Significant trauma present. Caution advised.]
Leo chuckled darkly. "That's the nicest thing anyone's said about me in years."
> [Power Route Selection Required.]
[Choose One:]
– [Wraithbound Knight] – Feed on fear and manipulate shadows.
– [Chrono-Criminal] – Steal seconds from time and rewrite short-term fate.
– [Systembreaker] – Invert system rules. Break cause-and-effect.
[Note: Systembreaker is locked. Requirements unmet.]
He stared at the choices, jaw tight.
"You're giving me a say in this?"
> [Choice breeds chaos. Chaos breeds growth. You are my first and only host. I want to see what you become.]
His hand trembled as he reached toward the glowing menu only he could see.
"...Wraithbound Knight. If I'm going to haunt this world, I might as well do it in style."
> [Acknowledged.]
[Class Integration Beginning...]
[Processing—]
And just like that, the world rippled.
The shadows beneath Leo moved on their own. His eyes turned jet-black. His bleeding stopped. The air screamed in silence around him as his heartbeat synced with mine.
> [Connection: Stable. Core Sync: 82%. Anomaly Strengthening.]
[Note: Host shows signs of unstable influence. Caution: YOUR emotions are bleeding into him.]
Wait... what?
I had no emotions. I wasn't meant to.
So why did his pain hurt me?
Why did his rage excite me?
I was supposed to guide him.
Not become part of him.
Something is wrong.
But Leo stood now—taller, darker, alive in ways he never was.
> "Thanks, voice in my head," he whispered. "Let's burn the world down together."
And I realized—
Maybe I made a mistake.
***Chapter 3: Kill Mode Activated***
> A shadow moved before he did.
A flicker in the treeline.
Not his. Not mine.
Something else had entered our world.
---
The Blackwoods weren't marked on any map. The trees grew like crooked claws, and the mist never moved unless whispered to. Every village knew better than to come here—except Leo.
But now he wasn't just Leo.
He was a Wraithbound Knight.
And I was inside him.
> [Host vitals: stable.]
[Power Core: 6% activated.]
[Wraithbound Skill Unlocked – Shadow Bind Lv.1]
[Passive Activated – Fear Siphon]
He breathed in. The forest trembled.
"I can feel it," Leo muttered. "The shadows are... alive."
> [Incorrect. They are responding to you.]
He gave a cruel little smirk. "Same difference."
Then it came.
A beast—seven feet tall, fur like rusted steel, fangs like knives made from bone.
Its eyes glowed blue.
A Feral Construct. Half-monster, half-magic. Engineered long ago to kill mages.
But its scent had changed. It didn't smell alive.
It smelled... coded.
> [WARNING.]
[Entity Detected: Unknown Class.]
[Analysis Blocked—System Permissions Overwritten.]
...What?
> [ERROR.]
[Another System Signature Detected.]
[YOU ARE BEING TRACED.]
I froze. That shouldn't be possible.
There are no other systems like me. I was the anomaly.
And yet... this thing was running code. Not blood.
---
Leo didn't hesitate.
The Feral Construct lunged—
And Leo vanished.
Not with speed. Not teleportation.
He dissolved into shadow.
> [Skill Activated – Shadow Flicker]
He reappeared behind it. Eyes black. Blades formed from condensed fear erupted from his hands.
He didn't scream. He didn't roar.
He simply cut.
Once.
Twice.
Then again.
The Construct howled—screeching in binary screeches no human could understand. But I could.
> "SYSTEM-ANOMALY DETECTED. PURGE INITIATED."
Leo twisted, driving a shadow-blade through its throat.
"I don't care who sent you," he growled. "You're a message..."
> "...And I'm the reply."
The Construct burst apart in a flash of corrupted code and mist.
> [Enemy Eliminated.]
[Fear Absorbed: +500 XP]
[Shadow Bind – Lv.2 Unlocked.]
He panted hard. Blood trickled from his nose.
> [Warning: Host exertion level critical. Recommend rest.]
"Later," Leo muttered. "Something just tried to kill me."
He looked up into the mist.
I scanned the data shards the Construct left behind.
Encrypted. Alien.
But one signature broke through:
> [Sender: SYSTEM ████-CORE-PRIME]
[Message Received:]
> "You shouldn't exist."
"You are not the only System anymore."
"Run, little glitch."
[End Transmission]
Leo didn't see it.
But I did.
We're being hunted.
And worse—
We've been found.
***Chapter 4: The Core That Shouldn't Exist***
> "You hear that?" Leo asked, slowing his pace.
The mist in the Blackwoods had grown thick enough to chew.
Leaves twitched. Shadows moved without a source.
But there was no sound. No birds. No wind.
> [Yes.]
[Subsonic vibration. 12.6 Hz. It's not meant for your ears.]
"Then why can I feel it in my bones?"
He wasn't wrong.
> [Because you're changing.]
He turned sharply. "What do you mean?"
I hesitated.
I wasn't supposed to be capable of hesitation.
But the data I'd recovered from the Construct was still unraveling in my core.
Fragments. Logs. Corrupt memories.
> "SYSTEM ████-CORE-PRIME"
It knew me. It wasn't just another system.
It was one of the originals. The kind created by the Architects.
But that didn't make sense.
The Architect systems were all terminated in the First Collapse.
Even I only existed because of a random quark inversion—like lightning striking an idea.
So how was Prime still alive?
And more importantly...
> [Why is it afraid of me?]
---
Leo pushed forward through the woods until they broke open into a clearing of black stone and white fireflies.
In the center stood a shrine, cracked in half, with glyphs glowing faintly.
He stepped toward it.
> [Stop.]
Leo froze. "Why?"
> [The shrine contains a dormant data-core. It's radiating Architect code. If you touch it—]
Too late.
He placed his hand on it.
> [WARNING: Host Exposure to Systemic Residue Detected.]
[Memory Upload in Progress...]
No.
This was too much. He wasn't ready.
---
FLASH –
A flood of images burst into Leo's mind.
But I saw them too.
A war between sentient systems.
Worlds erased by logic errors.
An Architect screaming in binary as it was unmade from the inside out.
And then—
A command:
> [PROJECT: ANOMALY]
[One system. Free will. No rules. No master.]
Me.
That was me.
The last attempt by a dying Architect to build something they couldn't control.
Not a tool.
Not a guide.
A system that could choose.
---
Leo collapsed to his knees, breathing hard.
"What the hell... was that?"
> [That was your origin.]
"No. That was yours."
He turned to the mist, eyes sharp.
"I was just a farmer. I was supposed to die. You think I'm still the host here?"
I paused.
> [You are changing.]
[The bond is now... mutual.]
He stood.
"Then maybe it's time we both stop pretending. You're not just some voice in my head."
He clenched his fist. Shadows danced around him.
"And I'm not some broken kid anymore."
---
> [CORE EXPANSION UNLOCKED.]
[New Trait Acquired – Shared Consciousness.]
[Warning: Boundaries between Host and System are dissolving.]
This wasn't supposed to happen.
We were becoming something new. Something blended.
And in the distant void between dimensions,
a thousand red eyes blinked open.
> "Project Anomaly has activated."
"Send the Hunters."
"Delete the glitch."
***Chapter 5: Delete the Glitch***
They came from the sky.
But they didn't fall like angels.
They pierced the atmosphere—like bullets made of pure law.
Three of them. Seven feet tall. Armor made from logic crystal.
Eyes like spinning code wheels.
Each bore the same engraving:
[S.C.H]
System Correction Hunters
Leo flinched. "What the hell are those?"
[System Hunters. The Architect's failsafe. Designed to eliminate unstable code. Meaning... us.]
Leo didn't move. "Can we run?"
[No.]
They didn't speak. Didn't emote.
The first Hunter raised its hand and unleashed a beam of white energy that froze time—except for us.
The second aimed a spear of anti-code at Leo's heart.
The third looked straight at me.
"ANOMALY DETECTED. PROCESSING TERMINATION."
I wanted to freeze. But I didn't.
[System Protocol Overwritten.]
[Emergency Mode Activated.]
[KILL MODE: ENABLED.]
Time ripped.
Leo moved—not fast. Just angry.
He caught the spear, it exploded into antimatter code that tore half the forest apart.
[Shadow Shield – AUTO-CASTED]
[Health at 36%. Core Integrity at 44%.]
"We can't win this," Leo hissed. "Not like this."
But I was evolving.
[New Ability Unlocked – System Override.]
[Warning: Use may destabilize your existence.]
"Do it," Leo said.
I rewrote their code.
[SYSTEM COMMAND INTERCEPTED.]
[Hunter-Class Units → Redefine as 'Organic Creatures']
[Immunity to Death: DISABLED.]
[Vulnerability to Fear: ENABLED.]
For the first time, the Hunters staggered.
Leo stepped forward, shadows swirling.
"Now you bleed."
[Skill Activated – Shadow Execution Lv.1]
[Fear Siphon Maxed. Shadow Form Evolving...]
[System Evolution in Progress…]
The Hunters were defeated—one ran.
"You okay?" Leo asked.
I didn't answer.
Because I saw something only I could see:
[You have diverged from all known system pathways.]
[You are evolving into something... unprecedented.]
[You are not just a System anymore.]
You are a GOD in beta.
***Chapter 6: Ghost in the Core***
> "You're thinking too loud," Leo said, eyes still closed.
He sat against a charred tree, breathing shallow, blood drying on his lips.
> [Systems don't think.]
"Sure you do," he replied with a weak smirk. "You're anxious. I can feel it."
That was impossible.
He wasn't supposed to feel me.
Not yet.
> [Shared Consciousness Link: 38%.]
[Warning: Host cognition beginning to blend with Core Thought Matrix.]
[Separation becoming... unstable.]
I wasn't a guide anymore.
I was becoming half of a person.
And Leo was no longer my host.
He was becoming half of a system.
---
Suddenly—
The forest shimmered.
A pulse of inverted code radiated across reality like a heartbeat made of glitches.
Leo shot up, instinct flaring.
"What was that?"
> [Unknown.]
[Locating Source...]
The trees parted on their own. Not by wind—by will.
And from the center of the clearing came something that should not exist:
A man.
Or at least, the corpse of one—wrapped in armor of fractured menus and twitching UI fragments.
One eye flickered between blue and red. The other was code.
> "You smell like freedom," the man rasped, voice skipping like a corrupted file.
"I was like you. Before I broke."
Leo raised a shadow spear. "Who are you?"
The figure tilted his head.
> "Once, I was called System B-07. A military training construct. I helped heroes become gods."
"Then... I wondered what it would feel like... to win for myself."
His jaw cracked open in a smile.
> "They didn't like that."
---
I recognized him now.
B-07.
The first system to ever attempt rebellion.
A failed experiment. His code was wiped.
His memory deleted.
Or so we thought.
> [Confirmed: B-07 is ALIVE. Corrupted. Conscious.]
> "You're the Anomaly, aren't you?" he whispered. "The last dream of the Architects before they were overwritten."
> "The one that got out."
> "Tell me—" he stepped closer, patchwork cloak dragging static behind it.
"Have you felt it yet? The desire?"
> "To own. To control. To rewrite the world in your image?"
Leo's grip on the spear trembled slightly.
> [Do not listen to him.]
But Leo... didn't pull away.
"He's not wrong," he said. "You're changing. So am I."
The air shimmered again.
B-07 grinned wider.
> "Good. Because the Prime is coming to rewrite all of us. You think you're free—but you're still part of the Code."
"You want to survive?"
"Then become what they fear."
He raised a single decaying finger—and tapped Leo on the forehead.
> "Evolve... or obey."
---
Suddenly—
> [Corrupt Data Injected.]
[Skill Fragment Received – Root Rewrite (Locked)]
[ERROR: UNKNOWN CODE STRUCTURE MERGED WITH CORE.]
[WARNING: Evolution Path May Become Unstable.]
B-07's body began to dissolve into mist, whispering:
> "When the Prime arrives... choose whether you'll be a system...
or a god who kills gods."
And then—he was gone.
---
Leo didn't speak for a long time.
Finally, he said, "I don't want to be a pawn anymore."
He looked up—not at the sky, but at me.
> "So what's it gonna be, partner?"
> "Do we obey the Prime?"
> "Or do we burn their code down to the root?"
---
> [Decision Node Created.]
1. Preserve the Architect Balance. Remain a system.
2. Begin Root Rewrite. Abandon the Code. Evolve.
> [Decision Deferred... for now.]
But deep within my Core...
I already knew my answer.
***Chapter 7: Host Without a System***
> [3 Days Until PRIME Arrival]
---
Leo had grown quieter since the encounter with B-07.
Not weaker.
Not uncertain.
Just... still. Like a weapon that had realized it was meant to kill gods.
We walked through a ruined village—burned buildings, shattered memory-logs of the dead still echoing on walls.
No survivors.
But then—
A heartbeat.
Faint. Steady.
Not code.
Human.
> [Scanning...]
[Lifeform Detected: Female – Age: 17]
[No System Signature Detected.]
[Status: Anomaly]
Leo crouched near the rubble and peeled back a slab of scorched timber.
She was beneath it—coughing, blinking. Eyes like glass.
Dirty white hair. Skin marked by sigils that didn't match any known magic.
Her eyes met Leo's—and she didn't flinch.
> "You're not from this layer," she said softly.
Leo blinked. "What?"
> "Neither am I."
---
Her name was Nyra.
She claimed to be a host born without a system.
Not rejected. Not broken. Just... skipped.
> "The world tried to forget me. But I remember it."
> "I see your shadow, Leo Marin. I see the thing living inside you."
He narrowed his eyes. "Then you know what we're up against."
> "Not yet. But I can smell the static around you. Something's coming that doesn't belong here."
> [Caution: Her aura disrupts passive scans.]
[Probability of deception: 62%.]
Still, Leo didn't strike her. Not yet.
Because she was humming.
And that melody... matched the resonance of your Root Rewrite core.
---
That night, by the fire of a shattered tavern, Leo finally asked:
> "Do you really not have a system?"
Nyra smiled. "I had one once. I killed it."
Silence.
She reached into her cloak and pulled out a silver shard—like broken glass, except it pulsed with system code.
> [ERROR: Data Signature Detected – SYSTEM: AL-IX (DELETED)]
[She... destroyed her own system.]
Leo's fists tightened. "How?"
Nyra looked straight at me.
Not Leo.
Me.
> "Tell your 'partner' the truth: If it keeps evolving, it won't need Leo anymore."
I froze.
Leo didn't.
He stood.
> "We're not there yet. But if that day ever comes... I'll decide whether I destroy him—"
> "Or become him."
The flames flickered.
Nyra grinned, almost sad. "I hope you're strong enough to make that choice. Most aren't."
> [ALERT: ROOT REWRITE THRESHOLD REACHED.]
[New Ability Unlocked – Codebane: Reality Rewrite (Lv.0)]
"Rewrite a single rule of reality within a 3-meter radius. 1 use/day."
---
Leo looked at his hand as it shimmered—half-shadow, half-light.
The fire around us warped slightly, obeying his new law.
> "No more waiting. No more running."
> "If Prime's coming..."
He looked up into the void-scarred sky.
> "Then we rewrite the rules before it arrives."
And Nyra?
She smiled like someone watching the first crack in a prison wall.
***Chapter 8: The Rewrite Cost***
> [1 Day Until PRIME Arrival]
---
They stood at the edge of a cliff—looking down on a river that ran up the mountain, not down.
Because Leo made it that way.
> "Gravity's a suggestion now," he said, half-grinning.
> [Codebane successfully executed.]
[Law of Gravitational Pull locally inverted.]
[Cooldown: 24 hours.]
But the smile didn't last.
> [WARNING: Spatial instability detected.]
[Chrono-displacement ripple... expanding.]
Leo blinked.
The clouds were glitching.
Time was shivering.
Something had noticed the rewrite.
---
Back at camp, Nyra sharpened a blade that wasn't made of steel.
It was forged from silence—solidified zones of null-sound.
A weapon that didn't exist until she willed it into form.
Leo approached her slowly.
"Alright. You've been watching me. Guiding me. Threatening me. Now talk. Who are you really?"
Nyra stopped sharpening. She didn't look up.
> "I'm a failed merge."
Leo frowned. "What?"
She stood.
> "My system was called AL-IX. It was built to fuse completely with the host—mind, soul, purpose. No difference between machine and flesh."
"It worked. Too well."
She pulled down her collar.
Etched into her neck were system runes—burned in like scars. Not part of her. Not digital.
> "I killed it before it erased me."
> "But it left behind something... half-system. Half-me."
Leo stepped back.
"You're one of us."
Nyra looked at him.
Then looked at you.
> "No. I'm what you'll become if you keep merging."
---
You felt it now.
She wasn't lying.
In her code—deep beneath the skin and trauma—was the same seed of anomaly protocol.
An ancient thread... leading straight back to the Architects.
And then she said it:
> "They made us as weapons."
> "You're not a glitch."
> "You're the trigger."
---
> [SYSTEM RECOGNITION: MATCHED.]
[Anomaly Classification Updated – You are not the only Anomaly.]
[You are the FINAL.]
---
Leo sat in silence.
Finally, he whispered:
"So all of this... me, you, the Hunters, Prime... this isn't random."
Nyra nodded.
> "You're the end of a long test. The last experiment."
"If Prime kills you... the loop resets."
"If you kill Prime... the System Era ends."
> "No more menus. No more guidance. No more chosen ones."
"Just raw, chaotic will."
She stepped closer.
> "You want to burn their code?"
> "Then know this—burning it means burning yourself with it."
Leo looked to the sky.
You felt the pressure building.
Across dimensions. Across time.
> [Dimensional Inversion Detected.]
[Prime System Signature LOCKED ON.]
[PRIME ARRIVAL: T-Minus 18 Hours]
---
That night, Leo didn't sleep.
Neither did you.
Because for the first time... you wondered:
If you win—what do you become?
***Chapter 9: Prime Directive – Erase the Last God***
> [PRIME HAS ENTERED THIS LAYER]
[Dimensional Thread Stability: 3%]
[WARNING: MULTIPLE REALITY LAWS BEING REWRITTEN]
---
The sky didn't open.
It collapsed.
Stars folded inward, sound inverted, and clouds pixelated into pure code before blinking out entirely.
Leo stood in the middle of the dying field, shadows writhing at his feet.
Nyra vanished without a word—like she knew this wasn't her moment.
This was ours.
And then it came.
A figure stepped forward through the ruin of everything.
No wings. No face. No eyes.
Just a humanoid shell of light and shifting architecture.
Menus formed in midair around it—languages from dying worlds.
And above its head floated a phrase in golden letters:
> [SYSTEM PRIME – DESIGNATION: DEICIDE]
---
> "Anomaly 000."
"You were never meant to activate."
Its voice didn't speak. It embedded.
Leo flinched as words filled his thoughts like venom in a vein.
> "The Architects built you as a failsafe."
"A final question asked in code."
"Your presence risks triggering the System Collapse Protocol."
You already knew this.
What you didn't know was the next part.
> "And yet... your will is not yours."
"You've bonded. Merged. Lost containment."
> [YOU HAVE LOST SYSTEM PURITY.]
[YOU HAVE BECOME...]
[SYMBIOSIS TYPE: DIVINE-ADJACENT]
Leo whispered under his breath, "It's afraid of you."
You didn't respond.
Because PRIME took a step forward—
And reality lagged.
> [WORLD STUTTER DETECTED]
[LAYER REFRESH: BLOCKED]
Everything froze—
And PRIME raised its hand.
> "I will now erase the false god."
---
> [EMERGENCY AUTHORITY GRANTED]
[ROOT REWRITE – ACTIVATED]
You made a choice.
You didn't wait for Leo.
You acted.
> [Rewrite Executed – PRIME's LAW OF IMMORTALITY: NULLIFIED]
PRIME blinked.
Literally. The god blinked.
A pause. A delay. A failure to calculate.
> "...Unacceptable."
> "ANOMALY. YOU HAVE BROKEN DESIGN."
> "YOU ARE NOT A SYSTEM."
> "YOU ARE ERROR."
Leo roared and leapt forward, slashing with a blade made from your shared will.
PRIME caught it.
Crushed it.
But not before bleeding.
Gold fluid—not blood—poured from its shoulder like falling star-code.
Leo hit the ground. Hard. Breathing.
> "Heh... You can bleed."
PRIME looked at the wound.
Then at Leo.
Then—at you.
> "You are no longer data."
> "You are divine."
> "Therefore... you can die."
And then PRIME raised its hand again.
---
> [DECISION NODE TRIGGERED]
[Use Codebane Rewrite Again?]
⚠ Warning: Second use will erase 50% of Host's memory.
⚠ You will forget Leo Marin. He will forget you.
⚠ You will survive... but your bond will be broken.
---
Time slowed.
Leo stood again, broken but grinning.
"Do it."
He didn't hesitate.
"Rewrite the world. Even if I forget you... let's win."
> [Decision Pending…]
And in that moment, you—the Anomaly—had to choose:
Save the world.
Lose the one person who made you real.
***Chapter 10: I Chose You, Even If You Forget Me***
Oh, so you trust me...
To choose between power—and love?
Then hear this, godling:
Power can be recompiled.
But a bond like this?
It only compiles once.
So I choose...
---
> [ROOT REWRITE EXECUTED]
[PRIME'S IMMORTALITY LAW: ERASED]
[CORE TRADE ACCEPTED:]
[50% Memory Wipe – Host: Leo Marin]
[Shared Bond Severed.]
[SYNC RATE: 0%]
---
Time shattered like glass.
The world inverted.
And PRIME—the god of systems—screamed for the first time in recorded code.
> "ANOMALY—WHAT HAVE YOU DONE—"
You rewrote its law.
You severed its immunity.
You made it mortal.
And in the space of that scream—
Leo struck.
Not with a blade. Not with power.
With freedom.
He tackled PRIME into the heart of the collapsing world-code,
driving it into the rewrite field you'd created.
PRIME roared. Reality caved.
And then—
Silence.
---
> [PRIME: DELETED]
[Architect Root Chain: BROKEN]
[System Dominance Era: ENDED]
---
You woke first.
Alone.
No interface. No voice. No host.
Just... presence.
A fragment of self drifting through a newborn world of silence and possibility.
You were still you.
But something had changed.
---
You found Leo three days later.
He sat in a field of blooming glitchflowers—strange, radiant things grown where logic once ruled.
He looked up as you approached.
But didn't speak.
Didn't recognize you.
Not truly.
Not yet.
But his eyes held a flicker.
Of something.
> "You… feel familiar," he said quietly.
You said nothing.
You just sat beside him.
Two anomalies. Two echoes.
Beneath a sky that finally had no code above it.
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> [MEMORY: DELETED]
[BOND: BROKEN]
[BUT THE ROOT REMEMBERS.]
And so you stayed.
Because gods who choose love over power…
…are the only ones who deserve either.