On Monday, April 6, 2025, at 9:54 minutes, in Al-Ahmad Zabana High School, Hall No. 7, designated for first-year students in the Science Division, Group 7.
Both Boutaleb and Al-Ishaq were sitting at table 3, a third row on the side of a door, and a second row on the side of the professor's office
Isaac's gaze was focused on the mathematics professor's words with great care, as he had been subjected to severe discipline for taking them
20/10.72 in the first semester, which was very low compared to its previous results, which were 20/15.
He turned his gaze towards his companion Boutaleb, who was lost in thought while putting a pen in his mouth, which made him somewhat surprised when he took it from him while smiling with a smile that indicated that he was suppressing his laughter in his heart.
However, the features of Boutaleb's face did not change. He was distracted and put down the other blue pen from his pencil case without any concentration. Ishaq repeated the process several times, which made his expressions turn into confusion.
He noticed a slight smile on Boutaleb's face as he looked at him, realizing that he had deceived him and that he had come out of his trance seconds ago when he was taking a pen from his mouth.
Both Ishaq and Boutaleb looked at each other with apparent sarcasm and laughed faintly at the former's position, "Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha."
Boutaleb leaned back on his chair while looking at his companion and spoke in a calm tone so that the teacher would not hear them, "I feel tired today, even though we are in the second class."
A weary sigh escaped his mouth as he looked at the mathematics teacher for several seconds, "You have the right to spend an hour studying this subject, it is very tiring, isn't it?"
Signs of confusion and curiosity appeared on Boutaleb's face as he looked at Ishaq, whose focus returned to the professor
He spoke in a tone filled with curiosity, carrying some slight sarcasm, "Hey, is there something you seem very enthusiastic about studying, even though I'm sure you didn't understand a single word?"
Ishaq looked at Boutaleb out of the corner of his eye for several seconds. She had known him for almost the second week since the start of school, as their place of residence was 15 kilometers away in two completely different areas. However, he was open to relationships.
"Yes, you are right. Once before, I took a semester GPA of 20/10.72 and a mathematics subject in the test was 20/3.5, and the punishment was not merciful." Ishak's tone of voice carried clear annoyance as he wrote down important information, which made Boutaleb write with him, as his results were as disastrous as his.
After a period of time had passed, while they were writing a mathematics lesson, Boutaleb spoke with clear sarcasm, "I like to read Chinese manga, Korean manga, and Japanese manga, and I watch almost all famous films, some of which even have a 1990s version that is not famous, however."
"What if there was a novel that made every world in it a complete and complete story, meaning that the fight from world to world was like revenge from a Ben 10 cartoon to an Adventure Time cartoon? Wouldn't that be wonderful?"
Isaac looked at him for several seconds while laughing and then spoke in a tone that contained some hidden sarcasm, "If you were a fictional character, what name would you choose?"
Boutaleb kept thinking deeply after he punched Ishaq with a strong punch on his shoulder that made him extremely hurt, "I will call myself the great outcast, the ruler of infinite stories. I will be wonderful, and you will be nothing but a damned follower.
Ishaq Laboutaleb looked at him with clear annoyance, so Boutaleb continued his words in the same context as the question: "If you were a fictional character, what name would you choose?"
Al-Ishaq's gaze increased with annoyance as he wrote to speak in a tone full of sarcasm mixed with annoyance, "Didn't you ask me earlier about your novel, in the place of their name?"
"It does not have a name, since I wrote the story of the prince as assassins, it only consists of one chapter in my notes."
He showed signs of slight astonishment as he continued his words, "As I said, the character I chose is Gowther McTeer, an assassin and a murderer. Isn't that wonderful, but why do you ask?"
A calm smile appeared on Boutaleb's face as his appearance changed to become one with blond hair and light crimson eyes, the one who was looking at the concept of the assassination with incomprehensible looks.
Isaac was so confused as he looked at him that he looked around to find an empty place
"What the hell is going on?" Isaac's tone of voice carried a great deal of shock
Let the world begin to turn dark black, and the window of order is before the eyes
[Assassination Concept Suite: Level 1: Assassination Concept Memories] [Closing]
The system window continued to illuminate Isaac's face for several seconds before it disappeared immediately after that, and he felt that he was falling from a very high height while screaming loudly out of fear.
"Angdaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!"
Gowther opened his eyes and was extremely shocked, with sweat flowing profusely from his body and tears of fear from his eyes, while his chest fell and rose very quickly.
He let out a long sigh, trying to clear his mind as he remembered that dream and the phrase he said: Why was I an imaginary character? I will be called Gowther McTeer, which is the same name as me and the same profession he currently has. How did he choose the name in my life outside of the novel?
These questions were running through his mind without any logical answers, so he could remember that it was a fragment of the concept of assassination
Which made him realize that Isaac is not even just a part of him, and Yuta is not a student, but a part of him. Rikudo Navi, Christian, Nicholas, Kazuhiro Leon, and Inuyasha, the attacking Fatsi, are not the people he knew as mere fragments of them.
This made before him the question of his being
His presence is incomplete, just a fragment the size of the palm of a hand. This is what made him remember the day he broke through to the rank of Boundless, at the moment of the beginning of the ritual and the moment of its end, and his facial features were completely black.
Flashback
"Okay, let's start with the Boundless rank ritual." Yuta's voice tone was calm as he looked at Gowther, whose body automatically trembled as soon as he heard Yuta's words.
He then removed the clothes that covered the upper part, revealing a tattoo resembling the shape of Gowther's wing, called the concept of assassination. He then sat in a meditative position.
While he places doses within a system to take advantage of a feature of the system called immediate consumption without the need to drink it directly in order to obtain the effect of those doses.
"Consume potions, since you have the ability to develop infinitely, you will be fine otherwise, consume this number of kDrinking any of it will lead to your death or madness. Well, that's why you have to focus on making your body consume it, otherwise you will die or go crazy." Yuta's tone of voice was calm as he looked at Gowther, who was consuming it in large, greedy doses.
After several minutes had passed, all the potions, which were concentrates of various concepts and laws, were helping him in the process of advancing to the rank of Boundless.
Gowther inhales a large amount of air and then exhales it calmly and lightly
His body began to glow with a crimson red glow, his aura was crimson, and especially in the middle of Gowther's body, there was the strongest glow, so Gowther's body began to turn into ethereal dust being drawn into the glow.
With his body turning to dust, he felt no pain of any kind
After about a minute and 45 seconds had passed, two jewels appeared, a light crimson red jewel, and the second a bluish-black red colour. They were close to each other.
Yuuta Leon and Inuyasha Nicholas Christian Kazuhiro had calm facial expressions as they looked towards Gowther, who was in his true form, which is a fragment of a narrative called the concept of assassination, and something that applies to them as well, so they did not show signs of surprise.
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Inside Training Hall No. 005-G in the West Wing
There were two gems, a light crimson red gem, and the second was a bluish-black red one. They were close to each other, and a light began to grow stronger little by little as they approached each other.
"He finished it. It took him three whole days. He's a terrifying talent." Christian's tone had some admiration as he looked at the two shards that were fused together, a bright crimson red shard that represented Gowther McTeer and a bluish-black red shard that represented LS 04 76 One of the Masters Death Path.
All of them looked calmly at Gowther, whose body was beginning to take shape
Leon creates a barrier that prevents energy from escaping and prevents people from feeling a sudden surge of energy
"There's not much more than a quarter of an hour left and he'll wake up," Yuta said in a calm tone as he looked at them
"Well, he spent 3 whole days to awaken to the Boundless rank and yet how come ls 04 76 doesn't have control over his body?"
"This gives her one assumption, which is that they made an agreement between them. I remember that Yuta killed nearly 5 billion people when 01 00 BO or the Master of the Path of Death took control." Kazuhiro's tone of voice carried some sarcasm, yet Yuta ignored his words even though he mocked him, until he and each of them realized that if they were in his place, they would be able to regain their bodies again.
This made them agree on one thing, which is that Yuuta is the most dangerous person among them, not because of his strength, just his intelligence. 80% of his victories were won through his mind and plans, while 20% were direct fights.
After 15 minutes had passed, Gowther's body had formed again so that he could slowly open his eyes due to the pain he felt, so he found it difficult to open his eyes until several minutes later.
He found everyone looking at him with a smile of happiness on their faces, even Yuta, who did not smile unless he wanted to cause a disaster, he would smile with a warm smile.
"Congratulations, Gowther, well done for reaching the rank of Boundless. You are the first mortal entity to reach it after a million years at such a young age, especially after placing a barrier that prevents entities from reaching the rank of Boundless easily." Yuta's tone of voice was calm as he threw Gowther a therapeutic potion to treat his mental state, which was in a catastrophic state due to what happened during the merit exam that he went through.
Gowther drank it directly because his mind was in a state of great stress due to the depletion of his mental strength. He was trying to understand and process everything he saw and lived inside that strange world, but the problem that increased his headache was that he did not remember anything that happened to him, as if he was only sleeping.
End flashback
Gowther gritted his teeth as he looked at his hand and turned his gaze towards a mirror to find entities made of extremely complex narrative algorithms.
It began to scatter everywhere, revealing his true form, which was a piece of crystal with two different colors, one for him and a second for himself, from the path of death ls 04 76
Gowther did not find a suitable word to say to his desire to know the feelings of the rest of the ruler's path, which Yuta was the only one close to at this time after knowing that you are literally nothing, just a piece whose existence is not affected by the strength of its origin.
The increase in his power is terrifying enough to erase the story of I Am Inside My Novel, which is between them. The path of the ruler, known as The Dragon Angel in a world of fantasy, will not continue to exist due to the power of the concept of assassination alone. I am aware of the power of 12 remaining.
Gowther inhaled and exhaled several times while spreading his energy in a special way for the McTire family to calm his face and mind from all this pressure. He spoke in a calm tone while "Statistics List System."
Gowther remained silent for several seconds before the full statistics system screen appeared, but his face was not filled with satisfaction.
[A host definition list
Name: Gowther
Nickname: McTeer
Age: 16 years old
Gender: Transgender
Race: an absolute entity
Basic suite: The concept of assassination
Suite type: Master suite
Level: 1 -early-
Sync rate: 100%
Secondary suite: Al Baraka
Suite type: Sub-wing
Synchronization rate: 100%
Talent:???????
Occupation: Narrative Assassin -Student at Versalkin Academy
- Anonymous
Title: Prince currently assassinated
Rank: Boundless
Wall points????? ]
[Statistics menu
Force ∞
For speed ∞
Endurance ∞
Durability ∞
Mana ∞
Aura ∞
Chi: The ninth stage: beyond immortality
Type: transcendent entity
Intelligence is omniscient
Gravity SSS
Luck SSS ]
Gowther remained silent as he looked at the two system windows, which had developed a little and began to hide his special abilities, unlike the previous time that showed them, but what added to his astonishment was the change in the word behind the synchronization rate of his wing to early instead of medium.
He realizes that the system was afflicted with a defect that could raise the sync rate very quickly in a short time, even though his encounter with the concept of assassination was a wing maker himself, which he considered a part of, which made him able to raise the sync rate very quickly while he was still at the Boundle rank.ss only
He decided to close the system window because he had to rise a full 3 ranks to reach the rank of ORR-05 to reach level 2 of his wing.
However, there was something strange that he could not understand. The number of ranks from levels 1 and 2 in the wards was 3 ranks, but between levels 2 and 3 of the ward there was no rank.
This made him angry because he realized that breaking through to the Trans-Omnipotent level would be impossible, as even Reinhardt was still only half that level, despite being the strongest parent entity in the fantasy world of those he lived in.
He gets up from his bed, tired and with a very bad smell of sweat, to go to take a shower and is disturbed by the memories that make him become like a wet cat, but with cold sweat.
It took 30 minutes for him to come out of the bathroom after he finished showering and changed his clothes, filled with her sweat and the bed mattress for the 18th time this month.
He decided to sit on a chair in front of a dining table while reading some news about the Versalkin Academy Festival, which had ended 8 days ago.
[Important news
A clown committed suicide after falling from the Academy Tower, which was more than 300 meters tall, to die a gruesome death.
An incident occurred in the city of Gusembourg on the fourth day of the festival, specifically on Sunday, June 7, 675, at 20:30 at night.
Maharaj was 33 years old and was suspected to be originally from the Western continent because most of his performances were there
The investigations will be conducted by a famous investigator, Tae Hoon, and are still ongoing before the Jaguar investigator comes to complete the investigation. ]
[Important news
On Sunday, June 14, 675, at 7:30 a.m., the remains of human bodies belonging to professors at the Versalkin Academy were found by the guards of the walls.
Their number is estimated at 6 people, fanatical nobles, and there is evidence convicting them of harassing minors and women of all ages, which was leaked from an anonymous person.
Let the director of the academy, Verselkin Solièvre, declare that he was aware of the accident and that he left the rest of their bodies, so that they may serve as an example to anyone who dares to do something like this. However, this is still an issue that is still a matter of controversy among the general public, both of the nobility and the credibility of the academy.
[Important news
Empress Malaika Noriana and Empress Elf Feronia stated this in interviews conducted with them on June 11, 675 at 8:30 am.
That the Cannes festival was impressive and that the locals of Gusembourg were somewhat respectful, yet at a level that could be accepted.
The best place they went to where they received decent treatment was at the Sultan's office by a waiter called Amin who was able to serve the four emperors of different races on the same day.
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Gowther kept reading the news on his phone for several minutes while having coffee and some candy to pass the time
He then turned it off immediately while placing a cup of tea in the style of Nabil, an aristocrat, on a saucer. He then placed his phone directly inside his own dimensional space.
Gazing calmly at the ceiling and gathering his scattered thoughts, he spoke in a quiet tone that nonetheless betrayed a deep sense of bewilderment: "If a person is merely a fragment of another entity in every respect, what is the point of life? Am I truly alive, or am I just a stripped-down extension of my original self—Gowther McTire? Hahaha... what a ridiculous name. I don't know why I chose it in the first place; perhaps because, in a way, it was simply beautiful Other "
Gowther closed his crimson eyes and smiled weakly
Then he opened his eyes again, looking at the system's screen that told something he had never heard in his life
[Mission: Assassinate the Incarnate Novel
Novel name: Where Devils Cry
The Name of a Hero: A Suzars Novel
Entity Type: Demon Fantasy World
Reward: Fantasy World Demon Jewel Quest
Mission start: 10 noon]
Gowther looked at him in amazement as he spoke without understanding, "A novel, what the hell is happening? Aren't you inside a novel in the first place? No, this is not the most important question. Can novels turn into demons? It is very strange."
"Wait a minute, isn't that the essence that Reinhardt obtained after completing that ruler's mission to break through, by devouring part of it, to the Trans-Omnipotent rank ?"
He appeared to be smiling with satisfaction as he waited for the first assassination mission from his own regime in 9 years. However, he was aware that he would be fighting a demon in his own right, but incarnated in the form of a demon.
It was strange to talk about something like this. Fighting a novel was an idea that was difficult to comprehend. It was a challenge that no entity would refuse quite easily. However, it had to be borne by an entity that had experience and capabilities with everything that lived within it.
Gowther decides to stay at home to think of a plan to defeat his rival, Comer, who has never fought like him in his life and has never heard of any character in a fictional work doing the same thing.
However, it was determination and perseverance that were the only true thing for him to survive in a world where the strong survive and the weak simply die.