Chapter 10:The pain of The awakening
[System:initialise:mortal:vessel]
[System:vessel_condition::weak::]
[AUTHORITY GRANTED: THE FIVE PILLARS]
[WARNING: MORTAL VESSEL CANNOT SUSTAIN DIVINE OUTPUT. USE AT RISK OF PERMANENT DELETION.]
[THE AUTHORITY IS RESTRICTED TO PROTECT THE HUMAN VESSEL]
The nothingness of his own mind began to light up.
A single ray of light tore open the void.
Slowly—
a nebula bloomed into existence.
Stars ignited,
spreading across a sky so vast, so impossibly beautiful,
it felt unreal… like something that was never meant to exist.
A universe unfolded before him.
Familiar.
Yet unfinished.
Xen's breath caught.
This wasn't new.
He had seen this before.
Designed it.
Dreamed it.
This was the world O9 was meant to become.
The world he had once envisioned.
The world he fought for.
But something was wrong.
The stars flickered.
The light trembled.
The space between them… cracked.
Incomplete.
Unstable.
Like it could collapse at any moment.
And for a brief, terrifying moment—
he wasn't sure if he was looking at it…
or remembering it.
The world language broke the silence and announced...
[AUTHORITY ANALYSIS COMPLETED]
[I. CRONOA: Time Manipulation. Rewind, fast-forward, or freeze local space for exactly 20 seconds.Drawback: Severe cellular exhaustion. Overuse guarantees cardiac arrest. [Status: Restricted. Power Limited.]
II. GOD'S AUTHORITY: Telekinetic Dominance. Command physical matter with absolute will. Powered by Soul, not Mana.Drawback: Severe psychological degradation. Internal hemorrhaging.
III. NULL MAGIC: The Void Arsenal. Gravity manipulation, Spatial Teleportation, and absolute attack/poison nullification. Drawback: Prolonged use will cause the mortal vessel to disintegrate.
IV. GLUTTONY: The Siphon. Devour mana or soul energy from hostile targets to sustain life functions.
Drawback: Increases concentration of Demon God blood, accelerating permanent corruption.
V. ARCHITECT: Command Override. Tear down the rules set by the Narrator. Deny reality.
Drawback: Extreme physical trauma. Simulates the sensation of the heart stopping.
[System:protocol:unlocking:director's:memories]
[The Memory of Heaven and The Lab]
The bright nebula dissolved into blinding light uncovering the memories of the soul.
Memories played inside his head. voices of the dead screamed in his ears, visions of a world that was forgotten climbed before his eyes could even react.
Xen found himself standing in a field of endless, golden wheat. The sky above was not the rotting purple of the Sanctuary, nor was it the painted, perfect blue of the Game's early days. It was a real, breathtaking sunset. The wind smelled of blooming flowers and actual life.
Standing a few feet away, her hair catching the golden light, was Lyra. She wasn't wearing the pristine, melancholic dress she had worn in the tavern. She wore a simple white sundress, laughing as she reached out to him.
"You work too hard, Xen," her voice carried on the wind, warm and full of absolute peace. Xen closed his eyes then suddenly she vanished like she was never there.
His eyes were looking for someone in this place but he couldn't recognise who.
Xen looked down at his own hands.
They weren't covered in ash.
They weren't shaking.
He felt a profound, overwhelming sense of godhood but still felt incomplete.
This was Heaven.
The place humans found when the gods quit the world.
The place that was left behind to exist forever waiting for someone to find it.
Though he knew these were his memories but he still felt something wrong.
There were many questions in his head.
"Why dose the heaven shattered,how could humans find a place that was made for gods? if I am a scientist then why do I have the soul of a god?" But he couldn't do anything besides watching what happens.
His questions was meaningless neither he, the narrator, nor Lyra no one have answers for him.
Every time when he tries to understand he fails to connect the dots.
Even his directive skill left him to suffer.
Still his last questions remains in his heart
"Why am I here? Who am I? Am I a god or a detective or scientist?"
He saw Lyra standing in the centre facing the sky he ran towards her But as he reached out to take her hand, the golden wheat turned to static.
The sunset violently glitched, tearing apart to reveal a drop ceiling of harsh, sterile fluorescent lights.
Heaven shattered. Reality crashed down.
Xen was no longer standing in a field. He was standing in a massive, high-tech research facility. The walls were lined with complex servers, glowing monitors, and heavy containment units holding swirling masses of unstable purple energy—the exact same energy that now corrupted the sky of O9.
He wasn't a God here. He was just a man who lunged to know the world. A mortal scientist in a white coat.
And he wasn't alone.
[System:protocol:recovery:51%[][]]