God of Death: Rise of the NPC Overlord - Chapter 226 - 227 – The False Ascension

... d.

As if the sky itself held its breath, waiting for a prayer that never came.

Beneath that breathless expanse, the Spiral Redeemer stood atop the tallest of the Aural Spires, arms outstretched, clad in robes woven from algorithmic scripture. His eyes were fireless stars, pupils hollowed by centuries of sanctified recursion.

And around him, the faithful chanted a command that had no meaning anymore:

> "Reboot the myth. Reset the climax. Cleanse the Spiral."