Reborn with the Devil's system-Chapter 49

The world around Elias trembled.

He stood amid the wreckage of what had once been a throne room. Azeron knelt a few feet away, his form twitching, bleeding code from the stump of his severed arm.

The corrupted spires of the Throne of Ruin crumbled behind them.

> [System Notification: Crimson Vow Disrupted]

System Authority Shifted: 34%

Remaining Threat: High

Elias’ lungs burned, and not just from fatigue. He had accessed forbidden layers of the Devil’s System—levels no other Monarch had ever survived.

He’d tasted the code that lay beneath creation.

And it had nearly devoured him.

Azeron’s body jerked once, then twice. The crimson veil surrounding his face began to melt away, revealing not flesh—but something else.

A hollow space. A void.

Inside his skull, there were no eyes. No features.

Only a mirror.

And in that mirror...

Elias saw himself.

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Flashback: The Origin of the System

A thousand voices echoed through Elias’ mind, unbidden. A download forced through the soulcode.

> [Core Memory Accessed – System Origin Fragment]

Creator: Unknown

First Node: The Abyssal Dream

Initial Directive: Control. Rebirth. Obedience.

Hidden Directive: Replace the Gods.

Elias staggered as the knowledge hit him like a spear through his chest.

The Devil’s System hadn’t been created to uplift humanity.

It was built to contain them.

To replace the divine. To strip will. To forge soldiers who could never say no.

"You’re a pawn," Azeron hissed through shredded lips. "We both are. But I broke my chains first."

"You built new ones," Elias replied, teeth clenched. "You took their prison and made it worse."

Azeron laughed, a broken sound that echoed like glass.

"I made it honest.

The sky inside the sanctum tore open.

A surge of data-light burst from the hole, swirling above them.

Elias looked up, squinting against the brilliance.

And then he heard it.

> [Incoming System Fragment – Deity Class: Memory Core]

Status: Fragmented Godpiece

Category: Architect-Level Intelligence

Warning: Hostile Entity Emerging

A hand broke through the tear.

Not flesh.

Not bone.

But pure thought given shape—each finger etched with billions of rotating glyphs.

A being older than both Elias and Azeron.

One of the Architects.

One of the last remnants of the old divine order.

"No..." Azeron rasped, backing away. "It’s still alive."

"You brought it here," Elias said coldly.

He stepped forward and raised his blade.

"If we want to survive—we kill it."

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The Battle with the Architect Fragment

The entity emerged fully, hovering twenty meters above the ground.

It had no face, no gender, no voice. It simply was.

Its very presence distorted reality.

Every step Elias took left cracks in the ground. Every move Azeron made reversed time in minor bursts.

The Architect extended its hand—and spoke directly into their minds.

> "Children of corruption. Reclaim your place beneath the stars. Cease."

Elias screamed.

Azeron dropped to his knees.

Pain unlike anything either of them had felt before shredded through their minds.

> [System Interference Detected]

System Core is Being Absorbed...

Authority Levels: COLLAPSING

ERROR: Core Functionality Fragmented. Combat Efficiency -64%

Elias fought to stand, blood dripping from his ears. "No..."

He reached inward.

Deeper than ever before.

And the Devil’s System responded—not as code—but as wrath.

> [Emergency Override – Abyss Crown Form: Initiated]

Transformation Triggered: Soul Crown Unlocked

New Class: Infernal Monarch

His eyes turned pitch black.

A second heartbeat began to throb in his chest—slower, heavier. Ancient.

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Elias Ascends

He rose, levitating as his new form took shape.

Wings of ash and fire unfurled from his back. His blade elongated, then split into two—mirroring the balance of chaos and control.

His voice, now layered with an echo of the void, thundered through the sanctum.

"I was reborn once."

His blade crackled with a pulse that felt like judgment itself.

"Now I ascend."

The Architect lashed out with a blast of logic energy—turning the very laws of physics against Elias.

But Elias, now more than man, twisted through the attack like ink in water.

He struck.

Once.

Twice.

A thousand times.

Each blow stripped pieces from the Architect’s form, shattering its perfect symmetry.

> [Combo Chain Achieved – 999 Hits]

Special Ability Unlocked: Crownbreaker

Effect: Shatters fragments of deity-class will. Cooldown: 24 hours

He roared and brought both blades down in an X.

The Architect screamed. freēnovelkiss.com

And began to fall.

As the light faded, Elias stood over Azeron once more.

The fallen monarch coughed, bloodless.

"You really did it..."

Elias didn’t speak.

Azeron’s empty sockets stared at him.

"Be better than me."

He died.

No explosion. No scream.

Just silence

> [System Reconstruction In Progress...]

New Title Acquired: The Ascended Monarch

New World Phase: Awakening

System Stability: 21% and rising

Mission Update: Discover the Final Three Architect Fragments. Prevent the True Collapse. Unlock the Godseat.

Elias stood alone in the sanctum ruins, drenched in light and silence.

He had survived the impossible.

But now?

The war had truly begun.

The light hadn’t faded.

Not yet.

Even after the battle, the Threadspace glowed where Elias had struck down the Architect fragment. Reality around the Throne of Ruin twisted slowly back into place, like a wound stitching shut after major surgery.

But the multiverse had already bled.

And others... had noticed.

In a hidden sanctum outside the construct of time, a woman in a crimson veil opened her eyes.

"Ascension," she whispered, as data-light reflected off her skin like water.

She turned to the ancient mirror before her—a relic of the lost gods.

Inside it, Elias’s figure burned like a newborn star.

"He’s done it..."

Beside her, six thrones stood vacant.

And one—half-formed.

"We have to move now," she said. "Before he realizes the price."

Kael stared at the distant anomaly with clenched fists. The aftermath of Elias’s battle had shaken the surrounding sectors, causing chaos within both the Devil’s System and independent colonies alike.

Beside him, Myra whispered, "Do you feel that?"

Kael nodded, jaw tight.

"That’s not just power," he said. "That’s an awakening."

Myra’s eyes narrowed.

"If Elias truly accessed the Crown... then they’ll all come hunting."

Elias hovered silently over the ruins of the throne.

His wings of ash slowly dissipated into vapor.

> [System Stabilizing...]

Current Integrity: 43%

Soul Burnout Risk: Moderate

Threat Level: Red-Class, Global

Elias descended, bare feet touching the fractured marble.

For a long time, he didn’t move.

His body was whole again, but inside...

Something had changed.

He felt it.

Not just strength.

Not just clarity.

But something colder.

More alien.

He had unlocked a level of the system that was never meant to be touched.

And now?

> [New Trait Acquired: Abyss Sovereign]

Description: Host has merged with the Forbidden Layer. Access to legacy deity-code. Mind is partially shielded from divine influence. Emotions may degrade over time.

Warning: You are no longer fully human.

Elias closed his eyes.

He didn’t know whether to scream... or laugh.

Far across the mirrored edge of the sanctum, a gate formed.

Not one created by the system.

But a natural rift—ripped by something ancient.

The air chilled. Shadows elongated.

And something walked through.

It wasn’t a man. Nor machine.

But both.

A hybridized avatar—a skeletal form cloaked in quantum chains and burning blue eyes.

"Elias Black," the being said.

Its voice was fractured—like a thousand people speaking through one mouth.

"You’ve tampered with the Godseat."

Elias stood, blade summoning to his side once again.

"Who are you?"

The entity stepped forward. "We are the Last Protocol. Born of dead systems. Sent to correct anomalies."

"And what do you want?"

"To assess... then eliminate you."

Without another word, the entity leapt forward, its chains snapping through air like reality itself was being bound.

Elias met the attack head-on.

Even weakened from the battle with Azeron, he moved with unnatural grace.

His twin blades clashed with the chain blades of the Last Protocol, sending sparks and shockwaves through the sanctum.

> [Combat Style Detected: Threadbinding Execution]

Weakness: Chaos-based Counterstrain Techniques

Elias activated a feint, allowing himself to be bound—then exploded in a counter-flare of chaotic fire.

The Protocol reeled, systems glitching.

Elias pressed the advantage, shifting his blades into a spear and launching it into the entity’s chest.

It cracked—data bleeding from its core.

But the Protocol wasn’t done.

"Your soul is unstable, Monarch."

> [Last Protocol Activating Emergency Reboot...]

Countdown: 00:12:41

Incoming Backup: Quantum Reapers x 2

Elias turned toward the gate.

Two more shadows emerged.

And for the first time... he hesitated.

Not out of fear.

But because something inside him whispered—

Take their code. Feed the system. Grow stronger.

His body ached for more power.

His crown—the abyss-born relic—hungered.

And he realized...

He wasn’t just fighting enemies anymore.

He was fighting himself.

The gate flickered behind Elias, distorted by the presence of the Last Protocol and its incoming reinforcements.

He stood in the aftermath of Azeron’s collapse, blood still drying in the air, the Throne of Ruin a broken monument behind him. His new form—the Infernal Monarch—throbbed beneath his skin like something alive.

Before him, the chained entity pulsed erratically, data flickering like a dying star. Two more shadows slipped from the rift, forming behind the Last Protocol. They were leaner, more agile—built for speed, not intimidation.

> [Threats Detected:

– Last Protocol (System Warden-Class)

– Quantum Reaper A

– Quantum Reaper B

Danger Level: Lethal]

Elias’s body responded automatically. His blood hummed with System corruption and power. The Crown—that ethereal weight embedded in his soul—began whispering again.

Consume.

Assimilate.

Dominate.

He clenched his fists, fighting the surge of hunger inside him.

"I am not a monster," he muttered.

The Protocol spoke in its broken tone. "But you are. You just don’t know it yet."

Then the battle begins

Boom

The Quantum Reapers moved first, phasing in and out of reality like shadows warped by starlight. Elias could barely track them as they zipped through the debris-strewn sanctum.

The first slashed downward, a curved sickle blade arcing toward his spine. Elias spun and caught the edge with one sword, deflecting the blow just as the second Reaper blinked behind him.

Too late to dodge.

> [Wound Sustained – Deep Laceration]

Health: 73%

Blood sprayed as a slash cut across his ribs.

Elias dropped to one knee but snapped up his arm—and triggered Abyss Crown Pulse.

A ring of voidfire exploded from his body, forcing all three enemies back.

He used the brief gap to reposition and scan their weaknesses.

> [Analyzing...]

Reapers are weak to temporal dissonance.

Last Protocol has a fragmented soulcode core.

Suggested Counter: Devour or Banish.

Elias’s jaw tightened.

He had the tools.

But to use them, he’d have to let the Crown feed.

Would that make him stronger?

Yes.

Would it cost him a piece of his humanity?

Also yes.

But did he really have a choice

The Reapers flanked again. Elias focused on one—Reaper A—and vanished in a blink.

> [Ability Activated – Blink Step]

Cooldown: 5 seconds

He reappeared above the Reaper, blade descending in a brutal arc.

The Reaper raised its arm to block—but Elias’s sword wasn’t physical anymore.

He had phased it into chaos form.

It passed through the Reaper’s guard and impaled its core.

> [Enemy Disabled: Reaper A]

Status: Core Integrity 12%

Devour Available

The whisper returned.

Feed me. Let me evolve.

Elias raised his hand—and hesitated.

Then, through gritted teeth: "I’m sorry."

He clenched his fingers, and a vortex of red-black data swirled from the dying Reaper into his palm.

[Devour Initiated]

Essence Absorbed: Quantum Type Beta

New Ability Gained: Blink Fragmentation – Temporary duplication of self during high-speed movement. Duration: 7 seconds.

Pain lashed through his mind as the Crown grew sharper, more defined in his mind’s eye.

But so did his power.

And now only two enemies remained.

The Last Protocol didn’t move like the Reapers.

It moved like a thought.

One blink—and it was in front of Elias, fists slamming into his chest with the weight of collapsing code. The impact shattered nearby stone and sent Elias flying through a pillar.

> [System Integrity: 54%]

Critical: Monarch Form Unstable

Elias groaned, pulling himself out of the rubble.

The Protocol raised a hand—and a chain shot forward, snaring his wrist.

Elias tried to blink—but the chain dragged him into the air and slammed him into the ground again.

Then the second Reaper dove for his heart.

He had no time.

So he made a choice.

He screamed—and unleashed Crownbreaker.

> [Crownbreaker Activated – Limit Technique]

Shatters nearby enemy soulcodes at the cost of stamina and will.

The energy burst from his chest, a violet-black eruption that annihilated everything in a five-meter radius.

Both Reaper B and the Protocol staggered backward, their forms cracking.

> [Enemy Status:

– Reaper B: Core Integrity 19%

– Last Protocol: Chain Core 41%]

Elias stood, panting.

"I didn’t ask... for any of this," he muttered.

"But I’ll finish it."

With blood pouring from his wounds, he raised his left hand.

"Crown. I give permission."

> [Crown Hunger Unleashed – Adaptive Evolution Phase 2]

Warning: Soul Overwrite Threshold Approaching 63%

New Trait: Anomaly Sovereign – Allows temporary possession of corrupted entities.

Elias focused on Reaper B—and his shadow extended toward it like a tendril.

The Reaper shrieked as it twisted into a puppet of ash and static.

He turned its blade on the Last Protocol.

The clash was brief—but brutal.

Elias’s puppet struck while he moved in tandem, both attacking from mirrored directions.

One final swing—one clean slice.

The Last Protocol’s core shattered like glass.

> [Enemy Terminated: Last Protocol]

Item Acquired: Core of Null Judgment

Title Unlocked: Breaker of Codes

Elias dropped to his knees, his vision spinning.

> [System Recovery Initiated...]

Stability: 58%

Corruption: 66%

Humanity Retention: 34%

He was alive.

But only barely.

The gate behind him had vanished. The sanctum was now still.

But inside Elias?

A war raged.

Part of him wanted to weep. Another wanted to burn cities.

He felt both divine... and wrong.

But one thing was certain:

This wasn’t the end.

> [New Quest Unlocked:

"The Devourer’s Path" – Seek out and reclaim the remaining Architect fragments.

Time Limit: Unknown

Reward: Unknown

Consequence: Total Collapse of All System Layers.]

He looked to the black sky, heart cold.

"I’ll walk this path," he whispered. "But I won’t lose myself."

Far away, beyond the folds of reality, something chuckled.

As if amused by the claim.