"You've failed!"
The speaker was no longer recognizable as human. His face was a network of cracks filled with flames, reminiscent of ocean waves, but aflame.
"Why have you betrayed mankind?"
"Why did I betray mankind? Isn't it obvious? Because I want to become a god," the figure declared arrogantly.
He lowered his gaze to the man sprawled before him, bloodied and battered.
The man was in his sixties; his hair had turned white, and wrinkles lined his face.
But there was something remarkable about him, a defiant spark in his eyes.
"God? Do you think you're a god now?" the man rasped, seemingly stalling for time against the menacing figure.
"Ha, of course not. But I'm on the brink of gaining that immense power."
"Ah, Lucius. I know you cherished this land. You fought for forty years, serving the people. Now look at us, the last humans on this planet. Everyone you loved is dead, Lucius."
"To hell with you."
Mustering the last of his strength, the elderly man tried to rise, reaching for the figure. His intention was clear - to detonate the bomb he carried and take out the monstrous figure with him.
"Slash!"
He didn't have time to trigger the explosion. The figure slashed his arm first.
His arm, too, bore cracks filled with flames. The next instant, the old man's head shattered.
The body collapsed, no longer possessing a head. A terrible sight, too swift even for a death cry to escape his lips.
"Lucius, did you think I wouldn't foresee your plan?" the figure sneered, crouching to examine the lifeless body.
"Lucius, you were a fool. Had you chosen my path, you would've become a god," he murmured, speaking to no one in particular, for Lucius was gone.
"Well, where's my prize?" he bellowed, shaking the arid red soil tainted with hazardous materials.
The land was barren, devoid of any signs of life, save for this monstrous king.
"System, where is the promised reward?" he demanded, eager for his prize.
[The mission of exterminating the entire human race has been completed, the reward for the host is the Eye of Time]
"Ha, finally! I'm about to become a god!" he roared, obsessed with his ascension.
A dazzling light appeared before him, unable to dim his radiant anticipation.
[Eye of Time]
He stared at the small hologram that floated before him, the system that promised this special ability.
"So, this is the Eye of Time?"
He grasped the newly appeared object, studying it in awe.
The Eye of Time, an artifact reputed to bestow godhood, granted only after fulfilling the merciless task of wiping out all humans.
"Beep, beep, beep."
"What?"
A familiar sound startled him. He thought he was the last living thing. The electronic countdown to an explosion.
"Lucius? You bastard!" he cursed, ripping the clothes from Lucius's corpse to find circuits implanted within.
"Boom!"
"Ahhh!" he screamed.
Though he wasn't severely injured, the explosion Lucius had rigged stunned him. He had not anticipated that the detonation would be triggered upon the stoppage of Lucius's heartbeat.
The desperate measures of the last human on Earth.
"Splash!"
He stared in disbelief as the corpse exploded. The shockwave flung pieces of Lucius's flesh onto the Eye of Time in his hand.
"Damn it! Your rotten flesh dares to taint this sacred artifact!" he spat, shaking his hand.
Expecting the flesh to fall away, he was taken aback when it adhered to the Eye of Time, which then began to glow.
"No, what's happening?" he cursed, taken by surprise when his artifact activated upon contact with the human remains.
[Eye of Time activated! God has been chosen]
The hologram's declaration sent him into a rage.
"No, no! This can't be!" he screamed, unable to intervene as the artifact absorbed the flesh, grew larger, and slipped from his grasp.
The artifact seemed to deliver electric shocks that forced him to let go.
[Anomaly! Anomaly! There is still one living being left]
The hologram turned red, flickering and driving him into further dismay.
[Eliminating all living things]
"Aah, what's happening to me?" he shrieked, watching his body disintegrate into sand-like particles before vanishing.
Soon after, the last living entity on Earth disappeared. A mysterious voice echoed in the sky.
[Anomaly detected, First floor experiencing interference. The process of restarting the world begins]
The voice ended, and the small pearl of the Eye of Time disintegrated into dust. The sky darkened, seemingly swallowing everything.
"Argh!" "What happened?" the young man looked up from his bed. A seventeen-year-old teenager, drenched in sweat. His breathing was ragged, and he seemed to be grappling with his reality. "Didn't I already die?" "Why am I here?" He vividly remembered how the monster came and crushed his head. An action that was too swift for the young man's eyes to track. Lucius, the old man who had been killed earlier, seemed to have unexpectedly traveled through time. "What happened to the artifact he was seeking? Was the underground bomb I set up able to destroy him?" He was immensely confused about it all. Especially since Lucius didn't live to witness the final outcome. He was the last human left, the one who should have stopped the world from being destroyed. But Lucius was merely an old man, and his opponent was a monster that had almost wiped out the entire human race. It was a one-sided battle that ended in a massacre. "Did I really travel through time?" he continued to question the b
"Bzzt!" With a swift jerk, Lucius roused from his apparent reverie. His hair seemed to stand on end, as if touched by an invisible current. The young man who had been nonchalantly lounging at his desk was now alert, his attention snatched by the unidentified pandemonium unfolding around him. "What's going on?" He mumbled, his brow furrowed in confusion. The clamor, while undeniable, held no discernible source or explanation. [System birth detected in the vicinity] The holographic message hung in the air before his eyes. An added feature of his holographic device, post consumption of the pearl-like artifact - the Eye of Time. "Thud!" In his haste, he knocked against the desk, rattling it. The abrupt noise pulled the attention of the entire class towards him - Lucius, the recent cynosure of all eyes due to his striking transformation. Post ingesting the Eye of Time, Lucius' skin had become as smooth as a newborn's, while his physique had grown more muscular and defined. He was alm
Lucius effortlessly avoided the initial attack with a slight shift of his posture, his movement as graceful as a feather riding the wind. "Assist Hari! Don't let this scoundrel get away!" Nevan, the thin, skeletal student acting as the brains of the gang, commanded his friends to coordinate an attack on Lucius. "Ah!" One of the attackers wailed as Lucius' powerful punch landed squarely on his chest, sending him flying backwards. The display of unexpected martial prowess had the gang's leader, Hari, blinking in stunned disbelief. "Since when did he become a warrior?" Hari whispered to himself, shocked at Lucius' agile maneuvers. "Poww!" The air echoed with the impact of Lucius' spinning elbow landing on Hari's face. The leader of the mischievous group crumbled to the ground, his nose bleeding profusely. "This is illegal!" Nevan shrieked, his skeletal frame trembling with rage. "Ah, your name is Nevan, correct?" Lucius strolled towards the frail boy, stepping over the groaning bodi
A cacophony of footfall echoed louder and louder, an ominous sign of the swarm of people rushing towards the school's roof. The ear-piercing wails of agony that they had heard multiple times appeared to originate from that place, like a gruesome theater of torture nestled above their heads. "Is this place devoid of life?" A teacher, first to arrive, remarked in disbelief. He surveyed the school roof that stretched out immaculate before him. It was deserted, not a soul in sight, as if the bone-chilling sounds they heard moments ago were mere hallucinations. "Sir, there is no trace of anything unusual," confirmed another teacher, who had painstakingly inspected every inch of the rooftop. Not even the tiniest speck of dust could escape his keen eye, yet he failed to find any signs of abnormality. "But there were unmistakable cries of pain. You heard them too, didn't you?" the principal appealed to the students who seemed equally intrigued by the mysterious sound. "This couldn't possib
"That pest of a gym teacher. He really has me pegged as the prime suspect," Lucius muttered under his breath, finding himself in a dingy interrogation room. The room was a cramped square, barely spanning two meters in length and width. Its only source of light was a single, dim lamp suspended above two facing chairs. "You were missing from class when the incident occurred, weren't you?" probed the interrogating officer. He was a man of medium build with a distinctive curved mustache, apparently not holding a high position within the precinct. "Indeed, I was," Lucius responded nonchalantly. His breath remained steady, demonstrating his lack of concern over the ongoing interrogation. "Son, I know you're looking for an alibi, and you probably have a plausible story ready. However, I want the truth. Where have you stashed those missing students?" "I have no idea. I pay little attention to such things," Lucius dismissed the officer's concerns with a casual shrug, clearly enjoying the s
Every nation hoards its secrets, and the tropical country where Lucius resided was no exception. A fortified structure, ringed with layers of razor wire and security patrols, stood imposingly in the distance. The intense vigilance suggested that the place was far from an ordinary dwelling—more akin to a maximum-security prison. "Has our latest subject arrived?" asked a middle-aged man, identifiable as a high-ranking official by the array of stars adorning his shoulders. "Yes, Mr. Nefion. The new subject was delivered minutes ago," replied a busy woman, juggling documents and persistent phone calls. "If it wasn't for my military career, I'd find it hard to believe these anomalies," the man mused aloud, "the existence of superhumans, just like in the films." His voice carried across the room, the woman catching his words. "But this case is particularly intriguing. Such a young boy possessing this...gift," he continued, eyes fixed on the large monitor displaying the live feed from an
This gloomy place was more reminiscent of a wet sewer than a prison, the humid air clinging to the walls and the sparse lighting painting eerie shadows. Chains clasped around Lucius's wrists, restricting his movement as he perched on a rigid mattress that was nothing short of a slab of stone. "I finally made it here," Lucius whispered, his gaze assessing the bleak surroundings. The confinement area was surprisingly vacant, housing a meager five captives during his brief glimpse of it. Lucius had initially envisioned a secret prison packed with countless prisoners. "According to what I remember, a dreadful system surfaced here a decade later," he murmured, recalling snippets of information from his previous life. This knowledge was the reason Lucius had chosen this dangerous path. He had deliberately committed a crime and brazenly declared himself the owner of the system, all to be transported to this location where the system would eventually materialize. Lucius recalled, "Red Lig
"Aaaaaa!" Lucius woke up with his body drenched in sweat. It felt like after a strenuous physical activity, with his breath coming in gasps. It seemed that he had a nightmare, making the guard who had been monitoring nearby immediately approach. He was surprised by Lucius' cries that sounded as if he was suffering. "What happened?" the man asked not out of concern, but because he wanted to get additional information. The general who led them there had given him the task of seeking more information, with the promise of a promotion in return. "I saw red lightning, red lightning appeared again," Lucius said with a gasp. "Appeared? Where?" the person asked in surprise, glancing into the dank prison room through the iron bars. "No, no. I saw it in a dream," Lucius replied. "In a dream? Are you sure you're not having hallucinations?" the guard asked, and Lucius shook his head quickly. He looked serious now, as evidenced by his frightened face and labored breathing. "What did you see?
Lucius knew that the energy in his body was limited, despite having obtained energy absorption techniques from the painting world."How do I gather that much energy?""I will teach you... but you'll need to do something in return later.""Do something?"Caught in an intense situation, Nio, the girl, blushed slightly."I know this world will be destroyed. All I want is to experience love-making."Lucius' mouth gaped open, not expecting to hear such a request amid the chaos."Are you... serious?""I'm serious," she replied firmly. Lucius sighed, considering the bizarre world he found himself in to be part of an unreal memory."Alright... then how do I harness this cold energy?""Follow me!"Nio swiftly took Lucius's hand, leading him away. Lucius was speechless; Nio seemed to be driven by a passionate desire.Not far away, the rampage of the rat-headed nega continued. As it ravaged everything, Nio guided Lucius to an underground cave.Inside the dimly lit cavern, Nio swiftly threw somet
"Red Lightning!" he shouted, stomping his foot to create an enormous repulsion force, launching them far from the hill. They spun several times mid-air to maintain momentum before landing near a dense forest. "Is it due to the cold core? I feel my technique is improving," Lucius mused, feeling his power increase. "Graahh!" "Damn it!" Lucius cursed, quickly surrounding himself and Nio with black lightning to shield them from the blazing flames that incinerated the surrounding trees. "Why is it so fast?" he growled, glancing upwards to meet the creature's gaze, seemingly tracking them with deliberate intent. "Wait, if I recall correctly, the painting world was similar. Each world has a hero," Lucius considered, clutching the agdis. "Does that mean Nio is this world's heroine?" he thought hard. But his pondering was interrupted as he had to dodge a thrown stone from the monster with the help of his Red Lightning. "Booommm" Trees were uprooted and the bizarre fire's heat intensified
The magic of ice seemed to cause several glasses of water to freeze instantly. The ice was shattered by a woman, none other than Nio's mother, and mixed with the fruit juice they had on hand. "Unique, and fresh," said Lucius. The man and woman who were Nio's parents, smiled widely. "So, when are you getting married?" Nio's father asked again, causing Nio to puff up her cheeks in annoyance. "Dad, don't ask me that again," she huffed, quickly grasping Lucius' hand to leave the room after finishing their drinks made by Nio's mother. "Where are we going?" asked a surprised Lucius. The girl just smiled mysteriously. However, not long after that, Nio finally disclosed their destination. "Do you see that hill over there? That's my favorite place. I'm going to show you something interesting from there," the girl announced cheerfully. Lucius, whose hand was being eagerly tugged, felt like a boy being dragged into play by a friend. "From what I've seen, there doesn't seem to be anyone th
"Augh," the young man squealed as the girl's hand pressed against his back. A terrible cold aura seemed to enter every cell in his body, causing the young man's lips to suddenly turn purple. His vision blurred, but he could still hear the girl shouting repeatedly, "Control that energy. Otherwise, you'll die!" As she shouted, she continued to pump cold energy into his body. "What the hell?" Lucius inwardly grumbled, looking at his fingertips which had started to turn black earlier, his fingernails and toenails now turning purple. "Do I have frostbite?" he pondered as he lost the feeling in his hands and feet. "Control it, control the aura, and form a new core in your body," the girl hollered once more, causing Lucius to risk his life yet again. -- "Augh," the two people collapsed under the hot sun, drenched in sweat, the girl's curves made even more evident. This seemed to be a terrifying journey for Lucius, who was practicing this cold energy technique. Several times, he felt
If Lucius thought everything was fine, then apart from the oddity where the right and left of his body were switched, he began to realize that his guess was wrong. Suddenly, four strange figures appeared around him. They seemed to smell the scent of Lucius' body, and the four figures that were clearly not human looked at him lustfully. Their heads resembled the heads of large rats, with small and slender bodies that looked emaciated without clothes. Even their breastbones were sticking out, as if the creatures had been starving for a long time. "This is disgusting," Lucius muttered in amazement at the sight of such figures. They looked like large rats standing on two legs, with red eyes that flashed Lucius' shadow as if they were stalking him. "Grrrr" "Rowwrr" The monsters suddenly jumped at Lucius, trying to slash his neck with sharp claws. With practiced instinct, Lucius tried to dodge to the right, but it was his left foot that moved this time. The young man tumbled and almos
"Damn, this experience again," Lucius cursed after he was absorbed by the purple pearl. It placed him back into the pitch-black void, where no hint of light existed. "I can't even see my hand this time," Lucius muttered, lifting his hand only to see the encompassing darkness. "Augghh." "What's going on?" Lucius screamed, as if a foreign entity had awoken within him. A wave of fear washed over him, making him feel strangled by unseen, ghostly hands. The sheer terror of total darkness quickened his breathing. "No, what's happening?" Lucius yelled, trying to run aimlessly. His hands flailed about, but they touched nothing. The overwhelming darkness was all he could see. His anxiety peaked as his greatest fear was unearthed from deep within his psyche. "Total darkness," - it's not death that humans fear, but rather the loneliness and solitude in the complete darkness that follows. Trapped in this oppressive darkness, Lucius felt a greater pain than he had experienced when being t
"Splash!" Two young figures, Lucius and Amia, immediately plunged into the lake as though they were searching for something beneath its surface. They seemed to disappear into the darkness of the night, relying solely on their instincts and extraordinary abilities to discern what was transpiring in the depths. "What is it?" Lucius questioned himself as he spotted a light source below. Amia also seemed to see the light, and, in silent agreement, they both swiftly descended towards it. Their movements were so quick that it wouldn't be an exaggeration to compare them to two racing dolphins. "What is it?" Lucius thought again. His mouth was shut tight due to being underwater, but his brain was tirelessly processing the information it was receiving. For instance, a strange blue object appeared like a large glowing sphere with what seemed to be a young man sleeping within. It was an unfamiliar sight to Lucius, potentially housing thousands of mysteries he had never encountered in his two
"The red and black lightning roared, emitting a profoundly unsettling sound. The energy surged through Lucius' hands, causing the pointy-chinned demon to recoil. "Human, where did you get that much power?" The demon questioned, visibly astonished by Lucius' remarkable combination of attack and defense. "Those who are about to die need not know," Lucius responded defiantly, stomping his foot on the ground. The ground erupted, obstructing everyone's view. "Foul human, you think I can't track your location?" The demon retorted, flaring its nostrils in an attempt to detect Lucius' current whereabouts. "Above!" "Whack!" Lucius' heel kick, imbued with the terrifying red and blue lightning, was parried by the demon. "Aughh," the demon screeched, its arm visibly shocked by the lightning. It swiftly tilted and shifted its body to avoid the crushing force of the kick. "How is that possible? How?" The pointy-chinned demon wailed, waving its arm as if it were crushed. "How can this be? I
The chains finally broke, instantly drowning the young man, as the cloaked woman looked on with evident pleasure. "Soon, soon I can make a pact with the devil," she stated, her goal explicit, unaware that she was being observed by two pairs of eyes. "Mr. Lucius..." "Just call me Lucius," he said, interrupting the girl who seemed to have misnamed him several times. "But..." "There are no buts," Lucius interrupted again. "Then Lucius, why didn't we save that man?" "I believe there's a destiny that's protecting him. I'm more interested in seeing what that woman will do next," Lucius replied. The woman appeared to be hustling back and forth with the corpses that she had laboriously pulled out. It was clear that she was breathing heavily due to the strenuous work of carrying the bodies of villagers who had been slain by the village chief. "Damn, this guy should have left one or two slaves alive," she grumbled in annoyance, but she couldn't stop herself from continuing her task unt