Scene: Night. Wang sleeps restlessly in his bed. His digital clock flickers—3:33 AM. Outside, the wind goes dead silent
Jun
Wang. Wake up. We're not alone.
A soft hum pulses through the air. Time seems to freeze. A pale blue sigil glows on the wall—an arcane circuit dancing with both magic and tech
Jun
High-level temporal lock. Someone’s using transdimensional comms. Brace yourself.
From the sigil, a figure steps through—draped in ancient robes woven with circuitry. Their eyes glow like stars.
Immortal
Wang. Your presence echoes across timelines. We’ve come to test your soul... and your code.
Wang
What if I already know your test?
Immortal
Then you’re one of us already.
Scene: An astral training chamber—hovering far above any reality Wang has ever seen. Arcane planets orbit around a throne of data
Immortal
We, the Immortals, bend magic through logic. Fold universes with will. Are you ready to learn?
Wang
Yes sir I am
• Wang balances on floating platforms, deflecting spells midair with algorithmic countermeasures.
• Jun hacks the dimensional layers between magic and machine, opening rifts to infinite possibilities.
• Wang memorizes 7 SIGILL of Continuum, while Jun overlays their logic patterns onto martial forms.
• In mere 3 days, Wang does what took the Immortals centuries.
Immortal 2
He's adapting too fast.
Immortal
Or maybe... he's what we failed to become.
Final test. Wang stands at the edge of a void. A shadow figure approaches—his own reflection, distorted and powerful
Jun
It’s you. But rewritten by chaos. End him, or he’ll overwrite us.
Wang
No. I’ll debug him.
[In a flash, code-magic clashes with pure will. Wang absorbs the shadow, stabilizes it. And for the first time—the Immortals are silent.]
Immortal
From this moment, Wang... you are not a student.
Immortal
You are a threat.
Immortal
Or a solution.
Wang
I am your disciple Sir
Wang
Then let me choose what to be.
Jun
They trained us. But they never controlled us.
Let’s use what they gave. And rewrite everything.
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