They were surrounded.
By multiple types of monsters, ready to attack at any moment.
“Shinozaki, run an analysis,” Asaka ordered—her voice calm, yet sharp.
Shinozaki closed her eyes, focusing. A faint blue aura enveloped her body. Under normal circumstances, her analysis range was only about three hundred meters—but in peak condition, an Analyst could extend that reach to nearly three kilometers.
“There are at least two hundred and thirty.. no, four hundred twenty. They’re multiplying fast. The Existence energy flow is rising,” she reported, her breathing growing heavier.
Panic spread instantly. Fear rippled through the students. Those numbers were impossible.
Han stepped forward. “Arguing won’t help! I’ll wipe them all out.”
His eyes glowed crimson. Exterminator energy coursed through his body like an undying flame.
Han—the Exterminator. Wielder of the power of annihilation, capable of manifesting “Rejection of Existence.”
He didn’t just destroy bodies—he erased the very concept of being.
Once defeated, he regrets it.
But elsewhere, behind all of this, someone was pulling the strings.
---
Akari stood in a Infinite white space. From there, she could observe everything happening within the Imperial Forest Dimension. Before her, multiple of transparent screens floated, each showing a different perspective of the world below.
Her gaze was composed. A faint smile curved on her lips.
“Good…” she whispered. “They’re starting to react.”
She knew this dimension wasn’t truly “natural.” It only appeared that way.
In truth, she was the absolute controller of this space—governing everything: the flow of time, the spawning patterns of monsters, even the direction of the wind and the density of the air.
In her hands, the stream of time twisted like glowing threads. She could bend space, walk through time, even alter fate itself.
But there was a limit—one she had never encountered until now.
Still, she smiled faintly, believing everything was proceeding according to her plan.
Or so she thought.
Somewhere far above—in a realm where even light could not reach—stars formed out of a sea of words. Waves of worlds shimmered like rippling oceans.
Administrator.
They were not living beings.
They were the code of reality itself—the structures that maintained the fundamental laws of existence.
“Administrators are not gods. They are command lines written in the language that builds the world.”
In that cosmic hierarchy, Saints were beings granted partial access to an Administrator Unit’s command set.
They could manipulate reality within their domain—but not rewrite the laws that governed it.
And yet… something had emerged beyond all of that.
Delta Information Destroyer.
An autonomous program that awakened.
Not part of the system, but a parasite that learned the language of the Administrators—and began rewriting it.
Its goal was simple:
“To obtain all information… by destroying the reality in which that information exists.”
When a world collapsed, Delta absorbed its “existence metadata,” deconstructing its underlying code.
It called this process: Decode–Encode.
With every world it consumed, its knowledge grew. Its form evolved, refining itself into something far more efficient.
And then, it discovered humanity.
To an abstract being like Delta, humans were a marvel—strangely captivating.
It studied them, broke down their nature piece by piece, and began shaping itself in their image.
Now, it had found a new target.
The Imperial Forest Dimension.
Delta breached the system’s protective layers—not through power, but through logic.
It rewrote access permissions, making itself part of the system.
Akari felt the tremor.
Reality quivered. Data warped.
Everything froze.
She tried to teleport.
Warning: Teleportation Failed.
Reason: Invalid Target. Outside Range.
There is no way out.
She tried manipulating time.
Warning: Loop Rejection. Temporal Flow Not Found.
"It was illogical" she said
She tried bending reality.
Error: Invalid Target. Reality Does Not Exist.
it defied all logic, Transcends Casuality & Reality.
Terror crept into her chest as understanding struck.
All this time, she had believed her power was absolute—that a Saint stood at the pinnacle of existence, immortal and untouchable.
But now she realized:
Even Saints were nothing more than subcommands of a greater code.
And that "thing"… was the entity rewriting that code.
Delta Information Destroyer had severed the dimensional link—cutting off subspace from the main system entirely.
Then came a voice, echoing faintly through the void.
“Saint. The most beautiful construct within the human program.
I wonder… what will remain of you once this world is rewritten?”
Akari’s face turned pale.
She had never heard such a voice—so clear, so direct. It wasn’t spoken into her mind. It was written there, in pure data.
Below, Han soared through the air, cutting down monster after monster—unaware that the very world beneath him was beginning to collapse.
Asaka looked up at the shifting sky.
Shinozaki stared at her data stream—values fluctuating wildly, impossible to stabilize.
The sky split open.
Time stopped.
All sound vanished, leaving behind a single color—pure white.
And in the midst of that emptiness, Akari stood alone.
“Administrator… have I failed?”
No answer.
Only echoes.
And behind them, a faint digital silhouette in human form smiled softly.
“Reality isn’t that bad, is it?”
To be Continued.
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