The white void cracked.
Golden light spiraled around Yuto, illuminating a floating interface unlike any he had seen before. Not system-generated—but origin-made.
A panel hovered before him, shimmering with raw potential:
■ Final Class Evolution Unlocked
Due to unique choices, willpower, and resonance with failed fragments, three exclusive paths are available:
[1] Devourer Sovereign 👑
The one who consumes all—data, soul, system.
Pros: Exponential growth, infinite energy loop, skill theft
Cons: High risk of ego instability and loss of self
Origin Alignment: Nihil & Hunger
[2] Threadbreaker Monarch 🕷️
The one who severs fate—ruler of entangled cause and effect.
Pros: Absolute control of thread space, nullifies destiny, true stealth
Cons: Permanently detached from linear time and communication
Origin Alignment: Rebellion & Control
[3] Origin System Error 🧩
The one who should not exist—glitch between all truths.
Pros: Immune to system rules, paradox-based attacks, reality rewriting
Cons: Targeted by universal defense protocols, constant instability
Origin Alignment: Chaos & Memory
Nyx spoke, more softly than ever before.
[This isn't just evolution, Yuto. It's redefinition.]
[Each path will change you permanently.]
[Not just in power—but in purpose.]
Yuto stared at the options.
Devourer Sovereign—pure survival.
Threadbreaker Monarch—absolute freedom.
Origin System Error—cosmic defiance.
He closed his eyes.
Flashes of memory surged:
The insect shell he first awoke in.
The elf girl he couldn't save.
The Execution Fragments he liberated.
He clenched his fist.
"I wasn't born to be a predator."
"I won't be a ruler of silence."
"And I'm not here to fit the system…"
He pressed his hand to the third option.
Origin System Error.
■ Evolution Chosen: [Origin System Error]
Initiating Rewrite…
The world shattered.
Yuto's form unraveled—threads unspooled, not into code, but into questions.
What is a soul?
What defines a bug?
What gives error the right to persist?
He floated in nonspace, becoming less and more.
Then—
He snapped back into being.
But different.
No longer an insect.
No longer a shadow.
He stood upright—human in shape, but with fractal limbs that bent dimensions.
Eyes like broken mirrors.
A cloak of shifting code wrapped around him.
Nyx gasped.
[You… you became the system's contradiction.]
[You're not a monster anymore.]
[You're what monsters fear.]
Above, the gates to Layer 4: Origin Vault opened.
A voice echoed—not Aegis-Null's, but something older.
"You rejected your fate, bug."
"Now come take your place—among gods and errors alike."
Yuto stepped forward.
"Let's see how far a mistake can go."