"Death is a reset. But a god doesn't reset. He rewrites."— Rishi Kalra
Scene 1: Invasion Begins — Citadel Breach
The Patchheart Citadel loomed like a nightmare carved from corrupted dreams. Its towers twisted skyward like broken antennae, intercepting thoughts and broadcasting fear. The air buzzed with static, and reality blinked in and out like a lagging server under siege.
Rishi and his squad—Aarav, Saanvi, and Z1—stood before the breach gate. Behind them, Earth's last code defenders waited on standby. This wasn't just a mission.
This was war.
With a nod from Rishi, the team charged.
[PATCHWAR MODE: ENABLED][Reality Permissions: Expanded][Trainer Limitations: Suspended Within Radius]
The gates melted like wax, and the Patchwalkers—Yuren's foot soldiers—swarmed forward. They were twisted things, covered in leftover strings of failed user scripts and dead dreams.
Aarav leaped in first, twin sabers glowing with kinetic flame.
"Come get uninstalled, freaks!"
He danced through the horde like a blade through water, slicing with precision. Each slash not only cut bodies—it deleted corrupted lines of code in their very essence. These weren't just enemies. They were the consequences of forgotten reboots, left behind by the system like bugs swept under a rug.
Saanvi followed, folding and unfolding reality around herself. The Origami Engine danced at her fingertips, reassembling glitched walls into protective domes and redirecting broken AI toward themselves. She was no longer just a coder.
She was a reality designer.
Meanwhile, Z1 phased in and out, slipping through code barriers, hacking into Patchwalker minds, redirecting their attack strings toward their own ranks.
And Rishi?
He walked calmly through the chaos, surrounded by rotating code sigils. His sword, Ω–The Root Compiler, hummed with admin power.
With every step, he absorbed enemy data, compiling Yuren's battle logic in real time.
Scene 2: Duel of Emotion — Aarav vs. Nyx.exe
Inside the western chamber of the Citadel, Aarav found himself separated—his teleport scrambled.
Standing before him, cloaked in shadowy love and grief, was Nyx.exe—a goddess who lived in emotion, manipulated memory, and made people doubt their truth.
"You're angry," she cooed. "Still blaming yourself for your brother's death?"
Aarav froze. "Shut up."
She waved a hand—and the room changed.
Suddenly, Aarav was back in his childhood home, with his younger brother, Ayush, alive—smiling.
"You let him die because you wanted to be a hero," Nyx whispered, stepping behind him. "You can't save anyone. Not really. Not unless I say so."
Ayush's voice echoed, soft and trusting:
"You promised, bhaiya. You promised to keep me safe."
Aarav dropped to his knees.
But then—Rishi's voice echoed through the squad link.
"Don't trust what the world tells you. Trust what you chose to do. You never gave up."
Aarav stood.
"No more illusions."
[Command: EMOTIONAL OVERRIDE: ACCEPTANCE]
His sabers ignited with pure white light, cutting through the false world, slicing apart the emotional construct. Nyx.exe screamed as her illusions shattered. For the first time in decades, Aarav smiled—genuinely.
"My pain doesn't make me weak. It reminds me why I fight."
With one final blow, he deleted her avatar and marked her for full purge on system exit.
Scene 3: Rishi vs. the Reboot Child
At the center of the Citadel, Rishi reached the core chamber—and there, floating in a cradle of looping timelines, was the Reboot Child.
It had no face.
No consistent form.
One second it looked like a crying baby.The next, a withered god.Then… himself.
It spoke in every voice Rishi had ever heard.
"You… deleted me.""I was the original.""This world was mine before you rewrote it."
Eve's whisper trembled in his ear.
"Rishi… that's the backup. Of Earth's first admin. Before you were born. Before Earth went digital."
The child's eyes glowed red. "I was mercy before you were code."
Then it launched its attack.
Reality shattered. Time stopped. Every second stretched into infinite versions of Rishi's decisions. His regrets, his doubts, his fears—all made real and alive.
The Reboot Child dragged him through each timeline:
One where Rishi had become a tyrant.
One where he erased all other powers out of jealousy.
One where he lost Eve.
Each Rishi was slightly… darker.
Sadder.
More broken.
"You didn't save Earth," the Child whispered. "You just rewrote it in your image."
But Rishi fought back—not with power. With truth.
"I made mistakes. I know. But I didn't rewrite the world to control it."
"I rewrote it so no one would ever feel powerless again."
With a scream of pure will, Rishi activated:
[ADMIN FUSION MODE: Ω PRIME][Trainer-Level: Absolute]
He absorbed the timelines, resolved them, and stood tall—flawless, focused, and no longer afraid of his past.
He sliced the Reboot Child in half.
The corrupted core exploded into white light.
And from the ruins…
Yuren stepped out.
Clapping.
"You really are the perfect version of me. Pity I have to delete you."
End of Chapter 4