Time didn't slow—it shattered.
The instant Violet activated the Override Token, reality glitched.
Lines of code split the sky, and the world around her unraveled like a badly written patch. The battlefield dissolved, sound dropped into a deafening vacuum, and her body crumbled into pixels.
[OVERRIDE PROTOCOL ACCEPTED]
[Warning: Fatebreaker Class exceeds base system permissions]
[Rewriting Class Tree...]
Violet drifted into the void no HUD, no body, no air. Just silence and sensation. A memory surfaced: floating in an isolation tank when she was nine, hooked to wires, staring at stars she was told weren't real.
She reached out and something answered.
The space around her transformed.
A glass floor formed beneath her feet. Threads of light tangled like roots above and below. The sky was code, shifting and twitching, each flicker whispering things she didn't want to remember.
And standing in the center was a figure cloaked in static.
No face. No name.
Just a voice that vibrated in her bones.
"User Violet Maxwell… designation: Fatebreaker. Accessing root identity..."
"You are not supposed to exist."
Her voice came out warped. "And yet, here I am."
The static parted slightly.
"Do you wish to proceed with rewriting your fate?"
"Yes."
"Acknowledged."
A thousand golden threads of fate unraveled above her, each one flickering with possibilities some that had happened, others that never would.
She saw herself falling.
She saw herself burning.
She saw herself winning.
One thread glowed a brilliant violet.
She touched it.
[CLASS EVOLUTION INITIATED]
Fatebreaker ➤ VOIDWEAVER
New Skills Unlocked
Rewrite Point Cap Increased
System Lock Partially Lifted
Passive Trait: Thread Instinct
Active Skill: Reality Fork
Admin Trace: Irreversible
And something else…
[FATEBOND REQUEST – TYLER JACKSON]
You have formed a high-level bond with Admin-Class Hunter Tyler_Jax. Accept?
[YES] — [NO]
She remembered his eyes. His blade held between her and death. The way he gave her the override without hesitation.
She chose:
[YES]
The moment she did, pain ripped through her like lightning.
The threads tangled around her heart, burning, binding. Her system synced. Her identity split and reforged.
And she heard a voice not the static one this time.
Something deeper. Ancient.
"You are the first and last."
"You are the She Who Heals and She Who Destroys."
"You are Violet.exe."
She fell.
Back into the real world.
Violet's body slammed into the earth with a shockwave of violet light. Cracks spidered out from where she landed. The entire glade trembled. The bounty hunters stumbled.
Tyler bloodied, wounded, still standing spun toward her.
And stopped.
Violet stood at the center of the crater, her new form wrapped in energy. Her body shimmered like starlight wrapped in skin. Her eyes glowed with coded constellations.
Her staff hovered slightly above her open palm.
Her HUD reactivated.
[CLASS: Voidweaver Violet.exe]
[LEVEL: ??? | HP: 100% | RP: 7/7]
Tyler stared.
"You…" he breathed. "You bonded me."
She looked at him, calm and clear.
"I chose you."
A screech tore through the clearing.
Arklis the Sanctifier commander rose from the shadows of a broken tree. Her armor was cracked, one eye bleeding, but her fury remained absolute.
"You think evolution makes you a god?" she hissed. "You're still an anomaly. A glitch."
She lifted her staff, summoning one last skill.
[SYSTEM ART: FINAL DIRECTIVE]
Admin only attack. Deletes the target's thread from the timeline. Cannot be resisted.
A beam of red lightning exploded toward Violet.
Tyler moved.
She held up a hand.
"Don't."
And activated Reality Fork.
The world split in two.
In one timeline, the beam struck her square in the chest her body exploded into scattered code.
In the other, she sidestepped, redirected it, and launched a Fatepulse directly into Arklis's core.
Both played out in tandem.
Violet watched them calmly.
Then selected the second.
[Timeline Chosen]
[Unselected Reality Deleted]
[RP -1]
Arklis was blasted backward, crashing into a tree trunk, her health bar vanishing entirely.
[Fate Thread: Severed]
[Target Deleted]
Silence.
The battlefield was littered with broken players and fading light.
Tyler walked over, limping slightly. He stopped a few feet from her.
"You just rewrote reality," he said softly.
She nodded. "I'm not the same."
"No," he said. "You're something worse."
His expression didn't carry fear.
It carried wonder.
Then concern.
"You're glowing," he said.
"I know."
"Do you feel okay?"
"No."
A pause.
"Are you going to explode?"
"…Maybe."
She swayed.
He caught her.
Her head hit his chest, and the glow faded to something dimmer something survivable.
Her voice was barely a whisper. "The system knows. Something bigger than us. Bigger than the Sanctifiers. Bigger than this world. It's watching me."
Tyler closed his eyes.
"Then we stay ahead of it."