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Chapter 1 – Rebirth of Chaos
A void.
That was the only thing Lin Feng felt. No pain. No body. No light. Just… nothingness.
Then—
A voice echoed through the silence.
"You died. But don't be too upset. You're… interesting."
Lin Feng wanted to respond, but he had no mouth to speak. Thoughts floated in his consciousness like mist.
"Earthling. Gamer. Otaku. Betrayed by the world you tried to help. Died trying to save a stranger."
The voice chuckled.
"Such selflessness is rare. But that's not why I chose you."
The space around him twisted. The void rippled with starlight. Suddenly, he could feel again—something like gravity pulling him upward.
"You read Soul Land, didn't you? Watched the anime too. What if you were reborn in that world—with a twist?"
Lin Feng's mind surged. Soul Land? Tang San? Martial Spirits? Spirit Hall?
"Yes," he thought, fiercely. "I know that world."
"Good," the voice replied. "Because in this timeline, Tang San is not the hero. He is the villain. And you… you are Chaos incarnate."
Then the voice whispered one final word:
"Reincarnate."
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Rebirth
Lin Feng's consciousness slammed into a new body with a jolt. He gasped.
Air. Cold. Wet.
Rain pelted his face as he opened his eyes in an alley behind a rundown inn. The world smelled of damp wood and mud. His small hands trembled—no longer the hands of a 25-year-old man, but a child's.
He rushed to a shattered piece of glass nearby. A boy stared back at him, maybe six years old. Sharp eyes, pitch-black hair, a birthmark just beneath his ear.
"I'm alive," Lin Feng muttered. "And young again."
Memories flooded his mind. Not just of Earth… but this body's.
He was an orphan in Nuoding City. No parents. No family. Barely surviving on scraps.
Classic transmigration setup, he thought. But this time, I'm not some clueless fool. I know everything. The Spirit Hall. Tang San. Grandmaster. Xiao Wu. The entire timeline.
Suddenly, a searing pain shot through his head.
> [Chaos Ascension System Installed.]
[Analyzing Soul… Warning: Soul Fractured.]
[Initial Growth Limited. Repair Required.]
[Quest Initialized: Survive One Month Without Detection.]
[Reward: Partial Soul Repair + 100 Chaos Points.]
"System…" Lin Feng muttered, blinking. "It's real."
He tried to access its interface. Nothing appeared before his eyes. No HUD. Just instinct—he could "feel" it instead.
No AI voice. No helper. Just raw interface commands wired into his mind.
Low-key. Manual. No shortcuts. Damn… I respect that.
Then he remembered: Tang San. He should've just awakened his Blue Silver Grass.
And Lin Feng—if this timeline followed the original closely—had mere days until the Spirit Awakening Ceremony.
If my soul is fractured, I might fail it entirely.
That wasn't an option.
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Meeting Old Names
Nuoding City. Year 998 of the Spirit Calendar.
Lin Feng enrolled into the same elementary academy Tang San joined. It was a calculated move. He needed to observe. Learn what had changed in this altered timeline. The R.O.B. had warned him—Tang San wasn't the righteous protagonist anymore.
He met him on the first day.
Tang San was calm. Polite. He wore a simple cloth robe and kept mostly to himself. But Lin Feng noticed something others didn't—the faint arrogance in his eyes. The careful manipulations in his speech. The way he subtly isolated others.
He's dangerous.
Lin Feng kept his distance. But fate had other ideas.
"Lin Feng, right?" Tang San approached him during lunch. "You're… interesting. Want to spar after class?"
That smile.
It wasn't friendly. It was testing.
"Sure," Lin Feng replied coolly. "But I'm fragile. Try not to break me."
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The Sparring Match
They met behind the training hall.
Lin Feng already knew he couldn't match Tang San physically. But this wasn't about winning—it was about measuring him.
Tang San moved fast. Unnaturally fast for a six-year-old.
His martial arts were too refined, too perfect. Lin Feng blocked one strike, then another. But the third sent him tumbling.
Tang San stepped back, tilting his head. "You're calm even in defeat. Most kids cry when they're hit."
"I've seen worse," Lin Feng muttered.
Tang San's eyes narrowed.
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Spirit Awakening Ceremony
A week passed.
The day of the Spirit Awakening arrived. All children gathered in the temple hall. The elder, Su Yuntao, arrived with his Spirit Hall robes.
"Step forward, children."
Tang San went first. As expected—Blue Silver Grass. No one paid much attention… until he displayed innate full soul power.
Whispers exploded in the hall.
Lin Feng felt the pressure. He stepped up next.
Su Yuntao placed the orb in his hand.
Nothing.
Then—
[Chaos Signature Detected.]
[Spirit Awakening Override Initiated.]
The orb shattered.
Dark mist exploded from Lin Feng's palm, swirling into the form of a… mechanical spear wrapped in chains of light and shadow.
Everyone gasped. Even Su Yuntao.
"What… is that?"
[Spirit Type: Prototype Chaos Spirit – Bound Form.]
[Rarity: Unknown.]
[Soul Power: 0… due to soul fracture.]
Lin Feng collapsed. Pain seared through him. His system was screaming inside his mind.
[Warning: Spirit forcibly awakened through chaos energy.]
[Soul instability critical.]
He passed out.
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The Dream of Chains
In his dream, Lin Feng stood in a field of white.
Two chains wrapped around his ankles.
Above him, stars exploded. A massive eye opened in the sky.
"You are incomplete."
The voice was different from the R.O.B. It was… part of his spirit?
"You seek strength, but your soul is broken. Fix yourself—or be consumed by chaos."
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Waking Up
Lin Feng awoke in the academy infirmary.
Tang San was there, watching him.
"You survived," Tang San said. "Impressive."
Lin Feng smiled faintly. "Disappointed?"
Tang San turned and left. But Lin Feng saw it.
That flicker of annoyance.
He's already viewing me as a threat.
The game had begun.
And Lin Feng was no pawn.
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System Interface – Now Active
[Chaos Points: 100]
[Chaos Skill Tree Unlocked.]
[Contract System: Locked]
[Artificial Spirit Development: Locked]
[Dimensional Travel: Locked until Chapter 200+]
[AI Assistant: Not Installed]
[Power Rank: None – Soul Fractured]
So this is going to be a long grind, Lin Feng thought.
He didn't mind. He'd gone from nothing before.
And this time, he had a goal.
Surpass Tang San. Defeat him. Break fate. Build something greater.
Maybe… even a harem.
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To be continued…
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