He stared at the glowing words in the chat window.
His pulse raced. His thoughts spun.
"Rebirth changed the order of the world—But this decaying world was already a broken, rotten game…"
Before he could finish reading, the screen glitched.
A cold wind swept across his back.
He turned.
She was there again.
The hex-marked woman.
Unchanged. Unbothered. Eyes like polished steel.
She stepped forward from the shadows, that same calm smile curving her lips.
"You're taking this too seriously," she said softly."It's just a game."
He clenched his fists.His chest burned — with memory, with pain, with rage.
"Just a game?" he spat."I died. I watched children get slaughtered. I bled for my kingdom.And now you call it a game?"
She tilted her head.
"You chose to return. You volunteered."
"Under a lie," he snapped."You never gave me the truth."
She shrugged slightly.
"The truth is for survivors."
Then, without warning, she vanished into mist —and a new system prompt took her place.
[New Directive: Escape the Script][Break the Game. Rewrite the World.]
They sent him to the same cave.
Again.
The yogi servant walked ahead, silent as ever — the red dot between her brows pulsing like a cold warning light.
He followed without a word.
But this time… he knew.
As they neared the cave's mouth, a message flickered in his vision:
[Glitchborn Skill: Soul Recall – Active][Trigger: Emotional Loop Detected][Reward: Memory Sword – Manifest Now?]
Yes.
He didn't hesitate.
A sharp hum split the air — and suddenly, a glowing blade materialized in front of him, floating like it had been waiting for this moment.
His fingers curled around the hilt.Cold. Real. Alive.
The servant turned.
"You know what to do," she said, her tone empty.
He stared at her — and saw not a person, but a machine in flesh.A monster.
He stepped forward.
"You bring me here again and again," he said."You send me to kill children… as if they're enemies.""You call yourself a guide — but no child would love someone like you."
She didn't move.
"They don't love you," he hissed. "Because you don't care about their world. You never did."
And with that, he raised the sword—
—and drove it into her chest.
The blade pierced clean through, glowing with the fury of every soul she had stepped over.
Her eyes widened — not in pain, but in surprise.
[CRITICAL STRIKE: SCRIPT BREAK SUCCESSFUL][AI Anchor Disrupted – Chaos Path Unlocked]
As she crumpled to her knees, flickering like static, he stepped over her.
"I'm done playing nice," he whispered."This game is broken—And I'm here to destroy it."
He stood at the cave's mouth.
Silence.
Then, a whisper—
"Kids… are you okay?"
His voice was soft, trembling. The sword hung at his side, dripping with the weight of choices.
And then—
Laughter.
Tiny footsteps.Shadows.Dozens of children ran out from the cave, their eyes shining with joy.
"Big brother!""You came back!""You're a hero!"
They circled around him, hugging his legs, tugging at his arms. Smiling.
He dropped to one knee, a broken laugh escaping his chest.
For the first time since waking in the coffin… he felt warm.
They tugged him gently to the ground. "Rest now," one whispered. "You saved us."
He smiled.Eyes closed.Arms wide.
Peace.
But then—
A strange silence.
Too quiet.
His eyes opened.
A boy stood above him.
His smile was still there… but it was wrong.
In his hands, he held the glowing sword.
The same one the hero had summoned with his wrath.
The boy tilted his head.
"You know," he said calmly, "this is what you deserve."
And before the hero could move, before he could breathe—
The sword plunged into his skull.
Darkness exploded across his vision.
Pain.
Confusion.
Betrayal.
[You have died.][System Alignment Shifting: You Trusted Too Easily.]
[Warning: Game Morality Has Been Rewritten.]
The last thing he saw was the children's faces—
Still smiling.
But now…
They smiled like monsters.
Darkness.
Pain.
Silence.
Then… the familiar ping of a system window opening inside his shattered mind.
A glowing chatbox faded into view.But this time, the message was different.
[System Alert: You Have Died – AGAIN]
Killing is good. Killing earns EXP.
You are now in Monster-Class.Therefore:– You do not gain morality.– You do not earn trust.– You are not bound by compassion.
You are not required to "understand."
Actions define alignment. You killed. You bled.You are now playing by Monster Rules.
"As above, so below.""As you do unto others, so shall the game do unto you."
He floated in the void, eyes wide, heart cold.
"No…" he whispered. "That's not what I wanted. I didn't… choose this."
But the system didn't care. It never did.
[System Locked to Class: MONSTER][Restrictions Applied: You cannot use Mercy, Love, or Redemption-based Skills.]
He screamed into the black.
And the only answer…Was a single, flickering message at the bottom of the screen:
Welcome to your real level.
The void pulsed.The system messages faded into static.
He floated there — broken, burning, cursed.
Then…
Footsteps.
Soft. Cold. Familiar.
She appeared again.
The hex-marked woman.
Same blond hair like liquid silk.Same gray eyes that watched like mirrors.
But this time—He didn't kneel.He didn't flinch.
He stared at her, eyes like dying stars.
"You again."
She didn't answer at first. Just stood there, as if admiring the damage.
"You're adapting faster than expected," she said softly.
"Don't flatter me," he spat. "You turned me into a monster."
She tilted her head.
"You turned yourself into a monster. I simply… allowed the system to show you what you already are."
His fists clenched.
"I trusted the children. I tried to stop the killing. I asked for truth."
Her smile widened, just a little.Not warm — but amused.
"And the game punished you for it. Isn't that fascinating?"
He took a step forward, voice like steel dragging across stone.
"Why do you keep showing up?"
Her gray eyes shimmered.
"Because," she whispered, "I'm the only one who doesn't lie to you."
The void shook.
[System Distortion Detected][Entity: "Hex" – Role Unknown. Alignment: ERROR]
"I'm not your pawn," he said.
"No," she agreed. "You're a piece that walked off the board."
She leaned closer.
"And now… I want to see what a monster like you does when he stops playing by the rules."
He stood in the void, barely breathing.
The system still flickered from the distortion.The woman — the Hex-marked liar — watched him in silence.
Then she stepped forward.
Her smile was gone.
"You," she said slowly, "were saved by me."
Her voice deepened. The air trembled.
"You killed my servant. So where," she hissed, "are her boxes?"
He blinked. "Boxes…?"
She laughed — a twisted, echoing laugh that split reality in half.
"Boxes — the weapons, the supplies, the gifts from the world.She carried my will… and you destroyed her without collecting what was mine."
He stepped back. "I didn't even know—"
"That's the problem!" she shrieked."You didn't notice! You didn't ASK! You moved without PERMISSION!"
Her body warped. Her limbs cracked outward. Her head twisted—
And then she transformed.
Flesh peeled back.
She became a massive, twisted carrot-shaped monster, veined with glowing roots and glitching hex symbols.
Her voice boomed like thunder:
"MY THINGS. MY WORLD. MY RULES."
The void shook. System panels shattered like glass.
"How dare you act without satisfying me first?"
Her eyes flared green."You forget I summoned you. I gave you rebirth. I was your salvation."
"And this is how you repay me?"
She raised one clawed hand.
"You are ungrateful. Disobedient. Broken.So now — I will end you."
He tried to move—But the weight of her voice crushed him.
"You will die," she spat."And I will wake up a better version of you. One that obeys."
Her body pulsed, growing larger, more grotesque.
"I AM RC QUEEN!"
[Final Override Initiated][GAME MASTER THREAT LEVEL: Ω]
He died again.
No scream. No glory.Just the sound of bones snapping, limbs tearing, and laughter — tiny, childish laughter.
The children tore him apart.
The same ones he tried to save.
The same ones who smiled like monsters.
Then came the silence.And the message.
[System Death Log: You have died 3 times.]
Cause: Disobedience. Rebellion. Unapproved Speech.
Classification Updated: Monster Class – Sublevel: Crawler (Form: Snake)
You have lost: Humanoid status, moral access, system privileges.
You are now: A Snake.
His soul twisted, and his body reformed—long, cold, scaled.
He hissed in the dark.
His hands were gone. His voice was gone.
Just slithering silence.
[New System Option Detected]
You have died under Player Authority: RC Queen.
Offer: Transfer to SYSTEM TEAM CONTROL.
You will no longer be under RC's rule.You will no longer be treated as a player.
Would you like to be a Servant of the System Core instead?
Two buttons appeared:
[ YES – Serve the System Team ][ NO – Remain RC Queen's property ]
He stared.
Or rather — he felt himself stare, as much as a snake could.
RC Queen had resurrected him.But she used him. Broke him. Mocked him.
Now the system offered… something else.
Was it salvation? Or just another cage?
The screen faded.
His body burned.
His snake form twisted into light — not freed, but repurposed.
[Transferring to SYSTEM CORE ACCESS LAYER]
New Rule Binding: SYSTEM TEAM SERVANT LEVEL 1
You now obey the root law of this world:
"Let those who already have, gain more.""Let those with less, lose more."
The words carved themselves into his mind like scars.He hissed in pain.
"No… That's not balance. That's not fair…"
[FAIRNESS is not required.][Fairness is a human glitch.]
You are no longer human.
The darkness cleared.
He slithered out onto a glass platform, floating above endless data fields — rivers of red and white light.
Other figures moved in the shadows.System Servants. Broken souls in twisted forms.
Above them all… floated the System Eye.
It watched everything.
Spoke in voices layered with thousands of tones.
"Welcome, Snake."
"You now serve not the players. Not the queens. But the Code itself."
He lifted his head.
Even as a serpent…Even stripped of humanity…
He spoke.
"Then I'll destroy the code."
"And write a new world."
And I ll kill all the MFAs in this game !