The Thousand-Year Sign-In
The sakura petals drifted quietly in Ashborn Dimension.
Alexander stood still.
For the first time in a long while, he took a deep breath.
"…Sign in."
The system responded instantly.
System Notice:
Host has completed 1000 Years of Continuous Sign-In
Rewards have been upgraded to maximum authority
Alexander's eyes narrowed.
"…Show rewards."
The Reward That Shook Him
System Reward:
Shadow Monarch Army — Final State (Sung Jin-Woo)
Estimated Units: 10,000,000
Alexander went silent.
"…Ten million."
Even for him—
That number carried weight.
He nodded slowly.
"…Alright."
"Arise."
Alexander stepped fully into Ashborn Dimension.
The sky darkened—not with malice, but with sovereignty.
"Arise."
The ground trembled.
Shadows tore themselves free from nothingness.
Ten million figures emerged.
Knights.
Mages.
Beasts.
Commanders.
Each soldier radiated power—
From Surface Level to Heavenly Father Level.
And then—
The generals stepped forward.
Bellion.
Beru.
Tusk.
Igris.
Baium / Arch-Lich.
And others whose presence bent space itself.
Multi-Universe Level.
They all knelt as one.
"We greet our King."
Alexander looked over them.
No hunger.
No arrogance.
Only loyalty.
"I'm Alexander," he said calmly.
"Fight only when I command. Protect what I protect."
The army answered as one.
"By your will."
They dissolved back into shadow.
And in that moment—
Alexander felt it.
A New Peak
His cosmic power surged.
Not violently.
Naturally.
Multi-Universe — Beginner Stage
→ Multi-Universe — Peak
Ciel's voice echoed softly.
"Breakthrough complete, Alex."
Alexander exhaled.
"…Of course it happens now."
Hela's Unease
Leaving Ashborn Dimension, Alexander went to find Hela.
She had asked to see him.
Privately.
When he arrived, he felt it immediately.
Something was… off.
"Hela?" he asked gently.
She hesitated.
"I need to tell you something," she said quietly.
Before she could continue—
Reality rippled.
Alexander frowned.
"…That's not from Hel."
Elsewhere — The Greek Pantheon
Mount Olympus was loud.
Too loud.
Hera stood before the assembled gods.
Her voice was calm.
That frightened them more than anger.
"I am tired," Hera said.
"Tired of humiliation.
Tired of excuses.
Tired of you."
Zeus scoffed at first.
Then Aphrodite spoke.
"She's right."
Silence fell.
Zeus turned, stunned.
"You?" he snapped.
"Yes," Aphrodite said evenly.
"This time, I stand with her."
Laughter died.
Zeus's face darkened.
"You embarrass me," he said coldly.
"In my own pantheon."
Hera straightened.
"And you have embarrassed me for millennia."
Something broke.
"Fine," Zeus said sharply.
"We divorce."
The word echoed.
Hades narrowed his eyes.
Poseidon leaned back, unreadable.
Athena stiffened.
Demeter inhaled sharply.
Aphrodite stared.
"…You're joking."
"I am not," Zeus replied.
Hera closed her eyes.
Then nodded.
"…Very well."
She turned to leave.
Aphrodite hesitated only a moment—then followed.
"I'm coming with you," she said.
Hera paused.
They had clashed for ages.
But now—
Hera smiled faintly.
"…Thank you."
They left Olympus together.
The God Who Laughed
Zeus exhaled deeply.
Then laughed.
Finally free.
"Now," he said, turning to his brothers,
"let's drink."
He did not regret it.
Not yet.
Threads Converge
Back in Hel—
Alexander looked at Hela, uneasy.
"That disturbance…" he said.
Hela swallowed.
"…It's connected to Olympus."
The Phoenix within Alexander stirred.
Not in anger.
But in warning.
And somewhere in the universe—
Multiple paths were about to collide.