The night sky burned crimson.
Ash fell like snow as the world screamed beneath collapsing heavens.
In the middle of the chaos… a boy stood alone.
His white hair, once radiant under the moonlight, was now drenched in blood.
His blue eyes — cold, divine, and ancient — reflected a thousand dying stars.
> "You should never have been born," the system's voice echoed, hollow and metallic.
"Your existence defies order itself."
The boy smirked. "Then I'll defy it again."
With a single step forward, reality trembled.
The system interface, once glowing in his mind, shattered into fragments of light — disintegrating under the sheer pressure of his presence.
That was the day humanity's greatest weapon—the all-powerful System—was destroyed by its own creation.
But victory came with a price.
In a final surge of energy, the boy's body collapsed, his memories scattering across dimensions like shards of forgotten glass.
The legends called it the Fall of the Forbidden Clan.
The gods called it balance restored.
Centuries later…
In a peaceful city far from the ashes of history, a teenage boy opened his eyes.
He was ordinary—or so he believed.
Yet sometimes, when he looked into the mirror, he saw flickers of someone else — a man standing beneath a blood-red sky, smiling at the end of the world.
And deep within his soul… a voice whispered.
> "Awaken me… before they return."
The boy's heart raced. He didn't understand the words, nor the strange symbol that had begun glowing faintly on his hand — a symbol shaped like a broken system core.
That night, the stars began to fall again.
And somewhere beyond the edge of existence, an ancient power stirred…
The Forbidden God was beginning to awaken.
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