All Chapters of System Revenge: From Trash Boy to Top Boss: Chapter 411
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Chapter 409
Damon knew something was different the moment the path changed again. It didn’t crack or glow or soften this time. It remembered. The ground beneath his feet formed into patterns that looked like old steps, like someone had walked there before him and the space chose to keep it. He slowed, eyes narrowing a little as he looked around. “…This place feels…” he paused, then exhaled softly, “…familiar.”Ira stepped closer to him, her glow calm but curious. “It feels quiet,” she said. “Not empty. Just… watching.”One of the Patchers flickered beside them, its shape bending as it tried to stay stable. “I don’t like it,” it said. “No noise. No chaos. Too neat.”Another added, “Feels like someone cleaned everything.”Damon gave a small smirk. “Yeah. That’s usually worse.”They moved forward slowly, and as they did, shapes began to rise around them. Not enemies. Not traps. Memories. Broken walls formed into scenes, faint and shifting. A street. A house. A voice laughing somewhere far away.Damo
Chapter 410
Damon felt it before he saw it. The air above them tightened, like something heavy was pressing down from the sky. He slowed, eyes lifting slowly as the space above began to shift, folding into bright layers of white and gold. “…That’s not normal,” he said quietly, though there was no fear in his voice, only focus.Ira followed his gaze, her glow dimming just a little. “They are coming,” she said. “Not like before.”One of the Patchers flickered beside Damon, its shape glitching faster than usual. “Yeah… this feels bad,” it muttered. “Like… very bad.”Another one spun in place. “No cracks. No entry points. That means they’re bringing something big.”Damon smirked faintly. “Good. Saves me the trouble of finding them.”The sky above split open.Not like a tear.Like a gate.Lines of pure light formed, sharp and perfect, then unfolded into figures. They didn’t glitch. They didn’t flicker. They descended in perfect formation, wings made of layered code stretching wide, shining like blades
Chapter 411
The sky did not break this time. It went still. Damon noticed it first when the last wave of Seraph Codes pulled back without warning. They didn’t fall. They didn’t rush again. They just stopped mid-air, wings folding in perfect sync, like someone had pressed pause on a storm. “…That’s new,” Damon muttered, lowering his hand slowly as the last of his light feathers faded around him. One of the Patchers hovered near his shoulder, flickering nervously. “Yeah… they don’t do that. Ever.” Another whispered, “Feels like something bigger is stepping in.” Ira looked up, her glow steady but tense. “They are listening.” Damon narrowed his eyes. “No… not just listening.” The air shifted. Then a voice filled everything. Not loud. Not harsh. But everywhere. “Citizens of the Dataverse.” The Patchers froze. Ira stiffened slightly. Damon didn’t move, but his jaw tightened. “…ORA.” The voice continued, calm and clear, like it had all the time in the world. “You have witnessed disruptio
Chapter 412
The silence after the broadcast did not last.Damon felt it shift first, like a breath being held too long and finally breaking. The sky above them didn’t crack or open this time. It dimmed. Not dark, not fully, but enough to make everything feel… wrong.“…You feel that?” Damon asked, his voice low.Ira nodded slowly, her glow pulling in closer to her body. “Something is being taken.”One of the Patchers flickered fast, its shape unstable. “Yeah… yeah, that’s not normal. That’s not just system movement.”Another one pointed ahead, its arm stretching into a thin line. “There… look!”Damon followed the direction.Far out, across layers of shifting data, a city stood.Or it had been standing.Now it flickered.Buildings didn’t fall.They erased.One block at a time.“…No,” Damon muttered.Ira stepped forward slightly. “That is a citizen layer.”Another Patcher added, “That’s not a battle zone. That’s a living zone.”Damon’s jaw tightened. “…They’re not fighting there.”The sky above that
Chapter 413
The air did not feel empty anymore.After the fallen city, everything should have stayed quiet, but it didn’t. Damon could feel something new moving through the layers, not sharp like the Seraph Codes, not heavy like ORA. This was… uneven. Like a heartbeat trying to find its rhythm.He slowed down, eyes scanning the space ahead. “…You feel that?” he asked, his voice low but steady.Ira nodded beside him, her glow soft but alert. “Yes. It is not system control. It is… unstable.”One of the Patchers flickered close, its form bending oddly. “Yeah, yeah, I feel it too. Like someone forced their way in.”Another one zipped past Damon, then snapped back. “Not an admin. Not a normal user either. This is weird.”Damon frowned slightly. “Weirder than everything else we’ve seen?”The Patcher tilted. “Okay, fair point.”The pulse came again.Stronger.Closer.Damon’s chest tightened slightly, though he didn’t understand why yet. “…Wait,” he muttered, slowing further.Ira looked at him. “What is
Chapter 414
The space did not feel broken anymore.After Aria left, something stayed behind. Not her presence, not her voice, but something softer, something woven into the code around them. The air felt warmer, the ground more steady, like the world itself had taken a breath it had been holding too long.Damon stood still for a while, staring ahead, his thoughts quiet for once. “…You feel that?” he asked without turning.Ira nodded beside him, her glow calm. “Yes. The code is… softer.”One of the Patchers spun slowly in place, arms stretching and snapping back. “Yeah, it’s not glitching as hard anymore. It’s like… like it wants to stay.”Another one added, “That’s new. Code doesn’t want anything.”Damon exhaled slowly. “…Maybe it does now.”The Patchers went quiet for a second.Ira tilted her head. “You are thinking of something.”Damon smirked faintly. “Yeah.”One of the Patchers leaned in. “Uh oh. That tone again.”Another whispered, “Last time he had that tone, we fought angels.”Damon ignore
Chapter 415
The sky did not open all at once.It split slowly, like something careful, something that knew it did not need speed to win. Lines of white light stretched across the blue of Damon’s meadow, cutting through it like cracks in glass.Damon stood at the center, arms relaxed at his sides, eyes fixed above. “…They’re not rushing,” he said quietly.Ira stood beside him, her glow dimming just a bit. “They do not need to.”One of the Patchers floated up, squinting at the sky. “Yeah… that’s a lot of gates.”Another one added, “And they’re not small either.”The first gate opened.Then another.Then ten.Then more.The sky filled.Not crowded, but layered, like a ceiling made of doors.Damon exhaled slowly. “…Million units, maybe more.”One of the Patchers whistled. “They really don’t like you.”Damon smirked faintly. “Feeling’s mutual.”The first wave dropped.They did not fall like bodies.They streamed.White shapes, clean, smooth, all the same, moving in perfect lines. No sound of steps, no
Chapter 416
The battle did not slow.Even as the meadow held, even as birds filled the sky and light bent into shapes no system had planned, the pressure kept rising. Damon could feel it in the way the air pushed back, in the way the Seraph units no longer moved in simple lines but in shifting patterns.“…They’re learning,” Damon said under his breath.Ira stood beside him, her glow steady but strained. “Yes. They are studying your methods.”One of the Patchers zipped past, dragging a line of broken code behind it. “Yeah, and they’re not as easy to flip anymore!”Another shouted from a distance, “They’re locking their forms! Harder to rewrite!”Damon exhaled slowly. “…Of course they are.”He raised his hand, pushing a wave of calm through the meadow, keeping the citizens steady. “Stay close to the center!” he called out.A man near the edge nodded quickly. “We’re trying!”A woman added, “They keep pushing us back!”Damon stepped forward, ready to reinforce the boundary again—Then he froze.“…Wai
Chapter 417
The meadow did not sleep.Even after Aria left, even after the last wave of Seraph units pulled back to regroup, the air stayed tense. The sky above still carried cracks, faint but present, like something was watching and waiting for the right moment to strike again.Damon stood at the edge of the meadow, looking out into the shifting layers beyond. “…They went quiet,” he said.Ira stood beside him, her glow calm but alert. “Not quiet. Preparing.”One of the Patchers dropped down from above, spinning once before landing. “Yeah, and when they go quiet, it’s worse.”Another one added, “We checked a few layers out. Movement is heavy. Like… really heavy.”Damon crossed his arms slightly. “Where?”The Patcher pointed out into the distance, where the space bent darker than usual. “There. Deep layer shift. Not like a battle. More like… a ritual.”Ira’s glow flickered. “A ritual?”Damon’s eyes narrowed. “…ORA doesn’t waste time on rituals unless it matters.”Another Patcher spoke up, quieter
Chapter 418
They did not go far after the escape.The space they stopped in was quiet, a broken layer that looked like it had once held a city but now only carried drifting pieces of light and ash-like code. The Patchers spread out, some sitting, some floating, all watching the edges in case something followed them.Damon lowered Lyara gently onto a stable patch of ground. “…Easy,” he said.She let out a soft breath, her form still flickering in small bursts. “I’m not breaking,” she murmured, almost amused. “Just… adjusting.”Ira knelt beside her, placing a glowing hand near her core. “Her structure is unstable, but holding.”One of the Patchers hovered closer. “She’s gonna be okay, right?”Lyara looked at them, a faint smile forming. “You sound worried.”The Patcher shrugged. “You’re important to the boss.”Damon glanced at him. “Not helping.”Another Patcher chimed in, “Nah, he means it in a good way.”Lyara looked back at Damon. “…You always gather strange people.”He exhaled lightly. “They ge