The New Year had come. The estate was quiet, but the tension was thick enough to taste. Lady Alice Ardyn sat at the head of the long dining table, polished to a mirror shine, looking every bit the elegant host—but there was weariness in her posture. A maid hovered nearby, holding a tray covered in rich red cloth. She stepped forward, offering it to the butler. He took it with a practiced bow, smiled faintly at Lady Alice, and placed it carefully on the sideboard. Every movement seemed rehearsed, almost ritualistic, but the air felt charged, like the house itself was holding its breath.“Madam, someone of special status is expected to pay their New Year’s respects tonight. The guest may arrive around midnight,” the butler said, calm and careful, each word weighed as if it might tip the balance of the room.Lady Alice’s gaze sharpened immediately. The brief tightening of her jaw spoke volumes. But when she looked at the boy sitting nearby—the clone she had grown attached to—the edge of w

Kael Ardyn stood in the dim light of his underground lab, eyes glued to the live feed above. The standoff on the surface… it was tense, electric. You could almost feel it in the air. His gut told him, tonight wouldn’t end peacefully.His foster mother, Lady Alice Ardyn, had made her choice. She was ready.Kael hesitated for barely a second, then pressed the sequence. Far below, hidden pods stirred. The biochemical warriors inside flexed and shifted, preparing to surge upward. He couldn’t let Alice be overwhelmed, not even for a moment.Above, a metallic voice cut through the air. “Alice, you’ve always been exceptional in combat,” the insectoid man said. His compound eyes caught the light, glinting cold and calculating. “Your bio mecha multiplies your strength many times over. But I have been modified by the Supreme Queen Larva. My power is no longer beneath yours.“I didn’t come alone. Over fifty elite insectoids accompany me. Each is nearly as strong as I am.”Alice’s gaze didn’t falt

Kael Ardyn had already made up his mind.There was no room left for second thoughts. If he wanted to push his research any further, he needed a stronger core, something that could command every infected unit without collapse, rebellion, or unexpected failures. The solution was already clear in his head. He would find the Destruction Girl of this world and convince her to become the ultimate mother body for the mechanical infection entity he had created.“Lyndric Fayne, take me to the Destruction Girl,” Kael said silently in his mind. “I’ve decided. She’ll be my research subject.”A familiar mechanical voice answered immediately, calm and precise as always.“Host request submitted. Target confirmed: Destruction Girl. Approval granted.Transmission destination confirmed as Prison Space.Friendly reminder: Prison Space completely isolates external detection and interference. Most War God System functions will be restricted while inside.A space-time gate will open shortly. The host will

Kael Ardyn moved through the underground facility with quiet focus, assigning tasks to the cloned humans one by one. Each of them had already completed their mechanical lifeform evolution while blending in among ordinary people. They looked human on the outside, spoke like humans, laughed like humans, but inside, they carried something far more dangerous.His orders were simple, but ruthless.If an opportunity appeared, they were to travel to distant planets, build hidden underground testing zones, infect human colonies, and slowly replace ordinary citizens with clones. The replacements would not just mimic life. They would become mechanical biochemical warriors, loyal only to Kael and ready to reshape the balance of power across the galaxy.With the Destruction Girl now standing on his side and the mechanical biochemical virus finally stabilized, Kael no longer felt the need to hide for another year. That old plan felt small now. The project had grown into some

Morning crept in quietly, pale light slipping through thin clouds and painting soft shadows over the sleeping city.Kael Ardyn stood by the window of the military transit hub, staring at the admission letter in his hand. Official seal of the Celestial Dominion Military. Light paper, heavy meaning. The academy is named after the letter—Aurelian War Academy. Every soldier’s dream. Few ever made it.The place was legendary, a peak of military training. Every decade, it produced one general who would be remembered. Names whispered in corridors, printed in history. Walls of discipline, towers of knowledge, relentless competition.Kael held the two-page letter, thinking about the past year. Funny how a year could change everything. He had spent months barely surviving the frontlines, clinging to scraps of power from the War God System. If he hadn’t thrown himself into that chaos, this academy would still be a dream, unreachable and cruel. Fate had a strange sense of humor. It opened doors i