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The Monster That Learned to Hate
Chapter 235: The Obsidian Tyrant came at Mark Shola with enough force to crack the black stone beneath his feet.Mark had no inventory.No combat skills.No authority over the monsters he had spent months evolving.And the creature charging toward him was the strongest monster he had ever raised.“Wonderful,” Mark muttered. “My employee review has officially become a murder attempt.”The Tyrant’s claws tore through the air.Mark threw himself sideways. The attack missed his chest but caught his shoulder, sending him tumbling across the platform. Pain exploded down his arm.He struggled upright.The Obsidian Tyrant stood between him and the Black Spire, its obsidian armor covered in silver markings. Those markings pulsed like veins beneath its scales.Behind it, the First Monster watched with unmistakable satisfaction.“Do you recognize him?” the ancient creature asked.The Tyrant lowered its massive head.
The Monster That Learned to Hate
Chapter 235:“Mark Shola.”The Obsidian Tyrant repeated his name, its enormous jaws vibrating with unnatural power. Black symbols crawled across its armor, and tendrils writhed beneath its scales.Mark wiped blood from his mouth.“I'm touched. Most of my creditors don't remember me this fondly.”The Tyrant lowered its head.“You abandoned us.”Mark's smile faded.“We remember the battles. The pain. The hunger. Every time our bodies broke, you demanded that we stand again.”Mark studied the creature. He remembered those battles, too. He had pushed his monsters beyond their limits because retreat often meant death. He had promised that their sacrifices would make them stronger.He had believed those promises.But believing he had made the right decisions didn't mean his creatures had agreed.“Did you want to stop?” he asked.The Tyrant's claws scraped the ground.“We were never asked.”For once, Mark had
The Army That Forgot Its Master
Chapter 234: The obsidian giant stood twelve meters tall, its fractured chest plates leaking pale, incandescent smoke that smelled of burned system logs. Its voice didn’t belong to a beast; it was flat, synthetic, and carried the crushing cadence of an automated performance review.“Mark Shola,” the giant repeated, its second set of eyes staring down with absolute, calcified contempt. “Evaluation index: negative. Contribution to long-term multiversal stability: zero. Direct cost of maintenance: unacceptable.”Mark wiped a smear of dirt and old blood from his jaw, his breath coming in shallow, rhythmic gasps. His ribs still throbbed from where the spatial fold had caught him, but the faint, 1% pulse of restored breeder authority felt like an ice-cold draft running down his spine.“You sound like my former accountant,” Mark said, his voice level. “Except he was slightly better dressed.”“I am the summation of your assets,” the giant replied. Its massive right arm shifted, the obsi
The Monster That Remembered Its Creator
Chapter 233: The first thing Mark Shola noticed was that the floor had stopped existing.Not cracked.Not collapsed.Stopped existing.A circular void swallowed the central platform, the First Author, and half the vault's remaining architecture. Mark hung above the darkness, held in place by the black thread wrapped around his wrist.Below him, two enormous eyes opened.They were not red, gold, or purple.They were the color of an empty system notification.Mark stared down at them.“Before we proceed, I'd like to register a complaint about the quality of monsters being released into my workplace.”The eyes blinked.A voice emerged from the void.“BREEDER.”The single word struck Mark harder than a physical attack. His bones vibrated. His crown flickered, and the remaining fragments of his inventory began dissolving into pale sparks.He immediately attempted to summon his status panel.[STATUS PANEL: UNAVAILABLE]“Fine.”He tried his monster roster.[MONSTER ROSTER
The Price of Original Ownership
Chapter 232: The Vault of Foundations screamed as it died. It wasn’t the sound of rending steel or collapsing stone, but the high, agonizing shriek of unwritten history. Every shelf of black glass dissolved into salt. Every ledger burned into a million fragments of grey ash that drifted upward through a sky that no longer had a ceiling. Mark Shola stood at the edge of the fracture, the dark thread he had torn from his chest dissolving into purple wisps of energy between his fingers. The First Author was on his knees, clutching his head as lines of golden script bled from his ears. "You didn't just break the hierarchy," the creator gasped, his voice thin and hollow like a reed in a storm. "You broke the leash. Do you have any idea what was tethered to the other end?" "I've dealt with difficult pets before," Mark said, though his hand—still curled into a fist—was shaking slightly. His chest felt hollow, carved out by the sudden removal of the anomalous ownership link.
The Creator’s Original Sin
Chapter 231: The vault doors refused to open.Mark Shola stood before them, his ownership registry still disconnected and his cosmic fortune inaccessible. Somewhere beyond the sealed entrance lay the transfer record that could determine whether Custodian Zero had any legitimate claim to the Original Ownership Seed.Unfortunately, the vault appeared to have the customer-service philosophy of a dead planet.Mark pressed his palm against the door.“Open.”Nothing happened.He knocked twice.“I have an appointment.”The First Signatory stood behind him, its pale coat drifting through the collapsing chamber.“THE VAULT REQUIRES ORIGINAL AUTHORIZATION.”Mark glanced over his shoulder.“Wonderful. Where do we find that?”The First Signatory turned toward the First Author.The creator's face tightened.Mark followed its gaze.“Oh, this is going to be good.”The First Author shook his head.“The a
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