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Chapter 585
The roar of the crowd was not human. It sounded like a million starving wolves screaming in the dark. It was the sound of pure, blinding greed. In the center of the ruined plaza of Apex City, a hundred thousand players surged forward. They did not care about the broken sky. They did not care about the falling ash. They only cared about one thing. They looked at Everett. They saw his torn, dark brown cloak. They saw his pale, gray right hand. They saw the heavy black sword resting in the dirt. But most of all, they saw the invisible crown of the Creator. Overlord Everett, the shiny, perfect, golden copy of Everett from another timeline, stood high on his clean white stairs. He smiled a wicked, cruel smile. "Kill him!" the Overlord yelled into the sky. "Take his blood! Speak the password! Become gods!"The massive ocean of players charged. Everett stood perfectly still. He breathed in the hot, dusty air. His chest burned with terrible pain. His left arm was completely shattered, t
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The Overlord took a step forward. "But to merge the timelines, there can only be one Creator file," the Overlord whispered. "I have to delete the duplicate. You have to die, brother."Survivor Everett raised his heavy, jagged black iron sword. He stood in front of Lyra and Silas. He stood in front of the massive crowd of terrified players. "I have fought tyrants before," Survivor Everett said quietly. "Your shiny armor does not scare me."The Overlord laughed again. It was a dark, evil sound. "You think we are going to fight a duel?" the Overlord mocked him. "You think I am going to cross swords with a dirty, one-armed beggar who has exactly 1 Health Point? I do not fight peasants. I make the peasants fight for me."The Overlord turned his back on Survivor Everett. He looked out at the massive crowd of hundreds of thousands of players. The players who had been hiding in fear. The players who had lost their magic and their resurrection. "Listen to me, players of the Continuum!" the
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The giant golden citadel had landed right in the center of the city, crushing several large buildings beneath its massive weight. The golden gates of the citadel slowly opened. A bright, beautiful, perfect white light spilled out of the gates. "Get back!" Everett yelled to the crowd of players. He jumped out of the truck and ran to the front of the crowd. "Do not go near it!"The players backed away. They were still terrified of permanent death. They hid behind broken statues and overturned cars. Everett stood in the front, holding his black sword. Silas and Lyra stood right behind him. Footsteps echoed from the golden gates. Someone was walking out of the shining light. Everett narrowed his green eyes. A man stepped out of the golden citadel and walked to the edge of the stairs. The man was tall and incredibly muscular. He wore beautiful, flawless armor made of shining, polished gold and pure white diamonds. A massive, glowing red cape flowed behind him in the wind. He held
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Everett dropped to his knees again. He hid his face in his hands. "I built the cage, Silas," Everett sobbed loudly. "The nobles used my machine to starve you. The Pilgrim is using my machine to delete you. Every drop of blood spilled in this world is my fault. I am the reason Alice died. I am the reason Sarah died."Silas stared at the giant, crying man. For ten years, Silas had hated the System. He had hated the machine that gave power to greedy kings and left good people to die in the mud. And now, he was standing in front of the man who built it. Silas felt a hot flash of pure anger in his chest. His hand squeezed the barrel of his rifle. But then, Silas looked at Everett’s body. He saw the deep, ugly, jagged scars covering Everett’s face. He saw the pale, gray, artificial right arm that clicked and glitched with a terrible delay. He saw the bloody bandages wrapped around crushed ribs. Silas let go of his rifle. He let it hang on his back. He walked forward. He grabbed Evere
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The monsters jumped. There were hundreds of them. Void Crawlers with jagged black teeth. Chrono-Beasts made of purple lightning and broken pixels. They leaped through the air, screaming and hissing. They aimed their sharp claws directly at Everett’s chest. Everett knelt in the dark dirt of the crater. He did not move. He did not pick up his heavy black sword, the Null-Edge. His plain steel sword lay broken on the ground miles away. His pale, artificial right hand hung loose at his side. He looked up at the monsters, but he did not really see them. He was looking at his own horrible, terrible guilt. “I built this,” Everett thought. His mind was drowning in the dark memory he had just unlocked. “I am the Original Creator. I wrote the code for these monsters. I wrote the rules that let the nobles starve the poor. I caused all of this pain.” He closed his eyes. He was ready to die. He wanted the monsters to tear him apart. He felt he deserved it. He was the author of the apocalypse.
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Everett felt a grief so profound, so absolute, and so heavy that it bypassed his physical body completely. The pain did not live in his broken ribs. It did not live in his severed nerves. It lived deep inside the very core of his mind. He had saved the world again. He had sacrificed his own happiness to keep the timeline stable. But as the grief washed over him, something strange began to happen inside his brain. The grief was like a massive, heavy hammer. It smashed against a thick, dark, invisible wall inside his own memory. For ten years, Everett had believed a simple story. He believed he was a poor grocery store worker. He believed the System arrived, the monsters attacked, and the scientists kidnapped him because he was poor and defenseless. He believed they tortured him and poured raw code into his blood to make him a weapon. But as the grief hit that mental wall... the wall cracked. A sudden, blinding flash of white light exploded inside Everett’s mind. He dropped to his
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