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Super God Pilot

Humanity once believed that war would be fought with guns, missiles, and brute strength. But in an age where mechs fuse with divine bloodlines and pilots wield powers that defy reality, the battlefield has become a proving ground for the gods themselves.

Kairos was just another nameless pilot, struggling to carve his destiny in a universe ruled by legendary warlords, immortal emperors, and celestial machines. But when an ancient Phoenix falls at the end of a dying era, its final embers find their way into him, igniting a power unseen in all of existence.

With the SGP System, Kairos can evolve his genes, upgrade his mech, and transcend the very limits of mortality. But power comes with a cost—enemies that see him as a threat to the balance, a tragic past that refuses to stay buried, and an unknown force lurking in the void, waiting for him to ascend.

To survive, Kairos must pilot his destiny, forge legendary bonds, and surpass the gods themselves.

Because in a war where pilots become myths and machines become legends, only one can stand at the top.

This is the story of the Super God Pilot.

The Super God Pilot

The academy's combat simulation chamber smelled of scorched metal and sweat. Kairo Müller wasn't asleep. He hadn't even left the room since the trial ended.

His hands trembled. The training suit clung to his skin, damp with cold sweat. Around him, shattered drone casings littered the floor—ghosts of a battle he wasn't sure he'd truly fought.

A single replay flickered on the projection screen in front of him.

Something that wasn't him, but was inside him.

Kairo exhaled. His body still felt like it was burning from the inside out, as if something ancient had stirred within his veins. He flexed his fingers, watching the tiny sparks of heat ripple under his skin. Not normal. Not human.

He had read about it in textbooks—an extinct relic, a legend passed down in military history. A gene so rare that most dismissed it as a myth.

But that myth had just moved his body like a puppet on strings.

A sharp chime sounded from his wrist console. SGP System Notification.

> "Strength lies in control. Embrace the fire within."

Kairo scowled at the words. Control? Was that what had happened? Because it hadn't felt like control. It had felt like being devoured.

The door slid open behind him. Kairo tensed before he even saw who it was. Arthur Blackwood.

The man moved like a shadow, his presence filling the room without a sound. Dark uniform. Cold eyes. The kind of man who didn't speak unless his words could cut through steel.

Arthur stopped a few feet away, his gaze falling to the replay footage. He watched, silent. Kairo's mech dodging a fatal hit. A perfect counterattack. A reaction time that no human could replicate.

Arthur's eyes didn't waver. "Liar."

Kairo's fists tightened. The heat in his veins surged, licking at the edges of his control. But Arthur simply studied him, unreadable.

"Do you know why the Phoenix Gene is feared?" Arthur continued.

Kairo swallowed. "Because it makes pilots stronger."

Arthur exhaled softly. A sound dangerously close to disappointment.

"No. Because it makes them unstable."

Kairo's heartbeat pounded in his ears. He thought back to the moment in the trial—the split second where his mech had moved too perfectly, dodged too precisely. The voice in his head whispering, guiding.

Arthur stepped closer. "I don't care if you think this is a gift, Müller. You need to understand something right now." His voice was steel. "A weapon that can't be controlled is only one thing."

Kairo forced himself to meet his gaze. "And what's that?"

The First Awakening