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100 years ago, the Awakening Surge reshaped the world. Humanity discovered the multiverse, and a percentage of the population began controlling ghosts, demons, and death energy. The story opens in the present, where the strong dominate, and Abyssal Coins are the key to survival. Xuian transmigrates into the body of a debt-ridden F-rank loser who is about to be executed by a gang of awakened mercenaries. However, Xuian’s Sovereign Core activates, marking his rebirth.

Sovereign of the Abyssal Dimensions

The golden skies of the Dominion of Eternal Light crackled with energy as the battle raged on. The Divine Warlord Azareth, clad in radiant armor, stood firm before Xuian, his celestial halberd glowing with immense power.

"You are an anomaly," Azareth declared, his voice echoing across the battlefield. "An existence that should not be."

Xuian smirked, his Celestial Abyss Monarch aura rippling around him. "I've heard that before. And yet, here I stand."

Azareth's grip on his halberd tightened. "Then you will fall like the rest who dared challenge us."

Xuian's golden-abyssal energy flared as he took a step forward. "Let's find out."

In an instant, he vanished, reappearing behind Xuian with a strike so fast it seemed to distort space itself. His halberd burned with celestial energy, descending like a meteor.

The impact sent shockwaves through the battlefield, causing structures to tremble. But Xuian was already gone.

He reappeared above Azareth, his blade humming with energy.

"Domain: Abyssal Suppression."

A sudden force spread across the battlefield, pressing down on everything. Azareth's golden energy flickered under the weight, his movements slowing.

Azareth barely managed to block in time. The collision of their weapons ripped through the city, creating massive cracks in the floating structures.

The divine warlord gritted his teeth. "This power… how do you have control over forces beyond this dimension?"

Xuian's smirk widened. "Hard work."

Without warning, he unleashed a second strike—faster, stronger.

Azareth's armor cracked, the divine energy within him surging wildly.

He vanished again—reappearing at Azareth's side.

Another strike landed.

A golden burst of energy erupted as Azareth staggered back, struggling to maintain his balance. His radiant form flickered, his strength waning.

Xuian pointed his blade at the weakened warlord. "Your dominion was built on the illusion of invincibility. But nothing lasts forever."

Azareth's glowing eyes dimmed. "No… this is not how it was meant to be…"

His form collapsed, his energy dispersing into the atmosphere.

The Lord of Celestial War had fallen.

The Divine Guardians, seeing their strongest protector defeated, began retreating. Their once-unshakable faith in their dominion had been shattered.

Liriel, Arvok, Karthos, and Lysara pressed forward.

Liriel's radiant magic swept across the city, securing their foothold.

Arvok and Karthos worked together, subduing the last of the defenders, while Lysara's shadow magic sealed off potential escape routes.

Xuian turned his gaze toward the central temple, the heart of the dominion's power.

His system flickered.

[Divine Capital Secured: 42%]

[Remaining Resistance Detected]

Xuian's smirk returned. "One last step."

With a single motion, he launched himself toward the temple.

The final battle for the Dominion of Eternal Light was about to begin.

End of Chapter 38

Chapter 38: The Warlord’s Last Stand