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Warning: This novel contains explicit adult content, violence, and a ruthless anti-hero MC. Read at your own risk. 

I was the strongest player in the world—until they betrayed me.

When I woke up, I wasn’t a player anymore. I was just an NPC. A nameless mob, doomed to be farmed for EXP and discarded like trash.

But then, I heard it:

(You have been killed.)
(Unique Skill Activated: Infinite Resurrection.)
(Each death makes you stronger.)

Every time a player slaughters me, I steal their stats, their skills, and their power. I evolve beyond the system’s control, beyond the limits of this world.

They thought I was nothing.
They thought they could use me, farm me, erase me.

Now, I am the final boss—and I will make them suffer.
On the battlefield, and in my bed.

They will submit. One way or another.

God of Death: Rise of the NPC Overlord

The battlefield was not of earth, nor sky, nor code.

‎The Ninth Seal pulsed before them, not as a door, but as a living contradiction—formed from entropy itself. Its presence devoured color, logic, and sound. The moment Darius, Celestia, Nyx, and Kaela approached, their senses blurred, their forms shimmering between states—digital and divine, mortal and memory.

‎The Ninth Seal was not meant to be broken.

‎It was meant to end all who tried.

‎[Void Approach – Threshold of the Seal]

‎"I don't like this," Kaela whispered, her voice more sensation than sound. "Something in this place... it's hungry."

‎Celestia reached for Darius, their palms touching, forming a stabilizing anchor between chaos and will.

‎Chapter 108 – The Ninth Seal: Devourer’s Genesis