UTILE

Kazenari Rei was an ordinary human, once lost in the despair of his mundane life. But when the collapse of his world arrived — powered by the cataclysmic force known as Honkai End — Rei’s soul was chosen for rebirth. Not as a hero. Not as a savior. But as something the world of High School DxD is not prepared for.

Armed with the power to awaken Spirits in ordinary humans — a twisted hybrid of the Date A Live system and Honkai resonance — Rei now walks among devils and angels as an unpredictable force. With a personality as calm as flowing water but wrath as deadly as a collapsing star, Rei keeps to the shadows, choosing neutrality… for now.

Eclipse of the Spirit: The Reincarnated Flame

The world did not shatter. It breathed.

Aether tides surged across the spirit web. From the furthest realms of Underlight to the celestial wards of Heaven's Cradle, every sentient flame recognized it: A new Sovereign had risen.

Rei stood at the epicenter of that recognition, thirteen flames circling him—none dominant, none submissive. It was a symphony of presence, not power.

Eirenne touched her chest, her breath caught. "He's… not Rei anymore."

Noira corrected gently. "He is Rei. But now the Rei who chooses what the system is."

Mireille knelt, data tears trailing from her eyes. "Codename confirmed: Ember Crowned. Authority beyond Sovereign. System architecture rewritten at quantum root."

And Rei? He looked toward the stars. Toward Vereth. Toward the Loom.

"I'm not here to conquer," he said. "I'm here to unchain."

Vereth screamed as the sky bled. He dragged the last threads of his divine loom into a noose around the Earth's spiritual axis.

"IF I CAN'T CONTROL THE SYSTEM, I'LL COLLAPSE IT!"

Reality distorted. Oceans inverted. The moon fractured into reflection shards.

But Rei walked. Not flew. Not dashed. Walked.

With every step, the Loom unraveled.

"You took spirits," Rei said. "You fragmented life into tools. You rewrote trauma as structure."

Rei opened his hands. Thirteen flames swirled—then condensed.

"Remember why the world sang in the first place."

A cascade of resonance, sorrow, joy, regret, and love swept through Vereth. The divine weaver crumbled, not from force— but from understanding.

"No…" Vereth wept. "You harmonized me…"

The Loom faded. And Vereth became what he once was: A child-spirit who dreamed of unity.

The system rebooted. But no longer as a tool of war.

Now it sang. It listened. And every registered spirit—not just Sovereigns—had a voice.

Rei stood at the edge of his Shrine, overlooking a world reborn.

Eirenne leaned against him. "You redefined what it means to be chosen."

Mireille smiled tiredly. "You created empathy into code."

Noira chuckled. "And somehow, you're still that bastard who forgets to sleep."

Rei looked down at his hands. "No crowns. Just flame. And presence."

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Chapter 153: The Ember Crowned