Rewrite Protocol: Begin Eternity
"The pen rewrites. The sword enforces. The soul decides."
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Inside the Fracture of Time
Time was no longer linear.
To those watching from the outside—if any still existed—the battlefield was a frozen, flickering mosaic of moments: trees that burned and regrew in a heartbeat; shadows stretching backward; a sunrise and sunset playing simultaneously in the sky.
In the center of this storm stood Valefor—once Aedric Valtoris.
Author of anomalies.
Breaker of chains.
The Godkiller.exe loomed before him in its evolved form, now fully fused. Its face had reshaped into a featureless mask—etched with every commandment of the System. Divine Law incarnate. Its body pulsed with layers of shimmering code. Each pulse held weight—like reality was struggling to remain coherent around it.
And yet Valefor stood tall.
The golden sigils orbiting him grew faster, brighter. His body was bleeding through timelines—half in the present, half in every possible future.
Beside him, Selene had stabilized. Her body no longer flickered like before—her spirit had become whole. Reincarnation was never this immediate, never this absolute. But she had not reincarnated. She had been written back.
And Caelen?
Wounded. Shattered ribcage. Arm dislocated.
Still grinning.
Still standing.
> "Time's gone mad," she muttered. "I love it."
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System Breach in Progress
The battlefield trembled as lines of code began weaving into the very air.
> [REWRITE PROTOCOL INITIALIZED]
[SYSTEM CORE: DECOHERENCE WARNING]
[EXECUTION CLASS: BEYOND OMEGA]
USER: VALEFOR – ACCESS GRANTED
INPUT REWRITE COMMAND...
Valefor narrowed his eyes. Then he spoke—not in voice, but in code.
> "Remove execution priority on anomaly tag: Aedric Valtoris. Grant narrative immunity layer to Selene. Restore command seed to primal state."
The Godkiller.exe twitched.
Fought.
Resisted.
> ERROR. ERROR. AUTHOR-RANK AUTHORITY CLASH
GODKILLER.EXE IS ADAPTING…
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The Godkiller Changes the Game
The construct stopped.
Its hands opened, and a cube of swirling black code appeared in its palm.
Caelen took a step back. "Is that—?"
"Yeah," Valefor said grimly. "A Rewrite Token."
Not just a tool.
Not just a weapon.
A System override capable of altering the Rulebook.
One had been used once before—by the gods—to erase an entire continent from history.
Now, the Godkiller held it.
> "You are not the only one who can author fate," it said. Its voice was still hollow, synthetic—but now, for the first time, it had emotion.
> "I am the counter-author."
With that, it hurled the Rewrite Token at the sky.
The heavens split.
Reality began reshaping.
Not in favor of freedom.
But in favor of complete correction.
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Decision Point: The Soul's Ink
Valefor grabbed Selene's hand.
Their energies intertwined—not as lovers, not yet—but as bound anomalies who had broken too many rules to count.
Behind them, Caelen anchored herself to the flux of time using a blade driven through the ground.
"We don't have long," she said.
Valefor didn't need long.
He needed truth.
He raised his hand—and instead of another spell, or even another command—he spoke a name.
> "Aedric Valtoris."
The name rippled through the battlefield.
It was his name.
The one the System had tried to erase, rewrite, silence.
But names had power.
When claimed with full intent, they became anchors.
The System screamed.
The Godkiller.exe lurched—its Rewrite Token faltering, shaking midair.
Selene's soul flared violet.
Caelen laughed wildly as thunder cracked through the warped time field.
> "So we're rewriting ourselves?" she asked. "About damn time."
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Rewrite Protocol Fully Activated
The world exploded with golden light.
Time paused. Not because it failed—but because it obeyed.
Valefor hovered above the battlefield now—no longer just a man. Not quite a god. Something in-between.
A sovereign of possibility.
> [ALL THREADS CONVERGING]
[NEW NARRATIVE DECLARED]
"The System made me. But I no longer serve it. I am my own Editor. And I choose what comes next."
He clenched his fist—and the Rewrite Token in the sky shattered.
The heavens screamed.
The Godkiller.exe roared—distorted, glitching, its final protocol igniting like wildfire.
And yet, Valefor looked calm.
"Let it come," he whispered.
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