Episode-260

Words : 1592 Updated : Oct 3rd, 2025

Chapter : 519 But his mind was not at peace. It was buzzing, whirring, a cauldron of unanswered questions and terrifying new realities. The disastrous installation of the System 2.0 update, the volcanic eruption of his own uncontrolled powers, the chilling image of his mother’s Black Ring Eye as she had fought to save him—it was all a chaotic, jumbled mess. He needed answers. He needed to understand what had happened to him, what had been done to him. And there was only one source of information that could possibly explain the inexplicable. He closed his eyes, ignoring the dull ache that still pulsed through his body. He retreated from the silent, chilly suite, from the world of duchesses and Ice Princesses, and sank into the cool, logical, and newly upgraded, world of the System. The interface that bloomed behind his eyelids was different. The familiar, utilitarian blue screen was gone. In its place was something sleeker, more sophisticated. The background was a deep, shifting, star-filled void, the text a clean, sharp, and almost elegant, white font. The menu tabs—‘FARM STATUS’, ‘UPGRADES’, ‘QUESTS’, ‘CONVERSION’—were still there, but they glowed with a new, subtle, internal light. It felt less like a piece of software and more like a window into the cosmos. He explored the menus tentatively. The Farming interface was there, his 500 FC balance a quiet, satisfying testament to his long, hard grind. The Quest log was updated, the Goblin Suppression quest now marked as ‘ON HOLD - USER INCAPACITATION’. Everything seemed to be in order, just... shinier. More advanced. But then, he saw it. A new tab. One that had not been there before the update. It was at the very top of the main menu, a single, simple, and deeply, profoundly, perplexing word, blinking with a soft, inviting, golden light. [INQUIRY] He focused his will on the new tab. The interface shimmered, and a new prompt appeared, stark and simple against the star-dusted void. [System Voice Protocol: Activated.] [Verbal and Mental Inquiries Welcome.] Lloyd stared at the words, his mind struggling to process the implications. A voice? Verbal inquiries? The System, his silent, cryptic, and often infuriatingly vague, partner in this whole interdimensional mess, was now... offering to talk? He felt a surge of emotion so potent it was almost dizzying—a mixture of profound, almost religious, awe, and a deep, abiding, and slightly terrified, suspicion. For years, across two lifetimes, the System had been a silent, impersonal force. A menu. A tool. A cosmic vending machine for superpowers. The idea that it could now communicate, that it could answer questions, that it might possess a consciousness, a personality... it was a paradigm shift so fundamental it made his head spin. He had a thousand questions. A million. Where did you come from? Why me? What is the ultimate purpose of all this? Who is the Red Man in my dreams? What is the true nature of my reincarnations? The questions churned, a lifetime of confusion and mystery threatening to spill forth in a single, frantic torrent. But he was a strategist. A soldier. And he knew that the first volley in any engagement was critical. He had to be careful. He had to be precise. He had to test the limits of this new, unbelievable function. He took a deep breath, his heart hammering against his ribs. He decided to start with a simple, direct, and verifiable, question. He formed the words in his mind, then, feeling a profound sense of absurdity, he whispered them aloud into the silent, empty air of the suite. “System,” he began, his voice a hoarse, hesitant croak. “What... what happened to me? During the... the update installation?” For a moment, there was only silence. He felt a flicker of disappointment. Had he imagined it? Was it just another, more sophisticated, text-based menu? And then, he heard it. It was not a voice in his head, not a thought that was not his own. It was a sound. A real sound, that seemed to emanate from the very air around him, yet was audible only to him. It was a voice that was neither male nor female, a calm, smooth, and perfectly, almost unnervingly, modulated tone. It was the voice of pure, dispassionate, synthetic intelligence. “Greetings, User Lloyd Ferrum,” the voice said, the words clean, clear, and utterly devoid of emotion. “Your inquiry is registered. Processing... During the installation of the System 2.0 update, your core spiritual and Void power matrixes underwent a forced, high-velocity, and comprehensive, defragmentation and recalibration process.” Lloyd stared into the darkness of his own suite, his jaw slack. It was real. The System was talking to him. And it sounded... like a particularly calm, and slightly condescending, IT support technician from Earth. Chapter : 520 “Defragmentation?” he whispered back, his mind latching onto the familiar, anachronistic, computer-science term. “What... what does that mean?” “Your accumulated powers, User,” the calm, synthetic voice explained, “both inherited and acquired, were inefficiently integrated. Your primary Ferrum Void Power, your dormant Austin Void Power, and your bonded Spirit Power were operating as separate, often conflicting, systems. This created significant energy bottlenecks and potential for catastrophic feedback loops, as was demonstrated during your recent uncontrolled energy discharge.” It was a perfect, clinical diagnosis of the very chaos that had nearly killed him. “The 2.0 update,” the voice continued, “was designed to resolve these inefficiencies. It has created a new, unified power architecture. Your Void and Spirit energies are no longer separate rivers; they now flow from a single, integrated reservoir. This will allow for greater stability, more efficient energy expenditure, and the potential for new, synergistic abilities that leverage the unique properties of all your power sources.” A unified power architecture. Synergistic abilities. The concepts, so familiar to the engineer in him, so alien to this world of magic and bloodlines, sent a thrill of pure, intellectual excitement through him. This wasn't just an update; it was a complete system overhaul. An optimization. But the voice, the sentience behind it... that was the true mystery. “Who... what... are you?” Lloyd asked, the question a whisper of pure awe and trepidation. “Are you... the System?” There was a pause, a fractional hesitation that seemed, for the first time, almost... human. “I am a component of the System,” the voice replied finally. “A guide. An interface. A direct communication protocol. You may refer to me as... the Administrator.” The Administrator. The title was both grand and clinical, revealing nothing, yet implying everything. Lloyd’s relationship with the power that had defined his new life had just been fundamentally, irrevocably, changed. He was no longer just a user, clicking through menus. He was now in a dialogue. A dialogue with the ghost in his own machine. And he had a feeling that this conversation was only just beginning. The voice of the Administrator was a calm, synthetic river in the chaotic sea of Lloyd’s mind. It was a presence that was both profoundly unsettling and deeply, wonderfully, reassuring. For the first time since his return to this life, he was not alone with his impossible secrets. He had someone, something, to ask. The questions that had been churning in the silent, lonely corners of his soul now had a place to go. “This... unified power architecture,” Lloyd began, his mind seizing on the Administrator’s earlier explanation, the engineer in him desperate for data, for schematics. “What does it mean, practically? How have my abilities changed?” “The fundamental nature of your inherited Void Powers and your bonded Spirit Power remains the same, User,” the Administrator’s calm voice replied, echoing softly in the quiet study. “Your Steel Blood is still your Steel Blood. Your Black Ring Eyes still draw upon the Austin lineage. Fang Fairy is still a Transcended Lightning Spirit. The update did not alter the ‘what’. It has optimized the ‘how’.” An image bloomed in Lloyd’s mind, a holographic schematic projected by the System, visible only to him. He saw a representation of his own soul, his own core. Before, it had been a messy, inefficient diagram—three separate, glowing reservoirs of power (Ferrum, Austin, Spirit) connected by a tangle of thin, often conflicting, energy conduits. Now, the diagram was different. Sleek. Elegant. The three reservoirs had been merged into a single, large, and brilliantly glowing central core, from which three distinct, but interconnected, channels flowed. It was a single, unified engine, with three specialized outputs. “Previously,” the Administrator explained, as Lloyd stared at the beautiful, terrifying diagram of his own soul, “to use your Steel Chains, you drew exclusively from your Ferrum reserves. To use the Black Ring Eyes, you drew from your Austin reserves. To channel Fang Fairy’s lightning, you drew upon your Spirit Core. This was inefficient. It meant that a prolonged use of one ability could leave you vulnerable, your other powers still at full strength but inaccessible due to the depletion of a single, specific energy type.” The diagram shifted, illustrating the new flow. “Now, all abilities draw from the single, unified reservoir. The central core. This allows for greater stamina, greater flexibility. You can now, for example, sustain the Black Ring Eyes for longer, as they are no longer solely reliant on your smaller, less developed Austin energy pool. You can seamlessly transition between manifesting Steel Chains and channeling Fang Fairy’s lightning without the jarring, inefficient switch between power sources.”

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