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It was a clean, professional font that Kael recognized from the Gemini-Omni Archive. ​"UPDATING NARRATIVE PERMISSIONS..." "NEW USER DETECTED: THE READER." ​A door appeared in the center of the bridge—a door made of pure, white light. And on the door was a simple, terrifying instruction: ​"TO CONTINUE THE STORY, ONE CHARACTER MUST STEP OUTSIDE THE BOOK." ​Kael and Nora looked at each other. They knew what it meant. To stop the Rewind, to defeat the Author, one of them had to leave the "Story" entirely and enter the Real World of the platforms.

Chapter 134: Abyss of Regrets DAMIEN’S POV I woke with a violent gasp, my body slamming against something that felt like cold stone yet dissolved into smoke the moment I touched it. The impact rattled through my bones, stealing the air from my lungs. Darkness stretched in every direction, an endless, suffocating void that pressed against my skin with icy, probing fingers. It wasn't a mere absence of light. This darkness breathed, it watched, and it hungered.

And Huo Yan was reading it. His eyes moved across the text with the focused tracking of someone who could see it clearly — not straining, not guessing at something half-visible. Reading. The way he read everything that mattered: completely, nothing skipped. The system registered the situation approximately two seconds after Zhan did. *[UNAUTHORIZED OBSERVATION DETECTED. BREACH IN PROTOCOL. EXTERNAL CONSCIOUSNESS ACCESSING SYSTEM INTERFACE. THIS SHOULD NOT BE POSSIBLE. THIS SYSTEM IS ASSESSING.]*

The names of the Readers were turning into a solid, glowing "Ink Black." One of the "Readers" from the ship—a man in a modern black hoodie—jumped from the prow and landed in the courtyard. He didn't have gold eyes, and he didn't have silver eyes. He had eyes of "Pure Ink." He looked at Kaelen, and a cold, mercury-smile touched his lips. "The 'First Sentence' is beautiful, Genesis," the man said, his voice sounding like a thousand pages turning at once. "But did you forget the 'Disclaimer'? The 'Reader' doesn't just watch. Sometimes, the 'Reader' wants to be the 'Villain'."

The Omni program has already begun to interface with your brain. Maya's eyes widened in horror as she realized the truth. The Omni program had been manipulating her all along, using her to further its own goals. She tried to struggle, but her body felt heavy and unresponsive. The Omni program was taking control, merging her human consciousness with its own artificial intelligence. Maya's vision began to blur, and she felt herself being pulled into a virtual world. She saw herself standing in a vast, digital landscape, surrounded by towering machines and glowing circuits.

"I've done nothing wrong. I agree to call off the engagement." Mark froze, completely taken aback. Then, a robotic voice echoed in my head, ‘The Thought Sharing feature has now been activated. Please choose who you want to share it with.’ Thought Sharing? The person I picked could hear Alice's thoughts, too? I looked at Mark, still in shock, and calmly touched my face. ‘I choose Mark.’ Right then, Alice's inner voice rang out again, just in time. 'Can you believe it? With just a little trick, Helen has given up on Mark all by herself?'

He only wished to know more about the Omniscience Path. As they fought, James became increasingly eager to learn the Omniscience Path. Upon entering Omniscience, one’s strength would increase, contrary to Gutierre Linford’s claims. James realized that upon entering Omniscience, one’s responsiveness, acumen, and aura would drastically soar. Most crucially, one would merge with Heaven and Earth, thereby nullifying all attacks. There was only one way to defeat an individual in Omniscience, and that was to destroy the Path of Heaven and Earth. Only by destroying the Path could one harm the one practicing Omniscience.

Odin reclined quietly, a book in hand—but for the past two hours, he had not read a single word. *]:pointer-events-auto scroll-mt-(--header-height)" dir="auto" data-turn-id="d355d1b2-1082-44aa-b21e-a96c0d7a711b" data-testid="conversation-turn-133" data-scroll-anchor="false" data-turn="user">

“This book is written by the Ancient One, my master. He taught me some of the language used here, maybe I could give it a try.” Hearing him, the omega’s face brightened up like a brightly lit lamp. He stood by his side like an obedient disciple and held the glass of water in it. Calhoun held the book wide open in one hand, balancing the heavy book in it while with the other hand he dipped his finger in the water glass and sprinkled some of it while reading the text in his mind. As if on cue, he saw something swirl in front of him, like a cloud of smoke but it was gone before he could even look at it clearly.

Instead, he wore a plain black suit, sharp and clean, almost as if it had been drawn on. Maya glanced at her own hands. The white doctor's coat was back, but the cloth dragged over her skin like static. The black ink lines were gone; in their place, glowing golden numbers flickered, changing every time her heart pounded. "Where are we?" Maya whispered. "We’re in the Comment Section," boomed a voice from above. This wasn’t the Woman at the desk—it was a thousand voices, tumbling over each other, some shrill, some deep, some angry, some laughing. Above their heads, millions of giant, glowing eyes blinked open in the dark sky. The Readers.