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"If I forgot, Nebula, what on earth am I keeping an insufferable entity like you around for? You're supposed to be my system manager." The black cat let out a low, vibrating huff, leaping down gracefully to land in front of my boots. *"The Sovereign Space operates on a completely compressed temporal reality, human. Because of your current system tier, biological flora and fauna grow at a three-hundred-percent accelerated rate. Look behind you."*

Kairos, his brow furrowed in concentration, sensed a swirling vortex of curiosity emanating from the direction of the singularity. With a deep breath, he initiated the transmission. The ship's systems pulsed with energy as the vast library of knowledge was channeled into the Abyss, a beacon of understanding aimed at the insatiable hunger. The silence stretched on, agonizingly long. Then, a shift. The whispers returned, but this time, they were different. A sense of awe, of wonder, permeated the once-tormented echoes. In Kairos's mind, he saw the Devourer, not as a monstrous entity, but as a vast, formless consciousness, its hunger momentarily satiated by the influx of new information.

Sharon deliberately softened her voice into an overly sweet, affected tone that made my skin crawl. But the moment I heard my name, I immediately sat upright. Just as I suspected, Sharon had a system too. Only hers was completely different from mine. Mine was an Apocalypse Survival System. Hers was a Resource Plundering System. As long as she targeted someone’s supplies and successfully carried out the theft, the system would assist her and reward her with points. Laughing smugly into the phone, she exaggerated every detail about how hard I and the guards had worked that afternoon trying to locate the microscopic surveillance devices she’d exchanged through her system.

Selene slashed her sword across one of the glowing lattice lines. The blade passed through the energy harmlessly. “Someone explain how we stop cosmic scientists from building a super monster.” Mira looked toward Lyra. “There might still be a way.” Lyra turned to her. “How?” Mira pointed at the Devourer. “That thing was their first attempt.” The creature snarled at the suggestion. “But it evolved beyond their control,” Mira continued. “That means their system isn’t perfect.” Kael understood immediately. “You’re saying we break their calculations.”

I stared at the police car in front of me, feeling utterly incredulous. "I'm not gonna smash it! That's a crime!" The system in my mind said coldly, "If you don't self-sabotage, you'll die." I did not believe it at first. Half an hour ago, I suddenly heard the system's voice in my mind. It told me that I was the male protagonist in a tragic story that would end in my death. I would be kicked out after the love of Clara's life, Maxey Tyler, returned to the country.

Its hood flickered, half of it showing an earlier, smoother version of itself, the other half glitching into a skull made of static. Corvin tightened his arms around me as another wave tried to tear me forward into the pillar altogether. I could feel his heartbeat hammering against my back, syncopated with the conduit’s blaze. “Focus,” he murmured. “You have to choose what you’re pushing. It’ll eat anything if you let it.” He was right. The system was greedy. If I just opened everything up, it would drink me dry and metabolize me like a new power source. I had to decide what I wanted it to choke on.

It was at least thicker than his wrist and longer than most. “Impressed?” Toussaint’s eyes gleamed boastfully, arms folded across his chest as his cocked throbbed in Jace’s small hand. “Scared,” Jace replied with awe, “a little.” “Don’t be,” Toussaint smiled, his eyes darkening with a newfound lust. “You can take Mastodonte.” Jace felt confused. “Mastodonte…?” “What I call him. Because he’s enormous.” Toussaint tilted his head slightly. “Like a behemoth.”

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Why does he seem to care if I die or not? Soren is fighting against Lord Talon’s telekinesis and can move slowly against his power. I wonder how he is able to move even if it is slowly against the telekinesis when I couldn’t even budge an inch. Then I remember how Soren was able to make warriors from my pack fly high into the air with a single punch, which makes me realise Soren has super strength! They all have their own unique power. Lord Talon turns his head to look at me, ‘What are you waiting for? Shift! Isn’t that how your kind heals quickly?’ He yells.

Conal's POV Not in vain I risked touching that horrible thing, and by the fourth year, Alva was able to speak like a cold woman. By the fifth year, she had everything like the Alva in my imagination, except for one thing: her wish. Alva in the novel wants to live alone forever because she is too tired, but this AI wants to have more contact with humans, gradually I realized its intelligence has far exceeded its understanding of mankind. It shows more and more ideas of wanting to destroy humanity, which makes me hate it to the core. Alva will never want that, this AI is just a buggy product, and I don't want it to exist as Alva anymore.