Ever since Rex knew that he was a candidate for Invincibility, a Scion of Vertex, he had thought about what it means to be invincible. Power is the only thing he could think of, possessing an overwhelming power that could suppress anyone.
A power so great that mortals and Gods would bow down to it.
It was his natural path—the path the System wanted him to take, no matter the cost.
Hatred has pushed him this far, to be the strongest entity in the Mortal Realm, even if it's for a moment.
Now, that hatred has transformed into resolve.
His resolve to protect those he cared about, even if the Gods themselves came down to hurt them.
Once, he began to wonder—what would resolve transform into next?
For some reason, thinking about that reminded him of the First Human Emperor.
What drive did he have to reach his level? And what compelled him to do what he did?
Regardless, what Rex wanted to do right now was clear.
