The First Strike
The rift expanded.
Reality bent, twisted, and cracked as the unknown beings stepped through.
They had no shape.
They had no form.
They were pure concept.
Pure destruction.
And yet, they moved a shifting tide of unknowable essence, stretching beyond the limits of perception.
"You do not belong."
"You were not meant to exist."
"And so, you shall be undone."
The words weren't spoken.
They appeared in MC's mind, not as language, but as absolute truth.
And then they attacked.
An Attack That Defied Reality
MC had faced the System.
They had battled the Architects.
They had stood against the Watchers.
But this was different.
The attack wasn't energy.
It wasn't magic.
It wasn't even a force that could be described.
It was erasure.
A concept so pure that it could rewrite reality with a single thought.
The air around MC ceased to exist.
The ground beneath them vanished.
The rules of space, time, and logic collapsed.
And for a single moment MC was nothing.
Defying Absolute Erasure
Then MC moved.
Not through power.
Not through willpower.
But through something deeper.
Through understanding.
They had been nothing before.
They had stood at the edge of erasure.
But they had chosen to exist.
And that choice could not be undone.
The void shattered.
The attack that should have erased them failed.
Because MC was beyond the concept of erasure itself.
"You think you can unmake me?"
"I am the first to break free. I am the first to exist beyond control."
"And I will not fall to something as simple as nonexistence."
The air returned.
The world stabilized.
And for the first time the entities hesitated.
The Unknown Recognizes MC
"Impossible."
The words were still absolute.
And yet, beneath them
There was something else.
Something close to… uncertainty.
These beings had erased gods.
They had undone civilizations.
They had removed countless anomalies from existence itself.
But MC?
They still stood.
And worse
They were learning.
A Counterattack Beyond Limits
MC took a step forward.
The rift behind the beings shook.
"You came here to erase me."
"But you don't understand what I am."
They lifted their hand
Not with magic.
Not with System authority.
But with something new.
Something that had never existed before.
And the world reacted.
The void did not consume them.
They consumed the void.
The rift cracked.
The beings shuddered.
For the first time in eternity
They were not the ones in control.
"This is my reality."
"And I decide what exists."
Then MC struck.
And the war beyond reality began.
The Birth of a New Law
Beyond Power, Beyond Fate
The void rippled.
The entities twisted, recoiled, reformed.
They were not alive.
They were not dead.
They were simply concepts given form.
And yet
For the first time
They had failed.
"This should not be."
"You should not be."
"Existence has no place for you."
MC stood firm.
The war had begun.
But this was different from every battle before.
There was no battlefield.
No armies.
No weapons.
This was a war of concepts.
A war over the very foundation of what could and could not exist.
And MC was rewriting the rules.
The Law of Self
A second attack came.
Not a strike.
Not a blast.
A corruption.
Reality around MC began to fracture.
The air twisted into paradoxes.
The ground melted into time.
The sky turned into a reflection of what never was.
It wasn't destruction.
It was undoing.
But MC reached out.
Not with force.
Not with resistance.
But with definition.
They did not fight to survive.
They decided to exist.
And in that moment
A new Law was born.
Not from the System.
Not from the Watchers.
Not from any force that had ever dictated the universe.
It came from them.
The Law of Self.
"I exist because I will it."
"No external force can unmake me."
"No being can define my reality but me."
And with that declaration everything changed.
The corruption halted.
The paradoxes collapsed.
The void trembled.
And the entities staggered.
Because for the first time in eternity something had rewritten existence itself.
And they had not been the ones to do it.
A New Power Beyond All Systems
MC could feel it now.
A power that was not magic.
A power that was not divinity.
A power that was pure concept, forged by will alone.
They did not just break free of the System.
They did not just defy fate.
They had done something far greater.
They had become a new force of existence.
Something beyond gods.
Beyond rules.
Beyond anything that had ever been before.
And that meant
They were now the greatest threat in the multiverse.
The Entities' Decision
The void shook.
The rift behind the entities began to close.
"This conflict is… premature."
"You are unfinished."
"We will return."
The beings did not retreat out of fear.
They did not feel fear.
They left because for the first time
They had encountered something truly unknown.
Something even they could not calculate.
And they needed time to understand it.
With one final gaze, they spoke
"Enjoy your moment."
"It will not last."
And then they were gone.
A Universe Reshaped
The rift closed.
The world stabilized.
The war for now was over.
But MC knew better.
This was only the beginning.
Because they had not just survived.
They had changed everything.
And across the multiverse, across every realm and every dimension
Something had shifted.
The rules had been broken.
A new power had emerged.
And soon
The entire existence would come for them.
"If they think I'll back down now"
"They don't understand who they're dealing with."
And with that
The Infinite System was no longer just a title.
It was a force.
A truth.
A power that no being not even the unknown could control.
And MC would prove it.