Chapter 3 — A Ridiculous Debate with a System
"I… am you serious right now?"
Kent stood at the edge of a cliff, staring at the sky that had just torn open to vomit out thousands of warships. "Yesterday I was eating instant noodles, and now… I'm leading an interdimensional army?"
> [CORRECTION: You are not leading... You are FOUNDING A NEW HUMAN EMPIRE.]
The system's voice echoed in his head—clear, cold… and annoyingly chatty.
"Why do you sound like the announcer of a galactic reality show?"
> [Because this is a show, Boss! You are the DEUS IMPERATOR—the God and Emperor of mankind. Gotta set the tone, right?]
Kent rubbed his temples. "Wait, are you sure you got the right guy? I literally failed world history."
> [Old lessons. Forget them. New subject: How to conquer the stars and slap aliens with a dreadnought.]
"WHAT?!"
> [Relax… take it slow, maybe grab some coffee. Let's start with the basics. Look up—see those 100 million Cadia troops? They're all waiting for 'Dad' to give the word. That's you, buddy.]
Kent looked up at the sky. The warp rift still glowed faintly, warships hovering in formation like sleeping war gods. It felt like a strategy game gone wrong—and terrifyingly real.
"And what exactly… do I do now?"
> [Begin with the starter mission, duh! Kill enemies, earn War Points, and BAM! You can resurrect legendary generals or even craft your own planet.]
"Wait—what enemies?! I haven't even seen a single creature here!"
> [Chill. The enemies will come to you. This world's full of surprises. But good news: You've got a fleet. And—special launch day gift—one Requiem Ultima class dreadnought with plasma cannons that can delete islands.]
Kent gawked. "Do you think I'm playing galactic GTA with a god-mode cheat?!"
> [Well... close enough. But with more destruction and planetary taxes. Hehe.]
He looked at his hands—larger, stronger, no longer the ones he remembered. This was no longer just a dream. But it wasn't normal life either.
"Alright. But one condition…"
> [Hit me.]
"Stop calling me Deus Imperator every two minutes."
> [...]
[REQUEST DENIED.]
[MODE: TOTAL WAR—FULLY UNLOCKED.]
Kent sighed.
Somehow, the apocalypse just became his problem.