Reborn With A Technology System In A Fantasy World-Chapter 305: New Anchor

With the transaction complete, the concept of distance became a purchaseable asset. After the System’s evolution, Adrian had learned one terrifying fact. Everything within this Galaxy belonged to him, and Tech Core was a medium to achieve them. Now, he had unlimited resources, so there was nothing stopping him from from having it all.

Adrian took a single step. He simply owned the space between the Vault and the Space Tunnel, and he chose to collapse it. One moment he was in the prison; the next, he was standing in the vacuum of Sector XA-6, directly above the colossal form of the Lord of Darkness.

The scene that greeted him was a portrait of absolute despair.

The walls of reality had been stripped away, revealing the raw, static-filled void beyond the universe’s edge.

But it was the silence that hit him hardest.

It wasn’t just the absence of sound; it was the absence of life.

Adrian looked up. The Lord of Darkness loomed like a black nebula, his body a swirling vortex of vantablack vapor. But he wasn’t just destroying. He was feeding.

From every corner of the galaxy, from the ruined planets, the drifting fleets, and the shattered cities; streams of pale, white light were flowing toward the entity.

The Lord of Darkness was gorging himself on it all, and that very detail made Adrian to rage.

Adrian unleashed his presence on the anomaly, and he paused with his actions. The massive entity slowly raised its head to the new figure and it felt confusion.

It had erased the variables. It had deleted the threats. Why was there still a signal?

The Lord of Darkness didn’t bother overthinking. It simply raised a finger.

The space around Adrian collapsed. A gravitational singularity, infinite and crushing, formed directly on top of Adrian’s head.

Adrian looked at the black hole forming above him. While he now had control of everything in the Galaxy. This one wasn’t apart, but he was going to make it his.

"How much for a Singularity?" Time seemed to move in slow motion as he queried the System.

[Price: 5,000,000,000 TP.]

He purchased immediately.

[Transaction Complete: Ownership Transferred.]

The black hole didn’t vanish. It turned blue.

Instead of crushing Adrian, it began to orbit him. It shrunk down, condensing into a marble of terrifying density, spinning harmlessly around his finger. Then, Adrian hurled it.

~ZHOOM!~

The blue singularity shot upward at faster-than-light speeds. It struck the Lord of Darkness in the chest and the impact was cataclysmic.

The entity roared for the first time, a sound that shattered nearby asteroids, as the singularity expanded upon impact, tearing a hole the size of a solar system in its smoky torso.

The Lord of Darkness staggered back, his grip on the stream faltering for a microsecond.

"PAIN?" The entity’s voice shook the foundations of the sector. "IMPOSSIBLE."

The wound began to close, the entropy knitting itself back together. The Lord of Darkness realized this was not an ant. This was a rival virus.

"PURGE."

The entity opened its maw. The rift above it, the gateway to the deep void, pulsed.

From the tear, they came.

Not the beasts the Vassals had fought. Those were foot soldiers. These were the Generals. True Voidborn.

Creatures made of impossible geometry tumbled out of the rift. Some looked like fractals of razor-wire; others were masses of boiling eyes or clouds of sentient gas. They didn’t obey the laws of thermodynamics. They simply deleted whatever they touched.

There were thousands of them. A swarm of apex predators, each one stronger than the creatures that had descended before.

A smile touched Adrian’s face. He didn’t raise a weapon. He simply opened his menu.

"System," Adrian commanded. "Purchase ownership of all hostile units."

[Transaction Approved.]

The swarm froze in mid-flight. The violet light of the System overwrote the grey entropy in their cores.

"Now," Adrian said, waving his hand dismissively. "Clean up the mess."

The True Voidborn turned on each other.

It was a spectacle of absolute carnage. The fractal beasts tore into the gas clouds; the boiling eyes consumed the razor-wire. They annihilated themselves in a frenzy of blue fire and void screams, tearing their own army apart until nothing remained but cosmic dust.

The Lord of Darkness was no longer indifferent. The violet eye was wide with something that looked suspiciously like fear. Or perhaps, rage.

"YOU MOCK THE VOID," the entity bellowed. "I AM THE END. I AM THE SILENCE AFTER THE SCREAM."

The Lord of Darkness began to draw in all the ambient entropy in the Galaxy. He grew.

He expanded until he dwarfed the size of five combined Sectors. He became a backdrop of infinite night. The grey spheres of death orbiting him merged into his skin, turning him into a living event horizon.

He raised both hands.

"TOTALITY."

The entire sector began to turn grey. This wasn’t a wave; it was a state change. He was rewriting the laws of the local Galaxy to simply not exist.

Matter began to dissolve. The remaining light of the stars in the distance flickered out. The grey crept toward Adrian, erasing distance, erasing time, erasing hope.

It was the ultimate attack. The heat death of the universe, accelerated to a single moment.

Adrian watched the grey wall approaching. He felt his own armor try to dissolve.

"You want to talk about Totality?" Adrian asked in a low tone.

He closed his eyes and reached into himself. A shockwave of Blue and Violet energy exploded from Adrian. It was Ownership.

The wave slammed into the encroaching grey wall.

There was no contest. The grey wall didn’t just stop; it shattered. Adrian’s energy dominated the space, asserting that he was the reality, and the Void was merely a trespasser.

The violet light washed over the five sectors, obliterating the grey mist, sealing the rifts that had formed, and pushing the Lord of Darkness back.

The entity realized he had lost the war for dominance.

The Lord of Darkness did not flee. He was the embodiment of the Void, a concept older than light, and he did not understand the meaning of retreat.

Instead, he collapsed in on himself.

The vapor that made up his form condensed, shrinking rapidly from the size of a galaxy cluster down to the size of a planet, then a moon, then a mountain. But as he shrank, his density increased exponentially. He became a super-heavy object, a tear in the universe so profound that reality around him began to buckle and scream.

"IF I CANNOT CONSUME THIS REALITY. I WILL SHATTER IT."

He was turning himself into a cosmic bomb. A detonation of pure energy that would wipe the slate clean, erasing not just life, but the very laws of physics.

Adrian watched from above, his violet eyes analyzing the data streaming past his vision.

[ALERT: CATACLYSMIC EVENT DETECTED.]

[Target is initiating Universal Collapse.]

[Estimated Survival Rate: 0%.]

Adrian, now seeing how much the Lord Of Darkness had been weakened decided it was time to pull out his final card.

"Purchase, The Lord of Darkness."

The entity froze, but the next two words decided his doom.

[Transaction Approved.]

Violet chains not made of metal, but of raw System Code erupted from the empty space around the Lord of Darkness. They slammed into the dense sphere of entropy.

"WHAT IS THIS?" the entity roared, thrashing against the bindings. "YOU CANNOT OWN THE VOID!"

Adrian didn’t respond, and the chains tightened. The Lord of Darkness didn’t explode, he was processed.

The dark sphere was crushed by the violet chains, compressed smaller and smaller until it was nothing more than a dense, vibrating cube of data. The scream of the entity faded into a digital glitch, then silencea.

The cube floated to Adrian’s hand. He caught it.

It was heavy, and Adrian wasn’t surprised. But the cube held no value to him, so he simply squeezed it within his hand.

The cube shattered into violet sparks. The Lord of Darkness, the ancient enemy, the end of all things... was simply deleted.

With the entity gone, the tears in the universe mended itself instantly. The shockwave from their clash had wiped out the Shadow Collective, so there was no one left.

The Galaxy was silent.

Adrian floated in the vacuum, feeling the weight of that silence. It wasn’t peace; it was emptiness. The victory was absolute, but the damage was already done.

Adrian’s gaze shifted to the distance. The Galactic Core had returned to its original state. It was the heart of this galaxy, and had been used to summon the Lord of Darkness.

During his time trapped within the System’s consciousness, Adrian had uncovered the final truth. The Tech Core he wielded was a fragment of the Galactic Core.

That was why he had been drawn to it then. As he was now, he could manipulate matter and buy anything within the Galaxy, but he could not rewrite its fundamental laws.

To do that, he couldn’t just own a part of the Core. He had to become the Core.

With a thought, the massive celestial object warped until it hovered just centimeters above Adrian’s palm. It was mesmerizing; simple in shape, yet infinitely complex in design. Within this sphere lay the blueprint of everything the Galaxy had ever been and ever would be.

Adrian knew the consequences. Absorbing the Galactic Core meant ceasing to be just a man. He would become the anchor for reality itself, responsible for the energy of every star and the beating of every heart. It was a burden of infinite weight.

But looking at the dead Galaxy around him, it was a sacrifice he had to take.

With a deep breath, Adrian commanded, "Assimilate."

The process began instantly. The sphere poured into him. Streams of liquid blue light flowed from the Core into Adrian’s chest, merging with his very code.

With each passing second, the Core reduced in size, surrendering its infinity to him.

Adrian’s body arched. His white hair blazed like a supernova, and a blinding blue aura erupted, enveloping every single part of him. He remained suspended in the void, a silhouette of pure energy, as the System rewrote his existence.

No one knew how long passed. It could have been a second or a century.

Eventually, the light stabilized. Adrian opened his eyes. They held the depth of the entire cosmos.

He raised a hand, his voice resonating not through the air, but through the fabric of existence itself.

"Reality Edit... Reverse."

A shockwave of cerulean light exploded from his body.

It was beautiful.

The light washed over the broken asteroids, and they stopped drifting. Then, they began to move backward. Dust coalesced into stone. Stone fused into mountains.

On the ruined worlds, the process was miraculous. craters filled themselves in. Collapsed skyscrapers flew back together, steel girders knitting themselves into place, glass un-shattering and reforming into pristine windows.

The grey atmosphere of dead planets turned lush and green. Oceans refilled in seconds, the water sparkling under the light of rekindled suns.

And then, the souls returned.

It started as specks of light, trillions of them, raining down onto the planets like a reverse meteor shower.

People who had been vaporized found themselves standing in their living rooms, mid-sentence, confused but alive.

Mothers reached out and found their children’s hands solid again. Soldiers who had died holding the line blinked, finding their wounds gone, their weapons unblemished.

Across a trillion worlds, the silence was broken by the collective gasp of a universe given a second chance.

And at the center of it all, floating in the deep silence, was Adrian.

He lowered his hand. He could feel them. All of them. He could feel the heartbeat of every creature, the flow of energy in every ship, the wind on every planet. The connection was overwhelming, a chaos of life that would have driven a lesser mind insane.

But Adrian held it. He was the anchor now. The Galaxy lived, because he willed it to exist.