"True power is not what is seen,
but what is hidden from the eyes of the world."
— Lucian Veylor
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Beneath the Holy Cathedral, hidden far below its sanctified stones, lies a corridor recorded in no scripture.
Not in history.
Not in prophecy.
Not even in the system.
Because that chamber...
can only be opened by an existence rejected by light,
yet never embraced by darkness.
Lucian’s steps touched the floor, layered with isolation enchantments.
No echo.
No time.
No presence.
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[SYSTEM ACTIVE: Hidden Layer Detected]
Zone: Ancient Dimensional Layer – Unmapped
Object: World Artifact ‘Null Codex’ Detected
Status: Existential Threat
Recommendation: Activate Full System Protection
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Lucian gave a faint smirk.
“Advice is for those who need permission.”
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In the center of the void-like room stood a jet-black book.
The Null Codex.
A book with no pages, no time, no right to exist.
It could only be opened by those... who had already been erased from existence.
Lucian raised his hand.
His aura shifted—no longer human, demon, or system-bound.
He became something… undefined.
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[SYSTEM WARNING: Void-Bound Status Detected]
All system protections: DISABLED
Permanent Death Risk: 89.7%
Access to History Rewrite Path: ACTIVE
Prompt: Proceed with this action?
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Lucian stared directly at the Codex.
“I am history rewritten.”
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[OVERRIDE ACCEPTED]
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The Null Codex opened.
Silence fell.
One page appeared—without language, without symbols, only a single will.
And Lucian... read it.
Because he didn’t read meaning.
He read the will of a world refusing to be controlled.
And made it his.
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[WORLD ARTIFACT ACQUIRED – Null Codex]
Effect: One-time use to rewrite a single world rule
Status: Sealed
First Unlock Key: Requires World Knowledge Level 6
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Lucian closed the Codex and turned around.
Behind him stood a shadow—formless, voiceless, undefined.
“Interesting,” it said.
“Even a world artifact does not reject you.”
Lucian narrowed his eyes.
“Who are you?”
A faint smile curved across the figure’s unseen face.
“I am part of the system… that even the system cannot read.
And now, Lucian Veylor—
the real game has just begun.”
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TO BE CONTINUED...