The sky trembled as a thousand divine spears rained down from above. The 100th floor of the Tower—once the sacred peak of mortal ascension—had become a battlefield of gods.
Standing alone among shattered pillars and burning skies was a man in tattered black robes. Blood ran down his face, but his gaze was unshaken.
Hajun Ardyn.
The Godbreaker.
The man who climbed the Tower alone and made the heavens tremble.
"You fear me this much?" he asked, laughing bitterly. "A single mortal made the gods gather like cowards."
High above, divine voices thundered.
"You crossed the line, Hajun."
"You defied balance. Killed too many of us."
"You must die."
Lightning crackled. Space itself fractured. The gods unleashed their wrath.
And at the center of it all stood a figure in divine armor, her golden wings spread, eyes cold and sharp.
Justine.
His brightest disciple. The girl he saved. The one he trusted most.
"You too?" Hajun whispered, voice low, broken.
Justine's reply was as sharp as her sword.
"You taught me everything. Including how to destroy you."
The betrayal burned deeper than any wound.
In his final moments, Hajun didn't scream. He smiled.
Even as divine power consumed him, his voice echoed through the void.
> "Kill me. But know this: I will return. And when I do… not a single one of you will be left standing."
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Fifty years later, in a world ruled by guilds, systems, and towers…
A bullied, powerless boy named Lohan Ardyn opens his eyes.
> [SYSTEM ACTIVATED: Godbreaker Protocol Initiated.]
The gods have forgotten him.
But he hasn't forgotten them.