Warning: This novel contains explicit adult content, violence, and a ruthless anti-hero MC. Read at your own risk. 

I was the strongest player in the world—until they betrayed me.

When I woke up, I wasn’t a player anymore. I was just an NPC. A nameless mob, doomed to be farmed for EXP and discarded like trash.

But then, I heard it:

(You have been killed.)
(Unique Skill Activated: Infinite Resurrection.)
(Each death makes you stronger.)

Every time a player slaughters me, I steal their stats, their skills, and their power. I evolve beyond the system’s control, beyond the limits of this world.

They thought I was nothing.
They thought they could use me, farm me, erase me.

Now, I am the final boss—and I will make them suffer.
On the battlefield, and in my bed.

They will submit. One way or another.

‎Not with crimson, but with fractured light—shards of divine code raining like glass across the infinite sky.


‎Darius stood alone on the threshold of the Shattered Heavens, a fractured realm where time obeyed no rhythm and gravity had forgotten itself. The gateway had split open after Threnis, the God of Broken Endings, unleashed his first divine incursion. Nexus alarms had failed. System messages now came in stuttering loops. The very code of reality writhed beneath Darius's feet.


‎"Unstable timeline detected. Reversion in: 0:00:00…"


‎He took a breath, and the world reset.


‎Celestia's scream echoed from the void-blasted sky as Threnis's blackened spear impaled her mid-air.


‎Too late. Too slow. Time folded in on itself.


Chapter 111 - Chapter 111 – Trial of the Shattered Heavens‎