The Sin Warden moved like justice itself — swift, merciless, mechanical.
Each strike carried the weight of broken contracts and corrupted codes. Chains spiraled out from its arms, binding logic, freezing gravity.
Jiwoon dodged — barely. His foot skimmed the edge of unreality.
"Your existence is a glitch," the Warden said.
"Your path… unauthorized."
Jiwoon grinned.
"Then it's time someone rewrote the protocol."
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[Demon Form: Phase 2 Activated]
Armor shift initiated.
Power core: Overclocked.
Emotion threshold: Broken.
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Black flames erupted around Jiwoon — his outline blurred, his eyes glowing red-gold.
A second pair of horns extended behind him like a crown, and a twin-layered cape of shadow and smoke unfurled from his back.
The crimson eye in his chestplate pulsed.
Another one opened on his back.
"Judgment Reversal — Online."
He raised one hand — and the Warden's chain attacks reversed midair, curling back toward their source.
"I'm not just breaking your rules," Jiwoon said.
"I'm replacing them."
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Meanwhile…
Vera and Kaelya fought against sin fragments of the past — illusions of corrupted teachers, twisted citizens, even ghosts of old victims Jiwoon once saved.
Kaelya sliced through one. "These things talk too much."
Vera: "They're not real — just regrets."
Kaelya: "Then let's make new memories."
The two spun back to back — one spear, one blade — dancing through data ghosts like wildfire.
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Back to Jiwoon
The Warden raised its hand — forming a sigil of annihilation.
"You should not have existed."
But Jiwoon slammed his palm forward.
"Neither should half the world."
Echo Pulse: Full Resonance.
A shockwave exploded outward, not of sound — but of memory. The Warden staggered.
Jiwoon stepped in — and punched through its chest.
"This isn't justice."
"This is decay."
The Sin Warden crumbled into cascading code — dissolving into the void.
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[System Alert]
Boss Defeated.
New Protocol Unlocked: "Judgment Rewrite"
Warning: Effects unpredictable. Potential for system corruption… or liberation.
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As the chamber steadied, Jiwoon dropped to one knee, panting. Vera and Kaelya ran to his side.
Vera: "Are you—"
Jiwoon nodded. "Still me."
Kaelya: "Just with a bigger punch."
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In his hand, the black lotus coin glowed faintly.
A choice still waited.
Rewrite.
Or destroy.
But Jiwoon… just closed his fist around it.
"Not yet."