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chains of cosmos

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Born in chains. Betrayed by blood. Killed by love. He was the perfect son—obedient, silent, loyal. But his family called it virtue while chaining him like a slave. His brother lived in luxury. His crush—his only light—stabbed his heart and stole his future. And when his last breath ended in bitter laughter… a voice came. A whisper, cruel as fate itself: "Rise, bastard. Your chains are broken. This world will burn or bow. And you will never be a victim again."
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Chapter 1 - rebirth:The rise of the bastard

A deep, annoyed voice came first.

Not thunder, not lightning.

A whisper—soft as dust, cruel as scripture.

"What a dance the earth has made…

where the wicked feast, and the dutiful starve.

Where laughter is bought in blood,

and obedience is paid with chains."

And he—he was the proof.

👤 The boy bent over stoves, smoke biting his eyes.

📚 The boy with books in one hand, brooms in the other.

🔗 The boy who wore silence like a collar,

while his younger brother lounged—golden, adored.

Every word he learned was dismissed.

Every bruise he carried was ignored.

They called it virtue. They called it duty.

And he believed them.

Until her. 💔

The neighbor's daughter, with sunlight in her smile.

He mistook it for warmth. He mistook it for love.

But her touch was a leash,

and her kiss belonged to another.

Still, he built. With hands raw and hollow eyes,

he raised a company from dust.

And for one fragile breath—

his parents said, "We are proud."

But pride is a cruel jest.

Truth came like a blade:

"You are no son of ours.

You are a bastard.

A sin.

A mistake."

He laughed.

Oh, how he laughed—bitter as ash, sharp as glass.

A life of chains, and this was the punchline.

And when she came again,

with her smile sharpened into cruelty…

he did not bow.

His hand closed around her throat—

tight, trembling, unrelenting.

"I'm sick of it. Go to hell." 🔥

Her gasp broke the silence…

then fell into stillness.

🌍 The world spun on.

Unchanged. Uncaring.

No fire fell from heaven.

No justice came.

Only the voice returned, filling the hollow where his heart had been.

"What a tragedy you are.

What a marvel of wasted devotion.

But rise, child of chains,

for I will unmake your ruin.

I will be your only friend.

I will be your crown of fire."

And the darkness opened into light. 🌌

✨ "Welcome, dear Player, to the System."

📜 "You are ordered to change the world… A simple quest: stop all injustice."

💔 "First, you must make 5 girls fall in love with you—so you will never again be exploited by those who pretend to care. Learn human psychology, Player."

And with that… the voice faded.

⚡ A new fate began.