Chapter 1: The Solar Rebellion
The silence before war has a strange weight even I who knows the future still fears it.
Life is just fucked up — in the vacuum between planets, where sound shouldn't exist — I could feel it vibrating through my bones.
!!FEAR!!
The starship floated ahead of us like a silver leviathan, rotating slowly in the endless dark while still orbiting the earth from a far distance. Its hull walls shimmered with strange alien runes that glowed with the faint heartbeat of the ship itself. Inside that ship layed the root of humanity's chains the cause of humanity pains and suffering— the Alien Admins, the so called gods that toyed with human destiny like a simulation.
And tonight, we came to burn their throne.
I floated among sixty S-Rank humans — my creation, my army — each cloaked in divine light, power radiating like miniature suns and cosmic energy. Behind us, our support fleet waited in silent formation, as we tried to infiltrate.
This was the heart of the of our mission, close enough that the sun's glare turned every shadow into fire. But none of us felt its heat. The air inside our exo-armor call it magic,call it advanced alien tech shimmered with the hum of magic and machinery fused into one.
Finally, I thought. After my previous life, it all comes down to this.
When the order came, we moved.
Hundreds of beams sliced through the void, punching holes through the ship's defensive barriers. The hull groaned as spatial distortion rippled outward — and then, they came.
Titan Beasts.
Creatures the size of mountains burst from containment pods on the ship's flanks — half-magical , half-organic horrors built by the Admins to protect their strongholds.
One swung a molten hammer of compressed plasma; another screamed, creating a ripple that bent light itself.
But my S-Rankers were already moving.
Spear of lightning. An S ranker screamed as he bolted forward and struck the magical titan, but it still wasn't enough as another SS Female Ranker with a blade that folded space cute thought the injured titans thick skin and just as she was about to get ambushed by another stronger titan
A giant arrow of fire that burned and moved like lightning stuck the beast with so much force.
Their powers collided with the beasts in bursts of color and distortion, like gods painting on the fabric of reality.
I could hear their battle cries through the comms and see their progress through their status window.
"Target the cores!"
"Phase three! Compress and annihilate!"
And I stood at the far end of the entrance, watching the chaos unfold like a conductor in a battle of destruction.
One of my Comrad— a tall man clad in crystalline armor — landed beside me on the fractured hull. He laughed, his voice echoing through the channel.
"Commander Kelvin! I thought this would be hard, but it's going smoothly!"
I didn't answer at first. My eyes scanned the ship's surface, feeling the vibrations through my perception stat. Too smooth. Too quiet beneath the noise.
Finally, I said, "No. That's exactly the problem."
"Problem?!"
"They should have found us by now," I muttered.
Another S-Ranker, one of my earliest trainees — Mira, the Strategic Mage — chimed in with a smirk.
"You're too paranoid, Commander. There's no way they could detect our plan. We've worked on this infiltration for years."
She gestured toward the horizon where dozens of my S-Ranks unleashed waves of light and chaos.
"Look at them — the best of humanity, trained by you. We'll finally take back what they stole.And we'll finally gain humanities independence."
I wanted to believe her. I really did.
But instinct screamed otherwise.
It's too clean. Victory never tastes this easy.
Still, I said nothing. I watched as another Titan Beast was torn apart, its core exploding like a super nova. My chest swelled with something between pride and dread.
At least I did better this time, I thought bitterly. In my First life, we only had twelve S-Ranks. Now… sixty. Even if we fail, Earth won't die with me.
The void lit up again — a flash so bright it burned through the darkness.
And then… silence.
Something was wrong.
The support mage behind me twitched, her aura flickering. Before anyone could react
BOOM...
She exploded.
Her body ruptured in a spray of crimson mist, shards of armor floating around us like broken glass.
"What the hell—?!" someone shouted in fear .
Then another one detonated.
BOOM.....
And then another.
BOOM.....
And another.
BOOM....BOOM....BOOOOM.
Mor than five gone in seconds — no energy signature, no trace of an attack. Just… gone.
"Everyone, shields up!" I roared. "Defensive stance!"
The formation scattered, each S-Rank generating barriers of light, metal, or mana. But the explosions didn't stop. Panic spread like wildfire.
"Commander! We're under psychic attack!"
"No… it's internal," I said, my voice low. "It's them. It has to be them."
The assistant leader — an SSS-Ranker, towering in radiant armor of gold and black — turned to me.
"Who's them, Kelvin?!"
I clenched my fists. "The Alien Admins. They've found us."
A cold silence hit harder than any explosion.
"What do we do now?" someone asked, their voice trembling.
I didn't answer immediately. Instead, I opened my Status Window — the familiar blue screen flickering before my eyes.
[Status Window – Kelvin Arven, Rank: SSS+]
Skill Activated: Fragmented Link.
Streams of light connected me to every warrior present Status window. Their windows flashed before my vision in rapid sequence — hundreds of stat lines, ability lists, mental states. I scanned through them at lightning speed, looking for corruption, anomalies, anything that can lead me to a solution.
And then I saw it.
One window… didn't belong.
His stats were perfectly balanced ... too perfect. His mana signature was stable even as everyone else's flickered from combat. My blood ran cold.
"This isn't right," I whispered. Then louder: "We have a mole."
"A mole? Who?" the assistant demanded.
I didn't reply. My body moved before my brain caught up.
I lunged — teleporting across the battlefield without actually teleporting— my sword drawn in a silver arc aimed at one of the support fighters.
Steel met steel and ....
CRASHHHHH
He caught my strike effortlessly.
Shock rippled through the ranks. No one should have been able to parry my attacks this easily— not even the assistant leader.
"That's impossible," someone gasped.
The man looked at me… and smiled. Then his skin began to peel away like a mask. Underneath — green flesh, pulsing veins of blue light, a head far too large for a human body. Tentacles slithered down his back like serpents.
The assistant leader roared, "What the hell is that?!"
I took a step back, sword trembling in my grip.
"He's not one of us," I said. "He never was. That's an Alien Admin… hiding in human skin."
Instinct took over everyone around me .
Every S-Rank present charged at once — a storm of fire, light, shadow, and gravity. The hull shattered under the collective impact. But even as our combined might struck, the alien merely raised a hand — and absorbed it all.
Energy waves curled into him like rivers into a black hole.
He floated upward, tentacles spreading.
"Impressive," he said, voice layered and echoing. "We didn't think humans would form a rebellion. But… this ends now."
Immediately he said that everyone was paralyzed and as he slowly raised his hands we started to levitate.
The rest of the Admins appeared behind him — five more shapes of similar yet different forms, each radiating godlike pressure.
My breath caught.
So there were six all along.
I smiled. "So that's it, huh? Six of you to conquer an entire world."
The alien tilted his head.
"Six was more than enough. In truth, we only needed one. But when you evolved past your cradle and built space ships, we decided to monitor each continent… and your baby space travelers. You humans always overestimate your worth. Your illusions, your fantasies — they disappoint us."
Another alien floated closer to kelvin, its voice cold.
"You have lost the battle.....
And yet, you smile. Why?"
I stared at them, defiance burning in my chest.
"I should've known. I should've left Earth behind and come for you all myself."
That made them flinch. Even gods can feel fear.
"You've failed, human," one hissed. "Your army will all die."
"Maybe this time," I said softly. "But not next time."
"Next time?"
They looked at each other, confused.
One of them reached out, tentacle glowing.
"Read his mind. Let's not waste time and know what he plans next"
"Are you afraid" I asked mocking.
"Fear... Ahhh I haven't felt fear since eons again I am mearly afraid nor stupid to not know you are stulling for time with you petty provocations"
He said and the moment the tendril touched my head, the alien moved back in surprise.
"Something's wrong!" He said
"What is it?"
"His stats… his abilities… they're gone. All erased. Like a blank slate"
The eldest alien's voice boomed:
"He's using the Blank Status Window! Stop him! NOW!"
But it was already too late.
The screen before me turned white — purer than any light in the universe. My own reflection stared back, fading into nothingness as the system's voice echoed in my skull.
[System Override Detected]
{Player has activated Blank status window}
{You may choose which powers you want }
{ For 0.2 seconds}
.....
[ ROLLBACK RESTORE selected. ]
{Calculating rank basedon previous abilities}
{ ---- calculations complete--- }
{Would you like to activate RollbackRestore}
{ ♾️ Rank? }
{ Yes. } { No. }
I looked at the aliens one last time. Their forms distorted, panic in their eyes for the first time as they tried all they could to stop me.
" Impossible, I-Is he about to escape"
I raised my hand and flipped them the universal human symbol of rebellion —
The Middle finger
"Yes. B**ches."
Light exploded outward, consuming everything.
The ship disintegrated. The stars folded inward.
Time shattered.
And then… I was falling.
Through memories, through pain, through centuries of death and rebirth.
Every failure, every scream, every moment of despair rewound like a broken film.
I heard voices — mine, overlapping through the vortex of light.
And then… silence.
Darkness.
A single spark flickered in front of me — the core of the System Window itself.
My hand reached out instinctively, and I felt warmth — the same warmth I'd felt the moment I first awakened.
This time, I whispered, I won't lose again.
When my eyes opened, I wasn't on the ship anymore.
The air was heavy with the scent of Earth's atmosphere.
The sky was the color of dawn.
And the voice of the System greeted me again, calm and cold as always.
> [Welcome, Kelvin Arven.]
[Initializing Status Window: Complete.]
[Would you like to open your Status Window?]
I smiled — a tired, dangerous smile.
"Let's end this once and for all."