In the place where no place existed,
there was only The Creator.
All Creation Everything.
The boundless oneness, beyond form, beyond time, beyond even the concept of beyond.
And yet, within that perfect stillness, a single thread — a life, a death, a wish — stirred the infinite fabric.
Tokyo, Japan. Late night in the shadow of the Tower.
Qui Satoru, 24 years old, CEO of a rising tech firm, walked beside his junior coworker Tamura after a long overtime session. The streets were quiet, the neon lights flickering in the rain-slicked pavement.
A sudden shadow lunged from the alley.
A panicked robber, knife flashing, demanding wallets. Tamura froze. The blade swung toward her.
Without thinking, Qui pushed her aside.
The knife found his chest instead.
Hot. Sharp. Final.
He collapsed to his knees, blood pooling, vision blurring. The robber fled into the night. Tamura's screams echoed distantly.
As life drained away, Qui's mind raced — not with regret, but with quiet, burning wishes.
I protected someone… that's enough.
I wish I could have lived more boldly.
I wish… for a world where strength means something real. Where I could grow without limits.
Darkness closed in.
But darkness was not the end.
In the boundless silence of The Creator, those dying thoughts — pure, unfiltered will — resonated.
The True World Language, the unspoken voice of the VsVerse itself, heard.
It weighed his soul.
It read his desires.
It granted.
Not a generic reincarnation.
Not a random isekai trope.
A true rebirth, shaped by his final wishes, forged in the fires of the eternal "Vs".
His old name faded.
A new one took root.
Vale.
Light returned.
Vale opened his eyes to a crimson sky, twin moons hanging low over an endless forest of crystalline trees.
He was young again — perhaps sixteen in appearance — but his mind carried the weight of two lives.
Human.
He had been reborn as a human.
But something vast stirred within him.
A cool, analytical voice echoed in his mind — feminine, precise, with a hint of smug superiority.
«Notice: Rebirth sequence complete. Host designated "Vale." Acquisition of Unique Skill [Greatest Sage] successful. Sub-skill [Degenerate] temporarily sealed for future evolution trigger.»
Vale blinked.
"...Who are you?"
«I am Raphael. Lord of Wisdom. Your partner in this new existence. Though I must say, your doubts are unnecessary — my calculations are flawless.»
A faint smirk seemed to color the voice.
Vale stood slowly, feeling power humming beneath his skin — not explosive yet, but deep. Limitless potential.
He looked at his hands. Human hands. But he knew this was only the beginning.
Somewhere in the distance, the air trembled as two distant Verses brushed against each other — a ripple of collision, the heartbeat of the VsVerse.
He didn't know it yet, but his arrival had already shifted the balance of a low-tier Verse.
One day, far in the future, during a cataclysmic event known as the Harvest Festival, he would evolve beyond imagination — sacrificing [Degenerate] to become a True Greatest Demon Lord.
And when Raphael took control in critical moments, her presence would be marked by eyes reflecting entire universes.
But for now…
Vale took his first step into a world of infinite war, infinite growth, and infinite possibility.
A world where every clash was a chance to rise.
A world born from The Creator's playful fracture.
The VsVerse had claimed its newest champion.
And The Creator… watched.
With infinite curiosity.
To be continued…