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Chapter 0: The Primordial Descent

Before the first neon light flickered, before the current "System" was coded into the fabric of reality, there was the Void. This is the chronicle of the one who has watched the Great Wheel of the Mahayuga turn a hundred thousand times and chose to remain unchanged. He is not a king; he is the origin from which all existence was spoken.

The universe does not end with a bang or a whimper. It ends with a Harvest.

The dwellers of this current era are shallow, blinded by the flickering lights of their own ignorance. They look at the "System" and the "Great Fall" as the dawn of time. They obsess over their SR-Rank champions and their Unique-Grade artifacts as if they were the pinnacle of creation. They are children born in the gutter, fighting over copper coins while standing on a mountain of buried gold.

The true reality is the Mahayuga—the eternal wheel of four ages that has ground civilizations into atoms 100,000 times over. Every time the Kali Yuga reaches its limit, the "Architects" arrive to reap the soul-crops and reset the board for a new, weaker generation.

But Jin is the Anomalous Origin.

He predates the wheel. He predates the Architects. He is a Primordial SSR-Class existence whose true "Profession" was erased from the records of the gods before the first Mahayuga was even a thought. He has watched 100,000 Golden Ages crumble into 100,000 Iron Ages.

He did not hide. He did not flee. He carved a tomb into the Primordial Bedrock—beyond dimensions, beyond the reach of the current "System"—and entered a stasis that lasted hundreds of billions of years. He waited for a cycle where the world's essence became so thin and discordant that the "Architects" would grow fat and lazy on their easy harvests.

He waited for the moment when the "Iron Sun" would reach its darkest point.

Now, the seal is cracking. The world is about to realize that their Mythic-Grade legends are merely the bedtime stories of Jin's childhood. He is waking up not to "rank up," but to reclaim a throne that was never truly vacant.

The Harvest is coming. But this time, the Monarch is the one who will feast.

[CHAPTER 0: MASTER INTRO COMPLETE]

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