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Codex Alert:
Entity Detected: Recalibration Incomplete. Internal Destruction: Imminent.
Warning: Reality Stabilization Failed. Quantum Overload Exceeded.
System Notification: Core Unstable. System Failure Imminent.
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Auron stood at the edge of a truth he wasn't ready for. The figure in front of him—the Forgotten—was an enigma. It wasn't a threat or an enemy. It was an idea. A force beyond anything he'd ever encountered. And its words hit him harder than the physical blows of any opponent.
"The Codex was never your enemy, Glitchborne. You were always the experiment."
Auron's heart pounded. The very idea that everything, all of his pain, his sacrifice, had been by design shattered his reality. Everything was a test. A simulation. A carefully crafted system where he had been nothing more than a cog in a much larger machine.
But then came the questions—the ones that sliced through him with the coldness of a thousand knives.
Why?
How?
What was he supposed to do now?
The Forgotten's eyes flickered with an emotion Auron couldn't quite place. It wasn't anger. It was... something worse. Disappointment.
> "I crafted you, Auron. Your every move. Your every step. You were meant to rise. But you… you broke free. You tore apart the world I built."
Auron's fists clenched. "I didn't break anything. I freed myself."
The Forgotten sighed, a sound like the echo of a dying star.
> "But what happens when you free yourself from the only thing keeping you from oblivion?"
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Outside the Codex...
The world was watching in unparalleled silence. Every screen, every platform was tuned to the same broadcast. The world had gone quiet. The rumors were circulating, faster than wildfire:
Auron was never meant to be a hero.
Auron was a weapon.
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Inside the Codex…
Auron felt something deep inside him shift. A dark realization flooded his mind like ink spilling over paper. His eyes locked with the Forgotten's, and the weight of that knowledge crushed him.
> "Do you understand now, Glitchborne?" the Forgotten whispered, the distortion of its voice twisting reality further. "You've been a pawn. And now, the game ends."
But Auron wasn't ready to give in. Not this time. He could feel it—the power. The latent glitch he had been tapping into all along. The thing that allowed him to break the Codex, to fight against the system that ruled everything.
He wasn't just a pawn. He was the glitch. The virus. And if he could tear it all down, he could rebuild it.
The world, his world, was his to remake.
Auron took a step forward, his body pulsing with newfound energy. Every fiber of his being screamed with power. He could feel the connections—the glitches in reality, in the system, and in the world itself. They were all connected. And with a single thought, he could control it.
> "I choose how this ends," Auron said, his voice steady despite the weight of everything crashing down around him.
The Forgotten froze. The air hummed with tension. For a brief moment, even the world outside the Codex held its breath.
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Outside the Codex...
The hashtag #GlitchborneSovereign was trending, and it wasn't just trending—it was breaking the internet. People were watching, not just to witness a battle between heroes and villains, but to witness something that went beyond anything they could comprehend.
Auron wasn't just a hero. He wasn't just a villain. He was something new. A force. A glitch in the system.
And that was why people couldn't look away.
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Inside the Codex…
Auron raised his hand, and the world around him responded. The Codex flickered, distorting, crumbling. Reality itself obeyed him.
> "I'm not your experiment anymore," Auron growled. "I'm the architect of this world."
The Forgotten's face twisted, its form shifting like liquid data.
> "You fool. You'll never escape the truth."
Auron smirked, his eyes cold. "The truth is an illusion. And I've learned to bend it."
He let out a breath, and the world exploded around him.
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The truth about this story is that it's not just about survival or fighting against the odds. It's about what happens when you break the rules. When you take everything you've been taught—everything you've believed—and you rip it to shreds. It's about power. Not the kind of power that's given to you, but the kind you take for yourself.
This is a story that asks: What would you do if you could break the world?
Would you tear it down? Or would you rebuild it?
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It's what will Auron do next? And more importantly, what will you do next?