But I was about to find out.
The text shimred across my vision, each line etching itself into my mind like a verdict.
[Dinsional Sovereign] – Lord of Fractured Realities
You are no longer bound by the laws of a single world. You walk between broken truths, tearing existence apart with every step. Where others see space as a boundary, you see it as a weapon.
My throat went dry as the list unfolded, each word heavy with promise.
I'd thought I was prepared for whatever the system wanted to throw at , but the truth was, nothing could've braced for this.
Skills:
Rift Annihilation (Active) – SSS
Event Collapse (Active) – SSS
Fractured Existence (Passive) – SSS
Paradox Step (Passive) – SSS
Sovereign's Domain (Active) – SSS
Dinsional Gate (Active) – SSS
[Note: Class Skill cannot be shared with your goblins]
Damn.
I was completely overwheld by what I was seeing.
So many high-ranked skills—all of them glowing SSS like the system had decided subtlety was for mortals.
[Dinsional Breaker] had only granted three skills, and that was the number I'd expected this ti as well. Three. Manageable. Balanced.
But this? This was different. With the upgrade ca more—six in total.
The contrast between [Dinsional Breaker] and this new monstrosity of a class was staggering—like trading a sharpened dagger for an entire armory of nuclear warheads.
Where before I'd been given a taste, a glimpse of possibility, this ti the system had thrown open the floodgates and drowned in power.
I wasn't sure if I should be grateful… or terrified.
New class, new rank, new skills.
A whole arsenal that looked like it could bend reality until it scread.
My heart thudded harder in my chest, each beat hamring with raw excitent.
Even my palms had gone slick with sweat.
I could practically hear the blood rushing in my ears, the kind of thrum that only cos when you're standing at the edge of sothing monuntal.
I felt like a starving man sitting at a feast, trying not to devour everything at once.
"Are you good, goblin?"
The fox's voice brushed through my mind again, her molten eyes fixed on with that sa curious, almost judgntal stare. But I ignored her, pushing her presence aside as I focused on what really mattered.
The skill list.
Skills
1. Rift Annihilation (Active) – SSS
Carve rifts so sharp they unravel existence. Damage ignores armor, barriers, and natural resistances. Each slash leaves behind a temporary rift that explodes after three seconds, dealing AoE void damage.
Cost: 50 MP
My breath hitched.
It was the sa concept as Rift Slash from earlier, but twisted into sothing far more destructive. The baby-teeth version had been dangerous enough. This one was on an entirely different level.
"Unravel existence…?" I muttered, eyes narrowing as I read the line again, then once more just to be sure I wasn't hallucinating.
Armor, barriers, even natural resistances—it all ant nothing.
And as if that wasn't insane enough, the rift left behind would detonate after three seconds, turning a single strike into an area-of-effect nightmare.
Yep, horrifying… but also exciting.
I let out a shaky laugh, running a hand over the back of my neck.
Then my gaze drifted to the cost.
50 MP.
I shook my head slowly, almost in disbelief. For sothing this powerful, that was practically pocket change. One swing of the blade could change a fight, and I wouldn't even be running dry.
My heart pounded harder, adrenaline stirring.
With barely restrained excitent, I moved on to the next skill.
2. Event Collapse (Active)
Create a massive fault in space that drags enemies inward. Those caught are crushed between collapsing spatial layers.
Cost: 50 MP
Cooldown: 60 seconds
I swallowed hard, my eyes lingering on the description longer than I ant to.
This wasn't a skill designed to give an edge in combat. This was a skill designed to erase combat altogether.
With this, I wouldn't just control the battlefield—I would decimate it. Formations? Gone. Enemy lines? Shattered. Anything unlucky enough to be caught inside the collapse was finished, crushed between layers of reality folding in on themselves.
I blew out a long, slow breath, trying to calm the pounding in my chest.
Then I looked at the cost.
Fifty MP. The sa as Rift Annihilation. And only a one-minute cooldown.
That was laughable. For sothing this catastrophic, that kind of restriction was negligible. It might as well have been free.
I flexed my hand around Gravefang, already imagining the devastation this would cause if I unleashed it in the middle of a battle. The image alone made my palms sweat.
"All right…" I muttered under my breath, still shaking my head in disbelief.
Then I forced myself to move on and checked the third skill.
3. Fractured Existence (Passive) – SSS
Bend the space between yourself and the world, creating an intangible barrier where attacks slow, distort, and lose force before reaching you. Projectiles and strikes halt inches away, as if reality itself refuses to let them touch you.
Synergizes with [Danger Sense], activating instinctively when threats approach.
Note: Attacks from beings of overwhelming power can bypass or shatter the distortion.
I sucked in a sharp breath, my eyes widening as the words burned into .
"No… freaking way."
This wasn't just defense. This was sothing else entirely. With this, I was practically untouchable. Strikes would falter before reaching , projectiles would warp off course, and blades would stop cold, as though reality itself had decided my body was off-limits.
At my level? No one would be able to touch . Not a single opponent.
The thought was intoxicating—dangerously so.
The only ones who could break through were monsters of overwhelming power—beings like the Matriarch, the Ember Fox herself.
Entities that dwarfed in every possible way.
But anyone below that threshold? They wouldn't stand a chance.
A slow grin spread across my face, sharp and hungry.
If those goblins that had attacked earlier dared to co back now?
They were absolutely screwed.
The chosen ones or regular goblins? They were all screwed.
I was confident that...
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