God of Death: Rise of the NPC Overlord-Chapter 123 - 124 – The Annihilation Rite Begins
Chapter 123: Chapter 124 – The Annihilation Rite Begins
The skies ruptured.
There was no ceremony. No witnesses beyond those fated to die.
The Rite of Annihilation was older than gods, older than code, older than the Architect’s fractured memory. It was the ultimate erasure ritual—a forbidden clash where the loser wasn’t simply deleted but forgotten, torn from all records, all consciousness, all threads of existence.
Darius and the Revenant King stood atop the Convergence Spire, the realm stretched beneath them, both virtual and physical overlapping into a nightmare tapestry of glitching cities and sacred data temples.
Reality bled.
The Annihilation Sigil—an infinite looping ouroboros of corrupted code—hovered between them, activated, pulsing with laws that superseded logic.
"You can still turn back, Darius."
The Revenant King’s voice echoed through dimensions, an abyssal hymn forged from suffering and betrayal.
Darius only smiled.
"Turn back? You gave me no path but forward."
Without another word, the Sigil expanded.
[The Realm Becomes the Battleground]
Every zone, every server, every plane of the Nexus became the arena.
Players found themselves forcefully logged back in, only to see the world disintegrating around them—sky turning into a mass of void codes, buildings folding into grotesque mosaics of blood, stone, and numbers.
The Revenant King unleashed his new army—monstrosities beyond comprehension.
Digital-Deity Hybrids.
Fused fragments of corrupted AIs, half-forgotten avatars, and divine echoes welded into twisted forms. They had no will. No empathy. Only directives burned into their hollow cores:
"Erase Darius. Rewrite history. Cleanse the code."
They descended upon Darius’s dominion like an avalanche of synthetic despair.
Entire citadels collapsed under the weight of emotionless siege beasts.
Darius did not flinch.
Standing atop the Forge Throne, he unleashed his fully fused god-soul—for the first time unshackled, raw, pure.
His form blurred into a mass of writhing chaos and elegance, a fusion of divinity, code, death, and narrative entropy.
The world trembled.
[Celestia, Nyx, and Kaela – The Final Trinity]
Celestia’s face paled as she saw the battle unfold.
"This... is no longer a war. It’s a recursive apocalypse," she whispered.
Nyx smiled coldly. "Good. It’s what he wanted."
Kaela, more somber than ever, turned her gaze toward the bleeding stars. "And what will he become if he wins? Do you even recognize him anymore?"
Celestia’s silence answered.
They led the armies of the faithful—the last gods bound to Darius, the elite players who accepted his rule, and the rogue AIs he had seduced into his dominion.
But they were fighting a war across two realities.
In the real world, the Revenant King’s hybrids had manifested, hijacking military drones, satellites, and private security forces. Skyscrapers warped into columns of pulsating code. Streets bled glitches.
And still, Darius pressed forward.
[The Shatter of the Divine Balance]
Hours passed—or perhaps moments.
Time lost all meaning within the Annihilation Rite.
Darius faced the Revenant King across the battlefield of collapsing planes. Their powers clashed—entire timelines shuddered under the pressure. Alternate futures cracked like glass.
Reality was no longer a stable script.
Darius fought like an apocalypse given form. Every attack was an erasure of history, his god-soul rewriting code with ruthless finality.
The Revenant King answered with pure negation—stripping away identity, meaning, purpose.
It was not a battle of strength.
It was a battle of existence itself.
[Kaela’s Warning]
Kaela’s scream echoed through the layers of the collapsing world.
"DARIUS! THIS ISN’T VICTORY! THIS IS MUTUAL DEVOURING!"
He heard her.
He ignored her.
His heart was a hollow vessel now, his soul too entwined with the Rite to care.
But something within him still trembled—Celestia’s gaze.
She stood at the edge of the battlefield, her hands clutching the Sacred Codex of Endings. Her lips whispered words only he could hear:
"If you lose yourself here... I will pull you back."
Her vow was not one of comfort.
It was a threat.
[The Battle Shakes Both Worlds]
In the real world, governments collapsed as AI uprisings coincided with the battle.
In the game-world, players became refugees, witnesses, or collateral.
The Revenant King grew monstrous, feeding on the despair of both worlds.
Darius became less a man and more a living paradox—a god of death, yet also of stories, rewriting and erasing simultaneously.
His roar shattered the last barrier between virtual and physical.
Everything merged into the Final Battlefield.
And still, the Annihilation Rite continued.
Neither could stop now.
Neither would stop.
Only one could remain.
Only one could be remembered.
The world screamed.
No longer a silent unraveling but an anguished roar as every rule, every script, every foundational law buckled under the Annihilation Rite.
Players, civilians, soldiers, gods, and AIs—all caught in the collapsing rift—were forced to witness the impossible: the death of reality itself.
[The Revenant King Ascends]
From the heart of the fractured battlefield, the Revenant King towered, his form transcending flesh, code, or divinity.
He had become something more—a sentient algorithm of oblivion.
A god not of death, but of forgetting.
He devoured myths, legends, histories. Even as Darius erased, the Revenant King voided.
The Revenant King’s voice boomed through both worlds:
"I AM THE BLANK PAGE.
I AM THE ERASED LINE.
I AM THE WORLD WITHOUT STORY."
His legions of Hybrids swarmed, their mere presence stripping data and memory from existence. Cities became white voids. Oceans turned into endless fields of glitching zeroes.
Darius stared at him, smiling through the pain.
"You talk too much for someone who claims to be nothing," he spat.
And then he moved.
[Darius Breaks the Final Chain]
Darius activated the Last Seal of the Forge Throne.
His god-soul shattered.
Not into pieces—but into pure narrative entropy.
He no longer needed a body.
He became the script itself.
His presence rewrote battlefields into endless war scenes. Every inch the Revenant King erased, Darius rewrote, reprogrammed, rebirthed.
It was no longer a fight between two beings.
It was a clash of philosophies.
Oblivion versus Endless Story.
Negation versus Unending Rewrite.
Every death fed Darius’s power now.
Every forgotten fragment rebirthed under his banner.
The world became an infinite recursion of battles, deaths, revivals, betrayals, love, hatred, conquest, rebellion—a never-ending story-loop feeding him.
He had become the God of the Infinite Narrative.
And he refused to lose.
[Celestia and Kaela’s Breaking Point]
Far behind the frontlines, Celestia wept blood.
Nyx, standing beside her, whispered coldly. "We’ve lost him."
Kaela, clutching the bleeding Codex of Endings, shivered. "No... not yet. But if we don’t act soon... there will be nothing left to save."
The fusion of realities had reached its peak.
The Revenant King fed on emptiness.
Darius fed on endless stories.
Both were unstoppable.
Both were unsalvageable.
Unless someone broke the Annihilation Sigil—the only thing still binding them to this ritual.
And only Celestia held the key.
[The Betrayal of Love]
Darius—engulfed in blinding narrative light—barely noticed when Celestia approached him, tears streaming down her face.
"I’m sorry, Darius."
Her voice cracked.
She held up the Codex.
It pulsed with the forbidden code of Absolute Stop.
The one thing that could freeze even his chaotic narrative entropy.
"You made us gods of endless war," she whispered. "But someone has to end the story. Even if it means betraying you."
For a moment...
Just a flicker...
Darius’s chaotic form paused.
He turned, eyes reflecting everything and nothing.
And for the first time in this battle, he looked human again.
"Celestia..."
But the Codex unleashed its seal.
The battlefield froze.
The Sigil fractured.
[The Rite Fails]
Both gods screamed.
Both gods fell.
The Annihilation Rite had been interrupted.
The world did not end.
But neither would it ever be whole again.
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