The One Who Writes Existence

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"F*ck this reality."

Zar stared down at his chest, eyes widening as the shimmering phantom badge pulsed faintly against his skin.

Why the hell do I know what this is?

It wasn't just any badge—it was the Nexus Academy Entrance Badge. The same one that was only given to those who qualified to enter the most overpowered institution in the entire Nexus Verse.

And now, it was attached to him.

His mind raced. This doesn't make sense. I never applied for any damn entrance exam. He was just… here. No explanation. No warning. And yet, the badge was glowing against his skin, as real as the air he breathed.

Before he could even start cursing the absurdity of the situation, something hit him—hard.

THUNK.

A sharp impact struck the back of his head, nearly knocking him off balance.

"Ow, what the—" Zar spun around, rubbing the sore spot as he glared into the empty void surrounding him.

Then it happened.

A voice—ancient, boundless, and resonating with unfathomable power—echoed in Zar's mind.

[At long last… Welcome, my sole and rightful wielder.]

For a moment, Zar stood frozen, his thoughts a chaotic mess. Then, slowly, his lips curled into a grin.

"Yes… finally! I have something to pass through this overpowered verse!"

His heart pounded in excitement. If he had something guiding him—something strong—then maybe, just maybe, he wouldn't end up as cannon fodder in this absurdly broken world.

Taking a deep breath, he asked, "Are you my system?"

A moment of silence.

Then, the voice responded—firm, authoritative, and almost… irritated.

[Yes?]

Zar blinked. Did… did the system just answer like it was annoyed?

Clearing his throat, he hesitated before speaking again. "Uh… can you show me information about this world?"

The system complied instantly.

[System Interface Activated]

A golden screen materialized before Zar's eyes, filled with radiant, mystical text that exuded an undeniable, majestic aura.

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[User Information]

Name: Zar

Title: None (Yet)

Bloodline: Bloodline of Zar (?)

Physique: Physique of Zar (?)

Current Number of Multiverse: 9008

System Authority: None (Unlock through progression)

Unique Abilities: ??? (Sealed)

Innate Talent: ??? (To be determined through awakening process)

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"What."

Zar's mouth went dry. His eyes locked onto the last line as his brain short-circuited.

9008 multiverses?

9008 multiverses!!!!!

His fingers twitched as he tried to process what he was seeing.

"Hey, System, are you sure you didn't make a typo? I only thought of 666 multiverses in my story. Where the fck did the rest come from?!"*

The system remained unfazed.

[This knowledge is not yet available to you. If you wish to understand the true nature of the Nexus Verse, you may find answers within the Nexus Academy.]

Zar groaned, gripping his head. More multiverses meant more danger. More absurdly powerful beings. And—most importantly—

A far more impossible entrance exam.

Taking a shaky breath, he scrolled through the system's information again, this time clicking on the (?) next to his Bloodline and Physique.

[Bloodline of Zar (?) → Information Restricted]

[Physique of Zar (?) → Information Restricted]

"Of course it's restricted. Why wouldn't it be?" Zar muttered sarcastically.

Then, something struck him.

"Hey, System," he asked, narrowing his eyes. "Why the hell do my bloodline and physique have my name on them?"

For a moment, silence.

Then—

[…Are you serious?]

The system's voice dripped with disbelief, like it couldn't believe it had to explain something so obvious.

[Of course, they have your name on them. It's your bloodline. Your physique. Not someone else's.]

Zar blinked. "…Well, yeah, but—"

[But what? Did you expect to have 'Bloodline of Some Random Nobody'? 'Physique of Generic Mob #37'?]

Zar clenched his jaw. "Okay, okay, I get it! No need to talk like I'm an idiot!"

The system sighed.

[Then stop asking stupid questions.]

"This system has an attitude problem."

Shaking off the irritation, Zar turned back to the screen. "Alright, fine. Why do I even have to take this damn exam in the first place?"

The system's voice rumbled through his soul.

[You know, when a novel is written by an AUTHOR, there has to be some danger lurking around. Otherwise, it would simply be called slice of life.]

Zar flinched. That… actually made a concerning amount of sense.

"Wait, wait, wait. What kind of danger?" Zar asked warily.

A new line of text appeared before him:

[Low Authority: You do not have permission to access this information.]

His stomach dropped. "Oh, come on!"

[You'll find out eventually. Or you won't. Either way, that's a future Zar problem.]

"You're enjoying this, aren't you?"

[Oh, immensely.]

Zar groaned.

He was so doomed.

Taking a deep breath, he tried to ignore the existential dread creeping in and scrolled down to check More Options.

Another interface popped up.

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[Additional User Information]

Realm: Multiversal God (Minor) (Sealed)

Fake realm: Damaged Multiversal God

Authority Level: Restricted (More Authority will be unlocked upon progression)

Current Control Over Energy: Nonexistent

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Zar's face darkened. "Hey, System... why the hell is my realm sealed?"

[Are you an idiot?]

Zar gritted his teeth. "...Excuse me?"

[Come on, it's obvious. You can't control your power. Imagine holding a stone… and crushing it instantly.]

Zar narrowed his eyes. "...So I'd basically shatter everything I touch?"

[Yes. Congratulations, you understood basic logic.]

Zar clenched his fists. "Wait a second..."

His eyes darted back to the interface, and something caught his attention.

"...Why is 'Realm' under More Options?"

Silence.

Then—

[Oh. You finally noticed.]

Zar's pupils shrank. "...You pranked me?!"

[Did I? Huh, weird.]

"...System."

[Yes?]

"You're a f*cking troll."

[And you're just now figuring that out? Wow, truly, your intelligence is immeasurable.]

Zar exhaled sharply, suppressing the urge to punch something.

"I swear… if I survive this, I'm going to beat the sht out of this system."*

[…Good luck with that.]

Zar groaned.

He was so doomed