Ten years ago, the Apocalypse System descended upon Earth, and with it came the Gates - portals to countless dying worlds, each locked in their own unique apocalypse. 

Humanity thought they were conquering these apocalyptic realms for power and glory.
But they were wrong. The Gates were training grounds, and Earth's own apocalypse was the final exam.

When the Earth’s Apocalypse finally descended, the world fell in a matter of days.
Now, ten years after the fall, Cipher remains the only one alive in this ruined world, having only survived thanks to his Glitch Class - a power he also didn't fully understand. He's survived where billions failed, wandering the wasteland alone, until a meteor crashes down from the heavens and strikes him.

But this is no ordinary meteor. It's the remnant of a dying god, offering him one final chance: return to the past and save earth from its apocalypse. There's a catch though - the god's power is too weak to send him back with his memories or abilities intact. He would return as nothing more than an ordinary person, doomed to repeat the same fate.

Just as despair sets in, his Glitch Class activates once again, corrupting the god's power. The regression glitches - instead of losing everything, Cipher retains both his memories of the future and his Glitch Class.

He awakens in the past on the day of his original awakening - but something is wrong. The system glitches again, and he awakens his original Glitch Class for the first time. The two classes collide and merge, evolving into the Cheat Class.

Armed with knowledge of the future and a class that can acquire any skill or exploit, Cipher has one goal: conquer every apocalyptic world, accumulate overwhelming power, and face the Final Apocalypse head-on.

This time, he'll change everything.

"Recover your mana and use your strongest healing on me," he said.


She took a mana potion and concentrated on him. 


Cipher activated the Regeneration skill and began recovering 1% max hp per second. He then shifted his body, entering the final stance - the twelfth form.


The moment he settled into the stance, he felt the entire world shift around him. 


He hadn't even swung the sword yet. Just the stance.


Slowly, one by one, colors began disappearing from the world around him. The vibrant colors of the training area faded. The red of his own blood dulled. Everything drained away, leaving him in a stark black-and-white world.


Then the textures began disappearing. The rough surface of the training floor, the grain of his sword's handle, the fabric of his clothes - all of it flattened. He saw everything around him as pure shapes. 


Then space followed. He felt the world freeze around him. His body wouldn't move. Couldn't move. He was locked in place.


Chapter 40 - Heavenly Demonic Sword Art [PART 2]