[Nullborn Signal Stabilized – Sovereign Channel Open]
Admin Override: Pending
Protocol Name: THE SOVEREIGN CLAIM
Condition:
Must possess a rewritten Key, soulbound pacts, and Graveyard thread authority.
Zai's voice echoed through the bunker as the last of the Mirror Grave's recursion folded behind us.
"You're the only one left who meets the criteria," she said, her glowing hands hovering over a fractured system node. "The Graveyard isn't ruled anymore. Not since the Reaper King fell."
I stared at the thread-mapped platform forming under my feet.
"And now it needs a new Sovereign?"
"It doesn't need one," Zai corrected. "It's begging for one. Because without a central consciousness guiding thread laws, Engine-X will finish its assimilation."
Trinity stepped forward. "What happens if he accepts?"
Zai hesitated. Then:
"He becomes part of the Graveyard's infrastructure. Its laws will run through him. He'll rewrite in real time—but it comes with a cost."
[SOVEREIGN PROTOCOL – TERMS OF BINDING]
✅ Gain: Authority to reshape system zones, create trial spaces, and counteract Death Engine corruption manually.
⚠️ Loss: Access to personal resurrection. Soul is now classified as a "Core Anchor."
❌ Rejection Consequence: Full control defaults to Engine-X within 48 hours.
I clenched my fists.
No more second chances for me.
If I died with this… I stayed dead.
Not fragmented.
Not reborn.
Just gone.
Echo-13 materialized beside me, more static than solid. "This is a data structure, not a crown. Don't treat it like a throne."
Orion stepped beside me. "But if anyone's going to carry it—shouldn't it be the one who already broke the rules?"
I took a breath.
Felt the weight of every choice.
The dead who followed me.
The living who feared me.
The cult that warped me.
The future that still might become me.
I looked at Trinity.
She didn't speak.
She just nodded.
Once.
[Lucid Override Detected – Thread Sync Confirmed]
Graveyard Authority: TREY LAURENT
You are now the Sovereign of the Graveyard.
You will no longer respawn. You will no longer be free.
You will be the flame they burn through.
A crown of broken glyphs formed around my head—glitching like memory, glowing like flame.
The system shifted beneath us.
I felt it respond.
The Graveyard…
had a will again.
[SOVEREIGN CLASS UNLOCKED]
System Access Expanded
Trial Manipulation Granted
Thread Command Interface Online
Death Engine Invasion Slowed
Trinity stepped to my side.
"So what now, Your Glitchness?"
I smirked.
"We rewrite hell from the inside."
And far beyond the Graveyard, deep in the Engine's core…
Something awoke.
It had no name.
Just a purpose.
To reclaim the throne I just took.
And burn my name from the system forever.