Chapter 8: Second Game:
It's only the start of Karl's journey, and he hasn't even been ranked yet. Recalling the phrase "ranking will determine fate" from the update, he began to feel worried.
Karl stood there, staring at the board that read: Check Rank.He had almost died in the ranking game, and now they could check the rank anywhere? Not cool. However, he clicked on it, curiosity burning inside him. The screen flickered for a moment before displaying:
Your Rank:Glitched Thinkers – Those who perceive solutions outside normal reasoning, breaking conventional rules.
Karl blinked in confusion. He had expected something more... conventional. He let out a frustrated sigh and muttered, "Glitch, why is it like this?"
The glitch entity's voice came through, a playful tone layered with ancient authority. "Stop saying it so rudely, kid. I'm older than you—30 billion or something. I can't remember. Also, you haven't awakened your power yet."
"Alright, bet."
He slowly clicked on the button, and a golden light lit up in front of him.
Your Power: Fire Manipulation.
"Yeah, I'm not surprised. If I only had this power, I'd be weak. But... however... Glitch, how do I unlock more of your power?"
"To regain more of my power, Karl, you must stop wielding it. Stop bending reality to your will, and instead, embrace the chaos within you. The more you fight it, the more you'll lose. But if you learn to accept the distortion, to let it consume you without resistance, you will unlock a power far greater than anything you've known."
"Well, that won't happen. Okay? I won't."
"You probably will."
"Alya didn't"
"Because her power is from reality, and you are from Glitch!!!"
A voice broke them off from arguing
"The second game will start in two hours"