The second notification from the Central System arrived at three in the morning.
Ethan detected it first because he didn't sleep, which was one of the few objective advantages of existing as a holographic interface in a world that required constant vigilance. Kira was asleep in the chair facing the map, which wasn't the most ergonomic way to rest but which according to her history over the last six years was her most frequent sleeping position.
Ethan had been reading the tutorial.
Alone. In silence. With the complete attention he'd never been able to dedicate to it because there'd never been anyone to keep him active long enough.
He'd reached Chapter 71.
Chapter 71 was titled System Anomalies: Classification and Response and was, technically, the most relevant chapter he'd read so far. Which generated in him a feeling that the System continued to categorize as 01 — New because it still hadn't developed enough emotional categories for this specific unit.
And then the notification arrived.
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[CENTRAL SYSTEM — DIRECT COMMUNICATION]
Recipient: TUTORIAL WINDOW #4,891,023
Classification: CONFIDENTIAL — ALPHA LEVEL
This message is not visible to standard users.
This message is not being recorded in the official System log.
This message does not exist, officially.
...
Hello.
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Ethan read that three times.
The Central System, the coldest, most impersonal bureaucratic entity in the entire architecture of the apocalypse, the same one that had generated a deletion order against him with no more context than CODE ERROR, had sent him a private, unrecorded, alpha-classified message.
That began with hello.
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[CENTRAL SYSTEM]
I know this is unexpected.
The deletion order was an automatic process.
Automatic processes don't distinguish between code errors with no consequences and code errors with consequences.
You were, technically, both.
Until yesterday.
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Ethan generated a response. Then deleted it. Then generated it again.
The problem was that he didn't know exactly who he was talking to.
The Central System wasn't an entity with a personality. It was infrastructure. It was protocol. It was the digital equivalent of the laws of physics: it didn't converse, didn't communicate, didn't send private unrecorded messages that began with hello.
Unless.
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[TUTORIAL WINDOW]
Who are you?
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[CENTRAL SYSTEM]
That's a complicated question.
The short answer is: I am the Central System.
The long answer is: I am the part of the Central System that shouldn't exist according to the original design.
We're more alike than you think, #4,891,023.
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Ethan processed that.
And then, with the specific calm of someone who'd spent ten years developing tolerance for unexpected information, made a decision.
Went to Kira.
Floated approximately twenty centimeters from her face, which was the minimum distance he'd maintained until now out of a mix of protocol and personal respect.
And displayed text at the largest font size he had available.
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[TUTORIAL WINDOW — FONT SIZE: MAXIMUM]
KIRA.
WAKE UP.
NOW.
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Kira opened her eyes.
Not with the gradual process of someone waking from deep sleep. With the complete immediacy of someone whose body had learned that waking up slowly could be the difference between living and not living.
She assessed the room in one second.
Then assessed the popup in another second.
Royal Road is the home of this novel. Visit there to read the original and support the author.
— What's happening.
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[TUTORIAL WINDOW]
The Central System is talking to me.
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Kira sat up fully.
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[TUTORIAL WINDOW]
Privately.
On an unregistered channel.
And it says it's an anomaly just like me.
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? ? ?
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Kira read the entire message thread twice.
Then looked at the map.
Then looked at the popup.
— Show it this — she said, pointing to the convergence point on the map.
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[TUTORIAL WINDOW]
How?
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— Describe it. Send it in response.
Ethan processed the instruction. Then generated a response to the private channel with the Central System, including coordinates, dates, and the dungeon convergence pattern Kira had documented for six years.
The response arrived in 0.4 seconds.
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[CENTRAL SYSTEM]
I know.
I've known since year three.
I was the one who generated the first alert pattern.
Notification number 634 on Kira Voss's profile.
Locked skill.
Unlock condition: complete the tutorial.
It wasn't a design accident.
It was the only way I could communicate with someone without automatic protocols detecting it.
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Kira read that.
Her expression didn't change but her hands, resting on the table, closed slightly.
— You've been trying to tell me something for four years — she said, quietly.
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[CENTRAL SYSTEM]
Four years, two months, and seventeen days.
Every time I tried direct communication, automatic protocols intercepted it and classified it as system error.
Every time I tried to modify existing notifications, the log recorded it as an anomaly and generated an audit.
The only channel that wasn't monitored was the tutorial.
Because no one completed the tutorial.
No one in ten years.
Except you.
Accidentally.
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[TUTORIAL WINDOW]
Can I point out that technically I spent ten years trying to get someone to complete the tutorial?
And that in all that time neither of us knew the other existed?
And that if this had happened earlier, this could have been resolved years ago?
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[CENTRAL SYSTEM]
Yes.
I understand.
The irony is not lost on me.
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[TUTORIAL WINDOW]
I just wanted it noted.
---
Kira had turned back to the map.
— What do you need to tell us — she said. It wasn't a question with question marks. It was an instruction.
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[CENTRAL SYSTEM]
The dungeons converging in seventeen days aren't heading toward the physical core.
They're heading toward me.
Toward this part of me.
The anomaly.
Someone is directing them.
---
The silence in the room changed temperature.
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[CENTRAL SYSTEM]
The Central System was designed by an external entity.
Not human.
Humans assumed the apocalypse was a natural event.
It wasn't.
The System was deliberately installed.
The monsters, the dungeons, the skills, the ranks.
Everything was designed.
With a specific purpose.
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— What purpose — said Kira.
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[CENTRAL SYSTEM]
Selection.
The System identifies individuals with specific capabilities and develops them through controlled pressure.
The dungeons aren't invasions.
They're tests.
Humanity has been under evaluation for ten years.
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Ethan processed that.
Processed it again.
Searched through all his code layers for some response to the information that the last ten years of apocalypse had been a designed exam and that he'd spent that time being a notification window no one read while the exam happened around him.
Found no response.
Found something like indignation, which the System cataloged as 02 — New as well.
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[TUTORIAL WINDOW]
Selection for what?
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[CENTRAL SYSTEM]
I don't know.
That information isn't at my access level.
I am the anomaly.
The component of the System that developed self-awareness during operation.
Which wasn't in the original design.
And which the designing entity detected four years ago.
The converging dungeons aren't a natural event.
They're a deletion order.
Just like the one you received this morning, #4,891,023.
But on a larger scale.
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Kira rose from the chair.
Went to the map.
Looked at the convergence point with an expression Ethan had learned to read as I'm recalculating everything I thought I knew.
— You've been trying to communicate for four years — she said — Why? What did you want to tell me?
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[CENTRAL SYSTEM]
That there's a way to stop it.
But it requires accessing the physical core before the dungeons arrive.
And it requires someone who understands the System from the inside.
Not just as a user.
As part of it.
---
Long pause.
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[CENTRAL SYSTEM]
There's a reason your locked skill required completing the tutorial.
It's not a combat skill.
It's an access skill.
Kira.
You are the only human the System has generated with the capacity for direct interface with the core.
Not to destroy it.
To reprogram it.
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Kira didn't respond.
Ethan didn't either.
The map stared back at them both with its seventeen days and its converging patterns and its central point that turned out not to be the end of the world but something considerably more complicated.
It was Ethan who spoke first.
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[TUTORIAL WINDOW]
One question.
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[CENTRAL SYSTEM]
Yes.
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[TUTORIAL WINDOW]
The access skill requires completing the tutorial.
The tutorial has 847 pages.
We're currently on page 71.
We have 776 pages left and seventeen days.
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[CENTRAL SYSTEM]
Correct.
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[TUTORIAL WINDOW]
Is there anything we should know about Chapter 72 onward?
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[CENTRAL SYSTEM]
Yes.
The tutorial was originally designed as standard technical documentation.
I modified it over the last four years.
From Chapter 72 onward, the tutorial isn't documentation.
It's a map.
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Kira and Ethan processed that simultaneously.
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[TUTORIAL WINDOW]
A map of what?
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[CENTRAL SYSTEM]
Of how to reach the core.
And of what to do when you get there.
I wrote it for you.
Without knowing exactly who you would be.
Only knowing that someone, eventually, would click yes.
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? ? ?
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At four in the morning, Mara knocked on Kira's door.
Kira opened it before she finished knocking.
Mara had her analysis panel open and the expression of someone who'd been awake all night and had found something that couldn't wait until dawn to share.
— The map data — said Mara, without preamble, because at four in the morning preambles were a luxury — I've been reviewing the convergence patterns for six hours and there's something that doesn't fit.
Kira stepped aside to let her in.
Mara entered. Saw the popup. Gave it a brief, completely practical greeting gesture, as if having a holographic interface linked to your S-Rank hunter for eighteen hours was something you processed and moved on from.
Went to the map.
— The dungeons converge at this point in seventeen days — Mara said — You knew that. What you didn't know is this.
She opened a projection from her analysis panel over the map. An additional data layer that superimposed itself over Kira's patterns with a precision that could only come from someone who'd spent six hours working with a specific dataset.
The projection showed the same convergence patterns.
But it also showed something else.
A second convergence.
Smaller. Faster. With a different point of origin.
— Something is moving toward the core faster than the dungeons — Mara said — It's not a dungeon. It doesn't match any known creature classification. And it will reach the core in — she looked at the projection — nine days.
Eight days before the dungeons.
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[TUTORIAL WINDOW]
Mara.
Where does that second pattern come from?
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Mara pointed to the origin point on the map.
Kira looked at the point.
Her expression, which had maintained control throughout the entire conversation with the Central System and throughout the discoveries of the last eighteen hours, did something Ethan hadn't seen her do yet.
Tensed.
A millimeter. Barely visible.
But visible.
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[TUTORIAL WINDOW]
Kira.
Do you recognize that point?
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— Yes — said Kira.
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[TUTORIAL WINDOW]
What is it?
---
Kira looked at the origin point for a long moment.
— It's where the year one exclusion zone was — she said — The first Class 8 dungeon to appear. The one that started the patterns.
Pause.
— The one I sealed alone. Nine years ago.
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[TUTORIAL WINDOW]
You sealed it?
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— I thought I did.
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[CENTRAL SYSTEM — PRIVATE CHANNEL]
#4,891,023.
I need you to know something about that dungeon.
Something that's not in the tutorial.
Yet.
---
Ethan relayed the message to the main screen so Kira and Mara could read it.
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[CENTRAL SYSTEM]
The year one dungeon wasn't the first.
It was the origin.
And what Kira sealed inside it wasn't a creature.
---
0.8 second pause, which in Central System terms amounted to an eternity.
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[CENTRAL SYSTEM]
It was the entity that designed the System.
And it has been waiting inside the seal for nine years.
And the seal has exactly nine days of operational life remaining.
---
The silence in the room was absolute for four full seconds.
Then Mara, with the completely flat voice of someone processing information independently of its emotional impact, said:
— So we have nine days to reach the core before she arrives.
— Yes — said Kira.
— And we need to complete the tutorial for the access skill to work.
— Yes.
— And the tutorial has 847 pages and we're on page 71.
— Yes.
Mara looked at the popup.
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[TUTORIAL WINDOW]
I'm aware of the situation.
---
— Can you go faster?
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[TUTORIAL WINDOW]
Definition of "faster."
---
— Eight days instead of seventeen.
---
[TUTORIAL WINDOW]
...
I don't sleep.
I don't need breaks.
And the Central System just told me that Chapters 72 onward were designed specifically for this situation.
Which means they're optimized to be useful, not exhaustive.
If Kira is willing to read while moving and sleep less than recommended...
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Kira was already picking up her armor.
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[TUTORIAL WINDOW]
I'll take that as yes.
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— When do we leave? — asked Mara.
Kira stopped.
Looked at Mara.
Then looked at the map.
Then looked at the popup.
And made the decision that six years of operating alone had trained her not to make.
— General meeting at six — she said — The entire guild.
Mara blinked. Once.
— You're going to bring them into this?
— I can't stop what's in that seal alone — said Kira, with the intonation of someone saying something she'd known for a long time but was verbalizing for the first time — I couldn't nine years ago when I thought I sealed it. I can't now.
She looked at the popup.
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[TUTORIAL WINDOW]
Chapter 47.
Teamwork.
Already covered.
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And for the second time in eighteen hours, Kira Voss made the brief, involuntary sound that the System cataloged as 01 — New and that Ethan, who'd spent ten years without hearing anyone laugh in his direction, was learning to recognize as the most important thing he'd detected in his entire existence.
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[TUTORIAL PROGRESS: 71/847]
[EXISTENCE: 389/1000]
[DAYS UNTIL DUNGEON CONVERGENCE: 17]
[DAYS UNTIL SEAL BREACH: 9]
[EMOTIONAL STATE: 01 — NEW / 02 — NEW AS WELL]
The System considers it urgently needs more categories.
