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Swallowed Star: Trillionfold Resonance

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Chapter 1 - New life

Chapter One: Silence That Didn't Hurt

The first thing Kael noticed… was quiet.

Not the kind that hits after bombs drop or when you're floating in space, ears ringing and skin buzzing. This was different.

Peaceful.

A breeze brushed past his face. Soft. Gentle.

And warmth. Actual warmth.

He opened his eyes.

Sky. Blue. Too clean. No black smears from orbital fire. No wrecked ships drifting like corpses.

He sat up slow, palms pressing into warm concrete.

Buildings rose around him—fire escapes, windows cracked open, a bird somewhere in the distance. A city. Not one he recognized, but nothing was burning. No bodies. No alarms screaming.

He let out a laugh. Breathless. Disbelieving.

"I'm alive," he muttered, touching his chest. It thumped steady. No pain. No broken ribs. No cauterized wounds or screaming lungs.

He looked down.

Gray hoodie. Jeans. Clean sneakers. Not armor. Not tech gear. Just clothes. Normal ones.

His hands looked different. Slimmer. Skin smoother. This body wasn't built for war—it hadn't lived it.

Then the memory hit.

The betrayal. The final fight. That moment right before everything fell apart… when he whispered it.

"I just want to live for me. No wars. No missions. Just… live."

Something had answered.

Mechanical, calm, weirdly friendly.

[Trillionfold Resonance System Activated]

Welcome, Host: Kael. Your wish has been acknowledged. Prepare for a fulfilling life.

He blinked.

"…The hell?"

A golden screen shimmered into view—floating midair like some AR projection. Slick design. Definitely not military tech. Honestly, it looked kinda… gamey.

Function: Bind to one living individual.

Their gains become yours—multiplied by 1,000,000,000,000.

For each gain, choose one:

🔘 Quantity (1 Trillion units)

🔘 Quality (1 Perfected version)

Kael stared. "So… I pick someone, and I get a trillion times whatever they earn?"

Correct.

He stood up, stunned. "That's not a system. That's a cheat code. What kind of karma lottery did I win?"

One designed to give you the life you asked for. No more struggle. Just choose wisely… and live.

He took in the alley again. No rusted steel. No blood. No dead comrades. Just… people walking by. Laughing. Casual.

No war.

He was done.

Kael walked toward the street, the breeze tugging his hoodie. Sunlight felt real again. His steps were light. His heart wasn't pounding from adrenaline—for once, it was excitement.

He passed a storefront window and paused.

Reflected back: a kid. Fifteen, tops. Messy dark hair. Amber eyes. Slim frame. He looked average. But his eyes… they had weight. Like he'd lived far longer than his face suggested.

"So this is me now," he said quietly.

He kept walking.

Above a café, a news screen blinked to life. Local bulletin, probably fluff. He was about to ignore it—until one name hit his ears like a slap.

"—Luo Feng, age eighteen, passes Elite Martial Exam. Experts predict he may be the strongest martial talent of the new generation—"

Kael froze.

"Wait. Luo Feng?" His mind raced. That name. That world.

Swallowed Star.

The monsters. The tech. The evolution. The cosmic reach.

"No way," he breathed. "I'm in that universe?"

Target Identified: Luo Feng

Potential Binding Candidate Detected. Bind to this target? (Y/N)

Kael didn't even blink. "Yes. Bind."

[Binding to Target: Luo Feng…]

Synchronization Initialized.

Resonance Status: Active.

He felt it—a heartbeat that wasn't his. A thread stretching across the city. Far, but connected.

"So whatever he earns… I get a trillion times that. Quality or quantity."

He grinned. "Okay. Yeah. This system's nuts. But I'm not complaining."

Later that day, Kael sat on a rooftop as the sun dipped behind the skyline, painting the world orange and violet.

He lay back. Stared up at the sky.

No orders. No briefing. No mission countdown.

Just wind and distant traffic.

[Target Luo Feng has acquired: Nine Stage Thunder Blade (Intermediate)]

Trigger Resonance:

🔘 Quantity: 1,000,000,000,000 variants

🔘 Quality: 1 perfected technique

Kael laughed. "Easy choice. Quality."

[Resonating…]

Energy rolled through him—subtle, like warm water gliding over skin. Not explosive. Not painful.

He stood. Raised his arm without thinking.

Perfected Nine Stage Thunder Blade: Form One – Silent Flash.

A clean, silver streak cut the air.

No sound. No drag. Just precision.

He stared at his hand. "This isn't training," he whispered. "This is… pure mastery."

Another laugh escaped him, almost giddy.

"This system's actually insane."

He looked up again.

Years of fighting. Bleeding. Losing. Surviving.

Now?

He didn't have to carry anyone.

Didn't have to be the shield.

Didn't have to save the world.

He could just… watch it unfold.

Enjoy the rise. The growth. The power.

And finally—live.

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