Infinite System Inheritor Return From The Abyss

As Goddess Zyraena prepared to let her blood fall onto the glowing golden contract, the contract suddenly vanished from in front of her. Her blood dripped onto the surface instead.

"Hm, let me be first, Goddess," Seojun said calmly. Zyraena watched as he held the golden contract in his hand. Smiling, Seojun bit his own finger and allowed his blood to fall onto the contract.

Before Zyraena could react, Seojun appeared in front of her. He grabbed her bleeding finger and guided her blood onto the golden contract.

"Wait, no!" Zyraena shouted, trying to pull her hand away. She reached for the golden contract, hoping to remove it before her blood could touch it, but her body suddenly froze and refused to move.

With her blood now on the contract, it floated and began to shine brightly. Zyraena's ability to move returned, but she fell to her knees, panic overtaking her.

"No!" she cried out as the contract ripped in half. One piece flew towards Seojun's palm, while the other half dashed towards her chest. A mark appeared on her chest as the two halves connected.

She stared at the mark in terror, muttering, "This can't be."

Seojun looked at the mark on his palm with a contemplative expression. He then took a seat, bringing himself to eye level with Goddess Zyraena. A smile crept onto his face as he spoke.

"It looks like your plan backfired, Goddess. Or perhaps it's just that your own deceit has come back to you."

Zyraena, still kneeling and overwhelmed by the sudden turn of events, could only stare in shock as the reality of her failed scheme set in.

Goddess Zyraena, in a fit of despair, gripped her own hair as the reality of her failure sank in. Seojun watched her for a moment before laughing softly.

"Find my mother and We'll meet again," he said as he slowly began to disappear into the air. His last words were overshadowed by Zyraena's desperate scream of "No!"

Seojun opened his eyes to the blinding sunlight. He raised his arm to shield his eyes and took in his surroundings.

"Oh right," he thought. "I'm in the Awakeners Association."

Suddenly, he heard a joyful bark. Huno, now wearing a collar with his name on it, leaped toward Seojun and began enthusiastically licking his face.

As Seojun was greeted by Huno's enthusiastic affection, a blue holographic screen materialized before him, accompanied by a system voice in his mind.

Ding!

[Successful Contract: Goddess Zyraena]

Title: Sovereign of Omniarch Realm

- Rank: S

- Contract Type: Slave Contract

Contract Details:

- Goddess Zyraena, now bound by a slave contract, is required to assist in locating Seojun's mother while adhering to the terms set by him.

- Contract Effects: This slave contract ensures Zyraena's absolute compliance and prevents her from engaging in manipulative actions.

- Special Clauses: The contract guarantees that Zyraena will follow Seojun's commands and cannot use her powers to subvert the agreement.

[Looks like you have found my origin, Host], The System spoke,

Seojun stood up and walked over to the curtain, which had been blocking the sun. He pulled it aside and took a deep breath of the fresh air.

"Yeah, system, or should I call you Typhon?" he asked aloud.

[I'm no longer Typhon's host. I remain as a system, forever guiding your descendants.]

Seojun glanced at a large billboard displayed prominently in the room. The billboard showcased Alex and Alexa, Alex was tall and strong. His blond hair was messy and fell just above his shoulders. His brown eyes looked determined and confident. He wore modern, dark clothes that fit well and had detailed designs. His outfit gave off a feeling of both strength and style.

Alexa stood next to Alex, looking just as striking. Her long, straight blond hair flowed down her back and looked shiny. Her brown eyes were warm and kind, showing her intelligence. She wore a modern, light-colored dress with delicate details, giving her a graceful and elegant appearance.

Seojun turned his attention to his status screen and noticed an unread notification. Opening it, he saw the details of a new side quest:

[Side Quest: Find Echidna and Typhon's Children]

Objective: Locate and identify the children of Echidna and Typhon.

Progress: 2/6

Additional Information:

Automatic Host Guardians: The children will automatically become host guardians.

REWARDS:

Legendary Equipment: Receive a piece of legendary gear tied to the power of each child.

Divine Affinity: Increase your affinity with certain divine beings, boosting your divine powers and granting access to rare blessings.

Ancient Relics: Discover ancient relics connected to the Titans, enhancing your abilities and providing unique buffs in combat.

After receiving the quest notification, Seojun frowned.

"I need you to block Zyraena's authority over you. I won't let her manipulate me or use the system functions against me again. She's lucky enough that I didn't end, She's also part of the reason I grew and became strong But I refuse to be her pawn any longer. Block her System"

[Yes, Host.] His system answered and the usual blue screen appeared.

[Command acknowledged]

The Provider of System Goddess Zyraena Authority, is now restricted. Access to the system functions has been permanently revoked. All future interactions with the system will be conducted without her direct influence or involvement.

Seojun nodded and now planning to ask his system about what he learned, especially about Zyraena the former wife of System(Echidna) about his System manipulated and used his madness. Just as he was about to speak, the system interrupted.

[Host, you should check your new status. It's important for you to see than for me to say,]

Seojun was about to open his status screen when he felt a sudden hand on his shoulder. Startled, he spun around to see Alex standing behind him.

Seojun blinked as he processed Alex's question. 'Did I just let my guard down?'

Alex, however, didn't seem bothered. With a calm demeanor, he handed Seojun a folder. "By the way, we've prepared an apartment for you to live in for a while. Choose which one you like."

Seojun took the folder, flipping through the glossy photos of various luxurious apartments. But his mind was elsewhere. "Nah, I'm going to use our house, thanks," he said, handing the folder back without much thought.

Alex didn't flinch. "Not for now. The media is currently waiting for you there."

Seojun frowned, puzzled. "What do you mean?" he asked, petting Huno absentmindedly. He could feel the tension building up, and he didn't like it.

Without a word, Alex walked over to the flat-screen TV mounted on the wall. He turned it on, and the screen immediately filled with live footage of Seojun's house. Reporters and camera crews were swarming the entrance, microphones and cameras all aimed at the front door, eager for a glimpse of the mysterious man who had recently returned.

"What are they doing there?" Seojun asked, his tone flat but his eyes narrowing slightly.

"Why don't we talk while eating breakfast?" Alex suggested, smoothly changing the subject. As if on cue, Seojun's stomach growled, reminding him that he hadn't eaten since who knows when. He glanced at the clock—8 a.m. He had slept almost half a day away.

With a reluctant nod, Seojun agreed. He didn't feel like dealing with the media circus, not on an empty stomach. "Is there anything specific you want to eat?" Alex asked as they made their way to the door.

Seojun shrugged. "Anything's fine."

They left the room and headed for the elevator. Huno followed closely behind, his claws clicking softly against the marble floor. A minute later, the elevator doors opened, revealing a floor that was distinctly different from the rest of the building. The scent of freshly brewed coffee and sizzling bacon wafted through the air, immediately putting Seojun at ease.

They stepped out into what seemed to be a high-end restaurant, with floor-to-ceiling windows offering a breathtaking view of the city below. The place was quiet, with only a few early risers scattered around the tables.

Alex led them to a corner booth, the most private spot in the place. As they sat down, a waiter approached with a polite smile.