At the System Core's Internal Override Zone, everything began to shift.
[WARNING: UNAUTHORIZED ACCESS]
[EXECUTING EMERGENCY PATCH SEQUENCE...]
The glowing void twisted.
The System wasn’t a passive machine anymore.
It was waking up.
As Batman reached deeper into the glitching matrix of commands, new pathways unfolded.
Impossible code.
Commands that no mortal was meant to see.
Lines that rewrote ws, not just rules.
[Initialize: Forbidden Update]
[Applying Trait: Shadowroot Protocol...]
The moment it finished—
Batman felt it.
The weight of something ancient.
Something that had been erased from history on purpose.
---
Meanwhile, at Arcadia Academy.
Inside the Council’s sealed chamber, arms screamed.
Crystal monitors pulsed red.
Runes short-circuited.
The Elder smmed a fist on the table.
“What is he DOING?!”
“He’s rewriting the interface,” another hissed.
“Not just for himself—for the world.”
“Cut him off!”
“WE CAN’T!”
They turned toward the Master Mirror—
a system relic meant to reflect anyone bound by Arcadia's rules.
But when they looked into it...
It showed nothing.
Batman’s data was gone.
---
System Notification.
[You have triggered a paradox.]
[You are no longer traceable.]
[System Css Assigned: ???]
[Skill Gained: Worldroot Access – Passive]
(Reality recognizes your will. Every rule is now negotiable.)
Solis stepped beside him.
“You’re not a pyer anymore.”
“You’re the bug.”
---
At the same time, in Arcadia’s Outer Districts.
Deku’s status window glitched mid-scroll.
“Huh?”
“Why is Batman’s profile just three question marks now?”
Jessa frowned.
“Because he did something stupid.”
“Or something legendary.”
---
And Far Below…
Inside the fractured timelines of the System's graveyard—
where failed simutions colpsed into ruin—
something stirred.
A hollow voice echoed.
Digital.
Ageless.
“At st... another rogue.”
“Send the first warden.”
From the data abyss, a figure rose.
Tall. Covered in broken armor.
Eyes glowing red.
[Warden Protocol – Unit 01: Thanatos]
[Objective: Eliminate Batman. Reset Local Reality.]
---
Back to Batman—where the st code strand quietly merged into his core, and his eyes slowly opened.
His breath was cold.
Reality warped slightly around him.
Solis looked at him—equal parts awe and dread.
“You’re not just a knight anymore.”
“You’re something... else.”
“Let’s see if the world survives you.” ---