Silence lingered after the fight, tension woven into every breath.
The others still stood in shock, but Ren wasn't looking at them anymore. He was staring at the sky.
Not the blue above—but the cracks only he could see.
Hairline fractures in reality.
Faint… yet growing.
[System Alert][Anomaly Detected: Dimensional Rift Stability Fluctuating][Probability of Outer Interference: 31% … 47% … 62%][Warning: Entities beyond conceptual comprehension have sensed your existence]
His pupils narrowed.
'Tch. Already?'
A small smile curled his lips—but there was no amusement in it this time.
Just wariness.
Just preparation.
"Time to move."
Rias blinked. "What? Ren, we just—"
"Stay here," he said, already turning. "And if you see anything with eyes that shouldn't exist… don't look back."
The sky groaned above them.
Clouds twisting, spiraling—no longer obeying the laws of weather, but something far more ancient.
Azazel's expression turned grim. "He's right. That energy… it's not demonic, angelic, or dragonic. It's something we shouldn't even be near."
"Where are you going?" Akeno called after Ren.
He paused.
"…Away."
And in the next moment, he vanished—space warping and folding around him like paper.
—Elsewhere
Ren appeared in a quiet forest near a dead leyline—no power, no gods, no systems watching.
Just silence.
Just the stillness of an abandoned land.
He exhaled.
[System Update Complete][Reaper System Fragments Analyzed][Warning: Remaining in one location too long while resonating at current power level may cause outer entities to anchor][Temporary Solution: Dimensional Drift Protocol – Active]
"Looks like I've stirred a hornet's nest."
He reached into his coat and pulled out a thin pendant—a dull charm that flickered once every few seconds.
The system had forged it on the fly.
A suppressor.
Temporary, but useful.
[Suppressor Status: 42% Effective – Temporarily lowering cosmic presence leakage]
Ren leaned against a tree, eyes toward the dusk sky.
"This world's going to break if I stay too long."
The mask was cracking—not just on enemies, but on reality itself.
He could feel it.
Being here, existing here… was dangerous now.
But that meant something else, too.
That the game had truly begun.
[Incoming Message – Hidden System Channel: "Omniversal Chat Group" Active][New Transmigrator Detected][World: ???][Name: ???]
"Hah…" Ren laughed quietly, reading the lines. "So I'm not the only one, huh?"
He tapped the system window, replying silently with a flick of his mind.
Let's see who else is walking through borrowed worlds.