"Yo, what's good, my people! It's your boy, Kairos J.—back again with that rooftop heat you didn't know you needed!"
The skyline blazed behind him—night lights dancing like stars, wind blowing his black coat just enough for that dramatic look. The camera was in selfie mode, aimed at a tall, tanned, bearded king of swagger. Girls spammed hearts in the chat, dudes spammed fire emojis.
→ "DAMN, YOU LOOKIN' TOO FINE FOR EARTH!"
→ "Marry me already!"
→ "Drip? Maxed out."
→ "Is this man a movie character or what???"
Kairos grinned. Not too wide. Not too cocky. That perfect balance between "chill" and "I-know-I-look-good."
"Y'all asked for that 360 rooftop view, right?"
He spun the camera, showing the sparkling chaos of the city.
"This… is what freedom tastes like."
He turned back to the edge, standing just one foot away from a hundred-meter drop. The wind whispered.
CRACK.
The tile under his boot shifted. His body jolted—
"…Huh?"
CRACK!
CRASH!
'Wait—what the f—'
The world spun. Phone gone. Balance gone. Sky flipped to concrete, and sound vanished into wind. The last thing he saw—
The stars.
Still shining.
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Black.
Silence.
Stillness.
Then…
WHOOSH.
His eyes shot open.
Everything around him was glowing. Blue leaves drifted down like snow. Floating stones circled in the air. A lake shimmered nearby with lotus petals spiraling above it like galaxies.
Kairos sat up slowly.
'…What is this place?'
The ground felt like soft glass. Air? Thick with some glowing mist.
He glanced at his reflection in the water. Same sharp jaw. Same smooth beard. Still 195 cm of peak genetics. But—
His clothes?
Silky, black robes lined with red, a silver belt, and some kind of engraved boots that looked… ancient, powerful. The kind of fit that whispered cultivation protagonist energy.
Then it happened—
→ [ SYSTEM BOOTING… ]
→ [ Host Identified: Kairos J. Vale ]
→ [ Status Panel Initialized ]
A clear text box appeared in front of him, glowing slightly with gold and purple.
→ NAME: Kairos J. Vale
→ REALM: Mortal Root (0.00%)
→ TALENT: Divine Clone (Mythic Rank)
→ SKILLS: None Yet
→ BLOODLINE: Unknown
→ SYSTEM TYPE: Passive Display Mode
→ CLONES AVAILABLE: 1 / 6
→ HINT: "Progress is earned, not given. Observe. Adapt. Rise."
Kairos blinked.
'…No AI voice? No cringy assistant calling me "Master"? Just clean stats?'
"…Yo, I'm actually cool with this."
He exhaled and stood up. The wind was different here. Not cold—but sharp, like it was testing him.
Then he focused.
A strange pulse rippled from his chest.
WHOOOSH.
A figure stepped out of the light nearby.
Same face. Different hair—snow white. Taller and more slender. Dressed like a young noble.
The clone raised a brow.
Kairos narrowed his eyes. "…So this is how it works?"
Another pulse.
FWOOOSH.
Second clone. Shorter. Dark-skinned, fiery red hair, wild eyes. Dressed like a rogue martial artist.
Another pulse.
FWOOOM.
Third. Buff, buzzcut, stoic face. Dressed like a temple monk.
→ [ Divine Clone Activated ]
→ [ Each Clone Possesses Unique Physical Form ]
→ [ Shared Consciousness Network: Synced. Learn Once, Gain All. ]
Kairos chuckled. "So I can send y'all out… learn different martial arts… absorb it all into one mind?"
All clones nodded, like they were waiting for orders.
'This… This is crazy. If they all train separately—I'll be evolving at six times the speed.'
He felt the knowledge flood his brain. The shared thoughts. The link was seamless.
→ [ Training Speed Multiplier: x600% ]
→ [ Note: Identity Variants Registered. Disguised Appearances Active. ]
'So they each look different too… this means I can live six lives at once.'
He stared into the distant sky. Flying beasts soared between floating palaces. Far away, mountains pierced the clouds, and beneath them—cultivators zipped through the air, chasing immortality.
A grin tugged on his lips.
"New world. No camera. No filter. Just me…"
He turned to his clones.
"Split up. Use different names. Infiltrate sects. Learn everything. Stay hidden."
One nodded sharply. Another gave a crooked smile. One just vanished silently.
They scattered like shadows—racing off toward different horizons.
Kairos clenched his fists.
'I don't need the system to do things for me. I'll learn. I'll grow. I'll climb this world with my own damn hands.'
He took one step forward—and the ground lit beneath his feet.
The first step…
On a road no one could predict.
"…Let's f**king go."
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To be continued…