Apocalypse Baby-Chapter 234: Oracle’s Resolve

Earlier

In his endless white room, Oracle sat, his expression twisted into a deep frown as a flood of messages from the deities filled his vision.

Annoying.

They were all saying the same thing. Raging. Complaining. Seething.

And all because a certain human was ignoring them.

Deities were prideful, and they had every right to be. Their power was immeasurable, their influence vast. But that same arrogance made them insufferable at times.

Sometimes, they needed to be knocked down a peg.

And that's exactly what Alex had done—metaphorically punched them in the face by disregarding their so-called divine presence.

They didn't like that.

At all.

And now?

Now they were harassing Oracle, flooding him with demands, insisting he step in and force a meeting.

Oracle sighed, rubbing his temples.

He had far more important things to deal with than playing messenger boy for a bunch of sulking gods.

He refused a meeting?

Then ignore him.

That was Oracle's response to the deities.

But that only infuriated them more—because they couldn't ignore him.

They could have just moved on, found another player, shifted their attention elsewhere.

But Alex was different.

His potential was too vast. Too rare. Too valuable.

There was no other player like him. No substitute. No second choice.

They wanted him.

But Alex?

He didn't care. He wasn't bowing. He wasn't playing by their rules.

And as much as the deities despised him for it...

His decision was the smartest one.

Unlike other players, Alex didn't need a sponsor to become a monster.

If anything, having a deity's backing would be a hindrance—a leash disguised as a gift. It would limit his range, shackle his growth, and bind him to the boundaries of what his patron allowed.

Why accept that?

Why settle for a ceiling… when you have the potential to shatter it entirely?

Why walk the path of a mere champion… when you could become something greater than a god?

Not many could dream of reaching that height.

But Alex could.

Oracle sighed as he watched Alex's power surge yet again.

His encounter with the Reigners had almost made him reconsider.

Maybe he should just leave Alex alone.

Let him evolve into whatever abomination he was destined to become. Let the world witness the monster firsthand and deal with the consequences themselves.

But...

Oracle found that he couldn't ignore it.

Every fiber of his being burned with the urge to stop Alex.

To erase him.

Because Alex wasn't just strong.

He was an anomaly.

A growing disaster.

Oracle had watched as Alex maxed out every skill he owned, pushing them to S-rank without hesitation. Then, as if that wasn't enough, he boosted his attributes to the limit.

Now?

He had stats that made zero sense for his level.

That alone would've been bad enough.

But no—the real problem was how stupidly fast he was leveling up.

He was flying through ranks at a rate that shouldn't even be possible.

And worst of all?

He had easily taken down a Beast Lord.

Like it was nothing.

Even his clone had barely broken a sweat against a Beast Lord.

At this point, calling this a tutorial for Alex was laughable.

The tutorial was meant to be grueling. Brutal. A trial by fire that forged players into warriors.

Yet for Alex?

It was easy mode.

A game.

And he was speedrunning it like a pro, blasting through every obstacle like they were nothing more than minor inconveniences.

There was no stopping him.

Oracle's jaw clenched.

If things kept going like this…

Once the tutorial ended, Alex would be beyond him.

Out of his reach.

Out of anyone's reach.

And then—

Oracle would have to leave the human's fate to the unknown.

He refused to let that happen.

There was only one way to get rid of Alex now.

Oracle reached into the void and pulled out the orb.

A deep, pulsing black sphere, swirling with shadows that seemed to consume the light around it.

A system prompt appeared.

[The Last Override]

A forbidden artifact of immeasurable power. The Last Override grants an overseer temporary player status for exactly one minute. During this time, the user gains all the privileges and abilities of a player, allowing direct intervention in the system.

Warning: Once the minute expires, the user is completely erased from existence—mind, body, and soul.

Oracle's grip tightened around the artifact.

This was his last resort.

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A weapon designed for absolute intervention.

A gamble where the stakes were his very existence.

If he used it, he'd gain just enough time—a minute at most. A handful of seconds to end the anomaly.

End Alex.

And in exchange?

He'd cease to exist.

The system itself would wipe his presence from reality. No record. No memory.

No one would ever know what he did.

But Oracle didn't care.

Oracle's fingers tightened around the Eclipse Core.

His mind drifted back—to then.

To the destruction of entire worlds.

To the aftermath of power left unchecked.

To the mistake of letting a monster grow until it was too late.

He had witnessed it before.

A being whose potential as a disaster hadn't been noticed in time.

A force so overwhelming that by the time anyone tried to stop it…

It was already too late.

Oracle wouldn't let history repeat itself.

This needed to happen.

His thumb brushed against the orb's surface, the swirling darkness inside it pulling at his very existence.

One activation.

One minute.

One chance.

But just as he making up his mind—

Oracle froze sensing something.

A presence—vast, unfamiliar, and powerful—had descended upon the tutorial.

It was like a ripple through reality itself.

Oracle role as an Overseer kicked in, and he immediately pulled up the system interface.

Lines of text and data flickered before him as he scanned the tutorial.

What is this?

A power had just entered.

It was not the deities.

Nor was it a threat.

Something else.

Oracle's eyes narrowed as he analyzed the disturbance.

Was this… good?

Maybe…

Maybe this was something he could use against Alex.

Oracle's mind sharpened, instincts firing as he traced the source of the disturbance.

His vision flickered, stretching across the tutorial's vast landscape until he locked onto it.

A cave.

A strange, unmarked cave.

And inside—a presence.

Powerful. Regal.

The energy radiating from within wasn't just strong—it was commanding. The kind of force that only Reigners possessed.

But that didn't make sense.

Something like this? Here?