"The greatest threat to Hell isn't a sword or a prayer—it's a human who refuses to break, even when Heaven does."
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Location: Central Command – Spectral Order HQ, Intramuros, Manila
9:45 AM
Beneath the ruins of an old Spanish church, shielded by layers of false history and magical disinformation, stood a hidden fortress—the last functioning base of the Spectral Order, a government-sanctioned, clergy-supervised force trained to detect, suppress, and manipulate demonic activity.
Inside a war room shaped like a circular tribunal, glowing projectors cast a single figure onto the central hologram.
Subject: Jomarie Estadilla
Status: Demon-Level Threat
*System Rank: Unknown
*Affiliation: Divine Entity – Confirmed
"He's interfering again," muttered Jin Kuraga, one of the last remaining Combat Prelates.
"Another class-C demon exorcised without host fatality. This boy's not just killing them. He's purifying them."
Across the room, Aira Velmont, Head of Spectral Intelligence, crossed her arms.
"He's breaking the chain of fear. If the public finds out a 'civilian' is doing what our elite failed to do…"
"...our entire control grid falls apart."
The room fell silent.
Then, the center sigil pulsed.
A red glyph: a "Hellcode anomaly."
"Something's moving in Quezon Province," Aira added.
"Something old. And someone is copying the Divine Signature."
Jin narrowed his eyes.
"Tzeraxx."
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Meanwhile: Demonic Realm Overlap – Siquijor Rift
Dark fog rolled across a twisted landscape. Hanging bones formed wind chimes. A single figure walked barefoot across a molten floor—yet left no burn marks.
Tzeraxx, Sin-Bearer of Envy.
His body was amorphous, shifting constantly between forms—eyes of Jomarie, mouth of his mother, the laugh of someone from his past.
He stared into a pool of soul-ichor, watching the scene from Chapter 3 replay.
"He hesitated. He prayed."
"Fascinating."
Tzeraxx slowly pulled a sword from the pool—an exact replica of Sky Piercer.
"Let's see how you like fighting yourself."
With a smile that wasn't his, he vanished into a green flame.
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Back in the city: News Broadcast (Public Narrative Control)
"Authorities have debunked the rumors circulating on social media regarding 'possessed children' in San Lazaro Hospital," said the anchor.
"The Department of Health has issued a statement confirming it was a case of mass hysteria…"
Aira turned off the monitor.
"They're still buying it," she said.
"For now."
"And the Church?" Jin asked.
"Divided. Half want the boy destroyed. Half want him... canonized."
A long silence.
"So what do we do?"
"Simple," Aira said, walking toward a vault.
She opened it—and inside glowed a sealed anti-system weapon.
"We test him."
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Jomarie's POV: Back in Metro Manila – Nighttime
His system flared.
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> [WARNING: Spiritual Signature Detected – Unknown Combatant – Hostile]
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He barely had time to react. A blade shaped like his own Sky Piercer slashed through the air and grazed his cheek.
"What the—!?"
Before him stood a man with his own face. Same eyes. Same aura. Same weapon.
"Hello, me."
"I'm what happens when your demons stop pretending."
[Tzeraxx: Sin-Bearer of Envy – Engaged]
A perfect mirror—except stripped of conscience.
Tzeraxx mimics Jomarie's style perfectly but without emotional restraint
Uses Sky Piercer with no cooldowns, no moral boundaries
Can even fake "In Jesus' name, Amen"—but the words don't resonate
Jomarie grits his teeth.
"You can steal my weapon."
"You can wear my face."
"But you'll never carry what I carry."
He slams his real Sky Piercer down—light explodes from it, rejecting Tzeraxx's mimic version.
[System Update]
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> [Spiritual Integrity Surpassed: Unique Soul Resonance Detected]
> [New Trait Unlocked: True Will – System cannot be copied, corrupted, or faked]
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"You're not strong because you have a system," Tzeraxx hissed.
"You're strong because God gave you a second chance."
"Wrong," Jomarie whispered.
"I'm strong because I took it."
With one final strike, he sends Tzeraxx retreating into shadows—but not before the demon whispers:
"You can't save everyone. Let's see what you do… when it's your mother screaming next time."
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Unknown Location – Demon Parliament
Inside a dark cathedral lit only by blue soul-fire, the Seven Sin-Bearers gather.
At the head sat Asmodarael, the Final Boss.
He sipped from a chalice of red mercury and smirked.
"He's progressing… faster than I expected."
"But let him rise. Let him burn bright."
"The higher they climb…"
He raised his hand. A map of the Philippines lit up, demon sigils marked across cities.
"…the harder they fall."