Neurolink System in the Modern World

"Alright, I'm all ears. Feel free to start talking," I said, giving him a moment to gather his thoughts.

"Before that, I want to tell you about the restriction imposed on me by my original body. If I divulge this information to you, I would cease to exist," he responded solemnly.

'Wait, let me check it out,' I responded, closing my eyes to focus on probing for any defense mechanisms in place.

Just as he had described, there was indeed something there—a safeguard designed to annihilate his consciousness should he choose to betray his original body.

This thing might be hard for some to destroy, but I could just erase it after figuring out its composition and origin, which was really easy for someone as powerful as me.

"Done," I responded after terminating the defense mechanism.

"That's it?" he exclaimed in shock, his voice filled with disbelief.

He must had attempted to removed it on his own, only to encounter failures.

"Don't try to use logic when you're dealing with me; it won't work" I chuckled, trying to shift the conversation to a more productive topic.

If I had to narrate my own greatness every time, I would be looking at a novel spanning 500+ ongoing chapters, with me just being egotistic and narcissistic.

"Just tell me what I want to know," I added.

With a nod, he began telling what he remembered from the memories he got from his original body.

"They discovered the true origin of the Architects long ago through some ancient scriptures that dated back to before the Universe existed,"

"Before the Universe existed?" I raised an eyebrow.

I was already aware that the multiverse I destroyed started from a single point, then exploded, giving birth to an infinite number of universes.

his concept of the Big Bang, the colossal event that birthed countless realities, was not new to me.

But what was shocking was the notion that something existed before that beginning, and it was even in the form of text, indicating that an intelligent being had written it.

I used to think the Big Bang was just a huge explosion of energy.

Here's a simpler way to see it: The entire universe squished into a tiny, tiny dot. It's so small for even the human eye to see.

Then, suddenly, BOOM!

That tiny dot explodes and starts expanding really fast. It's like blowing up a balloon, but instead of air, it's the universe getting bigger and bigger.

And from that explosion, everything, like stars, planets, and all organism, started to form.

So, the Big Bang was like the universe's birthday, where it all began.

"It's true. They also discovered that this universe is just one of many. But traveling to different universes was impossible."

"How is this related to the Architects?" I asked.

"In those scriptures, it says our universe is the first to exist. Because of this, it's the only universe where the Architects can be found. The other universes are merely byproducts of our universe,"

I furrowed my eyebrows for a moment. This revelation was huge.

However, after comparing his words to the information and experiences I had before, plus adding some logical reasoning, this could explain many of my unanswered questions.

"And how did you ensure the credibility of this information?"

The giant paused briefly, as if unsure, but eventually spoke, fully aware that its fate rested in my hands.

"It was a decision made by several godlikes beings after sealing the Architects. To test the scriptures' claims. They joined forces and harnessed the power of the Architects to open a gateway. They succeeded in opening it, but crossing through was impossible. Eventually, after countless years, everyone just abandoned the idea."

Leaning back in my chair, I pondered his words.

It occurred to me why they couldn't pass through—the creator of my system was guarding the path across multiple universes.

Moreover, they lacked the key to access it in the first place.

On the other hand, I was designed with the sole purpose of annihilating the multiverse, granting me inherent access to that path from the start.

In fact, every action leading up to the destruction of the multiverse was meticulously manipulated and orchestrated by my system creator.

'Wait, if the power of the collective power of Architects could open the path,' I pondered silently, 'then does that mean I could return to that place in the future?'

That place was now inaccessible to me because I lacked the necessary power to break through it.

'This is good news; I could use the Architects in the future to open the path for me,'

Of course, I'm not planning to do that right away, but having options was still better than nothing.

As I continued to question him, the information he knew became less and less interesting and important .

According to him, some knowledge was deemed so vital that even his original body remained unaware of it.

He revealed that among the pantheon of gods during that era, his real body held a rank of 785 out of the 1000 that joined forces to form the Council of the Gods.

"Wait, you said only several godlike beings united ? How can a thousand be considered several?" I asked, feeling skeptical about the giant's claims.

"It is only several, considering that there are at least hundreds of thousands of godlike beings in the whole universe," he replied, his tone tinged with confusion at my question.

'Since when did becoming godlike become this common?' I muttered to myself

'Forget it, sometimes I forget just how big the universe was,' I shook my head, admitting that I had underestimated just how huge the universe was.

'It was because I experienced looking at the universe as an outside observer, so it twisted my senses and understanding of it.

I remembered holding the universe in my palm after all. It was not because I grew infinitely larger than it; it was just because the concept of small and big did not exist in that place.

"You talk about this council of the gods, do you still remember where it was located?" I inquired, curiosity piqued by the mention of such a group.

If godlike beings has a group, then I should get myself a VIP invitation, but for some reason, no one knew that I existed. It hurts my ego a little

Sometimes it was really hard to be too humble.

I had been holding back so much, refraining from fully using my own power out of fear of growing bored too quickly. Continue your story on My Virtual Library Empire

And the worst part was that it wasn't even my fault.

Earth, and anyone I know so far, was too weak that I had to nerfed myself down to avoid accidentally killing everyone.

'No, I can't be too impulsive; it would just ruin the fun,' I shook my head. 'I have enough power to set my own pace. There's no need to rush things.'