The Genius Mage Was Reincarnated Into A Swordsman Family

The status window materialized before Klaus in the morning light, its crystalline display flickering like a damaged mirror trying to reflect something too vast for its surface. What appeared defied every expectation he had about the Arkdieu system's capabilities.

~~Status Window~~

Name: Klaus Lionhart (Arkadius Deus Millano)

Title: Gluttony Apostle, The Youngest Archmage in Xyros, The Youngest Swordmaster in the Continent, Contractor of a Lost Species, Dark Dragon Master, Last Protector of Xyros, Third Chair of %&*$ Council, The One Who Awaits Beyond, The One Who Betrayed God

State: Transcendant (Soul)

Trait: Gluttony Lv4, Ten Eyes Mantra (Five-Eyes), Five Circle Mage, Swordmaster (??? Level), Meister (Stage: 2)

Bloodlines: Ice Art (Transcendant Realm), Beast Art (Second Realm)

Unique Abilities: Red Zone (First Eye), Void Thinker (Second Eye), Arcane Flames

Stats:

- Strength: ?1?9

- Agility: ??08

- Stamina: ?123

- Energy: ?134

- Perception: ???8

- Arcane Power: ??0 (broken)

- Willpower: ???9

- Arcane Flames: 2?3?

Klaus stared at the chaotic display with growing fascination. The mighty Arkdieu system—that omniscient interface which had tracked the development of countless Apostles across the continent—was stuttering like a broken clockwork mechanism trying to measure the immeasurable.

His statistics read like a madman's scribblings, question marks replacing numbers where concrete values should exist. The system that had once provided precise measurements of his every capability now struggled to comprehend what he had become. It was as if he had evolved beyond the very framework designed to contain him.

But it was the titles that truly captured his attention, particularly the final designation that sent ice through his veins: "The One Who Betrayed God."

Klaus felt his consciousness recoil from the implications. God? He searched through every fragment of memory—both authentic and fabricated—yet found no clear recollection of any being that could definitively be called God. Even the concept itself seemed strangely elusive, like trying to grasp smoke with bare hands.

What was God, truly? Was it the supreme creator that mortal religions often depicted—an all-knowing, all-powerful entity who had shaped reality according to divine will? Or was it simply a title bestowed upon the strongest being in existence, the one who stood at the apex of cosmic hierarchy?

Klaus contemplated beings he had encountered through his fragmented memories. The celestials possessed power that dwarfed mortal understanding, yet they clearly answered to higher authorities. The Seven Arkdieu embodied fundamental aspects of existence itself, yet even they seemed bound by cosmic laws rather than creating them. The entities described as "Those Who Await Beyond" operated according to principles that transcended normal reality, yet they too seemed governed by rules that prevented direct intervention.

Perhaps God was none of these, but something else entirely—a force or principle that existed beyond the reach of consciousness, beyond the ability of any being to fully comprehend or challenge. Or perhaps the concept of God was itself a fabrication, a convenient explanation for mysteries that exceeded current understanding.

The philosophical implications made Klaus's enhanced consciousness spin. If he had truly betrayed God, then he must have possessed intimate knowledge of divine nature at some point in his existence. Yet that knowledge had been systematically erased, leaving only the stark accusation of betrayal without context to understand what it meant.

The weight of the unknown pressed down upon him like a mountain. How does one betray something they cannot remember? How does one seek redemption for crimes they cannot recall committing?

Klaus shifted his attention to the other mysterious title: "Third Chair of %&*$ Council." The corrupted text suggested involvement in an organization so secret or dangerous that even the Arkdieu system could not properly display its name. He possessed vague impressions of sitting in vast chambers where beings of immense power debated matters that affected entire dimensions, yet the specifics remained tantalizingly beyond reach.

The pattern was becoming clear—crucial information about his true nature and past actions had been systematically removed, leaving only breadcrumbs that hinted at significance without providing understanding. Someone wanted him to know he was important while ensuring he remained ignorant of why.

But the broken statistics presented a different kind of problem entirely. Klaus examined the fragmented numbers with growing understanding. The system wasn't simply malfunctioning—it was fundamentally incapable of measuring what he had become.

His strength reading of "?1?9" could mean nineteen, one hundred nineteen, or something far more exotic. The question marks suggested values that existed outside the system's normal parameters, capabilities that couldn't be quantified using conventional metrics.

Most telling was his "Arcane Power" reading: "??0 (broken)." The designation implied his energy system had been restructured so fundamentally that traditional measurement was impossible. He might possess infinite arcane power, or no arcane power at all, or something that existed in a state between the two extremes.

Klaus felt a spark of inspiration kindle within his consciousness. If the system could no longer properly assess his capabilities, then perhaps he could manually influence the underlying framework that governed his development. Rather than relying on predetermined advancement paths, he might be able to directly manipulate the mechanisms that controlled capability enhancement.

The approach would be like performing surgery on himself while blindfolded—dangerous beyond measure, yet potentially necessary for accessing higher levels of the Ten Eyes Mantra. If the sixth eye demanded advancement that transcended quantifiable progression, then perhaps rebuilding his broken statistics according to his own understanding was the key.

Klaus began formulating strategy that treated his corrupted status window as opportunity rather than limitation. He possessed knowledge salvaged from his systematically altered memories—fundamental energy manipulation principles, consciousness restructuring techniques, reality manipulation methods that might prove applicable to direct system modification.

The risks were enormous. Direct manipulation of Arkdieu frameworks might trigger defensive responses from whatever entities maintained the interface. Yet Klaus's demonstrated resistance to consciousness manipulation suggested he might be capable of operating outside their direct control.

More intriguingly, if he could successfully rebuild his statistical framework, he might be able to encode new understanding directly into the system itself. The sixth eye's requirements could potentially be met not through external advancement but through internal reconstruction of the very metrics that defined his existence.

Klaus looked up from the flickering status window to find Dudu watching him with eyes that held ancient wisdom. The Night Dragon seemed to approve of whatever strategy was forming in Klaus's mind, creating a sense of shared purpose that strengthened his resolve.

The path forward crystallized with perfect clarity. Klaus would attempt direct reconstruction of his broken statistics through manual manipulation of the underlying systems that governed quantified assessment. He would use knowledge extracted from his fragmented memories to achieve advancement that operated outside predetermined frameworks entirely.

It was ambitious to the point of madness—attempting to rewrite the very code of existence that defined his capabilities. Yet standing in the morning sunlight of the Eastern Tower's courtyard, with the weight of cosmic mysteries pressing down upon him and the promise of transcendence beckoning from beyond the sixth eye's barrier, Klaus felt certainty settle into his bones.

The Arkdieu system had measured him for the last time according to its limited understanding. From now on, he would define himself.