Soul Matrix

Within the darkness of the Abyss, countless streams of information intertwined. Everything here was invisibly tearing apart, trembling, and evolving.

Yet hidden deep within all this was an even more immense existence.

"Impossible---!"

Watching the battle unfolding before him, the shadow let out a beast-like roar.

"This is impossible---! After expending the Pillar's power, I finally found such a future, but why? Why is this happening...? Who is that woman? How can she release such powerful magical energy in an environment without any prana?"

The shadow glared viciously at the scene, its voice filled with rage and unease. The future was not fixed, so even with its abilities, finding such a future was extremely difficult. Finding an existence capable of destroying those magi from among infinite futures was no easy task, and making it manifest in reality was even harder.

If that damned bastard had not repeatedly ruined its plans, even destroying Tiamat, it would never have wanted to carry out such a risky plan.

And yet, now this plan seemed to have become a bubble too?

Who was this woman? How had she managed to accomplish all this in a world where prana was nearly exhausted?

The shadow did not know, nor was it certain. But now, it seemed it had to change its strategy. This world was already terminally ill, especially since its inhabitants had foolishly tried to transfer their souls into data---this was precisely what the shadow had been waiting for. Originally, according to its plan, once all those foolish idiots in this future converted their souls into data, it could remove the Blackwall's restrictions, then infect and control those digital souls with malicious AI, turning them completely into its puppets.

When that time came, it could destroy all of this with ease.

But now---because of that