SSS Awakening: Starting With Infinite Soul Copy

A pink-colored gem in the shape of a diamond.

It seemed buried into her skin, the other half of it showing on her face, and though it was abnormal, it somehow looked natural, as if it completed her.

"You weren’t looking where you were going."

She said, withdrawing her fingers.

"My bad."

White responded.

He had truly been focused on the watch and checking how long it took him to realize there was someone standing there.

Admitting his wrong, he walked past her, reaching for his door handle.

"You stay on this floor?"

She asked, turning to look back at him.

"Yes?"

"What rank are you?"

"Rank?"

White asked.

"Yes. The Cyberpoints Ranking. Pretty sure you must have checked it?"

She said, and he couldn’t deny.

Still, he didn’t feel like telling her his exact rank and exposing how many points he’s got to her just because she asked.

"Upper 50."

He replied, reaching, pulling the doorknob, and preparing to enter when his hands paused.

He slowly turned his gaze, and there he found her hands, which had already become claws, hanging a couple of inches away from the side of his neck.

It made White’s eyes grow cold.

"A spatial barrier?"

She mused beneath her breath.

BOOOOOOM!

The air shook as a punch slammed into her face, but it did nothing but skewer her afterimage as she suddenly appeared 1 meter away from White, who had his hands outstretched and ending in a fist.

"I won’t pull back next time."

His cold voice echoed through the hall, and with that, he stepped in, the door shutting close behind him.

She remained standing there, quietly looking at the door, before a grin appeared on her face.

It skewered her naive, feminine aura as her claws grew longer, then began to glow a pink energy that soon led to burning pink flames.

’Finally, someone interesting,’

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11 Hours later...

DRIIIIIING!

DRIIIIING!

The sound of vibration echoed through the dimly lit room where White slept.

His eyes peered open, hands reaching for the runic watch and swiping the alarm off before he yawned loudly.

He had decided to take a nap before going to class.

Looking at the watch, he had approximately 45 minutes to get ready for class.

White rose for that, leaving for the bathroom.

In exactly 20 minutes, he was ready, donning the purple coat over the regular uniform, and stepped out of his dorm room.

There was no psycho pink-haired girl or dark-haired boy to disturb him again, so he continued to the elevator, soon stepping out of the dorm building in the direction of the class.

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"In the year 2030, Earth witnessed its first invasion by the Supernaturals."

The words rang out through the dimly lit hall where a total of about 150 students sat.

Above them was a wide changing projection currently displaying a single red rift, and at the far forward was the podium where a female instructor with purple hair and wearing an eye-catching, large spectacle stood.

Though she wasn’t using a speech amplifier, her words clearly reached the ears of every single one of them without being overly loud.

The holograph enclosing them all changed, bringing about a burning crimson rift that covered the sky of Earth.

It zoomed in, exposing the entire Earth, and White noticed easily that half of the Earth’s atmosphere was covered by the crimson vortex.

"This... was named the Apexialdoom Rift, bringing about a phenomenon that humanity had only seen 200,000 years ago:

"It’s a brutal shove away from the top of the food chain."

She explained, her words ringing clearly through the hall.

"Many think the descent of the Apexialdoom Rift that brought about the Supernaturals was some divine punishment from God, the Almighty, or Thee, solely for the sins humans have committed."

"Whether this is the truth or not, we at Xtremecybers are not interested in the rumours that change and take a new shape every night."

"What we believe, and every one of you is required to believe, is that the descent of the Apexialdoom Rift is nothing but a phenomenon that has never ceased to occur throughout the lifetime of humanity."

She explained, and White’s brow raised.

"Repetition of the past."

She claimed, and it left the majority of the students in murmurs.

"Repetition of the past?"

"Is she saying the Supernaturals have once descended in the past?"

"That doesn’t make any sense."

"It’s an even worse excuse compared to God’s punishment rumors."

The students murmured amongst themselves.

White was amused, noticing the instructor didn’t try to curb it.

Instead, she allowed the murmur to continue for as long as it could, but soon enough, it died down, and only then did she continue.

"By the words repetition of the past, I do not mean the Apexialdoom Rift has once appeared on Earth. There’s zero concrete evidence of that."

"What I imply is what is implied by the descent of the Apexialdoom Rift."

"Ever since its appearance and the Supernaturals came pouring from the sky, humanity had been driven behind walls."

"Mass murders from Supernaturals made humanity’s population go from a previously rising 8 billion to a declining 3 billion."

"Half of Earth’s continents have been overtaken, our seas filled with these creatures."

"This phenomenon, humans hiding behind walls, fear of water. All of this happened in the past."

"Exactly 200,000 years ago, when humanity wasn’t at the top of the food chain."

"Currently, the Supernaturals are above us on the food chain, just like 200,000 years ago when the Smilodon, popularly known as the Sabretooth Cat, the Panthera leo spelaea, Cave lions, Aeonocyon dirus, Dire wolf, and the Arctodus simus, the short-faced bear, were at the top of the food chain."

"The ones who terrorized the sea, Crocodylus anthropophagus, Giant crocodiles, induced humanity’s fear of the sea."

"The Humans of back then were also helpless in the face of these creatures, the same helplessness we now go through with the Supernaturals."

"So, is this really some punishment from God, or a simple phenomenon of the past repeating itself?" 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

She asked, leaving the room to a chilling silence.

"I’ll ask each one of you a logical question."

She continued breaking the silence.

"Which will make a man prevail?"

"His believe that his affliction is borne from some almighty power far above him, and one which he is helpless to go against."

"Or an understanding that his affliction is only a recurring phenomenon that has happened once before, and one which his ancestors have succeeded in prevailing over?"