The Over-Break System

**Here we are, guys; WE MADE IT TO THE END OF VOLUME 6!!**

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Time waits for no man, and as the days passed, the DPZ recession accelerated, as General Braddick foretold.

Within the first month, the dispersal of the Divine Particles was excruciatingly slow, staying within 25-30 meters per day. As such, by the end of the first thirty days, the dome of particles had only shrunk by less than a kilometer, to be exact, 825 meters.

The dispersal rate soon drastically increased upon reaching the 5th week, accelerating to double that pace, with the most significant gain being 75 meters in one day.

By the end of the 2nd month, the DPZ had shrunk by three kilometers, allowing the relief teams to move in and begin cleaning up the damage left behind by the particles.

Partway through the 3rd month, Geralt stood before the Pinhurst mansion wearing a worried expression. Knowing it was time to reveal some information to the family living there, Geralt shifted back and forth outside the front door.

The reason for his hesitation and uncomfortable mindstate was he had no clue where Rikard had vanished during the past few months since the man had up and left upon reaching the checkpoint.

He hadn’t even waited to ensure that the injured stored within Geralt’s spatial cube were cared for. Instead, he dashed straight to the edge of town on foot before pulling out a hover vehicle from his spatial device and leaving Valor City entirely.

Unfortunately for Geralt, he didn’t have long because within two minutes of his arrival at the Mansion, the door swung open, and he came face to face with a worried Cinyah.

Soon after, her sobs filled the halls of the once-bustling Pinhurst Mansion as Brance sat beside his mother, cradling her in his arms and rubbing circles on her back for comfort.

Wanting privacy, Brance, with Gabby and Maeve in tow, soon moved Cinyah from everyone’s sight; however, her sobs could still be faintly heard.

With their leaving, it didn’t take long before only Geralt and Jessup remained in the living room.

”Where are Cynrik and Selene? They are the only two I haven’t seen yet.” Geralt asked with concern while attempting to push the guilt weighing down his mind to the back of his head.

”That…well, I am sure they will show up sooner or later…” Shaking his head in disappointment since he knew what those two were presently up to, Jessup filled Geralt in on the marriage and went as far as to explain part of the training everyone had gone through without skipping out on any details.

During this time, the two System hosts in question could be heard in a broken-down building near the Governor’s Mansion as Selene’s loud, pleasure-filled moans echoed through the ruins of the Shadow realm.

Three days later, they would finally emerge only to get ambushed by a pissed-off Geralt and Jessup, who scolded them for not being present and delaying their departure back to VSFA, where all members of MyrkLys were required to return to now that the Competition was over.

However, Cynrik and Selene simply shrugged it off before checking on Cinyah after hearing what happened.

Twenty-four hours later, MyrkLys was forcefully removed from Valor City and shipped back to VSFA. Even so, this went about as smoothly as one would expect, as Cynrik was adamant about staying, so much so that he went on a long-winded rant about how it was vitally important he stayed in Valor City. Basically, he threw a temper tantrum.

So, with a flick of his wrist and a chop to the back of Cynrik’s neck, Jessup rendered him unconscious before leaving him in Geralt’s care.

When he finally woke up, he was in his bedroom back at VSFA, where he proceeded to pitch another fit and rush to Geralt’s office to give him a piece of his mind.

As time ticked by, there were a couple of changes, like how, unlike before the Competition, when Cynrik quickly ignored her calls whenever Cinyah dialed his number, he now would unhesitantly and swiftly answer and then chat with her before transferring the call to Selene so she could have her time with the woman.

It didn’t take long for life to go back to normal for MyrkLys as they started classes back up; still, there was one significant change, and that was the way the students and teachers viewed the group, especially Cynrik, who was either glared at by those jealous, avoided by those scared of his presence, or shot lustful glances from the female student body.

Hell, there were even teachers fiending for a piece of him.

And those lustful eyes were swiftly dealt with by Selene, who would need to be forcefully held back as she was prone to attack anyone going after her Husband, something she wouldn’t miss the opportunity to shout at those harlots pining for a piece of Cyn-D.

Of course, some practically worshiped the ground he walked on, but overall, the Members of MyrkLys were almost viewed as celebrities within the grounds of VSFA.

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With life moving on and more ground being captured by the Military thanks to the recession of the DPZ, a handful of survivors were located within the wreckage of several homes, astonishingly enough.

Like this, time continued to tick by, and the DPZ continued shrinking at an agonizing pace.

It wasn’t until the fourth month that the subsequent significant increase in particle dispersion kicked off, yielding a massive 200 meters a day.

By the end of the fifth month, only a few kilometers remained until Valor City was free from the DPZ. As such, Jessup brought along the Governess and her children and waited on the edge of the zone, moving closer to what remained of their home, hoping that somehow…the Governor had survived, even though the odds were slim.

One week later, the last of the Divine Particles disappeared. Still, contrary to what everyone present expected, it was at that moment that everyone under Tier-6 understood where these particles went, as with a bright flash of light, a multi-colored cocoon was revealed on the place where the once magnificent Governors Mansion stood.

From the moment the DPZ began disappearing, the Divine particles weren’t disappearing; instead, this cocoon was steadily absorbing them.

Until now, only Jessup understood what was happening, but even so, since it was not information that could be easily told, he had stayed quiet about it. The only ones present were Geralt, the Military Generals, and the Governor’s family.

But Jessup moved into action when thick spiderweb-like cracks began appearing on the cocoon.

”Everyone retreat one Kilometer.” His booming voice, which commanded respect, triggered a wave of fright as he took hold of the members of the Samieer family and rushed backward right as the cocoon began pulsating like a beating heart, indicating something was about to happen.

Then, with a loud, low-pitched rumble, a massive pillar of multi-color light erupted forth and shot vertically toward the sky as the cocoon finally shattered.

From where he stood, Jessup couldn’t help but smirk, as with his level of power, he quickly spotted the image of a man crouched on the ground and brimming with power.

”Well, ain’t that something…” Jessup muttered while looking over at the Governess.

”Your husband has made it through this tribulation with stunning finesse…and based on what I am seeing, he has reached the Peak of Tier-6.”

END OF VOLUME 6