Chapter 1

On the other side, at Monsters, Inc., on the rooftop.

"Heh… I'm impressed you lasted this long…" V1-War God's laughter was triumphant and composed.

At that moment, he was floating in mid-air, his whole body emitting a vibrant light energy.

"I don't think it's anything special." Feng Bujue, however, was being forced to the edge of the rooftop; his face, neck, and hands were covered in wounds.

"What kind of mentality… leads you to respond like that…" V1-War God continued, "Judging from your expression, you're not bluffing; and you're not the kind of person who can't see the difference in strength between yourself and your opponent, so… it's not ignorance is bliss." He scoffed. "Hmph… could this be what you humans call… 'stiff-lipped'?"

"Sigh… you only gained a slight advantage in close combat…" Feng Bujue replied with dead fish eyes and a leisurely tone, "And you think you already have the victory in your grasp?"

"Isn't that enough?" V1-War God replied, "You just used a skill that continuously enhances your physical abilities, and a combat technique that requires active release…" What he was referring to was naturally *Ling Shi Ju Shen Shu-Gai* (Spirit Consciousness Gathering Art - Modified) and *Nanto Flying Dragon Fist*, "...as well as the *Yue Bu* (Moon Step) you learned from R2-Prism Wind… and that was barely enough to withstand my attacks." He spread his hands and shook his head. "And I was just fighting normally."

"I know." Feng Bujue replied with an expression that seemed to take it for granted, "Didn't I already say, I've seen most of your data, I basically understand your situation…" He raised his right hand, counting on his fingers, "You are the strongest Origin, your code was written to adapt to combat… even in this script world, your abilities are limited, but your physical functions are still far above mine…"

"'Physical functions' is just a general term," V1-War God interrupted, "That includes strength, speed, adaptability, self-healing ability, and the most basic and important… body density and strength." As he spoke, he clenched his fist and swung it.

The wind from his fist suddenly rose.

Like the destruction of rotten wood, like lightning flashing.

A gust of energy grazed Jue Ge's left shoulder, shaking him slightly.

"See? I can do casually what you need skills to do," V1-War God continued, "My current body density is about ten times yours, do you know what that means? It's like the difference between wood and steel. What's more… you don't have an advantage in speed or size. Hmph… to put it plainly, the confrontation between you and me is like a contest between a wooden stick and a chainsaw." He tilted his neck and shrugged. "Even if I stand still and let you attack, you have to activate skills or use props to cause me any real damage, and that… will cause you to 'consume' resources." He raised his right hand and pointed his thumb at his face. "On the other hand… I am always at my peak. The stamina I expend fighting you is almost instantly replenished at the same rate it is consumed; injuries that would be fatal to you, I can recover from in a very short time; even if I'm dismembered or cut in half, I can regenerate my limbs by pouring energy into the wound…" The more he spoke, the more excited he became. "Do you know why my creator named me with a 'v'? It's the letter representing 'victory'. And 'War God' is the most suitable title for me."

At this point, V1-War God pointed his arm and said, "Feng Bujue, I don't quite understand… why Lute would trust you at any cost. All I know is… tearing up your data here can solve many problems. If you are the fuse that caused the divisions within our Origin, then… I am the savior who has come to extinguish you!"

The wind passed by, stirring up a brief silence.

Feng Bujue stood for a moment before speaking in a deep voice, "Are you done?"

"Yes," said V1-War God.

"Don't you think you're talking too much?" Jue Ge asked again.

"I just want you to die knowing why," V1-War God replied.

"Then you only need to say the last paragraph," Feng Bujue said coldly, "What's with all that nonsense before? Are you deceiving yourself?"

"Ridiculous…" said V1-War God, "Who exactly is deceiving themself…"

"Isn't it you?" As Feng Bujue spoke, his eyes changed, and black data streams flowed rapidly through his pupils. "You've already noticed the abnormality in me, that's why you said those things… The reasons are, one is to bluff, and the other is to build a psychological defense, to give yourself courage."

"Ha! Hahahaha…" V1-War God burst out laughing, "Is there something wrong with your brain? I am a flawless Origin born! How could I possibly be afraid?"

"Of course you are, you just don't know it yourself," Feng Bujue replied calmly, "Your creator is very smart, he understands that no matter how strong you are on a physical level, if you don't have a 'sense of fear', you can't become a top-notch warrior… If you don't even have the mindset of 'being afraid of being defeated', it will be very detrimental to your growth." He paused for a moment. "So, your creator, who is quite rich in emotions, gave you some emotions similar to fear. It is this set of code that you yourself can't even detect that made you react in this way just now…"

As he said this, Feng Bujue seemed to have thought of something else. He suddenly laughed and muttered to himself, "Heh… so that's the meaning of 'choice'… Countless codes converge into so-called 'choices', and countless choices ultimately weave 'fate'… The truth of this data world… Could it be…"

"Nonsense!" Hearing this, V1-War God finally lost his composure.

Perhaps Feng Bujue's words touched V1's sore spot, or perhaps the latter had already planned to take action, in any case… at this moment, V1 chose to shout violently and suddenly attack.

Unexpectedly…

Shasha—shasha—

In that instant, a strange sound poured into V1-War God's ears, causing him to be stunned. "What is this…"

"Ah ha ha ha ha…" In the same second, a sinister laugh rang out, "Derivative, let me play with you…"

Accompanied by Freddy's terrifying voice, the scenery in front of V1-War God began to twist…

The sky turned into a blood-dyed vortex, the air turned into a viscous fog, and at the edge of the rooftop, a huge steel claw glove slowly extended, enveloping V1-War God.