Reincarnated Hero System

“You’re catching the last traces of a supernova from millennia ago.”

Jamie gestured vaguely before turning back to Evan.

“That’s not what we came to see though. Focus, Evan, you wanted the black hole, right?”

Evan gave a small nod, though his thoughts felt strangely muddled. The nebula had pulled his attention so easily, as if it wanted to be noticed.

‘It’s the same as that feeling trying to lock my vision to Orithyia. I’m on the right track.’

He immediately shoved that feeling aside and turned to Jamie again.

“Alright, so where’s the black hole?” Evan asked.

Jamie grinned and pointed behind him.

“Just turn around, man.”

Evan did as instructed, slowly turning, his gaze sweeping across the vast emptiness behind them.

His eyes flickered over the familiar dark expanse of space, but as they passed over a strange, curved band of light, his mind dismissed it. He was searching for something else.

But he couldn’t find it.

“Where’s the black hole?”

Evan asked again, his brow furrowing. As he turned back toward Jamie, his eyes fluttered shut for the briefest moment.

It was a natural phenomenon. Everyone blinked, sometimes without realising. Evan just happened to do so at that moment.

But in that instant, his head had turned past the intergalactic expanse behind him, and when his eyes reopened, he was looking straight at Jamie.

“Evan,” Jamie said, tilting his head slightly, “don’t you think the area behind us is awful, you know… devoid of stars and galaxies?”

For a moment, Evan was silent, processing Jamie’s words.

His gaze had swept across an empty void earlier. The space before him was teeming with galaxies, yet behind him, there was… nothing.

‘Is there really nothing?’

Slowly, he turned his eyes back in that direction.

This time, he didn’t ignore the curved band of light.

The moment he focused on it, something deep inside him shuddered.

“I think I should stop zooming your vision now,” Jamie said abruptly.

With a snap of his fingers, the spell he cast earlier disengaged. Evan’s vision returned to normal, and at last, with unfiltered clarity, he saw it.

FIVE

The black hole.

A vast, yawning void carved into the fabric of the universe, swallowing everything around it. The curved band of light marked the edge of its accretion disk—matter and energy spiralling helplessly toward the singularity like water funnelling down a drain.

Beyond it, the darkness stretched endlessly, an abyss so absolute that it almost felt sentient, as though it were reaching out, trying to pull him in.

Evan’s mouth went dry.

“What the…what? That’s… the black hole?”

“Closest one to us now,” Jamie confirmed casually. “Pretty awesome, right?”

Evan barely heard him. His mind was spinning, the dull migraine from before threatening to resurface.

He blinked, trying to steady himself—only for a tidal surge of memories to crash into him.

Fragmented. Disjointed. Slipping through his grasp like grains of sand.

The Orithya Galaxy. A Rogue Star. A Quasar. A Nebula. A Black Hole.

ONE. TWO. THREE. FOUR. FIVE.

It seemed like he had been looking at random celestial objects, unaware that he had been unlocking something all along.

And now, all at once, it snapped into place.

[Visual Information of Keys detected in Correct Sequence.]

[Conditions Satisfied.]

Evan’s breath hitched as an overwhelming flood of memories and recollections coalesced.

“Vision… seal…?”

Evan muttered, the words slipping out as if he hadn’t even realized he’d spoken. His body trembled, but then a sudden burst of laughter tore through the stillness of space, echoing across the void.

But it wasn’t normal laughter. It was raw, guttural— unsettling. Like something abnormal within him had awakened, twisting the sound into something wrong.

Then, just as abruptly as it had begun, the laughter ceased. Evan’s grey eyes gleamed with a light unfamiliar to Arthur and Jamie.

And when he spoke again, his voice was not normal.

It was infused with universal laws, reverberating with an unnatural weight that sent a ripple through the void.

A Faux True Voice.

|¬Really…What are the odds? ¬|

Arthur and Jamie froze, their expressions betraying the shock they felt, but Evan ignored them.

‘What were the chances I’d see them in that exact order? One in a hundred? A million? It’s so absurd it’s funny.’

He had been ignoring the numbers, hoping they would continue—and they did, confirming all his suspicions.

Immediately, Evan opened his status board. He ignored everything else, focusing solely on his Unique Skill tab.

|Unique Skills- Mystic Eyes of Mimicry (4), Adaptive Evolution, Blessing of Destruction (2), Vortex, Harbinger of Ice, Mesarthim: Prismatic Inferno, ■■■■■. |

He ignored everything else, focusing solely on the five boxes that had appeared the day he first clashed with Agnes—when she had attempted to subjugate his soul.

She had prodded deep enough to trigger his soul’s automatic defences, and those boxes had manifested after the encounter.

There being five of them, was NO coincidence.

As if responding to his gaze, the boxes glitched in and out of view before a sharp click echoed in his mind, like a gear locking into place.

[Releasing First and Second Seal Layer.]

[A. R. ■■■]

Those systemic, mechanical sounds rang out in Evan’s ears as the words were displayed before his eyes.

Then there was a violent snap—like a thread pulled too tight. And with it, the final seal broke.

A tidal wave of memories and realizations crashed into Evan’s consciousness, overwhelming him with their intensity.

The lingering doubt he had always harboured about the existence of the Greater Universe suddenly made sense. It hadn’t been natural.

Something—someone—had tampered with his mind…before he was even born!

That voice, the ever-present whisper of ‘DON’T’ that had halted his thoughts whenever he tried to question reality, had never been his own.

It was a manifestation of the ‘Vision Seal’—the thing that had just been released.

Something powerful had placed it there, caging his thoughts, chaining his memories—until now.

To stop him from seeking what it didn’t want him to see, it had made him doubt the place where they were located even existed at all!

A simple yet effective deception.

His knees buckled, his body wavering as if he might collapse into the void. Around him, cosmic energy surged, whirling and pulsing in chaos, reacting violently to the sudden unsealing of his mind.

Naturally, the other two noticed this.

“Oy! The Cosmic Energy around him!”

Arthur’s voice sounded distant, and Jamie’s figure blurred at the edges of Evan’s vision.

“The law of sealing…?” Jamie murmured, his eyes narrowing.

He replayed the words Evan had muttered earlier—Vision Seal—and then recalled Evan’s unusual fixation on seeing a black hole.

The pieces clicked into place, and he immediately understood what was happening. But this couldn’t happen here—not in the chaotic void between galaxies.

‘The ambient energy concentration is too high. If he causes a disturbance…’

“Arthur, stop his time. I’m taking us back inside the Galaxy—now.”

Jamie had the power to halt time himself, but with what he was about to do—creating a Cosmic Gate across millions of light-years while breaching a Galactic Barrier—it was too much to handle at once.

Arthur, noticing the gathering spatial energy around Jamie, quickly grasped what he intended and acted without hesitation.

|¬Pseudo Authority of Time: Temporal Stop!¬|

Evan’s body froze like an image in a mirror.

Immediately Jamie’s cosmic energy surged, roaring through the surrounding space like a tidal wave. His eyes glowed with a muted blue light, flickering with spatial power as he lifted his hand and spoke.

|Azure Void Authority: Return Cosmic Gate|

Instantly, space trembled, and a shimmering portal tore open before them. Jamie had placed spatial beacons across the Orithya Galaxy, allowing him to return to specific locations at will, no matter how vast the distance.

The swirling void around them collapsed inward, and with a flash of light, the trio vanished into the cosmic rift.

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Noble Baron Hotel

Tolgue City

Githal Region

North Eastern Gledea

July 21st

531st Divine Year

“Um…what’s going on?”

That was the first thing Beatrix asked when she and Artemisia arrived after sensing Arthur and Jamie suddenly appear in the same building—only to find them laying an unconscious Evan on a bed.

“I’m just as clueless,” Arthur admitted before turning to Jamie, the one who clearly had the best understanding of the situation.

“But you know something, right?”

Jamie nodded with a sigh, a small chuckle escaping his lips.

“I’ve got a decent idea.”

“Is it good or bad?” Artemisia asked, narrowing her eyes.

Jamie shrugged and plopped onto a nearby couch. “Depends. I don’t know Evan’s full story, so I don’t know if it would be good or bad for him.”

That was true. Depending on Evan’s circumstances, the consequences of this event could go either way.

“What I do know,” Jamie continued, “is that it should NOT be stopped. He risks soul damage if anything interferes right now.”

Beatrix’s eyes widened. She hadn’t expected the stakes to be this high all of a sudden.

“Wait, hold on. Soul damage? How did we get there?” Arthur asked, demanding an explanation.

Jamie gestured to the abundant law energy coalescing around Evan’s body.

“You can all sense the Sealing law energy, right?”

“””Yeah.”””

The three teens answered in unison and Jamie nodded.

“Good.

The reason for this is because a seal that was placed on him is currently being released.”

The word ‘seal’ immediately reminded Arthur of Evan’s earlier muttering, and recognition flashed in his eyes.

“He said something about a ‘Vision Seal’! What’s that?”

Arthur had never heard of such a seal before, but Jamie had—which was why he’d rushed to bring them back to Orithya, despite the immense cosmic energy it had cost him.

He couldn’t let Evan’s seal break in the chaotic void between galaxies, where the ambient energy—including law energy—was stronger and of higher quality. The risk of Evan taking damage from the powerful surges was too high.

That level of concentration was something only a Deity could withstand.

“Anyway, there are a special class of seals called Sensory Seals.

They include Touch Seals, Taste Seals, Hearing Seals, Smell Seals, Awareness Seals and Vision Seals.”

With a snap of his fingers, a holographic word appeared above Artemisia’s head—’Key’—while another, ‘Target,’ hovered over Beatrix’s.

“Let’s take the Awareness Seal for example.”

Jamie explained the Awareness Seal to the three of them using Beatrix and Artemisia as test subjects. It was the same kind as the one future Kayla had used to seal her power as the Spirit Empress.

After listening to his explanation, Arthur rubbed his chin, thinking it over for a moment before speaking.

“That sounds… pretty inefficient. I mean, you’re relying on someone else’s awareness to keep a seal intact. There are so many ways that could go wrong.”

Jamie chuckled, amused by his skepticism, before dropping a statement that completely floored him.

“Oh, I agree, it has its risks. But here’s the catch: most Sensory Seals have a sealing force comparable to ‘True Name Seals.'”

“SAY WHAT?!”

Arthur knew all too well the power of True Name Seals—he had one on himself right now.

The fact that the seal he’d just dismissed as flawed had a sealing force on the same level as a True Name Seal completely threw him.

“Yeah, that level of power. Vision Seals, especially, can be tied to very specific sequences of visual stimuli, like the one Evan was unknowingly following.

When he mentioned wanting to see the black hole. That was likely the last key”

For Artemisia and Beatrix, much of this conversation was lost in translation—especially the part about Black Holes—but Arthur and Jamie didn’t stop to explain.

“And here’s the kicker—you can make someone a ‘Key’ to your seal without them even knowing it. The only requirement is that their karma is tied to yours, so you can’t just pick a random person, but the key can remain totally unaware of their role.”

Indeed. Evan had been the ‘Key’ to Kayla’s seal and he had zero awareness of the fact until encountering the ‘Illusion Celestial’, Belphont.

Arthur’s brow furrowed as he processed this new piece of information, his initial opinion of Sensory Seals shifting.

“So they’re not as easy to break as I thought…”

Jamie gave a small nod, continuing his explanation.

“Exactly. Take a Touch Seal, for instance. You could set the condition to something as specific as, ‘They need to touch a star-shaped rock at the bottom of the ocean on a planet that’s entirely water, orbiting a neutron star.’

If the thing sealed were memories, what are the odds of that person ever encountering such a rock?”

“I think I get the whole business with these seals now.”

The logic behind these seemingly obscure seals finally clicked into place, and Arthur nodded, a newfound respect for their intricate design forming within him.

The Seal on Evan was a Vision Seal.

In his case, he had to gaze upon five cosmological objects in a precise sequence: his home galaxy, a rogue star, a quasar, a nebula, and, finally, a black hole.

Vision Seals required at least five distinct ‘Targets,’ and Evan had “unknowingly” triggered each one, step by step.

Well, Evan did realise he was onto something and let that something guide him. Still, it was a matter of probability.

That’s why he had muttered, “What are the odds?”

Arthur’s gaze drifted to Evan’s unconscious body, his voice quiet.

“Okay, so whatever was sealed on Evan is being released now…”

A strange silence settled over the room as all four of them—Arthur, Jamie, Beatrix, and Artemisia—found themselves wondering the same thing.

What, exactly, was being unsealed?

Was it memories? Power?

Or something far more mysterious?