Chapter 140: TURNED PLANET

"Your plan to devour me. Honestly speaking, I don’t wish to be devoured. I want to live. Selfish as it is, I don’t think anyone wants to die, right?" she asked, her smile softening, a hint of vulnerability in her eyes."Interesting. So planets have feelings, huh?"

"Not generally. Let’s just say I’m the oddball. Perhaps there are others like me, but most planets’ wills are just mere consciousnesses with no emotions or feelings, just random programs to operate and save lives within them. Well, at least that’s how I was until you happened," she said, her voice carrying a trace of wonder.

"Me?" Aaron asked, confused, pointing at himself in surprise, his brow furrowing as the surreal situation sank in.

"Yes, you did," she nodded, her twinkling blue eyes locking onto his, a spark of connection in her gaze.

"How?" Aaron asked, lost, his mind racing to piece together the anomaly.

"You turned me. As crazy as it sounds, you turned me," Blue Star explained, her voice steady but filled with awe, the mist around her shimmering brighter.

Aaron stared at Blue Star, a migraine brewing from her words. He hadn’t felt so lost in a long time, the cosmic absurdity hitting like a system error in his reincarnated journey.

"What do you mean I turned you? How did I even do that?" Aaron asked, his voice tinged with exasperation, his hand rubbing his temple.

"I don’t know. But if I had to guess, some criteria had to be met. First, you turned every living human I’m connected to. But that’s just a prerequisite, I presume. Your last crazy actions should be the actual cause," Blue Star informed, her tone calm but intrigued.

"Crazy actions?" Aaron asked, still confused, his mind spinning like a failed draw calculation.

"Covering my body entirely with blood. Unlike normal water, your never-dying blood found its way to my core," she explained further, her voice soft but precise, the mist forming faint images of blood seas.

"Your core. I see," Aaron said, linking the clues slowly, his hybrid senses tingling as the pieces fell into place.

"But to be turned, you have to be—"

"Dead. I’m aware. And crazily, that happened moments ago when the corruption reached 99.9%. My will was taken over, and I was dead. So I turned. To a hybrid," Blue Star said, still smiling, her form radiating a serene power.

A turned planet. Since reincarnating, Aaron had heard crazy things, but none crazier than this. His mind reeled, the anomaly defying even his system’s logic, a cosmic jackpot he hadn’t expected.

"How’s that possible?" Aaron asked, still unable to process it, his voice low, the weight of the revelation pressing on him.

"It’s a very rare occurrence. An anomaly that should never occur but did by a stroke of luck. Should you try to intentionally replicate it, all you’d end up with is failure. It’s a pure miracle that goes beyond just the universe and the Primordial realm itself. But then again, everything you keep doing is an anomaly," another voice said within the space, familiar and snarky.

"Huh? System?" Aaron called out, staring at a young man seated a distance away, his features eerily identical to Aaron’s own, down to the sharp jawline and piercing eyes.

"Welcome. I was looking forward to seeing you too," Blue Star greeted, her gaze respectful, a slight bow of her head toward the system’s avatar.

"Yo. I’ve been looking forward to this day. Although it came quicker than I expected. Credits to Miss Beautiful there," the young man, Aaron’s system, said, his voice dripping with smug amusement, his grin mirroring Aaron’s own.

Aaron was left speechless. If he could, he would’ve passed out from the sheer shock of the moment, his heart pounding with the absurdity of facing his system’s avatar.

"Is this your real face? Why the fuck do you look exactly like me?!" Aaron asked, staring at his system with heartache, his voice cracking with disbelief, the dream of punching the system shattering like a failed draw.

All his fantasies came crashing down. His dreams of one day punching the system flew out the window, ripping Aaron’s heart with pain, the betrayal stinging like a cosmic debuff.

"Tsk. You’re still annoying," the system clicked its tongue, its tone mocking, its eyes glinting with playful disdain.

"Even my voice! How did you—"

"Refrain from asking me personal questions for now. Let’s not risk some unnecessary intervention while we consider what to do," the system informed, forcing Aaron to swallow his billion-dollar questions, his jaw clenching in frustration.

"What should we do, system?" Aaron asked, stressing his brain to come up with a plan. Why bother when he had his system, the ultimate cheat code in this reincarnated game?

Boom!

"Ouch! What was that for?" Aaron yelled, holding his jaw, the sudden punch from the system’s avatar stinging like a critical hit, his eyes watering with indignation.

"Hah. Satisfying. I’ve always wanted to do that," the system said, a happy smile on its face, its fist still raised as if savoring the moment.

"We’ll likely be leaving soon enough. And we can’t exactly drag your large planetary body along. How do we fix that?" Aaron asked, turning to Blue Star. "Is there any way we can bring this form to the physical world?" he asked critically, his mind racing with possibilities.

"Hah. Already thinking of adding her to your harem. You really are crazy," the system shook its head disappointedly, its tone dripping with sarcasm, its eyes rolling dramatically.

"Let me be," Aaron replied, waving off the jab, his focus on Blue Star’s serene form, her presence a puzzle he needed to solve.

"That... I don’t know," Blue Star replied, her voice uncertain, her blue eyes flickering with a hint of worry.

"I think I might have an idea. You’ll have to destroy the entire planet, Aaron," the system instructed, its tone serious now, the playful edge gone.

"Why? I thought the plan was to not kill her?"

"She’s turned already, dummy. She’s an immortal. With your blessing, and since she’s tied to you, she’ll be transferred to the sanctuary. With my assistance, we can help her retain this form," the system explained, its voice steady, a rare note of cooperation.

"Oh. I see. That should work. But do you really think I have the strength to destroy an entire planet?" Aaron asked seriously, his brow furrowing. Could a god destroy a planet? The question hung heavy, a challenge to his god-tier status.

"You just have to find out, don’t you?" the system replied, its grin returning, a spark of mischief in its eyes.

"Challenge accepted, you bastard," Aaron said, a grin spreading across his face as he prepared to leave, his hybrid blood thrumming with anticipation.

"And it’s refreshing to talk to you one-on-one while seeing you, bro," Aaron smiled, his consciousness slowly returning, the ethereal plane fading like a completed quest.

"Likewise," the system replied, watching Aaron leave, its form merging back into his consciousness, a faint chuckle echoing as the connection closed.