My Charity System made me too OP-Chapter 260: Battle Arena IV

At another corner of Reality—far beyond the comprehension of mortals and gods alike—a place existed where thousands, perhaps millions, of Cosmos aligned in perfect orbit. Each Cosmos a living, breathing universe. Each pulsing with stars, dimensions, life, and death.

And above it all… a Throne.

Forged from the bones of collapsed timelines and encrusted with the dust of shattered realms, it stood as the centerpiece of this place—a Nexus Beyond All Creation.

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Seated upon this throne was a being.

He was still, like a statue carved by the hands of eternity itself. Cloaked in robes woven from voidlight and existence threads, his form flickered between shapes—sometimes a man, sometimes a storm, sometimes… nothing at all.

His eyes had been closed for an eon.

Until now.

They opened.

Twin suns of shifting galaxies stared forward. He gazed toward a distant point—Leon. Toward that single cosmos that hummed in resonance with the ancient Voidbreaker Gate now branded upon Leon's soul.

"…So it begins again," the being murmured, voice like a choir of collapsing stars.

He raised a hand, and within his palm formed an image—Leon's engraving. The gate, the swords, the watchers.

"…Muted for long enough… but finally, a new champion is rising."

A faint glimmer of curiosity crossed his ageless gaze.

"But… flawed. Not yet ready. Still incomplete."

He closed his eyes again, and the vision vanished.

"Let the stars test him first. The Dreamwatchers. The Sealed Wombs. Let the Curtain tremble on its own."

He exhaled—entire universes flickered out in his breath—and then his body leaned back against the throne.

"It will take time… and when he's ready, I shall awaken fully."

And so, across the edge of Infinity, where time no longer mattered, the Mute King returned to slumber.

But the ripple he felt from Leon's awakening had already begun to spread…

Across the Cosmos, ancient things began to stir.

Some remembered the Gate.

Some feared it.

And a few… hated it.

Because last time it opened, entire existences were wiped clean.

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"I… I'm too weak," Leon said, his voice low as he stood before the massive, sealed gate. His hand trembled slightly as he failed—again—to unlock the passage to the Hidden Realm.

A strange glyph pulsed faintly on the gate—an ancient lock tied directly to his soul and the new power now engraved on him.

But despite the failure, Leon's gaze didn't break. He exhaled slowly and muttered, "But I did learn… the name."

The others—Roselia, Roman, Milim, Naval, and Liliana—watched him closely.

"What… is this place?" Roman asked, eyes narrowing.

Leon turned toward them, eyes glowing faintly with soullight. He pointed toward the runes etched into the lock above the gate. Glowing characters shimmered into focus.

"Champion's Arena."

"It says… this place is called the Champion's Arena," Leon said quietly. "And I can only enter it if I reclaim the Peak of the Tower… and achieve Rank One in the Ascension Battle Arena."

The room went silent for a moment. Then Roselia tilted her head. "...Champion's Arena? That's not part of the usual Tower records. I've never even heard of it."

"Neither have I," Roman added. "No one's ever mentioned a realm like that, even among the top Ascenders."

"Hmm…" Milim squinted at the gate, floating upside down lazily. "Maybe it's something that only activates for Voidbreakers?"

"That or…" Naval mused, adjusting her gloves. "It's a unique trial tied to Leon's ??? Rank class. Something only he can access."

Liliana gently traced the air near the seal. Her expression was distant. "It's like the gate is alive… like it's waiting for you to be worthy."

Leon clenched his fist. The mark of the Voidbreaker on his arm pulsed faintly.

"...So it's a personal trial," he muttered. "A domain hidden from the Tower itself. If I want to enter, I have to conquer the top of the Tower and dominate the Battle Arena. Only then will I be recognized as worthy to enter this… Champion's Arena."

"Sounds like the final forge," Roselia said with a small smirk. "Only those who stand above everyone else even get a chance to step inside."

"And judging by the name… whatever's waiting in there might be even stronger than what's inside the Tower itself," Roman added.

Leon stood silently for a moment, then nodded.

"Then I'll reach the top. I'll climb, fight, and ascend… not just to protect this cosmos, but to find out what's sealed behind this gate."

He turned, cape fluttering behind him, eyes locked on the distant peak above.

"I'll earn the title of Rank One. And then… I'll break this lock."

"Then… are we back to the usual climbing?" Navala asked, her tone light but with a subtle edge.

Leon paused for a second, then turned to look at the lead officer.

The man gave a small bow. "Well, since you already passed the soul resonance phase, there's not much to do in terms of protocol. But on this floor… we've had confirmed sightings of invaders. If you can, take care of them before you ascend higher. We'd be grateful."

Leon raised an eyebrow, his voice dry. "Why are you being so polite to me now?"

The lead officer gave a short chuckle, then rolled up his sleeve, revealing a mark glowing faintly on his wrist—a simplified sigil of the Voidbreaker Class.

"I'm also part of the Voidbreaker order," he said, the faint blue aura around the mark pulsing softly. "But mine is an A-rank class. A supportive designation, designed for defense and strategic reinforcement."

He looked up at Leon, expression firm but respectful.

"Of course… with you holding the highest classification—a ???-Rank Voidbreaker—you are my senior. And the senior of every other Voidbreaker still in the Tower. Including those who remain hidden in the upper floors."

Leon studied him for a moment, then gave a small nod.

"…Understood. Then I'll deal with the invaders here first."

He glanced back at his group.

"Get ready. This climb just got a new purpose. No more holding back."

Roselia smirked. "Finally."

Milim cracked her knuckles, floating with a grin. "Heh. Time for some fun!"

Navala smiled faintly, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear. "Back to the grind… but with a real reason now."

Liliana quietly checked her equipment, her voice soft. "Let's not make the same mistake twice."

Roman placed his hand on his sword. "And let's make sure they remember our names."

Leon turned toward the next staircase spiraling upward into swirling clouds of mana.

"Let's hunt some invaders."