I raised my hand. I didn't use [Exchange]. I didn't use a sword. I gathered every ounce of my remaining mana, ignoring the system's frantic 'System Error' messages.
I shouldn't do this. The Peanut Singularity is a floor-breaker. If I fire it here, in the 'Control Room', I might de-sync myself from the Tower entirely.
But if I don't... my friends are going to 'Die Beautifully' for a bunch of bored gods.
"Singularity," I whispered.
The Director screamed, lunging for a master control lever. "I'll reset the floor! I'll wipe the save!"
"Too late."
I didn't form the gun shape this time. I closed my fist, trapping the point of infinite density inside my palm. I felt the skin of my hand begin to atomize. I felt the bones of my arm cracking as the gravity tried to pull my shoulder into my wrist.
This is Hell Mode. Let's see how you handle a Villain who refuses to read the script.
I slammed my fist into the floor of the Director's Room.
[THE PEANUT SINGULARITY: COLLAPSE]
