Infinite System Inheritor Return From The Abyss

"Sorry, Huno," Seojun muttered, gently picking up his furry companion and setting him back on the sofa. He focused back on his phone, trying to process what he had just seen.

The video had been uploaded on GoTube, the video platform linked with the global system server. Seojun frowned and realized that this was not just an ordinary video but one that had somehow been distributed widely.

"System!" he called out urgently, holding his phone in the air to show the video. "What the heck is this?"

[Yes, host?] the system responded promptly.

Seojun's voice was tinged with frustration as he demanded, "What's going on? How did this video get out? No one else knows about the Abyss but us."

The system's hologram screen flickered to life, displaying a blue crying emoji and spoke, [I'm really sorry, host. It was me who made the channel and uploaded the video. I didn't realize it would cause such a stir.]

Seojun's frustration was palpable as he stared at the hologram screen. "You mean to tell me that this is all your doing? Are you serious System?"

[I'm really sorry, host. But you don't have to worry. There's no way they can recognize you.]

Seojun sighed and open the Global system server and went to the GoTube icon.

Seojun, determined to understand more about the unexpected attention his channel had received, decided to delve into the Global System Server. He opened the server interface and navigated to the GoTube.

"Tsk, tsk," Seojun muttered to himself, clearly irritated. "You even muted the notifications."

[Sorry, host. I'll make sure to keep you informed in the future.]

Seojun tapped on the Abyssal Lord Fan channel to see the latest updates. The channel page loaded, revealing impressive statistics:

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[Abyssal Lord Fan Channel Update]

Subscribers: 500,000+

Latest Video Views:8,000,000+

Top Comments:

"Is this real? The battles look incredible!"

"Where is this place? Did a new zone appear without us knowing?"

"The teamwork in this video is amazing. How did they manage to take down those monsters?"

"I need to see more of these epic fights! Keep them coming!"

"Can someone explain how this was filmed? It looks like a different dimension!"

Seojun read through the comments, which ranged from excitement and disbelief to curiosity about the mysterious battles. Many viewers were questioning the authenticity of the footage, wondering if a new zone had been discovered, and marveling at the impressive teamwork displayed in the video.

As he scrolled through the comments, The unexpected fame of the Abyssal Lord Fan channel had drawn a lot of attention, but it also posed questions and stirred curiosity among viewers.

Seojun continued to scroll through the Abyssal Lord Fan channel, noticing that despite only three videos being posted, the channel had already become a major trend. Each video had thousand of views, and the comments section was buzzing with speculation, theories, and excitement about the mysterious battles.

"How long has this been going on?" Seojun asked, his curiosity piqued.

[Three weeks, host. I've been posting one video per week. Don't worry, everything is under control.]

Seojun raised an eyebrow. "You're acting like you're a human, System."

There was a brief pause before the system responded, the blue hologram screen shifting slightly in color. [I was once a human and a god, host. In my current form, I'm a system that functions like a human without a body.]

Seojun leaned back on the sofa, curiosity getting the better of him. "System, were you really a god?"

[I was, host. A lowly god, the father of monsters. My domain was not grand like the others, but I held power over the monsters.]

Seojun nodded, processing the information. a sudden, piercing scream made him wince and cover his ears.

"Seojun!"

The scream was followed by the appearance of a bright yellow ball of light that floated in front of him, shimmering with energy. Annoyed, Seojun picked his ear, trying to shake off the ringing sound.

"Seojun!" The voice came again, louder this time, as the yellow ball of light began circling him rapidly.

Seojun frowned. "What did you just call me?" he asked, his voice laced with mild irritation.

The light stuttered for a moment before the voice corrected itself. "I mean, Master! Right, Master!"

Seojun sighed, his irritation melting into mild exasperation. "Tsk. What do you want, Zyraena?" He asked, shifting his attention back to his phone, scrolling through it nonchalantly while Huno, now awake, resettled on his stomach.

The yellow ball of light stopped in front of him, pulsing with frustration. "What are you doing, Master?! Why haven't you started looking for my children?!"

Seojun glanced at the light lazily. "It's only been a month and a half, Zyraena. You're already this impatient?"

"But Master..."

Seojun continued to scroll through his phone, the soft light from the screen illuminating his face. After a few moments of silence, he spoke up, his voice calm but laced with underlying tension. "How about my mother? Have you found her?"

Zyraena's glowing form hesitated, her light flickering slightly as she stuttered, her once confident tone dropping to a low murmur. "N-not yet…"

Seojun's gaze hardened, and he stopped scrolling, his thumb hovering over the screen. He looked at Zyraena, his expression unreadable. "Then don't demand anything from me."

The yellow ball of light dimmed further, almost as if shrinking under the weight of his words. Zyraena's voice, usually so commanding and insistent, now carried a note of guilt. "I'm… I'm sorry, Master. I didn't mean to—"

"Enough," Seojun interrupted, his tone leaving no room for argument. He leaned back into the sofa, closing his eyes briefly as he took a deep breath, trying to push down the frustration and worry that had bubbled up. "You have your task, and I have mine. Focus on finding her. I'll handle everything else."

"Okay, Master…" Zyraena's voice faded, and the yellow light she had become disappeared from the room, leaving Seojun alone.

He sighed, staring at the empty space where she had been. "Ahh, I've lost my mood," he muttered, feeling the frustration weigh him down.

Huno, noticing the change in Seojun's mood, looked up at him with concerned eyes.

Seojun glanced at Huno and tried to smile. "Come on, buddy. Let's go to bed."

He stood up from the sofa, leaving his phone on the table, and headed toward the bedroom. Huno followed closely, his footsteps quiet on the floor. When they reached the bed, Seojun sat on the edge and petted Huno. "At least I have you here."

Huno barked softly, as if agreeing, and Seojun lay down on the bed, pulling the blanket over himself. Huno jumped up next to him, curling up by his side. The warmth of his loyal companion brought some comfort, easing a bit of the tension inside Seojun.