Chapter 808
Chapter 808
Chapter 808
“Are you aware that there exists two sides of the world that flip back and forth like a coin?”
“Yes, I’m aware.”
There were countless worlds, including the Abyss and the current Tionis. The Abyss originally existed as a space for the creation of a new world, but it failed to emerge as the front side of the coin, becoming absolute void itself.
“Well, I’m not one for complicated explanations, so I’ll keep it simple. Goddess Freyja has been steadily pushing you closer to divinity. Ultimately, she wanted you to become a transcendent being, like Thanatos or Neltarid.”
The levels of a demigod.
The power of taboo.
Divine power.
All of this along with his characteristic, Predatory Assimilation, which he would’ve never awakened normally.
“What, are we supposed to do some role-playing as an outdated Antagonist and Demon King or something? To make sure there’s an Antagonist that goes against the enemy that holds the level of god?
The Antagonist and Demon King were both necessary beings. And right now, Davey had consumed both of them.
The battle against the Abyss differed in paths from the conflict between the Antagonist and Demon King, no matter how large the magnitude may be.
The Demon King didn’t destroy the world.
But Thanatos from the Abyss was a monster that really would devour the world.
“Why do you think the goddess is doing something so unproductive and inefficient?”
“If I knew that, I wouldn’t have come to see you.”
“If you try to seal Thanatos using the Absolute Gem, sure, the Abyss will close for now, and peace will return. But after that, the future you’re hoping for won’t come true.”
“...”
“Complete collapse. Even the concepts of reincarnation, resurrection, and the destruction of souls will vanish, leaving behind nothing but a perfect void. Something far beyond the Abyss, even before gods were born—an emptiness with no potential, no possibility. Nothing.”
Davey pondered on the thought of a space where nothing existed. He wondered if Thanatos’s existence was that critical. He then realized—if that really was the case, goddess Freyja should’ve stopped him from fighting Thanatos in the first place.
As his thoughts grew more tangled, a frustrating idea crossed his mind.
“This is making me a bit uneasy.”
“As it should. The situation has deteriorated.”
“Isolating that bastard won’t work?”
“There are two conditions Goddess Freyja needs to achieve in order to avoid the worst-case scenario I shared with you.”
Thanatos disrupted the flow just by her existence. Her complete annihilation, not isolation, was needed.
And...
“As you probably already know, the death of every intelligent being, in other words, resetting civilization.”
“Reset? Like wiping a computer??”
“Exactly. This world has existed for hundreds of millions—no, too long for the concept of time to even be applied. What has happened to those alchemical devices Eva was so proud of as time passed? Did they stay intact?”
“The world has reached its limit...”
Davey clenched his fist and then relaxed it, shifting his gaze.
“If you compare every dimension to Eva’s devices, yes. Their lifespan has run out. The only option is to reset the intelligent beings who generate the most vitality and emotions to circulate vitality. And, of course, to eliminate the anomaly Thanatos who exists to flip the front and back of the coin. That should buy some time for us—at least for now.”
“For now...?”
Davey figured that he was saying that even if Thanatos disappeared, resetting things wouldn’t be a permanent solution.
“You mentioned ‘for now,’ but how long are we talking?”
“In about a thousand years, the world will probably have to be reset again. And the intervals will shorten each time.”
‘Shorter cycles...’
“And if we don’t do a reset?”
“What happens to a machine pushed beyond its limits?” they asked in a calm voice.
The main circuit usually burns out, or it malfunctions to the point it can’t operate. So, in order to scrape by for just a thousand years, Davey had to gain the power of a god, fight brutally against Thanatos, and then after completely annihilating her...
“Davey.”
“After that, I’ll have to erase my wife, lover, and my beloved sister.”
“...”
“And even the first real friend I’ve made?”
The word friend wasn’t something Davey used often, even in his memories from past lives. With the life in the hall, the complicated life in the palace, and the isolation in the sickroom, he hadn’t had many people he could truly consider as equals or friends.
“To reset civilization, you’d need to become a transcendent being, akin to a god.”
At the calm response, Davey exhaled sharply.
‘Then why don’t you do it?’
He then glared at the figure before him.
“Is there really no other way?”
“Even if there were, I’d still make the same choice. This is the easiest solution.”
“You bastard...”
“To be honest, I’m scared. I’m terrified of this world disappearing completely. That’s why I’m willing to sacrifice others to survive.”
Bang!!
At those words, Davey kicked off the ground, launching toward Hercules and thrusting the Divine Spear Longinus straight at him.
Clang!
Yet even with the spear blade wrapped in Auror Blade, he wasn’t able to leave a single scratch on his body.
“You better watch that fucking mouth of yours.”
“Oh Davey, you’re still so soft. Too sentimental for your own good. But let me ask you this.”
“...”
“Do you think the heroes you saw in the hall sacrificed their souls to protect you just for fun?”
As Davey glared at him with trembling hands, he made a bitter smile.
“Heroes, in the end, are just intelligent beings. People, heroes, they all make countless choices between their birth and death. I’ve chosen to stake everything on survival.”
Between Birth and Death, there was Chicken... No, Choice.
Davey understood where he was coming from, but he didn’t understand why he was giving up so soon. But then he thought it was natural for him to make such a decision, considering he had experience resetting before.
“Hah, so is that why you gave up on Arbit?”
Boom!
It was the elixir that was called The Teardrop of God. But in fact, they weren’t really tears of a god—transcendental beings weren’t supposed to experience emotions like joy or sorrow. Yet right there in front of him, she had begun to show her feelings. She was crying, gazing at the place where Davey had disappeared.
‘No way...’
Without hesitation, Hercules pulled out a small vial from his robe, capturing the droplet before it could hit the ground. She slowly looked over to him.
“Uh... Well, you never know if this’ll come in handy someday. Look, I’ve always loved Eclipse, you know? Don’t get the wrong idea, goddess. You’re not really my type.”
He babbled, though neither Freyja nor he cared about such trivial matters.
“Anyway, it’s just... remarkable. To see a god shed tears.”
Ancient texts spoke of a time when a god’s tear fell to the earth out of pity for humanity, and from that spot, a great tree grew—the World Tree. Of course, that tree no longer existed.
Hercules knew very well that the old stories were just myths. And so, what was happening in front of him stunned him.
For the first time, emotion flickered in her voice.
[Compassion.]
“Do you pity him? Or... do you simply hope he won’t die?”
[...]
Hercules realized why she was still here. The truth was even crueler than what Davey had imagined. Freyja lowered her head slightly, speaking softly.
“A being who shouldn’t know emotions... that’s what Transcendence’s Will is.”
[Curiosity.]
Hercules remained silent. Curiosity was the first emotion she had gained after letting her levels of god fall. Davey wasn’t a subject of divine love from the start. He was someone she could dispose of at her convenience. That was all he had been to her.
[Anger.]
She kept talking. The primordial god felt anger toward the reckless, selfish actions of the subject who refused to follow the rules.
[Pity.]
Watching Davey struggle so desperately for survival, she had felt pity. Slowly, she began to sacrifice parts of her levels for him. This compassion had led her to sympathize with the emotions of life, accelerating her downfall.
[Benevolence.]
“Benevolence, huh? That’s a word that was never really fitting for you. You were always the cruel, unyielding laws personified.
The benevolence Davey made her awake in herself, had made Duke Neto La Lili the way he turned out. Despite his psychopathic tendencies, he had dearly loved his wife.
The side effects of her benevolence didn’t stop there. Feeling pity for Davey, she had unknowingly begun to favor him, discarding more and more of her levels to save and protect him.
And then came the greatest issue...
[Affection.]
Finally, the feeling that had made it impossible for her to abandon Davey. He was no longer just a tool or a pawn, but someone she couldn’t bear to lose.
The affection toward a single subject.
The emotions she obtained by discarding her levels for Davey had transformed her at an unimaginable speed.
Meanwhile, Thanatos had begun to transfer most of her power into Tionis. On top of that, following Freyja’s plan, she had drawn everything from the Abyss to destroy Davey.
[The first apostle has arrived.]
Her voice was small but clear.
“A deal is a deal. If my only way to atone is through a choice I couldn’t follow through on...”
[What would you call something that even a transcendent will that existed from the beginning cannot obtain...?]
Freyja wasn’t giving an order—it was just a simple question. But as he listened to her bring this up, he couldn’t help but chuckle.
“Most beings who worship gods refer to that with a silly word—miracle.”
He laughed heartily.
“Are you hoping for that miracle?”
The Freyja in front of Hercules was nothing like the one he had met ten thousand years ago.
“Well, I guess he has to deal with Thanatos first.”
Hercules turned his gaze away.
“Take care of Davey.”
As he spoke, someone slowly stepped out from the space behind Freyja and Hercules. A woman, draped in a flowing white and purple gown, emerged—a beautiful figure with a soft smile and closed eyes. Without turning to look at her, Hercules continued.
“I have never forgotten what you did for all those heroes who died with regrets. Now it’s our turn.”
The woman sighed bitterly.
“Rest in peace... Hercules.”
“I’m sorry, Rho Aias.”
“You gave us all the chance to resolve our regrets. Protecting Davey was a choice we all made ourselves.”
As they spoke, a massive creature began to crawl out from the depths of the southeastern part of the Tionis continent, emerging from the mirror portal that showed every world Freyja had created.
“It’s happening faster than expected.”
As Hercules spoke, his body began to crumble.
“Hercules?”
“It’s time to clean up the mess.”
“You’re heading into the Abyss?”
“I have to wipe it out. Everything.”
The truth he didn’t tell Davey—it was his final task.
“I could—”
“At the least, don’t let your soul break anymore.”
“Hercules...”
“Take care, little lady.”
The only one who could call the centuries-old hero a little lady cracked his knuckles as he walked toward the ownerless black void.
“Alright then. Let’s see if we can make this happen.”
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All the heroes trying to keep the world from absolutely imploding:
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