Conan: Start with three choices, but sequence potion

Chapter 239 Freedom (Final Chapter)
Errors born from fooled history, errors give birth to utopian reality, and utopian reality becomes the basis of fooled history.

The three uniquenesses were "created" in their respective authorities. It can be said that they became gods after they had uniqueness, or it can be said that they had uniqueness after they became gods.

Sequence 0 of the three pathways is combined in one.

The original three figures have disappeared, leaving only one.

An He raised his hand, and the Source Castle and the Chaos Sea in the distance seemed to be guided.

When it contains the source material, it becomes the Old Day, and when it contains the pillar-level source material, it becomes the Pillar.

but.
There is no other source in this world.

From the perspective of mysticism, the two source castles and the Chaos Sea that developed from scratch are the "complete" source essences.

They are "all".

And “everything” will inevitably give birth to “the beginning”.

【The First Awakener】

【The Supreme Truth of Chaos and Disorder】

[A destiny that does not belong to this era]

He looked at the planet below that was already full of vitality, as well as the "spiritual world" and "star world" around it, and suddenly realized something.

"It's really a long way to go."

The Original Creator

An He couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Relying on the authority of fate, time and space, He looked forward along the endless and complex timeline, and saw many flaws left by His immature selves.

As soon as the thought arises, the wrong authority is activated, turning those original "loopholes" into a very natural "normal".

From time to time, there were chanting sounds coming from different points in time.

[.Pray for you to open the door to your kingdom]

【.Give me the power to complete this unknown spell.】

[.Pray for you to open the door to your kingdom]

【. Pray for a good dream for the girl next to me.】

"Is this considered a way of becoming a god first and then buying a ticket?"

An He joked to his own amusement, responding to the prayers of his former "self", and paying off the debt of his unscrupulous "cheating" long ago.

"besides."

He did not stop there, but continued to trace the timeline forward.

"I am a man of my words."

Life and destruction are born from [Creation] and settle in [History].

A laboratory fire that was destined to happen was quietly changed.

He still did not stop. The chaotic yet inexplicably orderly symbols of power surged along with the crimson stars, and long sections of history seemed to be rewound as if the key was pressed.

In the empty deep sky, endless stars were born from annihilation, and disappeared into the void after a brief period of prosperity. Countless sparks were born and died, and from time to time, indescribable shadows passed by, but they were completely unaware of this sight from [outside of fate].

Time is stagnant at a point that is extremely mystical.

An He suddenly smiled with relief.

He extracted a small part from each of the Chaos Sea and Source Castle around him, then thought for a moment and separated another part of himself.

“This strong separation quality is really troublesome.”

Loen Kingdom, Backlund East District.

A young man who had just been in this world for a week and had tasted enough poverty and thrilling crises ended a day of illegal work and returned to his damp and dark basement.

"Well, what is this?"

He took out three glass bottles filled with colorful liquids from his not-so-big pocket, which was very contrary to the laws of physics, and fell into deep thought.

It's not right to go out and come back with three bottles of potion in your pocket. "I guessed right at that time." An He couldn't help laughing when he saw this scene in [Beyond Destiny].

In the damp air of the basement, there were countless Amons living on parasites and mites, and at the door stood a blond man in a plain white robe.

"It's not surprising to me that these two are here, but it turns out you're here too, no wonder it turned into these three bottles of potion."

Outside that timeline, standing above the spiritual world, a figure walked slowly along the long river of time, as leisurely as taking a stroll. He was wearing a black dress, holding a simple black cane in his hand, had short black hair, and deep gray eyes.

That came from a mysterious master who came to "patrol" specifically after an unknown period of time, as if he sensed that An He had entered this world.

At first, An He felt the humanity that was disappearing at an accelerated rate, and the tendency to split that was almost uncontrollable, and suddenly he touched this timeline.

[In Destiny], the figure seemed to sense something and looked over.

He suddenly smiled politely, took off the black bowler hat on his head, and bowed very gentlemanly.

Time flowed backwards madly. At first, An He no longer tried to stop it. He waited calmly for the "beginning" of everything.

Although the "beginning" of all this is actually the "end" of the "beginning".

Everything fell into deathly silence, all was emptiness, filled with chaos and disorder.

【First awakened from chaos.】

An He opened his eyes calmly.

【He created the entire universe.】

All things come to life.

[After this, the original will began to fade, but its spirit remained forever and would not be extinguished. The two pillars of its personality were born in its body.]

The will of the Supreme and God began to take root, and quickly matured with the help of Sefirah Castle and the Sea of Chaos.

[But at least until the original will has completely dissipated, they cannot wake up from their slumber.]

An Hejing felt his humanity gradually returning to normal. He, who was omniscient and omnipotent, knew that he would soon fall into a deep sleep. After who knows how many years, he would wake up from his slumber again and completely split into the extraordinary cornerstone of this world, the "Nine Sources" and extraordinary characteristics.

but.
"I have almost paid back what I owe you, so."

Like a last glimmer of humanity, He, no, he suddenly revealed an arrogant smile.

"The Creator also has to go off work!"

Across countless timelines and endless years, he accurately grasped the extremely weak, but real and extremely tenacious "anchor".

That was a recognition that discarded all definitions and only acknowledged his "Anhe" identity.

The original will has dissipated, what does it have to do with me, An?

"I don't want to be an AI programmed to do sit-ups. See you later!"

All tracing back of time and space turns into indescribable stream of light.

That fantastic world was left far behind by him.

The power so strong that it could almost be called empty was drained from him, along with the connection with his identity as "the original".

He was the only one who had worked hard until now and barely reached the strength of a Sequence 4 demigod.

It’s as if becoming a god was just a dream.

But An He knew that he was free.

The "gift" from the mysterious world, which could be called a "curse", was "locked" into that cyclical history in a way that conforms to the closed loop of mysticism, and he was reborn.

"Ahwa-kun, Awa-kun?"

A familiar calling voice sounded in reality. An He opened his eyes and saw a beautiful face. However, the once cold expression was now filled with concern and worry.

"Are you OK?"

An He shook her head, suddenly laughed, and held her little hand that was about to cover her forehead.

"Mr. Miyano."

"Let's get married."

(End of this chapter)