MC Creative Mode: Wholesale Perpetual Motion Machine

Chapter 366 Reincarnation and Vows
The Kirielod people are gone.

He left behind a sigh of regret.

It's like seeing someone destined for death, like seeing your former self.

After all, they had resisted before, and if they could see a glimmer of hope for victory, wouldn't they want to continue the fight?

Silence enveloped every Ultra Warrior in the conference hall.

Today, the Land of Light is a symbol of hope for countless universes and countless civilizations.

The Warriors of Light travel through universes, vanquishing evil and giving hope to those in dire straits. Those who receive help grow strong and one day venture into the stars, standing shoulder to shoulder with the Warriors of Light who helped them.

However, as a symbol of hope in the hearts of countless lives, the Kingdom of Light has already heard the death knell tolling for them by the entire multiverse.

The "absolute stillness" of the mechanical island civilization is a form of self-destruction born of despair, a sacrifice of all meaning in order to prolong existence, an eternal vigil awaiting the arrival of hope.
The Kyrierods' "detached observation" is a form of self-exile, an escape by abandoning emotions and engagement.

The "false eternity" of another dimension is self-deception, stealing the dreams of others, and building a safe haven in the distant future that will inevitably crumble and lead to utter despair.

These three paths all bypass the dualistic opposition of good and evil, thus enabling their "existence," but they all betray the original intention behind the birth of the Land of Light.

That is to protect life and believe in the future.

"So..." In this timeline, Masaki Keigo, who had been plagued by nightmares since childhood, did everything in his power to finally resolve the disaster left by the ancient civilization with the Land of Light in this timeline and see the light again, had a complicated look in his eyes.

His voice broke the silence, and he said in a low voice with a complicated tone, "No matter how powerful we become, in the end we are just accumulating power for our own gravediggers?"

“Yes.” Scientist Ultraman nodded heavily, a cold mathematical model displayed on the holographic projection. “According to the binary model we have obtained so far, for every order of magnitude increase in the technological level and size of the Land of Light, the probability of the synchronous growth of the ‘Land of Darkness’ or ‘Dark Beast’ on the other side of spacetime will increase exponentially. It’s almost here. When we completely suppress the immune system of the Spacetime Dragon, we will reach the critical point.”

“We will be dealing with the opposite of time and space, and they will surely come.”

“At that time,” Tiga from this timeline continued calmly, “it wasn’t a war, but a kind of… symmetrical annihilation.”

"Whether it is the Kingdom of Light above spacetime or the Kingdom of Light involved in each independent spacetime, it will face an equal enemy at the same time. We will perish together with our shadows, and the resulting destruction will be enough to have a huge impact on the structure of the multiverse."

This was a battle destined to fail, a tragedy whose ending was written from the very beginning.

This is a zeroing-off movement, a phenomenon in which two extreme directions, under dualism, return to zero.

However, when Tiga looked at each of his companions, incredibly, there was no fear or confusion in their eyes, only a resolute determination to do what they knew was impossible.

“Then,” Tiga spoke softly, his voice clear and calm, reaching the hearts of every warrior, “even if destruction is inevitable, let us walk together.”

Ultraman Tiga's voice rose, carrying an undeniable power, "Since moving forward means death, remaining still is betrayal, and transcendence is escapism... then our only choice is to keep moving forward, isn't it?!"

He looked around, his gaze sweeping over each of his former comrades who had fought alongside him.

"The civilization of the Mechanical Island chose stillness; they became tombstones, they became those who wait! The Kirieloids chose transcendence; they became ghosts detached from the world! The extradimensional beings chose self-anesthesia; they became living dead who delayed their death!"

"But we are warriors of the Land of Light! Our strength comes from our determination to protect, from our belief in life! If we stop running because we're afraid the finish line is a cliff, what's the difference between that and lying in a grave from the very beginning?!"

"If life is destined to end in death, why not simply choose not to be born?!"

A glorious will burned fiercely in Tiga's heart, and cried out through Tiga's voice:
The meaning of life lies in the process, not the result!

Even if the destination is destruction, we must save as many lives as possible, ignite as much hope as possible, and illuminate as much darkness as possible along the way!

"We want to make this inevitable journey meaningful! We want to use this finite existence to create infinite value!"

"Even if our advance inevitably leads to destruction!" Tiga suddenly spread his arms wide, and a dazzling light illuminated all directions. "But if our existence, and every battle we fight, can bring a moment of happiness to more civilizations, then even if we are ultimately annihilated, the 'possibility' of these civilizations that we have influenced and protected continuing will be the proof of our existence!"

"We will fight! Not to defeat any enemy, but to prove that we will never yield, even in the face of the ironclad laws of the universe, the choices of the heart, and the will of life!"

"We will turn this doomed cycle of death into an indomitable battle song that resounds throughout the multiverse!"

The momentary silence was broken, replaced by a tragic yet fervent resonance from the Warriors of Light!

"That's right!"

"We are Ultra Warriors! 'Sit and wait to die' is not in our dictionary!"

"Rather than perish in silence, fight to the last moment in flames!"

"Illuminate the darkness until the very last moment!"

All warriors of the Land of Light, their light shines once more, converging into an ocean of determination!

Embrace the cycle of reincarnation, live life to the fullest!

The final resolution was passed, and civilization's final vow was cast into the infinite expanse of time and space.
The activities of the Land of Light have intensified significantly.

The war against the Time-Space Dragon has entered a new phase.

The warriors of the Land of Light, once again with even greater might, spread light and hope throughout the multiverse.

The Time-Space Dragon, the immune system of this multiverse, is gradually being suppressed and controlled.

Gradually, the phenomenon of time travel that affected countless lives and civilizations, the physiological activity of mixing hot and cold water, and cold and hot water, which kept all civilizations in a dynamic chaotic balance, was stopped.

What is destined to come will eventually come. At a certain moment, when endless spacetime is filled with light and hope, the light of the Land of Light will surge towards the opposite side of spacetime, crashing into the endless darkness…

In that very instant—

The "background noise" of the multiverse has disappeared.

An absolute silence descended, freezing even the soul.

It wasn't that there was silence, but rather that all the positive, active, and vibrant "information" seemed to have been swallowed up by some invisible force.

Immediately following, on the exact opposite side of the spacetime of the Land of Light, on the other side of the number line, an indescribable "darkness" began to emerge simultaneously.

It is the embodiment of despair, the crystallization of hatred, the personification of destruction...

It has a similar structure to the Land of Light, but is composed of completely opposite concepts—twisted spires, flowing shadows, and roaring vortexes of negative energy…

The Land of Darkness, or rather, the Beast of Darkness, has finally descended.

As the Land of Light had anticipated, even with the perpetual motion machine effect granted by that self-proclaimed righteous being, even with that perpetual motion machine whose output units increased endlessly with the growth of the Land of Light…

But the most intense light also illuminates the most intense darkness.

There was no communication, and no declaration of war.

When light and darkness reach absolute symmetry, war itself becomes an inevitable, unspoken physical process.

Like matter and antimatter meeting, two colossal entities that transcend time and space and are beyond description collide with a deafening roar!

This is no longer a battle, nor a clash of energies, but an annihilation at the conceptual level.

No matter how powerful the warrior or how powerful the weapon, they all face an absolutely equal and absolutely opposite opponent at the same moment.

Hope and despair, love and hate, order and chaos...

All opposing laws collided directly at this moment, and together they perished in the most intense confrontation.

There are no fancy skills, no skillful games, only the most brutal and direct elimination.

In countless times and spaces, vast swathes of starry sky have turned into absolute nothingness, and timelines have broken and disappeared in large sections.

The grand structure of the multiverse is like a piece of paper thrown into a raging fire, quickly shrinking, twisting, and wailing as it returns to its final zero.

Countless warriors of the Land of Light watched as their bodies, in the fierce battle, were driven step by step to destruction alongside the enemy under absolutely equal power.

Without retreating or fleeing, the soldiers simply clenched their fists, passing on their last belief to their comrades and shining their last light into the darkness, trying to preserve even the slightest chance of survival in the face of absolute destruction.

Above the ineffable expanse of time and space, Ultraman Tiga watched as his companions vanished one by one, and as the vast multiverse, with its infinite structure, violently vibrated and returned to nothingness amidst the collision of light and darkness.

In his final response to his past, he transformed all the light, all the memories, all the hopes and longings within him into a last pure thought—not an attack, but a blessing—shot towards the countless worlds he had once protected, which were about to be destroyed and swallowed up…

"Goodbye... everyone..."

Goodbye...to everything I love...

"Let's meet again in the next cycle of reincarnation!"

boom! ! ! !

An indescribable shockwave was exploding.

Extreme good and extreme evil are like two numbers with equal values ​​but opposite signs, added together...

Zero.

The Land of Light and the Land of Darkness vanished simultaneously.

Along with them disappeared countless universes, spaces, and possibilities centered on their collision point.

The multiverse was blasted open, creating a huge, pure void.

However, in this absolute "nothingness," in that singularity where even space and time no longer exist, something... remains.

That is not matter, not energy, not even information.

Those are the dust of "will," the fragments of "choice," the most subtle imprint left by the countless warriors of the Land of Light at the final moment, their belief in "protecting even in destruction."

These imprints, like the primordial soup after the Big Bang, float quietly in the newly formed multiverse, waiting...

The absolute "nothingness" did not last long.

Or rather, there is no "nothingness" of the concept of time at all, and there is no process at all.

Just like vacuum fluctuations, from this conceptual nothingness, a new, vast multiverse emerges once again, like ripples from creation!

(End of this chapter)