Simulate the universe, starting with speedrunning Greek.

What is the survival rate? One in a million? One in ten million? One in a billion? One in a trillion? One in a trillion? One in a trillion? One in a trillion? One in a trillion? Even the sands of the Ganges, one in a trillion?

Even if you use the phrase "infinitely close to 0, yet not equal to 0" to deceive yourself, it is still despairing.

If those two people were to die, Dr. Roman would never be able to forgive himself, no matter what.

I cannot forgive myself for not standing up immediately.

In this world, which is like a music box turning and a vast expanse of white, it is as if time has stood still.

All of them—the heroic spirits—raised their heads to look at the aurora on the horizon. They were not afraid, but they all unconsciously gripped their weapons tightly.

That was a substance with light and heat that even planets couldn't withstand, but they believed in that king!

After all, such an attack that burns everything, shatters the surface, and destroys planets is still within the realm of physical laws.

Just like Mashu's shield, which can protect anything as long as her belief remains, and her pure and innocent heart.

The Demon King's will—is the absolute law under this sky!

Fujimaru Ritsuka didn't understand why those Heroic Spirits could trust this 'King' so much, but in the moment of crisis, although she was nervous, she did not show any fear. Although she felt the instinctive trembling and fear in her body, she took a firm step forward—well—from the bottom of her heart, she moved slightly closer to the 'King'.

What surprised Fujimaru Ritsuka was that in her mental world, where time seemed to have slowed down, it wasn't that time was flowing slowly outside, but rather that her inner mind was trapped in bullet time due to extreme tension...

Because of this sensitivity, she saw it—Ye Na's figure, which was like a pillar of strength, seemed to have shifted slightly by half a body, shielding her behind him.

Did I misread "——！！！！！！"?

No, you're absolutely not mistaken!

At this very moment, Fujimaru Ritsuka's intuitive radar almost broke through the sky!

Ohh ...

Help! How can this man, my king, be so kind?!

Heaven knows that when faced with the bombardment of hundreds of millions of light bands from Goetia, the little Master's heart, which was completely insecure, was moved by the sight of that great and broad figure taking a slight step for someone as insignificant as himself, even if it was just turning half his body to the side. The kingly figure that subconsciously protected him was so tall and imposing.

In that instant, even Gudako, who had never been in a relationship, felt like she was about to fall in love. Time itself seemed to respond to her thoughts, extending infinitely to preserve this reassuring, reliable, and beautiful scene that made her want to fall in love for an even longer period of time.

Until, Mash's slightly panicked voice rang out from the Master's mind through the Master-Servant connection: "Senpai?! Can you hear me? Time around us seems to have... frozen?!"

Fujimaru Ritsuka exclaimed, "Huh?!?!"

Time really stopped? So it wasn't just some infatuated fantasy I was caught up in? Ahem—!

Gudako, who usually maintained a serious demeanor, suddenly showed a hint of surprise on her tense and solemn face.

what happened?

The magnificent, seemingly vast but actually very fast-moving torrent of light on the horizon, which should have been fleeting, was now stretched out infinitely, like an old man taking a stroll, and lingered there for a long time.

Suddenly, Ye's hair color began to turn sacred and silvery-white. At the same time, the golden radiance in the entire space dissipated, and a white world that was more sacred and absolutely pure than the previous domineering one began to appear.

Then—everyone was momentarily dazed and entered a state of spiritual vision.

Just as one is about to witness a greatness that cannot be looked at directly, even under its radiant light, even under its deliberate protection, one cannot help but be captivated by the faint glimmer of light emanating from it.

At this moment, the spirits of the night swelled once more, and the second law superimposed and began to flow out—the spirit origin began to infinitely approach the massive single-universe-level body outside the world.

'First and foremost, it is evil—originally the ultimate, absolute evil. It is the father of all evil, the mortal enemy of all good gods and goodness, yet simultaneously the pinnacle of goodness itself, the infinitely contradictory [final trial itself].'

'Compared to the initial world, if humanity cannot overcome this tribulation, it will enter the second world ruled by this king after his birth, where it will search for a slim, but not absolutely zero, final glimmer of hope amidst endless, ultimate malice.'

'The world on the second day—like a rotten fruit, releasing a sweet stench of decay—was a burning place, both hell and a captivating paradise. It was a world full of vitality and unrestrained smiles, shameless and without regret, yet devoid of sighs.'

'Might makes right. In such an era, the powerful are naturally delighted, and being killed by the even stronger is commonplace, without any resentment. It's a world of delusion, where those deeply poisoned by this delusion will wreak havoc and create a great commotion.'

however--

This purple hue, representing absolute evil and the dark abyss, was like a fleeting, tempting whisper from the depths of hell, followed by even more pure white light that was about to appear.

'Just like one of the futures foreseen by the shameless king—this is perhaps what humanity is all about. Perhaps that's why… The king was born from the sins of humanity [war], abandoning his title of hero. If (humanity) cannot cross the end of sin [desire], then a completely new concept will naturally be born.'

Bearing the fruits of human wisdom and technological advancement that have brought us to this day, we are destined to challenge the limits of evil and bring new life to the world.

At this moment, it was as if the Spirit Origin had been reversed!

Servant characters like Artoria Pendragon (Black Lancer) and Artoria Pendragon (Black Saber) are all too familiar with this kind of extreme transformation.

However—unlike their transformation from good to evil, while falling into depravity is a very simple thing, the idea of ​​completely reversing evil into ultimate justice is simply a pipe dream!

However--!

That man once again demonstrated to them the absolute irrationality of his existence! His very existence was the greatest anomaly in the world!

Chapter 122 The Third Day: The world is corrupt, so I should be the one sitting here now!

"To purify sins, I live for this—" At this moment, the night simulates the ultimate pure white sky.

The complexity of his personality allows him to easily swoop from one extreme to the other.

After all—he is an evil god, no doubt about it! At the same time, he is also the ruler of the Norse world, the supreme creator god of the human world, and the strongest savior of Greece!

"However, I don't know when it started, but the world has become corrupt again—!" The king's voice began to turn indifferent, absolute in its rationality and majesty.

Just being looked down upon by those two radiant, divine eyes would be enough to make any evil-minded being scream in madness and wail in agony, like a demon facing the sun.

That was absolute justice, but a merciless divine power!

That's right—absolute judgment of evil, absolute prejudice, is absolute justice.

If all voices of evil are eradicated, then injustice will become the only justice, and all voices that go against this will will eventually become one.

Until people hailed him as the only God.

"Then—let's sweep away all the filth in this world."

The man's voice was calm, but people seemed to hear the king's will and his boundless rage in it.

Just like when he was evil, he was shameless and determined to annihilate all evil and use evil to control great evil.

Now he has become the pinnacle of good, and has vowed to destroy evil, which is called evil.

Since humanity is incapable, he himself raises the banner of eliminating his past 'evil,' takes over the new banner of protecting humanity from the incompetent human reason, and personally leads humanity forward.

What he desires is not annihilation or destruction, but to find a way to lead humanity to transcendence, which is why there should be a 'third day'!

And so—the guy who most resembled 'God' appeared.

Joan of Arc: '...!!!!'

The one and only Lord, the one and only God, the creator god who descended in the third era in an absolutely omnipotent manner, protecting mankind.

In that instant, Joan of Arc seemed to feel a familiar sensation and a familiar grandeur emanating from the night.

Her heart trembled: 'Lord?!'

Even in this stagnant world, such a shockingly rebellious idea made this country girl tremble with fear and suffer immense inner torment. She hurriedly tried to close her eyes and repent for her audacious thought.

This is blasphemy against God!

The Lord is omnipresent, and it is not impossible that the King is indeed the incarnation of the Lord, but she should not think about such things, much less have any doubts or suspicions. Just to think about whether the Night is the God she believes in and has dedicated her whole heart and soul to serving is already a transgression.

But in this time and space, Joan of Arc couldn't even close her eyes. She was so embarrassed that her face turned bright red, as if she was about to urinate. Shame, trepidation, and unease were mixed with a faint glimmer of anticipation. She continued to wait.

After all, as the holy maiden of the Lord's reverence, how could she not have any desire to see the Lord's true face?

The surrounding golden light transformed into endless white and blue, like boundless space and infinite pure white.

'The son of a frog is still a frog.' This striking similarity evokes a sense of cause and effect between the past and the present. Born from the past, he is essentially a new god. But no matter how the outward appearance changes, the inner essence and soul that loves humanity remains constant.'

'God is the parent of all things. A new God born from an evil world should also be a new heaven. Since everything in the universe is part of God, nature—the new heaven, the new opportunity and possibility—should also be part of the past evil.'

In a sense, he himself was the one most deeply influenced by the legacy of his predecessors. But—to create a new world, he rejected it!

Here we deny—deny the original 'self'!

【Foolish evil god! Your laws are wrong; this corrupt world must be corrected, and your errors rectified.】

On the third day, the original sin we are born with is pride.

He is both a god and the sin of pride, and this duality fits the characteristics of a certain dove god.

[I am the only one worthy of respect in heaven and on earth. I am absolutely good and absolutely righteous.]

When doing evil, it is absolutely evil; when doing good, it is absolutely good.

It seems to reflect that neither God in heaven nor Satan in hell are anything more than his power, some legends of one of his incarnations.

After all, everything in the world should be an incarnation of God, including evil, which is the opposite of good.

When the spirits sensed this place, not only Joan of Arc, the sensitive biblical saint, but also the other heroic spirits began to look at the night with a strange expression.

No way—bro, you're starting to look more and more like that guy?! How many aliases do you have?! Hiss~!

In the incomparably sacred absolute space-time—the vision continues.

He would do anything to prove himself. Without shame. Without regret. The word "apology" doesn't exist in his dictionary. For his very existence is justice; he is a man who absolutely believes in his own laws—the only god among gods in this world. His arrogance transcends madness, reaching the pinnacle of divine power, utterly shameless and without remorse.

At this moment, the figure, whose entire body was draped in a sacred robe dyed white by the powerful will of the laws, and whose divine majesty and vastness were like the world itself under the silvery-white radiance, slowly spoke. Even though his physical strength was not insufficient, his status was still there, and his mystery was still displayed to its peak, causing everyone to bow down.

"It is God's duty to create life (souls) that are free from original sin, impurity, and as pure as snow. Although this is what God should do, there is no problem with it. The beings in heaven are already defiled, so—on the throne of God, the person now should be me."

Upon uttering these words, the next moment—as if the evil side of oneself had been severed, the light of purification shattered everything. This was both rebirth and contained within the mutual killing of evil, conforming to the primordial law, a permitted war.

The will of the past manifested, understanding the birth of this present scene with the same self-evident wisdom: 'Do you wish to correct this filthy world? Are you unable to forgive the deeply sinful people? Do you wish to purify all evil, to guide and yearn for a world of good?'

The evil side of his past smiled and questioned him: 'When you eliminate filth, you will be stained with dirty blood. When you create a pure white world, you yourself will become the ultimate stain. This is the chain of sin and punishment. What will you do?'

Evil has been waiting for a long time, because if it is born on the second day, it foreshadows that it will surely be born on the third day as well.

Because neither 'he' nor 'him' would accept a future where humanity ends here, a future of failure.

Harboring the same ideals and wanting to create a different world, that's why he can do it, and that's why only he can create 'paradise'.

...So he will coordinate everything, and through mechanical intervention, he will forge a new, colossal throne that will control everything and govern the operation of all things—without waiting for his response to 'himself's' question.

At that moment, on the other side, the instant that Absolute Good appeared, Goetia was like an insect targeted by its natural enemy, its entire body plunged into an icy chill capable of freezing the universe.

Chapter 123 Annihilating the Individual, Annihilating the Self: A World Where One is the Whole, and the Whole is One Salt

“Then I will destroy you using your own methods.” This is how “good” spoke to the past and to “evil.”

'You won't call me despicable, will you, Father?' At this moment, it's as if the trinity is at war, with the will of the present clashing with that of the past.

Past, present, and future—it's all him!

If the ultimate evil, without shame or guilt, is the ultimate martial art, the pinnacle (sum) that all heroes and warriors cannot surpass, then—he must become the ultimate wisdom, and the positions of warrior and scholar are different.