Simulate the universe, starting with speedrunning Greek.

However—he could indeed easily sense something; the name of those monsters was—Rahm.

Their very existence is like the malice of the new era against the old; at the core of every life's birth is a weeping soul.

A variety of oppressive negative emotions surge within, each one different. Despite their seemingly identical appearances, Rentaro Satomi can actually distinguish their differences.

If we were to say what the only thing they have in common besides their appearance...

That was the expression of extreme pain revealed in the center of each core, like a distorted face.

They were of different races and ages, but all emanated a dark, filthy, and tainted black light, as if they were people cursed by God and condemned to hell, forcibly imprisoned in the body of that monster, providing more energy for the body's activities... as if it were a punishment!

Sobbing, lamenting, painful cries, greedy gasps, the cravings of an uncontrollable desire, the dying pleas!

These voices, carried by the wind, traveled through his heart, constantly resonating with Rentaro Satomi... making him involuntarily recall the scene he saw before his death!

He was called by the mocking name Rentaro Tendo, his heart was slashed by the cold and ruthless red eyes of his childhood friend whom he once loved, and his body was slashed by her blade!

Unwilling—!! Unwilling—!! So unwilling—!!!

He actually knew, but he was unwilling to admit that he also had selfish motives. He needed a stable Tokyo to provide him with a way to climb the social ladder, or even the connections with the Tendo family, so that a young man like him without any backing could reach the center of power sooner.

Once he reaches that location, he can access the most confidential documents and find the answer to his origin story.

Therefore, Rentaro Satomi's goodness is limited, a purposeful and biased kind of goodness. Sometimes, this selfish goodness even harms those around him, making it more invisible, more deadly, and more repulsive than visible evil! Meanwhile, on the other side, Marshal Gillespie, who was preparing to summon the Great Sea Demon, witnessed a rather comical and interesting scene.

In this artistically stunning scene, amidst the endless, insect-like hordes of Lahem's embryos descending from the Pacific Ocean...

There's a guy who's incredibly cool and eccentric!!

It struggled desperately, its posture as if it were a human being, fearing, trembling with dread, and angrily waving its uncoordinated limbs, mimicking human movements as it raced toward the earth!

"Oh my god! This is so cool. I'm almost moved to tears." Gilles de Rais's gaze drifted to the end of the path he had swum in, as if he could see the terrified faces of some survivors who had slipped through the net.

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Chapter 147 Hehe, why are you afraid of me? We're all human.

"What a coincidence! No, no, no... This is not a coincidence, but an arrangement of fate. So that's how it is. It was the final act of their drama, arranged by the great and merciful God!" At this time, in the United States, which he had completely occupied, with few survivors to begin with, a group of people just happened to escape to this most dangerous place!

Then—I witnessed a terrifying monster so excited it was practically drooling (a determined gaze—I'm sure it was actually teeth).

'Those were bodies dancing in a desperate attempt to save humanity... but humans would definitely hate such a body.'

BOOM!!

finally--

Rentaro Satomi climbed ashore, panting heavily... and at the same time, he saw a figure!!

Yes—the human form.

'Great! I really want to eat them, I really want to devour them, I really want to toy with humans!'

They were completely unaware of the differences in their own thinking.

Rentaro Satomi excitedly approached the survivors: "Everyone... has anyone seen His Highness the Holy Emperor...? Which area are we in? I have... important information... that I must report immediately!"

"Ah!!" The only response to Rentaro Satomi was the scream of a blonde female survivor who was nearly driven mad with fear.

Upon hearing this voice, Rentaro Satomi couldn't help but chuckle.

"So annoying—so annoying, but—it's also quite funny, this desperate cry!!"

Rentaro Satomi couldn't understand why these people looked at him as if they had seen a ghost, just like when he first crawled out and saw those Rahms.

But he's clearly human!

We're all human beings, why should we be afraid?!

"Monster—!!! Get away from my wife!" A blond man quickly grabbed the woman and unleashed a torrent of vile and offensive language at Rentaro Satomi, as if trying to scare him away.

The others around them didn't join in, but they also looked at this side with fear and shock, as if they were really looking at a monster.

Some quiet murmurs arose from the crowd.

Did you hear that?

"I heard that! Just now—that guy spoke like a human being, didn't he?!"

"Oh, how scary!! How disgusting!! Ugh!"

"Twisted limbs, disgusting deep purple skin... What... what is this?!"

"Is humanity finally doomed? We shouldn't have come to the beach, we shouldn't have come to the beach... This place is even more hopeless than the direction of the forest!" Muttering, someone collapsed, holding their head in their hands, ready to give up the struggle.

When Rentaro Satomi saw the pairs of trembling, fearful eyes, he froze, and his mind finally cleared for a moment.

He was very familiar with those looks.

The same way people in Tokyo used to look at the cursed child.

And now it's even more obvious than before, even more so.

Because of fear and apprehension, they become cowardly and weak, resorting to bullying powerful monsters to mask their inner weakness and timidity. This morbid view of thinking is eradicated in Tokyo—no, it should be said that it eradicates the deep-seated flaws in the minds and bodies of people all over the world.

And now, in the eyes of these humans, Rentaro Satomi is undoubtedly a monster. Compared to the little lolis who are used to being submissive and look easy to bully and never fight back, Rentaro Satomi's appearance is more terrifying!

That's why—even though he had seen those gazes before, Rentaro Satomi now felt those gazes were more uncomfortable and sharp than ever before.

It gave him goosebumps!

Especially now, the one being stared at is no longer someone else, but herself.

Rentaro Satomi could no longer look at those gazes from an outsider's perspective. For the first time, he felt the terrifying and oppressive feeling of being exposed to those sharp eyes all day long, as if he were naked.

"You...look...no matter how scared you are—there's no need to be scared, I will help you...drive away those monsters..." With a forced smile on his face, using that voice that he still couldn't get used to and felt was eerie, Satomi Rentaro tried his best to treat these people gently, but he saw pairs of terrified eyes.

This made his heart sink to the bottom, as if something dark was churning and burning inside him.

?!

Why? He clearly came to help, yet he looked so fearful, as if his very existence was a great sin, a mistake, as if even breathing air was a transgression. His anger was burning fiercely.

Rentaro Satomi instinctively wanted to get closer to the nearest human, grab their body, and take a good look. He was human—! He was human too!!

Although it seems absurd that he swam from the Chaos Tide, he is a genuine human, not a monster, and certainly not a cursed child. These bastards!

However—because of Rentaro Satomi's actions.

Disgusting, distorted, and the human-like mockery and imitation of human behavior in the eyes of others.

It sends chills down your spine, gives you goosebumps even while you're laughing, and is so... terrifying!!

BOOM!!!

People tried to resist. When faced with fear and the unknown, they wanted to run away in terror, but they were forced to approach! Driven by the instinct for survival, their fists pounded on the monster's body, but they couldn't even leave a mark.

Yes, that's normal.

After all, a slightly stronger Rahm could withstand the Noble Phantasms of some ordinary Servants without getting hurt, thanks to his skin.

This level of attack doesn't even qualify as a tickle.

He was attacked—Realizing this, Rentaro Satomi was incredulous. For some reason, he couldn't suppress the anger in his mind, as if human rationality was about to evaporate completely.

However, at this moment—the sudden commotion behind him brought him back to his senses, startling him awake.

"Hehehehehehahaha... So happy, so much fun—humans, so much fun—are you playing human games with them? Hey............"

"Hehe, hehehehehe..." xN

Countless chattering, childlike, innocent voices rang out. Those most innocent and naive remarks, while devoid of malice, exuded a chilling and terrifying coldness that could freeze one to the bone.

BOOM BOOM BOOM!!

Countless Rahms were now emerging from the sea and landing on the shore, leaping up and soaring down—their landings creating several enormous, spiderweb-like fissures in the ground. Rentaro Satomi: "Run—!!!!"

He roared at the crowd, then gritted his teeth and turned to attack the Rahms who had already landed!

BOOM!!

BOOM BOOM!!

Instantly, several Rahms were pierced through and sent flying, letting out incredibly sharp screams of pain.

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Chapter 148 Rahm: We have a traitor among us!

"Why... why... attack...?" The injured Rahm could no longer laugh; instead, he uttered an incredulous, angry, and sharp question.

Rentaro Satomi was puzzled!

What are these monsters saying?!

As a human, isn't it perfectly normal for him to stop you monsters from landing on the shore?

What even puzzled him was that these monsters were the ones with the problem. They were completely unprepared, allowing him to launch a successful sneak attack!

"Kill you!! Kill you, you traitor!" the Rahms roared sharply and piercingly.

Those teeth, clenched and creaking, seemed like a child who had been betrayed and whose defenses had crumbled.

Distorted, ferocious, and filled with malice!!

In the ocean, countless Rahms were squeezing and surging towards this side.

"Kill you, kill you, kill you—!"

"You who protect the old humans, you are not a mother's child... not a mother's child!!" A series of sharp, chilling cries, like infrasound waves, relentlessly assaulted Rentaro Satomi's mind. Mother? Child?!

Rentaro Satomi was astonished!! Suddenly—as if triggered by some associative word, he saw—as if he saw a colossal, benevolent figure on a distant sea. The Creator Goddess—Tiamat…!!

Mom: "My beloved child called me over..."

"This is not my world. My children are not here..."

"But I will strive to fulfill the Son of Man's desires if he needs me."

Having been accepted and embraced by the night into her own 'world,' Tiamat was no longer alone.

As the only one who actively accepted herself and embraced her into the world, the Son of Man is special. As long as the Son of Man exists, she no longer needs to elaborate on the principle of return.

She even entered the other person's universe. This novel experience made her, who should have been a mother, feel like the other person's child, causing her to blush and her heart to race for no reason.