Having traversed countless realms, can you possibly be as clever as me?

At this moment, he could enter into everything in Dongjiang's past and present, and in fact, he did just that.

The moment Tsurugi descended, he descended as well, arriving at the very beginning of Tsurugi's entry into this world line.

But unexpectedly, Tsurugi also retained her memories.

"You can't change my past." Hovering above the Seventh Fleet, Tsugumi looked down at the reset world beneath her feet and tilted her head at Dr. Manhattan before her.

"Because of a certain panel and a certain ability, my existence has been fixed at this moment. Although I am not as good as you, if I want to, there are many, many things I can become."

What would happen if the power of the Crimson Lord were used on Dr. Manhattan?

In reality, this is unlikely to achieve the desired result, since Dr. Manhattan is actually an absolutely neutral character in the 'plot', neither a hero nor a villain.

Even though he was the mastermind behind the N52 universe, responsible for many tragedies and plot developments, his role in the story remains that of a purely neutral tool.

Even the fact that his counterpart was later used as a Gundam by the Laughing Bat to create the Black Knight further illustrates his purely tool-like role.

Moreover—it's hard to say whether Tsugumi could control the power of the Crimson King against such an extraordinary being.

“Fighting you is pointless,” Dr. Manhattan said softly.

"Whether I kill you or you kill me, it's just turning different pages in a book. The only thing I'm curious about is you."

"Where do you come from, and what do you intend to achieve?"

Looking at Dr. Manhattan like this, Tsugumi rubbed her thumb and forefinger together.

The blatantly mercenary manner of seeking personal gain surprised Dr. Manhattan, but he quickly extended a wisp of blue light from his fingertip.

'Intervention of a special force has been detected!'

'You have acquired the inscription skill: 'Quantum Mastery'!'

The moment she detected this power, Tsugumi immediately activated the Sloth Authority, which she had not used since she obtained it.

In an instant, everything about Dr. Manhattan's power—past, future, and present—unfolded before him like an instruction manual, and he almost instantly understood how to use this power.

Then Tsurugi made a vomiting motion and revoked his authority with a look of disgust.

"Damn it, so this is what it feels like to wield this power... No wonder they call him a nihilist who's just giving up!"

Dr. Manhattan watched all this quietly, becoming interested in the authority that Tsugumi was using.

Tsugumi looked at the silent Dr. Manhattan and scratched her head.

Dealing with this guy is now incredibly troublesome. It's not a problem that can be solved by a fight. He has to get this blue guy's interest out of him!

But that's not easy. Superman can give him "insights" because he's Superman, but Tsugumi—the imposter—doesn't have that ability!

He is not the center of the DC Universe, nor is he the one who appears as a symbol of truth, goodness, beauty, and hope for the entire universe.

He has no ability to persuade Dr. Manhattan to abandon his persistent thirst for knowledge with his silent, verbal attacks.

Even if God is indeed protecting him, unless...

Wait, God?

Tsugumi suddenly showed a knowing expression, then grinned and switched to the Supreme Little Superman panel.

"Okay, I know you won't let me off the hook until you satisfy your own thirst for knowledge."

So—I'll take you to meet someone else you might be interested in.

Having said that, he reached out and unleashed a powerful, explosive punch, shattering the barrier in front of him and breaking through.

Dr. Manhattan did not hesitate and followed closely behind.

This time, Tsugumi, who used this power, felt countless prying eyes almost instantly!

But all these gazes were blocked by a holy light that descended upon him.

This made Tsurugi feel incredibly at ease—no matter what, Ryouya was still DC's biggest background figure, and Tsurugi, protected by him, didn't have to be afraid of those ghosts and spirits in the background!

He eventually arrived in an unremarkable Los Angeles.

It's daytime now, and the place they're staying at is a bar with its doors tightly shut; the bar's name is Light Bar.

The sudden arrival of Dr. Manhattan caused a great commotion, with countless passersby pointing and whispering about the blue-skinned, naked man, and curiously taking photos with their phones.

But Tsurugi pointed to the bar and said to Dr. Manhattan...

"There should be someone here who interests you."

Dr. Manhattan blinked and turned his gaze to the bar in front of him. Indeed, there was someone inside who he could never understand.

"Then I'll never see you again, you son of a bitch!" After dumping the trouble, Tsugumi ran off without another word.

A minute later, Lucifer, who had come out to enjoy his rare vacation and was now taking out the trash, saw the naked blue man in front of him...

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Tsurugi doesn't know whether, in the current setting, Dr. Manhattan or Lucifer is greater or stronger.

But as long as he was certain that opening a bar would bring this blue guy more enjoyment than he would, and would definitely ruin this lazy bum's life who wanted a vacation, that was all that mattered.

As for whether Lao Lu will cause him trouble because of this?

Haha, that's a matter for later anyway. We've already offended them, so what's one more time?

Tsurugi returned to the Watchers universe, and thanks to Dr. Manhattan, he had to rebuild his empire all over again.

But as a result, he accumulated even more of the 'sins' that Michael wanted him to commit.

After Dr. Manhattan left, nothing in this universe could stop him.

But this time, Tsurugi did not step forward to rule the world directly. Instead, he went into hiding and gradually replaced the ruling class of the world with his ruling machine.

As he predicted, the red kingdom, under the covert rule of the robots he had deployed, rapidly re-emerged in almost just six months.

There is no more corruption, no more bureaucracy. The entire system has begun to operate efficiently because of the machines. Resources are no longer wasted, but are allocated to the appropriate places to be allocated.

After their identities were revealed as scheduled, in the vote, 90 percent of the people chose to accept the rule of robots and rejected the idea of ​​returning to an era of being ruled by humans.

After all, given the choice between a good life now and a bad life in the past, most people will choose the one they feel comfortable with.

Since I'm going to be managed anyway, why not choose the one that makes me feel comfortable?

Clearly, faced with such a sudden internal explosion, the national leaders were initially stunned, then enraged, and subsequently attempted to mobilize the military—

Then, Tsurugi came out.

They suppressed all forces with unparalleled alien might and then naturally came to rule the world.

He offers a choice: keep the world in his bottle, or leave the bottle and go to the area he has designated for those who do not wish to be governed by him.

Between a perfect utopia and decades of hardship and freedom, the vast majority of people still voted with their feet.

They felt happier with the endless supply of bread than with empty freedom.

The world once again fell into Tsugumi's hands, and the 'sin' he desired was thus obtained.

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So Michael appeared before him, almost impatiently urging him to carry out the task.

"So what kind of world am I going to?" Tsugumi asked curiously, looking at Michael's troubled expression.

"What kind of world is it that even the Lord of Light finds it difficult to deal with?"

“That was a…” Michael agonized over his words, his expression twisting several times, before finally speaking tactfully.

"In short... it's not that we can't go to hell and heaven, which are very contrary to traditional concepts, but we are afraid that if we go there, we will also be 'assimilated' into an unbearable counterpart."

“But you are different. Even so, the safest way for you to enter that world is as a sinner.”

"So what exactly am I supposed to do there?"

"Just do what you want." Michael paused, then said quietly.

"In short, I hope you don't get high blood pressure from that place."

After saying that, Michael sent Tsugumi to that world with a wave of his hand—and the moment she arrived in that world, Tsugumi was cast into hell!

They entered the first level of that hell, the Ring of Pride, the Hell of Sinners!

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

P.S.: Officially entering the Hell Inn storyline! Because of previous research, there are more people who prefer to write more detailed stories, so I'll start by introducing the Pride Ring into the storyline, then simultaneously develop Hell and Heaven, and finally bring out the big one!

Trinity Kill Kill Kill: 510. [Hell Inn] The New Form of the Sinner Tsurugi

This wasn't the first time Tsurugi had been to hell; to him, hell was no different from his happy old home.

Even so, he was still full of curiosity and anticipation for this trip.

After all, what would a hell that even Michael finds troublesome be like?

This is something to look forward to!!!

Falling, endless falling

Upon entering this world, Tsurugi's first sensation was an endless fall.

Immediately afterwards, he felt a force envelop him, and Tsugumi, who had cut out a brand new human panel, did not resist the coverage of this force.

His consciousness faded into darkness, but he could still hear a woman's voice in the darkness.

"Ah, the sins of the soul are truly profound, but... why is it not complete darkness?"

"What form should I give you? A snake? A dragon? Or a goat and a scorpion?"

"It's decided, your soul will be used..."

Cold, shivering

Tsugumi hadn't felt this weak state in a long time. As Michael said, he, who entered this world as a sinner, was not allowed to use any of the powers of Heaven or Hell, but apart from that... there wasn't much of a problem.

He slowly opened his eyes and saw a huge pentagram stretching across the sky, covering the entire area, and even further away, a large object that looked like a crystal glass ball.

"Well... at least I'm sure I'm in hell, and not some weird place."

Tsurugi muttered to himself, then stood up. He was on a street with a manhole cover next to him and various shops and brightly lit billboards on the side.

"...I am in hell, right?"