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

"Isn't a sweet dream good? This is the dream you want most," Tsugumi patiently persuaded, pointing at...

"Look at the nightmares of those damned people, you should feel happy."

Following Tsurugi's finger, what Lenoa saw was Azrael's hell.

As the leader of the Blue Universe and the world's number one villain, what he received was naturally worthy of his hellish dream.

In that hell, he betrayed countless times, his experiences trampled upon by the scornful adjusters, his entire cycle of reincarnation stolen. Sometimes he was a worker, sometimes an office worker, sometimes a teacher...

Without exception, in every dream he plays the role of an incurable radical anti-Coordinator, and in every dream he is destined to return empty-handed, having everything taken away and trampled by the Coordinators, ending up penniless on the streets, or worse.

"Actually, I originally wanted to just build a torture chamber and throw people in there, but since I have plenty of time, I decided to customize a special hell for them to see how it goes. After all, time... is endless."

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Tsurugi's voice was calm, but Renoia couldn't bear it. Her face turned deathly pale, and she hissed as she suppressed a wave of nausea.

"No, let me go back, Messiah, I don't want to dream anymore!"

"No." Tsugumi refused coldly, even impatiently.

“I cannot allow any of you to walk on an empty Earth. I promised to hand over a perfect Garden of Eden to you. How can I allow anyone who goes down there to gain a first-mover advantage?”

"You have no freedom whatsoever, so stay here and indulge in your perfect dream!"

With that, he waved his hand, and Rennoa's eyes went blank before she returned to her dream.

Tsurugi passed through Lenoria and went to the next person who woke up—a task he had done countless times.

The Human Instrumentality Project is not, in the end, an infinite Tsukuyomi. That perfect dream is only possible if the individual's mind is not yet complete—if one completes their own mind, then they will have to return to reality like Shinji Ikari.

But just as Tsurugi said, he would not allow such a thing to happen. Not to mention that the world has not yet been fully reshaped, even if it were, how could he allow someone to enter here first and gain a first-mover advantage?

—At least until the people who are taking them away arrive, Tsuruga will not allow them to become veterans of Earth!

Tsurugi knew that her 'good intentions' were destined to be misunderstood, and would only be met with hostility and curses, so Tsurugi was actually a little numb.

This is a thankless and thankless task, a bunch of ungrateful bastards! I'll just turn around and build a war hell dream according to the 'reality' you want, and throw you all into it first!

Dongjiang grumbled and cursed, but he kept working non-stop.

To be honest, Tsugumi doubted that her method of saving the world was likely to be approved by Master Daiya, since he firmly believed that humanity should strive for self-improvement, but with her adoptive father Laoya...

Yes, it should be acceptable, after all, He did it! (referring to the Great Flood)

While Dongjiang was working so hard in the fields—

And soon, as expected, an uninvited guest arrived.

After seven months, Earth, which had been reduced to hell by the devastating impact of the Black Moon, has been completely transformed.

A shuttle slowly descended, and the messengers, dressed in heavy clothing that could somewhat counteract their anti-AT stance, stepped out of the shuttle. They looked at the pure, immaculate, yet lifeless Earth, and were both shocked and dazed.

Is this the pure Garden of Eden, untouched by human pollution?

Sensing their arrival, Asuka also awoke from the single-player dream that Tsugumi had given her, and the enormous giant of light cast its gaze upon them.

"Relax, Asuka. They're here to talk to me. Go back to your erotic dreams."

Tsugumi, who had returned from the anti-universe, stopped Asuka's actions and coaxed her back to continue dreaming.

"Pervert, shut up!" Asuka, her pretty face flushed red, glared at Tsugumi, then stood guard nearby, watching warily, seemingly lost in a dream.

"Wearing such thick clothes, I hardly recognized you."

The slowly drifting Tsurugi looked at the group of people in front of her and smiled slightly.

"Did you come for the answers, or for a beautiful utopia?"

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999

718. A Boring Saviorate and a Dark History

When the Coordinators came seeking answers, Tsugumi stopped telling her riddle.

He led them directly into a perfect dream, and then they met the person they had been longing for.

Patrick, Athrun, and Renoir are reunited, Lux is sent to see her deceased mother, and Siegel is there as well.

Kira, who was full of hostility towards herself, also met her adoptive parents, biological parents, and Cagalli—but, well, things probably weren't so good on her side.

After all, his biological father, Dr. Hibiki, was a complete scumbag. In Tsurugi's dream, he experienced not beauty, but a purgatory of condemnation and torment.

As for the rest of the people, they can simply enjoy the perfect life.

"Why don't you go in and try?" Tsurugi asked, tilting her head as she looked at the only person who hadn't chosen to enter the dream, at the blind priest before her whose archetype seemed to combine elements of many revolutionaries and great mentors.

"...Are you Jesus?" After a long silence, Professor Marchio finally asked the question that had been both the most anxious and the most anticipated.

"Do you think I am?" Tsugumi asked with interest.

“…Perhaps this is somewhat offensive, but it doesn’t seem like it,” Marchio said softly. “At least it doesn’t seem like the Son of God I’ve read in the Bible.”

"I am indeed a holy son, but I am also not him," Tsurugi said with a smile.

"So, once you know that God, Heaven, and Hell really exist, what different thoughts do you have?"

"Philosophy no longer exists," Marchio laughed nonchalantly.

"As long as gods exist and God is not dead, the philosophy that humanity has developed to this point is indeed a joke. But that doesn't matter, we will adapt and create new philosophies and principles in the new world you create, within the new rules."

"That's right! That's the attitude we should have!" Tsurugi clapped and smiled at him, feeling unusually pleased.

Therefore, what he hates most are those old conservatives who, at the mere sight of change and transformation, act as if their tails have been stepped on and refuse to accept it no matter what. They are hard to call reformists.

The most important thing a qualified revolutionary should do is adapt to change—it should always be people adapting to the environment, not the other way around.

In high spirits, Tsugumi reached out and gently stroked Marchio's eyes. His eyelids fluttered slightly, and he slowly opened them, looking at the world he had been away from for more than a decade.

"...You are much younger than I imagined." He said sincerely, tears streaming down his face as he looked at the 'savior' before him.

"It's just the age of this physical body," Tsugumi shrugged.

Seeing that it was almost time, Tsurugi entered the anti-universe.

In this shimmering, beautiful dreamscape, separated one by one by the Tsurugi River, a part of the area is as grotesque and painful as hell, an unforgivable abyss for sinners.

There's also a small area that Dongjiang specifically designated for experiments. For example, Gilbert is currently conducting his so-called "Destiny Project" experiment in one of those areas.

Tsuruga found the dreams of those who had gone in, and then pulled the others out of the anti-universe one by one.

Without a doubt, upon waking, they were all in a state of frenzy and unease, yearning for Tsurugi to take them back, yet feeling that this was not right.

—But Tsurugi didn't want to waste any more words. She directly used the LCL solution to sculpt the bodies of those who had been completed and refused to stay here, downloaded their souls, and stuffed them in.

Furthermore, the included LCL manufacturing technology is sufficient to solve the problem of genetic diversity among Coordinators!

"If you're not willing to accept my Garden of Eden, then get out," Tsurugi said rudely, waving her hand.

"Leave my Earth! Go to the moon, go to Plants, go to Mars or Jupiter, it doesn't matter! Once you've chosen this path, don't even think about turning back!"

Even Patrick, who was at odds with Tsurugizuki, felt a sudden pang of self-reproach.

They found their hostility toward Tsurugi both laughable and pathetic, as Tsurugi had never hated or disliked them; on the contrary, she had repeatedly tolerated them and given them so many choices and opportunities.

As for questioning what qualifications Dongjiang has to decide the future of the Earth and humanity?

Without Kira, the young man, speaking, these old foxes wouldn't utter such foolish and idealistic nonsense—after all, they themselves are part of the 'determining of humanity's future'.

"You always ask for a chance for humanity, even though human history has been a constant failure to give that chance. But I will still give you this choice: go back, but you are not allowed to set foot on Earth for the next hundred years."

Tsurugi looked at them and said calmly.

"The new generation of humans will live in my jar for a hundred years, and then they will be free, carrying the gifts I have given them."

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"If you are so confident in your own superiority, then wait a hundred years and see the results. But if your lessons, your stories, cannot be passed down, and you choose war again—the second time, it will not be so mild."

Dongjiang finally pronounced his own verdict, and at that moment, he completely severed ties with these mortals.

I'm fucking fed up with you all. Get out of here, all of you! Stop doing stupid, pointless things. I've saved the world, and if you don't want to follow me, then get the hell out of here!

Perhaps understanding this, Aslan and the others glanced wistfully at Tsurugi before embarking on their journey home.

"Why are you still here?" Tsugumi looked at Lux in front of her and raised an eyebrow.

"Because I want to stay, I want to share the same dream with you, Messiah, I... want to prove that I can still be your... partner!"

Lux's long pink hair cascaded down her back, her pure and beautiful face facing Tsugumi directly, only her violet eyes staring intently at him.

"--snort."

Asuka, standing nearby, scoffed unhappily. She had no opinion of this pink-haired young lady. However, Tsugumi gave an answer that Asuka hadn't expected at all.

"If you'd like, you can."

Tsurugi gently placed her hand on Lux's head and murmured softly.

"Hey, hey, why should I? I want it too!"

Asuka jumped straight out of her EVA and rushed in front of Tsugumi, shouting defiantly.

"It's just a confession, right? I want to confess too! I love you!!!"

Lux and Asuka locked eyes, instantly understanding each other's feelings, and an invisible spark ignited in the air.

But Tsurugi felt nothing at all – he was probably sick, and quite seriously so.

"If you like dreaming so much, then go ahead and dream."

Dongzhi waved his hand and sent them both into a negative universe, then sent himself in as well.

They enjoy romantic comedy scenarios, and Tsugumi doesn't mind playing along to fulfill their dreams. But for Tsugumi, he will never give them the 'true feelings' they crave.

It's not that Tsugumi is a jerk, it's just that—he still doesn't feel anything.

At this moment, he has completed 99% of his mission to save the world; all that remains is the final wait.

But his intuition told him that something unexpected was bound to happen in that last one percent.

......

Time flies like water.

Soon, more than five years had passed since the destruction of humanity, and in those five years, the Earth had been completely purified and transformed by the Dongjiang River.