Start in Terra, immortal

In the desolate universe, time seems to have lost its meaning.

Suddenly, array patterns appeared on the previously deserted frozen planet. In a flash, a tall figure appeared on the ice surface. The gorgeous and intricate magic-patterned robe and mysterious staff indicated the person's identity. The waist-length silver hair was partially tied up, revealing only two pointed ears like silver birch leaves. The right cheek was covered by a magic-patterned mask, and under the deep and sharp left eye was a clearly visible deep blue tear stain that looked like a solidified tear.

"There's the scent of 'Water of Life' here," the mysterious magician suddenly spoke, his melodious yet icy voice echoing across the empty ice.

Then, she raised her staff in front of her, and magical energy emanated from her body, gradually covering a large area of ​​the ice surface.

After repeatedly casting spells in different locations, the mage rose into the air and flew swiftly into the distance.

"Half ice, half water... found it." Hovering above a spot on the water's surface, the mage cast another spell. The water began to churn, and a beam of light slowly rose from beneath the surface, landing in the mage's hand. Just as he was about to cast a spell to leave, the mage frowned, raised his staff once more,

"Is this... the unfinished one?" After a moment's thought, the mage teleported away with the body he had pulled from the water.

Warmth was Rosso's first impression during this period; everything was filled with relaxation and joy. The bad thing was that the same nightmare kept recurring, accompanied by seduction and whispers.

"Mmm~ Ah~ I slept so well!" Rosso stretched, putting his hands behind his head, and then began to look around at his surroundings. As soon as he turned his head, he noticed a figure standing next to him.

"Hayd?" Rosso blurted out, looking at the somewhat familiar face in front of him.

Hilder frowned, gripping her staff tighter. "Are these memories left behind by this body? Besides, Hyid no longer exists. I am Hilder. May I ask your name?"

Rosso paid no heed to Herder's vigilance, simply getting out of bed and hopping and skipping around.

"What a vibrant body!" He stopped moving and turned to look at Hilder. "You can call me Rosso, or you can call me the artificial god. I don't care about either name, Hilder."

The words "artificial god" seemed to have triggered some unpleasant memories for her, and Hilder's expression grew increasingly cold. "Although you know your origins, you don't understand the power within you..."

"That's none of your concern. I saw that being back in Terra, and the fact that I'm standing here speaks for itself, doesn't it?" Rosso interrupted Hilder's warning directly. "No one knows the source of my power better than I do."

"I am not Yanemer, Napole, or anyone else, and this body is no longer your creation. You don't need to act like a preacher."

Rosso stretched out his palm, and the energy gathered in his palm disturbed the surrounding space. The extreme pressure forced Hilder to mobilize her own magic to resist.

"Besides, even if I wanted to do something, it seems like you couldn't stop me?"

Dispersing the energy in his hand, Rosso stared at Hilder's staff.

"Rest assured, I mean no harm. I'm only doing this so that we can have an equal exchange in the future. After all, the information recorded on this body indicates that the being needs me to do something, and I hope you can cooperate, Lord Herder."

After regaining her footing, Hilder remained silent for a moment, then put away her staff.

"How does Lord Rosso require my cooperation?"

Rosso smiled. "Simple, just teach me magic."

Herder paused for a moment, then replied, "In that case, I am at your service at any time."

"Let's set it for tomorrow. I need to get used to my new body first." With that, Rosso disappeared from the room, leaving Hilder behind with a serious expression.

The Demon Realm, Brooklyn, Moller Valley.

A wormhole appeared out of nowhere and disappeared in an instant. Rosso stood in mid-air, scanning the ruins that could be seen everywhere. From their architectural style, one could still vaguely see the shadows of a bustling city.

"Has it corroded to this extent? Looks like I slept for a while." Rosso couldn't help but sigh as he looked at the erosion marks on the ruins.

Looking up, all I could see was darkness; not a single star was in sight.

"I can sense that this isn't the real universe; it's like there's a membrane separating us?" Feeling the slight resistance in my hand, I sensed the flow of dimensional light.

"Is this moving between dimensions? To be able to drag an entire continent between dimensions, Hilder is quite something."

Rosso stood still, releasing the energy within his body, spreading from Brooklyn, through the Earth Rail Center and Central Park, gradually reaching the entire continent. The entire continent seemed to emit desperate cries, with despair and pain permeating the space on both material and spiritual levels. Most of the surviving creatures on the continent became neither fully human nor inhuman, and some even completely lost their human form.

"It's both lucky and unlucky. But there's still hope." Rosso withdrew the energy back into his body and scanned his entire body, but he couldn't feel a single trace of energy.

"Hmm? That feeling of being in my element is gone." After replenishing his energy and waiting for that feeling to return, Rosso withdrew the energy again and carefully felt the flow of energy.

The energy throughout the body converges at a single point in an instant, then vanishes without a trace. When the thought of activating energy arises again, the energy once more spreads from that point throughout the entire body.

"Energy can be stored in this singularity. What's inside?" Rosso wondered. Just as he was about to ask about the inside, he found himself surrounded by an endless sea—the Sea of ​​Spirit.

After stretching his body on the sea surface and experiencing the same sensations as the outside world, Rosso had a general understanding of the situation.

"This sea area must be the reason I traveled here." Looking at the huge whirlpool that stretched from the sea surface to the abyss, Rosso's consciousness returned to his body, which had been stunned in the sky above the Demon Realm, and he seemed to be deep in thought.

"If it's a consciousness transmigration, why can't I feel my physical body in the real world? Or is it that time synchronization has caused my physical body in the real world to disappear?" While wondering, the signal from his new body shocked Rosso.

"This body is disintegrating?" Watching the new body gradually glow and then turn into dense points of light that rapidly converge at a single point, Rosso's consciousness returned to the Sea of ​​Spirit.

The points of light that emerged from the underwater whirlpool gradually adhered to various parts of Rosso's body on the sea surface.

"The body outside has been energized? And after being energized, it can still hide in this mysterious space. What's the difference between this and immortality? Can this still be human?" Adhering to the life philosophy of thinking about things later if he couldn't figure them out, Rosso quickly stopped worrying about whether it was human or not, and instead focused on the development of the new body and this mysterious spiritual sea.

On this day, strange noises began to emanate from the skies above the Demon Realm.

In the Mole Valley, Herder stood on a high platform, facing the direction from which the commotion came. His expression was solemn, and the knuckles of his hand gripping his staff were prominent, with clearly defined veins.

"We must never allow the tragedy of Terra to repeat itself."