Unlimited Ambition

"If you die, I will naturally go with you."

Damn it, Remi...

You scumbag!

The weeping, wailing shrine maiden of the demons...

"I'm going to die, why don't you shed a tear?"

Yakumo Yukari's dying moments...

"To me, a master is a master."

"You, you, you, you..."

In the end, he couldn't bring himself to wield the Heaven-Slaying Sword.

Yuki... It's Yuki... So Yuki was also...

In an instant, my entire worldview crumbled… My previous rage wasn't because I felt played—no, from another perspective, I truly was played by Death itself. It had already begun the moment I participated in this Death Game…

Everything she and Bellica said was true.

She is my enemy, my benefactor, and my lover. She plays countless roles, effortlessly manipulating me with ease. Everything I experience—joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness—is nothing more than a farce orchestrated by her.

"Use your life to your fullest and give this cat some fun." After that, Death remained Death. He also said the same words he had spoken when we first met.

"Aaaaaaaahhhhhh!!!!"

After fully understanding the game of death, I completely broke down...

Final Chapter: Dialogue Between Gods, Part Two

The war, which had lasted for an unknown period of time, finally came to an end.

In the final moment, I finally grasped all the secrets of time. I ascended to become the true, unique God of Time in the multiverse, and on this basis, I defeated Death.

"I thought I was going to die." I laughed self-deprecatingly, then looked without any pity at the Grim Reaper lying in the void in front of me, his physical form completely dissipated, without any power, and even his last bit of consciousness about to vanish.

"Then let me see you off on your final journey..."

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BAD END3: A pathetic existence confined to a cage.

However, just as I raised my longsword to slash it down and extinguish the last bit of Death's consciousness, a sudden change occurred!

"What... what is this feeling?!"

In an instant, the hand holding the demonic sword was completely unaware—the divine weapon, forged through countless trials and tribulations and capable of slaying gods with a single strike, was utterly destroyed, leaving not even a trace of its former self.

"What on earth is going on?!" I cried out in alarm, feeling the space around me rapidly collapsing—no, I should say everything, all of spacetime, all of the overlapping multiverses, everything, even the girls I had placed in the subspace, all of them were rapidly turning into nothingness!

"What on earth is going on?!"

"Heh, heh heh..." Death, with only a sliver of consciousness remaining, chuckled gloatingly: "This is the destiny of gods... Once we reach our level, the multiverse can no longer bear such terrifying power. Unless we seal ourselves off, whatever we do, or do nothing at all, will cause the energy balance of the entire multiverse to become unbalanced, ultimately leading to destruction!"

"You're lying! Zi wasn't like this back then!" I shouted.

"She is the Goddess of Space, so naturally she has the means to control her own sealed space, and even move with her body without any restrictions! That's why I lured her here back then, wanting to force her to reveal her method! I didn't expect that she would be so stingy as to refuse to reveal it, so I beat her into pieces in a fit of anger!"

After saying these words, Death vanished amidst a burst of maniacal laughter.

"So that's how it is..."

I was momentarily stunned, and when I looked again, nearly half of the girls in my subspace had vanished without a trace.

Damn it!

I cursed under my breath, then reversed time, returning to the point before everything began, and transported the girls to another dimension. Afterwards, imitating Death's amusement park, I created a massive barrier around myself.

It's still a carousel, still a roller coaster, still a pirate ship, still that fantastical backdrop...

"What have I done?!" I screamed, covering my face.

I'm all alone in the world now...

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And so, many years later, when loneliness, emptiness, sadness, and madness all disappeared, what remained was an empty shell filled only with boredom and malice.

Since that's the case, then none of this matters anymore, right? I'm not even as good as Death, I don't even have the ability to create clones...

In other words, none of his promises to the other girls could be kept. Whether it was resurrection, a lifelong commitment, or a reunion, none of them could be fulfilled…

Such a life is almost meaningless, yet it continues, and it seems it will never stop—I've tried to commit suicide several times. It serves no purpose other than excruciating pain, inhumane treatment, and deforming myself into a grotesque state.

It's a failure, a complete failure. No, it's even worse than failure. Neither alive nor dead... I must live.

So, let's have some fun. And luckily, I already had a blueprint to use...

"Fine, use your worthless life to please me, let me have some fun!"

I said to the newly chosen few unlucky souls, "You are now participating in the game of the God of Time!"

TRUE END

I never expected it to be like this...

I slumped to the ground, not knowing how much time had passed—no, at times like this, time had no meaning. All I possessed was eternity—eternity, endless eternity. Eternity for one person alone. I possessed nothing but eternity.

At this moment, I understand Death's feelings a little better. If I were in her shoes, I might do the same thing—of course, that doesn't mean I would forgive her. On the contrary, this situation makes me hate that person even more. After all, she's the one who caused all of this.

But that guy is dead. He's gone to eternal sleep. He no longer needs to do anything. Yet I still have to endure endless torment in the prison I created for myself.

And so time continued on and on—after I had had enough of self-harm to escape boredom, I could no longer bear it and decided to, like the Grim Reaper, hold a “game” to entertain myself.

But here's the problem—I have absolutely no idea how Death ended up in her amusement park back then. So how am I supposed to get someone else into my amusement park?

Therefore, how to make contact with the outside world has become my most frequently studied topic recently.

Time continues to flow.

I don't know how much time has passed.

Finally, I sensed it—I sensed a familiar presence. It seemed to be constantly, relentlessly trying to enter my playground. Even though it was separated from me by countless dimensions, even though it was separated from my point in time by billions of years, it continued to try. I began to observe this presence closely, attempting to make contact with it. If I could bring it into my playground, that would be wonderful.

And so, finally, after who knows how much time, I established a connection with that being. I could feel its excitement. Perhaps it took this as a blessing from a deity? Or something else, something similar?

I have no idea, but I begin to imagine the regret and fear this being would feel upon learning of its fate. I am using this to amuse myself.

Still, I don't know how much time has passed.

I'm starting to think about giving up... It seems like God's playground is a place no ordinary person can reach. Besides, the distance between her and me is immeasurable. Perhaps all of this is in vain; perhaps that thing vanished completely before even reaching here.

So I started trading with other beings—having had experience before, my second attempt was quickly successful. I disguised myself as a benevolent and kind deity, then gave that being a little something extra, letting him thrive in his plane, unstoppable and shouting his defying-the-gods slogans with deafening force. Then, at the height of his power, I killed him with what seemed like the most ridiculous accident.

That guy who tried to defy the heavens ended up choking to death while drinking water.

"Hehe... Hahahahahaha..." I pounded the floor, laughing heartily. In fact, I hadn't laughed this freely in ages—my divinely created body had been decayed by endless time and space, and to pound the floor required reshaping a body—and of course, the floor itself. Fortunately, this was a piece of cake for me.

Perhaps I am the most powerful prisoner in this multiverse...

What a pathetic existence.

I sighed and lamented, yet I reveled in this cruel manipulation of others—this secret control over their destinies. It was far more covert and more amusing than stepping into the limelight—those being manipulated were often completely unaware of their fates—like a scene from the Three Kingdoms period.

"Xu You, it's time for you to betray us."

"Burn down the nest!"

In the Battle of Guandu, Yuan Shao, who had initially been confident of victory, suffered a crushing defeat and died in battle.

"Hahahahahaha!"

Laughing, pounding the floor.

"Southeast wind! The southeast wind is rising!"

"General Huang, set off immediately!"

In the Battle of Red Cliffs, Cao Cao, who originally intended to unify the world, had his massive fleet, which had covered the sky, burned to ashes.

"Ah ha ha ha ha ha!"

He laughed so hard he pounded the floor.

Then, they elevated a down-on-his-luck man, who had led a turbulent and wandering life, to the position of emperor. They had him defeat his nemesis in Hanzhong, and then swiftly killed his sworn brothers, whom he considered his brothers. They watched him lose his mind in rage, go mad, and ultimately perish…

"Ah ha ha ha ha ha!"

Still laughing, pounding the floor.

The loyal minister entrusted with the care of the young emperor launched six expeditions to Qishan, but returned empty-handed. Alas, Heaven did not grant him a long life.

Laughing, pounding the floor.

Those who insult others will always be insulted in return. The descendants of Cao Wei suffered the same fate they had inflicted on the descendants of the Han dynasty.

Laughing, pounding the floor.

But as I laughed, my laughter stopped...

After something loses its appeal, an even more intense feeling of emptiness washes over me. It makes me feel incredibly uncomfortable…

"It's truly pathetic," I sighed, then began searching for my next goal. At that moment, I unexpectedly discovered that something I had ignored for so long, something I had almost forgotten, was still steadfastly moving in my direction, even without my guidance.

"...What is the purpose of this?"

I read everything about that existence. Yet I only had a tiny bit of awareness: "I want to see him again, I want to go back to him, I want to be with him."

I think I understand something.

That seemed to be the one I had been searching for, the one who had been searching for my existence. She was—she was…

I was like a madman, unleashing all the power I could control, recklessly leading that being towards me, across endless time and space, across countless planes, overcoming every hardship and obstacle. During this time, I did nothing else—and neither did that being. We were drawn to each other, steadfastly moving towards each other even across endless time and space—until one day, the amusement park opened a crack, waiting for that being to enter before closing again.