I, the Rock King Emperor with 21 billion in power, have joined the chat group.

"What is this?" Qianhu was stunned and didn't know what to say.

"Xiaoqian, this was given by the chat group!" Yuri shouted as she rushed over. "We can continue our journey until we reach the top of the tower."

Qianhu was caught off guard and was tackled to the snow.

I wanted to say something, but I was speechless; I wanted to do something, but I had no strength.

But I don't know when it started, my eyes were filled with tears.

Only Yuri's wondrous singing voice remained, echoing endlessly beneath the vast expanse of snow.

"Despair! Despair! Despair! The despair of being my friend has decreased!"

"Despair! Despair! Despair! Despair is far away from me!"

......

Seventeen Beast Worlds

Floating Islands, Floating Island No. 68

Orlando Chamber of Commerce, Warehouse 4.

A simply dressed girl was hanging up freshly washed blankets and clothes in the bright sunshine. She was wearing a gray and blue maid outfit, had a petite figure, blue hair, and eyes as deep as the ocean.

For some unknown reason, she suddenly froze on the spot, the blanket she was holding hanging in mid-air.

"Corté?"

The golden fairy Athena, who had been sitting to the side with her arms crossed, leisurely basking in the sun, suddenly noticed the strange behavior of the girl in front of her.

"what happened to you?"

She quickly ran two steps and came to Cordolphie.

“No, it’s nothing,” Chtholly Nota Senioris, the gentle blue-haired girl, replied softly with a strange expression.

Asya was not fooled by Cortori's words. As the oldest of the golden fairies in the fourth warehouse of the Orlando Merchant Guild, she had experienced far more than Cortori.

She knew all too well how fragile and tragic a species the golden fairies were.

They are young, lost souls who cannot know that they will die.

Strictly speaking, they are "not alive," because if they are "not alive," they will not fear death. Although this is not entirely true in their hearts, they are easily influenced by their physical sensations in their youth and become indifferent. Their current role is merely to serve as tools to replace the extinct "humans" in using relic weapons to fight against beasts.

The Golden Fairy is not a true existence in terms of life; it is merely a natural phenomenon formed from the illusions of ignorant souls.

Therefore, they will eventually remember who they are. Long-lived fairies are few in number, and there are rare cases where this symptom can be almost completely ignored. However, from a few cases, it can be seen that fairies who have lived for nearly twenty years and whose minds and bodies have fully matured will slowly remember their past lives.

Two years ago, Athena was eroded by memories of her past life, which eventually led to the loss of her personality.

Although she is now willing to inherit the name Athena Maid Valkalis because she reads the diary of her former personality, she knows that she is not the real Athena after all.

Therefore, when she sees Cordol's sudden blank stare, she worries that Cordol might also be affected by her past memories.

"No, it's really nothing, Athena." Cortori smiled gently.

She didn't want her companions to worry without understanding what had happened herself.

"I'm just a little tired, you know. I didn't sleep well last night. After I finish dealing with these clothes, I'll go to my dorm to rest for a while. I should be fine tomorrow."

"kindness."

Asya nodded slightly. In her opinion, since Cortori was unwilling to say more, she would not force her. She could only gently remind her, "Cortori, if you feel unwell, please tell me. You are my most important family member."

“Yes, of course, Athena.” Cortori smiled gently again.

Then she neatly hung up the clothes and sheets she was carrying to dry before calmly walking into her dormitory.

Entering the dormitory, she lay back on her bed and stared in surprise at the unchanged chat group page in front of her.

Before her, the transparent chat group page was so clear.

Although she couldn't fully understand what the crowd was talking about, she vaguely grasped some of it.

"it's wired."

The girl with long, light blue hair murmured softly.

Although she still doesn't understand what this chat group is, she has a feeling about it.

---Perhaps, as Nana, the powerless one, said in the chat group, this is where miracles begin.

Perhaps, the fate of us Golden Fairies will also change at this moment.

.....

The world of the Law of Circles.

Within an unknown space.

The girl, dressed in black mourning clothes, looked happily at the screen in front of her, which showed that even QB (a type of in-game currency) was unknown.

"La la la~~~! La la la la~~~!"

Beside her, jumping dolls cheered.

The second puppet to appear is gloomy. He sneaks in, mocking the good-for-nothing. "This good-for-nothing is truly ugly"—these puppets only revere freedom and are loyal to desire.

Following closely behind was the fourth, Cold-Blooded. She tripped over the useless man's head and was a little unhappy: "How about cutting the useless master into small pieces for easier carrying?" ---- These dolls would obediently follow orders as long as they were demons.

Next up is the fifth one, walking along in a huff and puff: "The funeral isn't here yet? I've practiced crying as fast as I can! I can't wait a second longer!" he said angrily. These puppets are who they are, yet none of them are.

The sixth puppet, who seemed to be looking down on the trouble, was the most sarcastic. His words were as scathing as ever: "You, sir, are quite the comedian." These puppets were a childish game of cause and effect, entangled to the extreme.

The seventh, the eighth, and so on up to the fifteenth.

The fifteenth, and finally, is Love. No one has yet seen this demon. The night is not over. The night will never end—we are mourners, the theater troupe of this shore.

but

but.

No one noticed that the first one was the one who was in first place.

That was foolish. It heard about the goddess from the birds and excitedly ran around telling everyone, "I've heard about the goddess. A beautiful and holy goddess. The goddess's words will surely love us!"

"Is that so?"

The girl in pure black knelt on the ground, tilting her head to look at the "cute" doll in front of her, her long, dark hair falling to the ground like an abyss.

She extended a slender, pale finger and touched the foolish doll.

"Perhaps this is the moment to welcome the goddess."

"At this moment, [chat groups] have also reappeared."

"Ah~~! I am waiting, I am searching."

Chapter Four: The Apocalypse is No Joke

-----The Promising Future True Lord Joins the Chat Group-----

Nana, who has no abilities: This might be where your miracles begin.

Darkness of the Circle (Homura Akemi): Yes, it was in this chat group that I had the beginning of my miracle.

The Darkness of the Circle (Homura Akemi): Ah, those were truly memorable times. Yukino-senpai, Takasaka-senpai, Reimu-san, Nana-san. In my most desperate moment, you appeared before me, comforting me with your warm hearts after I had just lost my loved ones. You pulled me out of my predicament and brought me light and hope.

Ability-less Nana: Darkness, no, Homura Akemi, your personality seems to have changed a bit.

The Darkness of the Circle (Homura Akemi): Your personality has changed? Yes, whose personality remains unchanged? So, Nana-san, do you prefer the me who was once cowardly, afraid to face my own heart, only able to seek help from friends in the chat group, but ended up causing the deaths of two people, or do you prefer the me with this personality now?

Darkness of the Circle (Homura Akemi): Haha~~! Needless to say, you definitely like me the way I am now, right?

Darkness of the Circle (Homura Akemi): Nana-san, you should know that my ability is to reverse and stop time. In the final moments of my life, I can rewind time to before everything began. In other words, I am immortal.

The Darkness of the Circle (Homura Akemi): If I, who am immortal, had been strong enough in the past, I wouldn't have needed the help of Miss Toji or Mr. Kyoto-ryu to change everything I wanted to change. I just needed to cycle through it a few more times, I just needed to experience more helplessness and despair.

The Darkness of the Circle (Homura Akemi): It's very simple, and it's easy to solve everything. But in a past life, I obtained the [Multiverse Chat Group] in a certain reincarnation and told my friends in the chat group everything I had experienced.

The Darkness of the Circle (Homura Akemi): Everyone in the group has been helping me selflessly, even Ms. [Toji] and Mr. [Kyoto-ryu] were willing to come to my world to fight alongside me against that seemingly invincible final [Witch].

Darkness of the Circle (Homura Akemi): I relied on you, and even more so on Ms. [Toji] and Mr. [Kyoto-ryu], but in the end, it was our defeat.

The Darkness of the Circle (Homura Akemi): I used my abilities to turn back time and preserve my life, but Miss Toji and Mr. Kyoto-ryu are forever gone from my world. And my punishment was merely being deprived of my chat group.

The Darkness of the Circle (Homura Akemi): It's strange, isn't it? It's shameless, isn't it? I was the one asking for help, but the person who helped me died, and only I am still alive.

Darkness of the Circle (Homura Akemi): It's filthy, isn't it? It's disgusting, isn't it?

Darkness of the Circle (Homura Akemi): Even if you liked the old me, after hearing what I said, you should all change and like the current me more, right?

Darkness of the Circle (Homura Akemi): Yes, definitely. It's truly delightful.

Genuine (Yukino Yukinoshita): Yami, you...

Homura Akemi, the Dark Circle: Call me Homura, Yukinoshita-senpai. The dark magical girl of the past has disappeared. Now I am Homura Akemi, the Dark Circle.

Darkness of the Circle (Homura Akemi): Hmm... that's enough for today. Let's talk again next time, my dear friends.

Darkness of the Circle (Homura Akemi): Um... I have some good news to share. I'm preparing a tea party that can accommodate everyone. Once it's finished, I'll invite you all to my world to be my witnesses, and to be witnesses of this world.

Darkness of the Circle (Homura Akemi): Well then, everyone, Homura Akemi, the Darkness of the Circle, will take her leave now.

Powerless Nana: @DarknessoftheCircle, Homura, you.....

Genuine (Yukino Yukinoshita): @Darkness of the Circle, what exactly happened to you after you died as a [Sword Master] and [Phantom Sword Style]?

Sister, you must kill her!!! (Kyosuke Kousaka): Don't ask anymore, she should have already left the chat group. What Homura has experienced must be beyond our imagination. At the very least, with her ability to infinitely rewind time, she may have experienced more time than any of us.

Nana, who has no special abilities:.....

Nana, who has no special abilities: ......

Golden Fairy Cortée: Although I don't quite understand, I always felt that the young lady just now was full of self-abandonment in her words.

Nana, the powerless one: Hmph! Probably, since the most important theme for this year's newcomer selection is racial apocalypse. That means she's still experiencing racial apocalypse. There's no way she could be happy, right?

Golden Fairy Cortori: Hmm... I knew it. As you said, Miss Nana, we are all from different worlds, and the newcomers to this group, including myself, are all from a world where races have been destroyed.

Golden Fairy Cortori: In my world, the entire surface has been overrun by monsters known as beasts. The former rulers of the planet—the humans, the ancient spirits, and the dragons—have all been wiped out by the beasts. If it weren't for the fact that we other races live on floating continents, and the beasts can't fly, we would probably have been extinct long ago.

Golden Fairy Cortée: The end of the race, that's a really vivid description.

Golden Fairy Cortori: And the end of our race, the Golden Fairy... um... never mind.