I am a mindless machine.

After that, she cried all night.

The reason she immediately assembled a commando team for the invasion was precisely this: it wasn't that she wasn't afraid to step into those unfamiliar and dangerous places, nor was it that she believed she could crush all races like a protagonist. It was simply... she dared not allow herself to be idle. Even when she was trembling with exhaustion, she dared not stop and give herself a moment to rest.

She had to move forward, she could only move forward—otherwise, she would have a mental breakdown.

She didn't even get to see the girl one last time; their conversation outside the cave became their final exchange. The desire to meet again became the driving force that sustained her through countless hardships and crises afterward.

"..............."

The snowflakes that Funa held in her hands melted from her body heat, and the cold water flowed through her fingers. No matter how hard she tried, she could not hold on to them.

She silently looked up at the snow-white sky, her expression filled with sorrow.

Even now, time has not diminished the longing in her heart. An emotion beyond grief still throbs in her chest, giving her the illusion that her very soul is being torn apart.

But......

"Ah, Chief of Staff! So you're here! Honestly, the next meeting is about to start, please don't just leave some random note and wander off alone. We're all worried about you."

Behind her came the grumbling of his subordinate, who was panting heavily, apparently having run to find her. Even though the person before him was his superior, his voice held no fear or distance, but rather a clear respect.

Then, the girl with delicate features put her hands behind her back, twirled her body lightly, stuck out her cute little tongue, winked mischievously, and let out a cheerful laugh.

"Hehe~ This is my training for you guys~ I've given you plenty of hints, okay? As my best subordinates, if you can't even solve this kind of puzzle (game), then you'd better wait for my punishment!!"

She smiled brightly and then walked towards Elchia.

After muttering something again, the subordinate followed.

"Honestly, if I hadn't noticed that your favorite white snowsuit was missing, I wouldn't have been able to find you at all... Speaking of which, you really do like white. Everyone else thinks brighter colors suit your style better."

"Hmph, you really underestimate me. Someone as good-looking as me looks good in anything!"

"Yes, yes. What you said makes perfect sense."

As their voices faded into the distance, the snow continued to fall relentlessly, filling in their footprints. Just as time would fill any gap.

—But on the snow behind them, there was a note written in the girl's lively handwriting, serving as a clue for finding them.

—A white girl who met me in a pure white place.

Sunset—the land of eternal darkness

In a dark space, a naked girl floats silently.

To say she was floating would be a bit of an exaggeration—in fact, she seemed frozen in that darkness. She blended into the dim and chaotic blackness of the background, unable to move her limbs or stand up and stretch.

The girl had short black hair that curled slightly at the ends. Unlike humans, she had a pair of small bat-like wings on her back. A small tail with a heart-shaped end was attached to her shapely buttocks.

From those slightly pursed thin lips, you can see a small, white canine tooth.

The girl looked just like a vampire from legend.

But vampires shouldn't be here. Vampires should be servants of the night, enchanting hermits, living in the darkness with ease. Not like this girl—confined to an endless cage.

Time may have flown by for hundreds or thousands of years, or perhaps it has remained frozen in a moment, not even a fleeting instant. After all, in this space devoid of any point of comparison, only the girl exists. Dead silence, as if eternity.

Her eyes were always closed, like Sleeping Beauty in a beautiful fairy tale, waiting for the prince who would one day awaken her.

However, this is not a fairy tale, but a dark and malevolent place capable of devouring everything, a place where the sorrow and resentment of hundreds of millions of people are concentrated, a hellish abyss buried deep within. No living being can reach this place.

No, not even dead people.

Here, there will always be only a girl alone.

Because she is the master of this place, and at the same time, a sinner imprisoned here forever.

This is punishment for her unauthorized theft of power, the price she should pay for breaking the rule of being the strongest by means of foul play.

She would not regret it, even though the price she paid meant she would be forever confined to this lonely, desolate place.

However, the girl didn't care; her memories were already blurred, and her past dreams had vanished into nothingness. Similarly, she no longer had any attachment to living, and so-called normal cognition did not exist for her.

She felt that she had been born into this darkness, and the power core within her body was telling her soul the same thing—so why should she leave?

In any case, there was no longer any glimmer of hope in the outside world; that person had already—

——?

The girl, who was in eternal sleep, seemed to furrow her brow slightly for a fleeting moment.

My thoughts seemed to have broken down for a moment, as if someone had cut a piece off a piece of the tape called memory. It was as if I had forgotten something most important.

No, is it forgotten? —Or is it the only thing that is remembered?

The girl's subconscious was utterly confused, trying to follow the vague impression flickering in her mind, but ultimately gave up in vain.

Or perhaps she simply didn't want to think about it deeply.

That's meaningless, utterly meaningless. Even if she remembered, so what? She belongs to this darkness and will never leave. Even if the clone departs temporarily, the true body will ultimately rest peacefully here.

This is a place where no glimmer of hope can shine—a land of eternal darkness belonging to absolute evil.

And so, the girl ended one of her rare moments of lucidity in years, letting her consciousness drift back into a hazy, chaotic state.

Chapter One: Death and Rebirth...and Acceptance (Combined Revised Version of Chapters One and Two)

I watched the snowflakes falling from the sky, emitting a bright blue-white glow.

And upon seeing those slender, snow-white hands in her field of vision, Yun You felt that her brain's thinking system was facing the greatest crisis of her life.

Driven by the instinctive reaction of humans in a crisis, the girl began to quickly recall her experiences before losing consciousness.

...

...

As usual, Yun You, an eighteen-year-old single boy, sat in his private room, his slender fingers tapping the computer keyboard at a speed almost imperceptible, as if he were typing an epic saga. Beside the computer desk lay an unfinished drink and food. With his actions, complex symbols rapidly appeared on the white computer screen, arranged in a regular and orderly manner, almost artistically, as program instructions.

He's a hacker, and a top-tier one at that. Through this method, he could easily earn a fortune to support himself and his parents. However, what he's currently doing is unrelated to work.

Yun You is currently bored out of her mind, so she's using her exceptional talent to search through the backend databases of various game companies for game information...

There's no way around it! He's just so incredibly bored right now!

Because he had already made a name for himself in this circle at a young age, small cases simply wouldn't come his way, and what were big cases for others were incredibly simple for the young man, something he could solve with just a little time; moreover, due to spending so much time at home, he instinctively disliked being around people and didn't have any close friends to talk to...

"Oh?" Yun You's eyes lit up as an unknown Japanese company suddenly popped up on the screen. "No Game No Life Online...? This is interesting! That super good Japanese light novel with its incredibly slow updates is actually making an online game!? Really?"

As a homebody who spends most of his time at home, it's inevitable that he's developed a strong interest in anime and manga, which is one of his main ways of passing the time. Among them, *No Game No Life* is one of his favorite light novels. The magnificent setting created by the author and the brilliant intellectual battles between the two main characters are incredibly captivating.

And now that company has actually released a sneaky online game? It's unbelievable—but anyway, let's pack it up and take it with us.

With this in mind, Yunyou immediately put his skills to use and began his attack on the small company's website... But as a morning passed by unnoticed, he forgot his original purpose after failing to break through and became completely engrossed in this long-lost challenge.

The other party's cybersecurity guard is quite capable. Probably some big shot in this field? I'll find some time to investigate further; maybe we can become friends.

...

...

"Phew..." Finally succeeded, Yun You let out a long breath, looking somewhat tired as she picked up the drink beside the table and gulped it down. Although it was a bit strange that the opponent's defensive network suddenly seemed to withdraw on its own in the later stages of the duel, it was probably because the opponent knew that given the strength of both sides, it would turn into a protracted battle, and felt it was not worthwhile, so they took the initiative to give up.

With that level of skill, making money wouldn't be slow no matter what you do. There's no need to go to such lengths just for a test server game.

"Well then, let me see... what's going on with this game..." With that, Yun You opened the game, and what greeted his eyes was an unbelievably gorgeous scene. Every frame looked like a CG illustration. Even Yun You, a very picky player, couldn't help but be shocked. "Hey... how much did they invest in this? Will they go bankrupt after making the game...?" Although he was puzzled, he couldn't help but feel excited as the game progressed.

As a wealthy but unambitious homebody security guard with no friends or love, he still cares a lot about things that can relieve boredom. If this game is really fun, he might consider funding it himself or becoming a technical consultant. In short, these hobbies are the only solace for someone with no ambition in life.

"Character creation... Hmm? Can I choose the race myself?"

Seeing the incredibly detailed and polished character creation interface, just like the graphics, Yun You smiled. She eagerly placed the mouse on the buttons to adjust the values. Height, hair color, skin tone, facial features, bust, waist, hips, and gender—almost all the data was virtually unlimited and could be adjusted at will. It was hard to believe this was truly a game composed of cold, hard data; it was practically revolutionary!

For a game like this that allows for detailed customization, it would be a disservice to one's aesthetic sense not to create an extremely cute female character.

So—it's time to show the real technology!

...

...

What happened after that?

My last memory is of the computer emitting brilliant sparks... Could it have exploded due to data overload?

But what kind of computer explosion could kill someone? I'm using a regular civilian computer...

The girl silently found a corner of the cave and squatted down. It seemed to be a natural cave with several stalactites hanging from the ceiling. She buried her face in her soft, white thighs, trying to maintain a clear mind in this position.

But she was wrong. She was completely unmoved by such actions.

"【Conclusion】I'm doomed."

The girl with cascading silver-white hair spoke calmly and indifferently, her blood-red eyes, which she had sculpted herself, staring blankly at the cave ceiling, completely devoid of emotion.

The girl, Yun You, appears very young, around twelve to fourteen years old, and is about 152cm tall (this is not an approximation, as the machine's brain provides all the detailed measurements). She has silky, silvery-white hair with a delicate sheen, the ends of which curl slightly upwards. Her petite and beautifully proportioned body is completely unclothed, leaving her snow-white skin exposed to the air.

This was undoubtedly a petite and beautiful girl who would be loved by everyone—if it weren't for the mechanical devices that were visible all over her body. Whether it was the incredibly complex, round, and precise machinery on her head, the metal exposed where there should have been flesh at her joints, or the two cables hanging down behind her like a tail, they all proved the fact that she was no longer human.

This is the Machine Race, a special race that appears in the manga/anime series No Game No Life. It is made of machinery, thinks with computers as its core, and knows nothing of emotions.

Let's rephrase the current situation in a way that everyone can understand—the young Yunyou died because of a computer explosion, and then transmigrated into the body of a mecha girl he created in the game he was in before he died.

The current world timeline is not the game world from the original work... but rather six thousand years ago, during an era of endless war.

Sensing her current physical condition, the girl remained silent for a few seconds before parting her thin lips and uttering a voice as melodious and clear as heavenly music:

"【Diankai】—Material composition".

As the girl finished speaking, a soft, light-colored, oversized coat appeared out of thin air and gently wrapped around her. The hood covered the mechanical devices in her hair, and the coat reached halfway down her thighs, leaving one wondering what she was wearing underneath. The metal parts at her knees were covered by over-the-knee socks, and her previously bare feet now wore small cloth shoes. Now, apart from the tail that a machine armored creature must expose as a power source, it was almost impossible to tell the girl's original identity.

Although the rational mind of the Mech race deemed wearing clothes unnecessary, Yun You still retained her past memories and couldn't allow herself to remain naked indefinitely. Therefore, she used [Dian Kai] almost instinctively—without any awkwardness, as if she had mastered it completely from the beginning.

This is to be expected, given her current situation... it would be more accurate to call it possession. Although the original owner of this body had already died before she arrived.

The girl gently closed her eyes and began to recall the memories that her body itself carried.

Chapter Two: Clear Objectives (Combined and Revised Version of Chapters Three and Four)