Bengtie, I'm really not a villain!

Raiden Mei's white hair danced wildly in the eerie light emanating from the void sun, each strand like a tiny flame struggling in the darkness, seemingly about to be extinguished, yet stubbornly flickering on.

She gripped the longsword that Jing Ye had forged himself, the patterns on the hilt deeply embedded in her palm. A piercing pain shot through her old wound, sharp and real, as if pulling her back to the cruel reality.

But the surging, hot blood in his chest was like raging lava, unstoppable. It was the raging fire ignited by the story Jing Ye told, and the indomitable will passed down by countless warriors across time and space.

The moment the blade was drawn, a dazzling bolt of lightning, like an angry dragon, violently tore through the thick, inky darkness around it.

Wherever the lightning struck, the air was instantly ionized, crackling and popping as if trying to completely dispel the endless gloom.

However, when the lightning touched the illusory sun high in the sky, it was like a fragile snowflake thrown into boiling oil, instantly melting away without a trace, leaving not even a mark.

The ground beneath our feet is crumbling and turning to dust at a despairing speed.

The once solemn and majestic shrine is now crumbling. The eaves of the last shrine collapsed with a dull thud, raising a cloud of dust.

Before the dust could even disperse in the air, it was mercilessly sucked into the depths of darkness by the powerful suction of the Void Sun, disappearing completely.

The once bustling and vibrant streets are now deathly silent and deserted, with only Raiden Mei standing alone amidst the ruins.

No longer do children's adoring gazes followed her.

There were no more cheers from the people, no more encouragement for her. Even the wind that had once gently brushed her cheeks, carrying the unique scent of Izumo, had stopped blowing. The whole world seemed to have been muted, leaving only a silent yet breathtaking confrontation between her and the vast, empty sun.

Even without witnesses, Raiden Mei gritted her teeth, her voice instantly torn to shreds by the howling wind.

But the conviction it embodies is firmer and more unwavering than the hardest steel.

The knife danced swiftly in her hand, tracing fleeting, gleaming arcs of silver light, each arc a roar of defiance against fate.

Although each blade of light was mercilessly devoured and annihilated by the vast, empty sun the moment it was born, she remained agile, slashing with the most ferocious and resolute movements.

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A new character will appear in the next chapter! Guess who it is?

Note: She often says I can't do anything.

Chapter 137 Is Raiden Mei Really There?

The knife danced swiftly in her hand, tracing fleeting, gleaming arcs of silver light, each arc a roar of defiance against fate.

Although each blade of light was mercilessly devoured and annihilated by the vast, empty sun the moment it was born, she remained agile, slashing with the most ferocious and resolute movements.

The terrifying pressure emanating from the black sun was like an invisible mountain, pressing heavily on Raiden Mei's body.

Her bones groaned under the immense pressure, as if they might break at any moment.

The skin was also eroded by the power of nothingness, leaving countless tiny cracks. Crimson blood slowly seeped from these cracks, but before it could drip, it evaporated rapidly under the intense heat and powerful suction, turning into wisps of blood mist.

But her eyes had never been so bright, so determined.

As the last piece of land, which held countless memories for her, vanished completely beneath her feet, and as her body began to turn transparent and was gradually swallowed by the void sun, Raiden Mei suddenly smiled.

Her smile carried the same sense of relief and open-mindedness as Jing Ye's, as if in this final moment, she had finally grasped the true meaning of "why birds can fly".

She took a deep breath, gathered all her strength into the thunder blade in her hand, and with all her might, launched a final attack at the void sun.

The air was instantly torn apart by the powerful force, making a crackling sound.

Along the path the blade traversed, space itself, like fragile glass, was etched with shocking cracks.

A surge of crimson and pitch-black sword light erupted, like a blood-soaked, ghostly dragon, carrying a heavy aura of death, roaring as it charged toward the void sun.

Wherever the blade flashed, the earth seemed to be ripped open by the Grim Reaper's scythe, and countless crimson spider lilies grew wildly. Their petals, illuminated by the scarlet blade light, appeared even more alluring, their red glow intertwining with the dark patterns within the blade's light.

With this brief but brilliant madness, they fought against the eternal darkness that seemed to devour everything.

However, the cruelty of fate was laid bare at this moment. The instant the crimson and black blade of light touched the ethereal sun, time seemed to freeze, and all the magnificent scenes were solidified.

The petals of the red spider lily, which had been dancing joyfully, suddenly froze in mid-air, as if gripped tightly by an invisible hand.

The red glow on their petals faded rapidly, chillingly, turning into grayish-white dust along with the darkness of the blade's edge. Like withered life, it fell silently into the darkness.

The crimson was quickly swallowed up, and the pitch black was assimilated as if it had never existed.

The void sun, struck by the blade's light, saw its surface churn with darkness, which boiled even more violently, like a monstrous beast that had been thoroughly enraged.

But Raiden Mei's gaze remained fixed on the primordial sun, her eyes showing no fear or hesitation.

As she watched the consumed blades and the vanishing spider lilies, an indescribable sense of resentment welled up within her.

Then, she gripped the blood-stained longsword tightly once more.

Lightning exploded on the surface of the ethereal sun, forming a tiny ripple.

Although the ripples were fleeting, they were like shooting stars streaking across the long, dark night, leaving their own brilliant light on the dark sky. Even though it was brief, it was enough to illuminate the whole world and become an eternal memory.

The crimson and black intertwined blade light, though its ripples on the surface of the vast, empty sun were fleeting, were like a boulder thrown into a silent pool, stirring a ripple in this eternal darkness.

The surface of the sun disc, composed of dark matter, suddenly trembled violently. Countless dark lines twisted wildly like awakened giant pythons, leaving the space in their wake as if being clawed by invisible claws, creating layers of fine cracks.

The entire void emitted a teeth-grinding buzzing sound due to this anomaly, as if space itself was trembling in fear, and even the flow of time seemed to freeze at this moment.

A dark purple light, like the open pupil of an abyss, slowly burst forth from the depths of the sun.

The light carried an oppressive force that transcended time and space; wherever it passed, the air emitted a sharp crackling sound, as if instantly ignited by an invisible, intense heat, turning into wisps of black smoke.

That gaze, filled with a cold indifference that looked down upon all things, swept across the sky, and the entire world began to collapse at a despairing speed.

The distant, rolling mountains instantly turned into fine dust, swallowed by nothingness before even a speck of dust was raised.

The vast ocean, like an hourglass turned upside down by the gods, evaporated into nothingness in an instant, without even a single wave.

The once bustling and vibrant town is now reduced to ruins, a mere illusion. Eroded by nothingness, it's like a pencil drawing erased by an eraser; all traces of its existence are rapidly disappearing, leaving only an empty void.

Raiden Mei stood in the center of this terrifying destruction, her tattered clothes fluttering in the gale-force winds like a broken battle flag.

Her skin was covered with deep, bone-revealing wounds, from which crimson blood seeped continuously, but the moment it came into contact with the power of nothingness, it turned into wisps of green smoke and dissipated into the air.

The erosion of nothingness began at her feet, slowly but irresistibly spreading upwards. Her legs gradually became transparent, and the blood flowing in her veins was clearly visible, as if they were merging with this nothingness.

Despite her body gradually fading away, her gaze remained as firm as steel.

She glanced back at the land she had once protected, where the familiar mountains, rivers, and bustling streets were long gone, leaving only a chaotic void.

But in her mind, the smiling faces of the people, the figures of her comrades, and Jing Ye's stern yet hopeful words clearly appeared.

The scene of her mother handing her sword before her death, Himeko's resolute back, and Furibas's final, hopeful words of advice...

These precious memories, like dazzling stars, shone brightly in her fading life.

A slow, relieved yet tinged smile spread across her lips, a smile that held both regret for her failed attempt to protect and unwavering commitment.

Her voice was torn to shreds by the howling wind. As her last bit of strength was exhausted, Raiden Mei's body began to dissipate at an accelerated pace.

She opened her arms, as if to embrace this world that was about to disappear, or as if to say goodbye to everything that had once been.

Her hair and her body gradually turned into glimmers of light, merging into nothingness, like the last snowflakes of spring, quietly melting away.

Only the fragments of that sword, still crackling with lingering lightning, pierced the void and fell onto this land that no longer existed.

That faint light became the last stubbornness in this void, swaying in the darkness, as if telling a story of never giving up.

Even if it was Raiden Mei's final, all-consuming strike, even if it meant sacrificing all the past shame, trampling, and anger, even if it meant all her efforts and passion...

Even the expectations of all the people and the blessings of relatives and friends, when gathered together, turned into a blade of light that tore through space.

But Raiden Mei's figure was ultimately swallowed up by the despairing sun and disappeared into the empty void.

Everything is gone—not the emotions that erupted in the struggle to protect, nor the power that unleashed after the collapse that shattered the demons of Takamagahara.

Everything, everything, vanished into the universe along with the dust after the gaze of the Void Star God fell upon it.

All that remains is a deathly silence in space, where even light cannot escape, and a universe devoid of any ripples.

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Jingye stared intently at the content in the villain simulator, as if trying to pierce through layers of nothingness and gaze at the direction in which Raiden Mei had dissipated.

The villain simulator's voice rang out, its tone respectful:

[Faced with the destruction of the world, Raiden Mei was still able to grit her teeth and fight to the last moment. As expected of the host, she was able to inspire such tenacity in Raiden Mei.]

You are truly meticulous in your planning, calculating each move with unparalleled precision.

The villain simulator's voice was filled with an irrepressible, fervent admiration.

[Your skill in controlling the dosage is unparalleled; you deliberately ensured that Raiden Mei could maintain a sliver of consciousness even in her confused and delirious state.]

[When Raiden Mei's eyes were glazed over and her body swayed precariously, yet you still relentlessly corrected her posture and movements under your stern commands. That method of "painful teaching" pushed the resilience of humanity to its absolute limit; it was truly ingenious!]

The simulator was like a powder keg that had been lit, its noise growing increasingly frantic.

[And then there was that great show that took place in front of her mother, where Raiden Mei was forced to learn Iaijutsu in front of her mother. The whole process, from concealment to exposure, brought tears to Raiden Mei's eyes uncontrollably.]

But you remained unmoved, coldly directing this brutal sparring match. This psychological pressure drove the mother and daughter to the brink of despair.

[In the end, even Raiden Mei's mother couldn't escape and became a fighter. The sight of the mother and daughter practicing iaido together was truly unimaginably beautiful.]

The simulator became increasingly excited as he spoke, his voice even trembling slightly.

[What's even more incredible is the exposure she did in front of Himeko-sensei and Furibas!]

Even though Himeko-sensei and Furibas stared wide-eyed, their faces filled with shock and anger, they were helpless against your overwhelming power.

[And the third time, they were forcibly dragged to the square for "cultivation," in a place where they would be under the watchful eyes of everyone during their hundred-day celebration.]

Even in the quiet of the night, when no one is around, you deliberately pick on their mistakes, making them repeat those difficult moves over and over again until their faces turn bright red, wishing they could disappear into the ground. Their dignity is utterly crushed in that moment, and you have a firm grip on that feeling of being worse than dead.

The simulator's voice was filled with undisguised worship.

Finally, you dealt Raiden Mei a fatal blow by choosing suicide as your most decisive act.

She watched helplessly as her loved ones died one by one before her eyes, the light in her eyes instantly extinguished. Even if she later repelled the eight million gods and demons of Takamagahara and saved Izumo Province, what difference would it make?

Her soul was already riddled with holes and utterly destroyed, leaving her like a walking corpse, a puppet devoid of emotion, with no longer any attachment to life.

After a pause, the simulator's voice suddenly rose in pitch, as if its emotions had reached their peak; the trembling voice could be faintly punctuated by the sound of dripping water.

The villain simulator had no time to pay attention to the water glass she accidentally knocked over; he was filled with indescribable amazement at Jing Ye.

[Even though she was so devastated and on the verge of collapse, her soul seemingly shattered, she still managed to muster the will to fight and refuse to give up when faced with that terrifying, utterly empty sun.]

[Host, you have forged her will to be so strong; she truly deserves to be called a born villain.]

Even though he could only hear the voice, Jingye seemed to vaguely see a pair of eyes sparkling with love.

Jing Ye didn't care about the sycophancy and submission of the villain simulator. As for the accidentally spilled water glass and the smell of sea breeze from who-knows-where, he simply ordered the villain simulator to clean it up quickly.

The villain simulator's claim that he was born a villain was merely a necessary measure to help Raiden Mei get through the difficult times; he didn't enjoy it at all.

Jing Ye completely forgot how smug and sinister his smile had been at that moment.

Jingye frowned deeply. The problem he needed to consider now was that Izumo and Raiden Mei had been completely devoured by the Void Star God. So how should this dungeon be settled?

It should be a failed ending that has already ended, and we should start all over again, beginning our training together with Raiden Mei from the age of 0.

However, the dungeon settlement notification that should have sounded on time fell into an eerie silence, and the villain simulator was also unusually silent, as if the whole world had held its breath at this moment.

"Why wasn't there a notification?"

As is customary, a failed mission should immediately trigger a restart mechanism, but at this moment, the surroundings were eerily quiet.

Why is this time different?

In previous instances, as soon as a failure occurred, everything would be reset immediately, and the game would start over from the beginning.

But now Raiden Mei has been completely devoured by that terrifying Void Star God and disappeared into the endless darkness. The interface that should have popped up on time has not appeared for a long time, as if it had sunk into the sea.

Why don't you start simulating from age 0 again?

It should have been the same as before, starting all over again from age 0.

Those meticulously designed, brutal training sessions, the scenes that repeatedly pushed Raiden Mei to the brink of despair, flashed repeatedly through his mind.

The small figure, soaking wet yet still determined to draw his sword; the girl, publicly humiliated in front of her mother yet stubbornly shedding tears; and countless moments of struggling on the edge of life and death.

He believed that every step was calculated with absolute precision, and every hardship was precisely designed to temper Raiden Mei's will; those "perfect" strategies that helped her overcome numerous deadly situations...

However, he was ultimately so vulnerable before the Void Star God that he couldn't find a better way.

Jing Ye closed his eyes, and the experiences of the previous re-simulations flashed through his mind.

How can Raiden Mei break out of this predicament and survive the threat of the Void Star God?