They all call me an Outer God.

He laughed, completely oblivious to the apocalyptic scene. The monstrous star, blotting out the sky, swallowed everything. Just as the mentor had predicted, without protection, the time it would take for the monstrous star to shatter the blue planet would not even exceed one second.

Humanity was completely wiped out.

The remaining ancient gods on Earth were also killed or wounded in an instant, but because Ria's consciousness was completely extinguished, they also disappeared completely along with the destruction of the dream universe after struggling for a short time.

At the very last moment, the bridge that Atlaknakya had been weaving was finally completed, and then collapsed.

All the former glory has been erased, leaving not a trace.

It was a near-perfect closing ceremony, with galaxies colliding and rubbing against each other, creating a grand fireworks display on a cosmic scale.

And the universe, amidst such dazzling fireworks, marches towards its end.

……

[You possess boundless wealth and unparalleled status; the lucky meme has been successfully executed.]

[Your angel, as the leader of the witches, guided the witches in developing their own "civilization" in the past; the witch meme has been successfully portrayed.]

[Your angels love this world enough, love humanity and civilization, love the extraordinary and the legendary. They also favor your angels. The Cupid meme has been successfully executed.]

[You destroyed the world at the last moment, earning the collective disgust of people all over the world; the crow meme was successfully executed.]

[You successfully convinced everyone at the last minute that you had lost all reason and thought, and were nothing more than an inhuman machine that only knew how to change, deceiving everyone from beginning to end through your lurking presence.]

[Idiot meme interpretation...failed]

Azathoth refused to merge with you.

You refused to merge with Azathoth.

……

"Oh, this is exactly the ending I expected."

……

Wake up from dream.

High above the stars, chaos and darkness enveloped a palace where tentacles and entrails intertwined. On a round table within the temple, Ria slowly opened her eyes and placed a new black chess piece on the board.

"As you can see, I'm just one step away from winning. You'd better think carefully about your next move—Nyarlathotep."

Before Ria stood a handsome man with dark skin, his skin marked with eerie golden patterns. Subtle light flowed through these patterns like blood, and it was none other than Nyarlathotep.

"My lord, you've only just awakened and you're already itching to play chess?"

"...I started playing this game before I went to sleep, and it just so happened that it was the first thing I saw when I woke up, so I decided to continue."

As Lia yawned, she said, "It felt like I had a very, very long dream. Thanks to you, a large part of it was a nightmare."

"I specifically created many clones as you instructed, since you said this dream absolutely cannot be boring. Do you like those clones?"

"That can't be... Oh well, never mind, how long have I been asleep?"

"There is no concept of time here, but from my perspective, it has probably been a very long time."

"It's been a long time..."

Lia couldn't help but rub her forehead: "Now that I'm awake, according to the curse I cast before I fell asleep, the ancient god consciousnesses of those opponents should have been mostly transferred away, leaving only empty shells—"

"Is Azathoth still plotting with Geherus to overthrow me?"

"There are pipers who make it impossible for them to meet. Now that Gherus's consciousness has been mortgaged as interest after the dream ended, it is no longer a hidden danger. You can now rest assured to retrieve that idiotic angel and ascend to Meme Zero."

“Recycle?” Ria looked at Nyarlathotep, as if incredulous. “Why would I recycle Him?”

"Aren't you planning to become meme zero in one fell swoop?"

"Oh, become meme zero, and then what?"

"..."

"See, even you can't say it now."

Ria smiled and stroked her gold-rimmed glasses: "Of course I know that I am only one step away from meme zero. As long as I merge with the idiot angel now, or let Him absorb me, a brand new primordial creator with absolute authority will be born."

At that time, my authority and my abilities will reach an unprecedented height.

It sounded incredibly tempting; after all, no one in this world can resist the allure of power, but my answer remained the same: I refused.

Becoming a meme zero is too costly. Absorbing an idiot means becoming an idiot myself. I'm unwilling to abandon all my thoughts and hang there all day as a machine. If I really become Azathoth, I won't even have the freedom I have left.

Nyarlathotep: "So you intend to..."

"Let Azathoth hang there. It won't bother us anyway. He should be awake now. Under my control, I can put him into a new slumber in a dream and create the world again at any time."

"As for the creation of the world in reality, forget about it. I am neither willing nor want to repeat the mistakes of the dream. A god who has lost all consciousness is more like a god now. This is the true divinity."

"It's strange, really. Their humanity and divinity were bestowed upon them by me during creation, so how come they've evolved into something increasingly bizarre? And most of them have appearances that are hard to describe. Just now, in my dream, I looked down at them, and it was truly a chaotic dance of demons..."

"So you've finally realized this problem?" Nyarlathotep couldn't help but smile, but he tried his best to keep it down.

"By the time I realized it, it was too late."

Ria sighed, recalling the mythical creature form of Azathoth, whose appearance was truly ferocious.

He ultimately left the final move unfinished, and instead walked out of the palace. As soon as he left, a dark shadow suddenly flew towards him.

"Cuckoo!"

"Naog——"

"Goo!"

"How did you become like the person in the dream?!"

"Coo! Coo-woo, coo-coo-coo!" The little Swarth, transformed from the nameless mist, happily flapped its wings.

Having spent so long in the dream, He was naturally moved to tears as he finally encountered Ria's true form.

Shub-Niggurath and Yog-Sothoth, who were holding the child, also transformed into human form and walked towards Him. Although Ria didn't care whose child it was, she couldn't help but remark, "Is this Shub's new child? He's quite distinctive."

It looks like an egg.

"what!?"

Shub couldn't help but roll her eyes at Ria.

"Isn't this the one you brought back from your dream, called the God of Order and Machinery? I felt sorry for it and decided to raise it."

"Can I bring things out of my dreams?"

"Don't you know? Over the years, gold coins have been appearing around you in your dreams from time to time. We've almost built a new palace with your gold coins."

“…” Lia fell into an eerie silence.

He remarked that he felt his money was dwindling. (End of Chapter)