Another World: My life is on the hook!

“We won’t forget, brother.”

An ancient god gasped for breath, wiping away the redness from his eyes.

"From the moment you gave us a new life of civilization, we have believed in you. You are the only raven who is still willing to stand by our side after we fell into hell. If this winter is so long that it cannot be passed, we will follow you. Even if it is a dead end, we will fight with all our might!"

At that moment, all the old gods stood up, their eyes filled with determination.

"We will fight alongside you until the very last moment!"

A long silence followed, like the dark, deep sea.

The boy finally smiled, wiping away a tear from the corner of his eye, and said:

"Alright! We'll live and die together!"

As the meeting ended and the raven departed, everything returned to quiet. The madness following the Great Fall of Hell gradually subsided with the passage of time, and everything seemed to return to normal. No one would have imagined that beneath this surface, an undercurrent was already brewing.

Zuo Zuo stared blankly as the raven flew away, her heart filled with a mix of emotions. If she hadn't understood why his head had shown such a bitter expression before, she now understood completely.

It turns out that all of this was an echo of fate.

Just like when they were fighting against the Flesh Dominator.

Just as they saw in the vision of that future war of the Old Gods.

"He really is you."

Zuo Zuo couldn't help but cover her mouth and burst into tears.

"Come on! How can it be like this? So you're trying to tell Zuo Zuo that you were the one who led the Old Wars, you were the one who betrayed those Old Gods, you were the one who created the Flesh Dominator... and you were the one who killed him in the end?"

Lynn couldn't say a word. His expression remained calm, but his heart was in turmoil.

"I do not know."

But he wanted to know.

If he really was his past self, then why did he go down this path, what caused it all, and why did it end up like that?

that moment.

The instant the raven leaped out of the sea, Lynn seemed to have made a decision and suddenly stretched out his hand in his direction.

He wanted to understand...

He wanted to know the cause and effect of all this.

hum-

It was like an electric current flashing in his eyes, his pupils dilating dramatically. The raven froze on the turbulent North Sea, and when he came to his senses again, Lynn had already descended upon him. This was the first time he had descended upon his own past body.

Lynn controlled his body and slowly opened his eyes.

"I want to know what he went through."

In that instant, he closed his eyes again, and began to explore his past memories in a comprehensive and in-depth manner.

……

……

He is a raven, that much is certain.

In the deepest part of that distant memory, which also seems to be the very beginning of his entire life, it seems to be able to trace back to the beginning of the new world and the end of the old world.

In the deepest, desolate, and chaotic void, a heart-wrenching cry and shout unveiled the grand curtain of the future. Countless ravens were freed and flew into the vast nothingness, and that was the true beginning of the new world.

first time.

He was just like all the other ravens.

Although they are all fragments of that Great Lord's soul, they do not actually have their own independent consciousness. In fact, they are more like a pre-set mechanism.

After experiencing their mistress's breakdown and despair, and then her gradual recovery, they were able to return to that violet world.

And it was after that that...

They began to rebuild the entire new world according to the blueprint given to their mistress by their great king.

Everything was in ruins and needed to be rebuilt.

Everything starts from scratch.

They strived to forget the suffering of the past and sowed the seeds of life in that new world. They finally fulfilled the promise left by the Great King, living life to the fullest. All the beings who perished in this great destruction were reborn through their efforts. The only difference was that there were no more gods in this world.

And it was through this daily rebuilding that a new world was gradually established.

then.

Civilizations rise and fall.

Prosperity has returned.

In the beginning, the entire new world was thriving, especially after everyone learned what the Great King had done for it, they cherished it even more.

Because the winter of the gods that had oppressed us for countless years has passed.

Spring has arrived.

But just as nothing is ever truly perfect, because time will gradually fade everything away, as generation after generation dies, as the memory of the violet becomes a distant legend, as new powerful figures rise from that civilization, as new powers are re-established, all of this seems to be falling into the old cycle once again.

And so, the ravens once again shouldered their mission.

They will arrive before a new power is established.

After stirring up waves of revolution, they will peacefully depart with the passage of time.

In the very beginning, this order worked well. Even if a powerful force emerged, it would eventually come to an end. Even if a strong person rose above all living beings, they would eventually be extinguished time and time again by the raging waves of the masses.

They had assumed that things would continue to work out this way.

One after another.

Endless life.

However, by a certain era, this order began to have problems.

Because in the beginning, although these ravens were unintentional, they were still under control, just as the Great Lord had never actually died. He had been sleeping and using his subconscious to rationally arrange and interfere with the position of each raven in the era.

But then one day, that effect disappeared.

This directly led to the mechanization of the entire raven flock.

And that's when the problem arose.

Limited intervention can foster a virtuous cycle, but since losing that influence, the ravens' mechanical intervention in the times has made people of that era increasingly aware of its manipulation of their fate.

As a result, countless small problems came together and slowly became bigger problems.

At first, there were only sporadic complaints and anger.

Gradually, it evolved into a rebellion that spanned civilization after civilization, a resistance against the ravens' manipulation of their fate. Later, it even evolved into a fierce counterattack that stretched across the entire main universe against the Violet Lord, against the entire Violet Legion, and even against the mistress of their creator.

Slander, insults, abuse, madness.

In the end, it even evolved into a complete overthrow and critique of Violet's past history by the entire era, labeling her with a series of defamatory names such as destroyer and butcher.

even……

People began to yearn for the era of gods that had long since vanished.