Another World: My life is on the hook!

this moment.

Lynn raised his head in the silent, swirling snow. He gripped the hilt of his knife tightly, but his lips trembled, and his body seemed to sway precariously for a moment.

It's like you've given it your all and persevered to the very end, but fate cruelly blocks you from reaching the finish line.

How absurd this is!

The figure watched him from afar, watching the boy who had held on until the very last moment.

"Lynn, stop. I know this shouldn't be a burden for you to bear. They chose you, so they manipulated and shaped your life. Don't you think all of this is pathetic? Whether it's family or friends, they've all arranged your life's trajectory, just to put you on the path they want you to take."

"Is this the result you wanted? Forced, pushed, to step into this abyss that is destined to have no outcome?"

But the painter interrupted him at that moment, wiping away the azure color from her body to reveal her bright red eyes.

"how about you?"

The figure's gaze fell upon her.

"He spent his entire life in rebellion. Even when he was at his wit's end, he would choose to fight his enemies to the death. And what about you? If you were really him, why would you choose to submit? Give up everything you stood for and become a pawn in that calamity? Is this your commitment? Is this your ideal?!"

A hint of tenderness flickered in the corner of that figure's eye, but his tone remained completely calm.

"Nanako, the person I can't let go of the most, I really don't want to face you, because you always remind me of those painful memories, but what should be forgotten will be forgotten, right? Since I was freed again, those things from the past have become my memories. Those things are warm, but they can no longer stir up the slightest ripple in my heart. You've become a painter too, haven't you?"

"You are not him."

Nanako's eyes were bloodshot, and her fists were clenched tightly.

The figure smiled, calm and collected.

"Perhaps he really is dead. At least as a human being, he did everything he could. No one can escape the end. And if my appearance really makes you uncomfortable, then you don't have to treat me as him."

“I am the end, I am the Lord of the end, I am also the last aspect of that order before His awakening…”

hum-

And it was almost at that very moment.

A vast force of will instantly enveloped the dark figure, and the chaotic colors that blanketed the entire violet sky instantly transformed into a uniform azure.

The influx of this immense will caused the figure's eyes to momentarily distort.

"Come on!"

The wind was fierce.

The moment the painter rushed toward that figure, she used almost all her strength to wrest control of the raven that had descended upon him.

As the endless wind rushed into Lynn's ears, he only had time to see the girl's eyes, which held a desperate determination and a sense of farewell.

"To the future! To the end of time!"

"This may be your only hope of survival... to seize the power of time! Anchor your past before everything collapses!"

"quick!"

boom--

The surge of immense black energy within that figure stirred up endless ripples of time.

Countless crows cawing echoed through the vast sky, merging into the azure expanse. Under the painter's control, they used this combined power to prevent the figure from destroying the descending raven.

……

……

You can't control everything.

You can't possibly calculate everything.

Because there will always be dangers you can't see, taking shape little by little, approaching you slowly, and then delivering a fatal blow at the last moment.

When Lynn burst out of the river of time, when he spread his wings and charged toward the Stone of Endless Future, all that remained in his eyes was a deep crimson.

"Brain!"

Zuo Zuo stared at him, trembling.

But all of this has developed to the point that she can no longer say a word.

Because they had just found a way to deal with that calamity from the traces of that psychic energy, but in the blink of an eye, they were given this huge crisis of life and death.

If we could give them some more time...

If possible……

But that's reality, because there are no "what ifs" in reality, and your enemy will never give you a single moment to prepare!

"We have no other choice."

"They won't wait until reality and the end of time converge; they want to end me before all of this happens. If this is the final moment, then it's time for us to fight to the death! Zuo Zuo, are you scared?"

Zuo Zuo gripped him tightly in that mental world, suppressing all her fear, and said, trembling:

"I'm not afraid! I'll fight to the very end with my head! Anyway, I have nothing left to lose! The worst that can happen is death, so I'm not afraid! Zuo Zuo isn't afraid at all!"

Lynn smiled.

That was almost the first time he felt such heartfelt relief after losing all the people he loved.

"Okay! Zuo Zuo!"

"If we fail, then we'll go down and join you all! We'll be reunited!"

Because he had already thought it through.

Those pains.

Those laughs.

In this long river of time, everything has become part of the experience. The endless wait will cause you endless torment, but when the final moment truly arrives, what is there left for you to hold onto!

But what if time doesn't come to me!

I walked towards it!

At that moment, when Lynn returned to reality, he no longer cared about the turbulent and changing history. He gritted his teeth and looked up sharply, gazing at the distant end of time amidst the turbulent reality.

As if he were fighting against the entire future, he was finally able to hand over his final answer to this immense destiny at this moment!

that moment.

He brought the divine power of time to its fullest potential, and it shone with boundless brilliance in his hands.

He suddenly reached out his hand, clenched his teeth, and stared straight into the distant end of time.

"Did you hear that?!"

"Did you hear my call?!"

"You severed time, and you personally orchestrated this grand scheme of time. Now I have completed my entire history. If you are still alive, if you can still control time, then don't wait for me to come to you! If this is the cause and effect between us, then give all the lost lives an answer!!"

hum-

In that endless torrent of time, Lynn, carrying the vast emptiness of the entire era, took that step madly toward the end of time in the future.

He is forcibly forging a future; he is leading the entire era toward the end of time.

And this was the only way for him to survive.

Only the true authority of time can anchor his existence, and only by achieving that final fusion with his past self at the end of time can he truly escape the constraints of history.

He is both a retracing of his past self.

Then they will no longer distinguish between you and me!

In the rumbling light and shadow, the solitary tower at the end of time seemed so close, as if he had truly heard Lynn's call, or perhaps he had already sensed the immense crisis.

That skeletal figure slowly rose to its feet amidst the ripples of turbulent time.

A light drizzle.

Endless thunder.

There was a girl who held an umbrella for him her whole life.

Watching him leave behind this skeleton, watching him walk back to the past, gradually discarding all the history that once belonged to him, paving the way for that new past.

The girl's eyes were bloodshot, and she was trembling violently.

But it has all begun.

hum-

That skeleton took that step forward.