The Lord of Another World: All Wasted at the Beginning, and He Made His Fortune by Taking in the Fem

—A man with nothing in his body drifts in the boundless sea of ​​stars.

He didn't know where he came from, nor where he was going.

He only remembered that he had a very important name that he absolutely could not give up... but what meaning does a name have in this ethereal universe?

Even though the eyes are filled with dazzling starlight, it is nowhere to be reached.

"Where...am I going?"

Humanity is far too insignificant in the face of the universe, so our wandering among the stars is destined to be endless.

But the man saw a light that looked like a road sign.

It was like the beginning of everything, and also like the end of a story... The man felt as if he were being drawn to that radiance.

Once I get there, will my journey be over?

"Where?"

I don't know how long I've been drifting, nor do I know if that radiance is real.

The man remained there meaninglessly amidst the sea of ​​stars, as if even the concept of time had ceased to exist.

But that radiance was meaningless.

"What is that...?"

However, when the man finally approached that dazzling light after a long, almost endless journey, he discovered that it was just a pure ray of light.

Apart from this, there are no other concepts present here.

Time stood still, space froze, and even the countless stars were submerged... This immense radiance, though meaningless, possessed a colossal presence as if it could occupy the entire universe.

—That is the primordial light that has existed since the beginning of the universe.

"……Light?"

Why does such a tremendous light exist here? And why was I drawn here?

No one could answer the question... but soon, the man saw the answer with his own eyes.

—Because the universe does indeed have an end, light cannot exist forever.

Pure darkness appeared.

The black erosion crept in silently from the outside, devouring the pure radiance without any hindrance... Even if countless stars were shining beyond the sky, if such radiance were swallowed by darkness, then it would only be a matter of time before everything returned to nothingness.

Therefore, Glorious rebelled against the predators who had declared their end.

The pure light was devoured and shattered by darkness, splitting into the original colors of crimson and azure... and the two colors, having lost their complete meaning, transformed into fangs and wings to resist the darkness.

Ultimately, the primordial light and the eroding darkness shattered together, scattering to every corner of the universe.

Unable to revert to their original forms, Chi and Cang flew towards an unknown destination, their bodies intertwined.

This is the beginning.

"Is this...fate?"

Although the scene before him was merely a reenactment of a past event, the man's empty soul suddenly understood something.

That radiance is not justice, nor is the darkness evil—they are merely manifestations of the rules of birth and death, simply a part of an endless cycle.

Therefore, whether it's a sky full of stars or boundless darkness, they are just existing things.

Your future will be intertwined with the abyss.

A hollow echo, like a human whisper, resounded in the man's ears.

But he didn't show any surprise... as if he had been waiting for this voice from the beginning.

"—My future."

When the last glimmer of light fades and the last trace of heat cools, the universe will plunge into the abyss, awaiting rebirth in the cycle of reincarnation.

The voice was indistinguishable in terms of any attributes or characteristics, yet for some reason the man could sense that it was a mysterious, dignified, and loving older woman speaking to him.

Just hearing that voice made him feel no fear at all.

But your fate will be intertwined with that of the Abyss until the end of the cycle—whether it be death or rebirth, facing it or fleeing it, you will have no other choice.

"This is...my..."

Even if the body dies, the soul continues its destiny. Even if the soul dissipates, destiny will be rewritten.

There is no escape, no way to get out—even until the very end when all concepts vanish, the man cannot break free from this blessing and curse.

But he doesn't regret it.

"The price to change one's destiny."

You are to rewrite the ending of a story that has already ended.

The man knew that was the only thing he had to do.

Even though his memories were hazy and his own existence was just a fleeting illusion, he still remembered the wish he had made from the very beginning.

—In order to rewrite the story's less-than-ideal ending and turn his own fantasies into reality.

"I will pay the price."

You are still unaware of the causes and conditions that have led your destiny here. Until then, your prayers cannot be realized.

But the man had not yet completed all the preparations.

He still lacks the most crucial answer—why did his fate lead him to this place, connecting him with countless unrelated beings?

Before he gets the answer, his fate cannot be used as a price to demand the power of the gods to rewrite the ending.

Therefore, return to the crossroads of fate and seek the final answer.

"The divergence of fate."

This is just a small gift.

A fate that requires paying a huge price to change can be altered by a true god with just a slight, casual touch.

But it is precisely because humans are not omnipotent that they constantly seek more possibilities—a quality that gods do not possess.

When you rediscover your original destiny, the power to rewrite reality will become your crown.

So the man, who had forgotten everything, accepted this final test.

This is not the end of his journey, so he must continue onward.

For his own wishes, for the future of humanity, and for creating more possibilities—the Crownless One temporarily left the vast sea of ​​stars and returned to the already desolate reality.

But this time, his fate was led down an unknown path.

……

"That is--"

The stellar energy surged from the outside, piercing through the area that had been separated from spacetime, and directly striking the fragment of god that was constantly eroding reality.

The next moment, the fragments of God, driven mad by immeasurable energy, will devour everything in their path, returning all divisions to eternal annihilation.

But this predetermined ending did not come to pass this time.

"……Why?"

The enormous tentacles suddenly shattered, and the dark mist began to disintegrate and dissipate.

The human women who had been fighting with all their might until just now were directly hit by the aftershocks of that power and lost consciousness for a moment.

Only the man, whose existence had thinned to the point of being nothing more than a phantom, witnessed the true beginning and end that should not have appeared in reality.

—The fragment of the god, which should have devoured everything and returned everything to the bottom of the abyss, just now used its own existence to shield him and them from the malice from the outside world.

No, I won't forget—

And this is a different future.