Is the person you sculpt as cute as me?

"Do not."

Yu Man's mind was clear and his soul seemed to be dissolving in the world.

She ignored the annoying death achievement and the failed settlement of the dungeon.

He just took out a bag from the treasure chest in the Mage Tower, which contained two "Crystals of Authenticity".

Created by the reflection of "lies" over a long and endless period of time.

as well as--

"Assistant, no matter the cost, grant me the next five seconds... free from any harm or loss. This is the fate I need."

The "fate changer" was startled because Yu Man's voice was shockingly cold.

Death achievement?

Failed settlement of the copy?

An ended fate and future?

failure?

No.

In the hands of Man——

"The Freeman, the Holy Scripture of Time and Snow" was opened to a blank page.

It gradually decayed and was written with the shame of death.

is it?

The "fate changer" did as she was told. It wasn't difficult for her. She ran her hand through Yu Man's hair, gently changing her fate.

However, the fingers were cut and even frozen by the toughness of fate.

“I did it—but…”

"Thanks."

After gently exhaling the breath of the present.

Counting five seconds silently.

“Retaining Time.”

Yu Man cast an extremely grand magic on himself.

The whole world came to a standstill.

The unfinished failed settlement—suddenly time went back.

Every shameful word was eliminated by her will.

Death achievement? Yu Man didn't want it.

Then there is no need for it - it is lost to time.

She turned back time, just to go to the past.

……

"I'm sorry, Mimic, and everyone else, you share the same fate."

Inside the copy, at the end of the level.

The tone of "Fictional Truth" was extremely relaxed, and the mountain of burden had disappeared.

She wants to pull out these seedlings.

Can--

"boom!"

It was like thunder exploding before my eyes.

At this moment, time and space itself seemed to be torn apart.

Some mysterious magic was used...

Something... is going to happen.

The spoils on the ground that originally belonged to the loser disappeared.

In the next moment——

"At the cost of my return."

The figure of the ice magician seemed to have never left.

"In exchange for your glimpse of the memories I will retrieve from the cracks of time."

The Fictional Truth was stunned and dazed: "...What?! Impossible?!"

"Respond to the call and write a past for me? 'Dreams are all in the bubble.'"

An extremely special reflection of the old world, unknown to anyone except her, was invited by Yu Man.

Not only that.

"I underestimated you, Council magician. Let's add to last week's story."

Yu Man opened his palm, and a "crystal of authenticity" lay gently there.

Then--

Being grasped by Yu Man—crushed.

She raised her hands gently and waved towards the sky.

The dust of memories flickers, interweaving like dusk.

Yu Man took a step forward and was bathed in dust.

Contemplating the memories in my heart that were once lingering on the other side of time.

"Fuck you, you...want to get your power back from last week's show?!"

The Fictional Truth understood her feelings and how terrifying the dust floating in the air was.

At this moment, I can no longer care about anything else.

She cursed loudly and was as impatient as a monkey.

She immediately manipulated violent magic just to stop Yu Man.

But strangely enough, fate was set in stone—she couldn't tamper with it.

“…“Fate Changer”!” She actually recognized him.

But because of this, she missed her last chance.

……

Although it is just a vague old shadow.

Although it is only a corner of the past.

——But her wish was granted.

"Sorry, Cat-senpai, for borrowing the gift she left for you."

Facing such an enemy, in order to rewrite the fate of inevitable defeat.

She can only retrieve the past.

"Come on, 'Fictional Truth.'"

At that moment, the thunder, tainted with deadly poison, resounded throughout the sky of the Old World.

-201·Dream of Deposit

In the Old World and elsewhere, there is the concept of "hell".

Its molten flames filled the sky and its noise was overwhelming.

It split the ocean with magma, melting the entire giant island that was once a continent, and turning it into an endlessly flowing sea of ​​magma and fire accompanied by violent death.

A forbidden zone for life, a place that no one, dead or alive, wants to set foot in—a veritable hell.

People always describe it in literary and artistic works, use it to scare children, or use it to swear.

But this hell is real...and it is its residence.

Everyone knows that this is a treasure of the element of fire that possesses the power to destroy the world, and it is an evil dragon that has existed in the world for a long time.

——"The Dragon that Melts the World".

It resides in the hell of sin, symbolizing and representing all of this.

In the deepest part of the sea of ​​magma and fire where no life exists, there is a secluded... even quiet and refreshing place.

A cave.

Or rather—the home of the "World-Melting Dragon."

The space here is filled with exquisite shells, gems, or various sparkling small stones and parts of small animals.

And that "World-Melting Dragon" was gently stirring them with its claws.

Not only that, it also spewed a faint stream of fire into the air, illuminating the collection throughout the room.

The shells or gems reflected the firelight, sparkling and emitting colorful and even more magnificent light.

This is enough to make the "Melting World Dragon" happy.

Just as the ice elemental world tree Shimlabakken has existed for eternity, it still calls itself a sapling.

It shares the same ecological niche and class, and symbolizes the element of fire—the "Melting World Dragon"—also considers itself a young dragon.

And regard the whole world as a shell of oneself.

Sudden.

The flame that accumulated in its mouth choked itself.

“…Ah? Ahem…Ah? Ah?! Ah?!?! Ahem…”

It sensed a sign.

It makes people nostalgic, awe-inspiring, and inspiring.

A touch of magic.

Resounding from afar.

It was stunned and immediately flew out of the sea of ​​​​magma and fire.

Just in time——

A catastrophic bolt of lightning came from the south, piercing the night sky like a dragon.

Not a symbol or metaphor.

The thunder roared, burning cracks in the sky, and the fierce poison surrounding it corroded the sky.

The stars along the way are extinguished by it.

"Ah?" The "Melting World Dragon" was stunned.

But then, the rich nature surrounded by thunder brought infinite vitality to the sky, restoring it to its original state.

No—it's been restored to a newer state.

The scar in the sky that was once dug out by lightning has now been repaired to look like a perfect road in the sky, hanging upside down in the night.

"Why would you rather do this..." The "Melting World Dragon" was amazed and angry, singing the dragon song from the heart, "Why don't you call me?"

Are you still angry?

Didn't they all apologize implicitly? Didn't they all send little humans to show their goodwill?

Why... don't you accept it?

The world-destroying dragon breath of the "Melting World Dragon" wailed to the entire world.