"What is this? Why?" Hawa removed her finger from the trigger of the gun she was pointing towards Earth, while sitting on the moon's surface. For some reason, even though her power and authority had been greatly restored while Adam entered a slumber, she still couldn't grasp her own condition. "Why couldn't I stop it?"

Hawa made a promise to Dae-ha. If he didn't use the key which was their Father's memento to him, she would at least protect his life under any circumstances. When the Unnamed Untouchables tried to recklessly slash at Dae-ha, the act of firing the Setting Destruction Shot, which rendered resurrection, evadance, and defense impossible, was definitely not an act of self-interest, but a reasonable and legitimate procedure. However, nevertheless, she did not do so. No, she couldn't do so.

"If this continues on... It'll be a big problem."

Currently, Dae-ha's Divine Spirit was sealed in the Numbering Gigas. Of course, he was in a stable condition because he was separated by his own will, but... If he died and the connection was disconnected, the Divine Spirit would go into overdrive.

And if that happened... The God-rank Gigas, the Machine which was contained in the Divine Spirit itself, would be immediately devoured by the Divine Spirit and become a monster which had lost its mind. Infinitely close to the Machine God, it would bring about destruction around the Great Universe, which most of the First-Tier Gods had left. However, if that was so, why couldn't she pull the trigger?

"Because...he didn't die?" Hawa frowned, because that didn’t make sense. She possessed a High-rank Divine Spirit, High-rank Divinity, and the Status of a High-rank God, so she could accurately grasp the condition of Dae-ha.

Dae-ha was dead. His body was destroyed and his soul ceased to exist. The resurrection ability, something at the level of Physical Body Restoration, only restored the shell which was the outer body, and still had various gaps here and there.

That was a fact that Dae-ha's enemy had pinpointed accurately. Even if he was a young kid, Juan was an innate Untouchable, and the Project End was a Doomsday Weapon which could kill all sorts of Noblesse, Elohim, and even Untouchables. Hence, it was a simple task…

"Dae-ha didn't die... No, it doesn't make sense. He died in the real world, and his body in that Iron World or something definitely died too." Hawa’s expression turned complicated. "Come to think of it... The destruction of Project End was also because of father."

400 years ago, the alter ego of the Creation God, Asura, ceased to exist. Then, Dekarma descended to the Physical Realm in the form of a Machine God. He wanted to make Legion the master of the universe and the true being. He gave shape to the Administrator's Workshop, a power that was his everything, and tried to put a new Setting into the source of the universe. Despite deteriorating, Dekarma had power close to an Absolute God, and even though he needed astronomical levels of resources and offerings, he could fully afford its consequences.

Success seemed to be near, until he showed up. It was all on track until the emergence of Wind Tiger, Dark, one of the 12 Worldly Gods who was only a Tribal God but managed to be reborn as an Absolute God through his own power by achieving the Throne of the Martial God.

"That damned bastard."

At the end of 170 years of fighting, the Legion's desperate dreams fell through and the Machine God Dekarma died at the hands of the Martial God. The Martial God was also fatally injured, since one of his arms was severed by Dekarma. However, that injury was a loss that could eventually be recovered given enough time.

And in the battle of the Machine God and the Martial God, Project End was caught up into it. To put into words, it was all nothing short of a car accident. Neither the Martial God nor the Machine God knew that there was something like Project End (To be exact, they didn't give a crap about it), but it was even more accurate to say that Project End was just swept up by the ripples of their fight.

It was a baffling matter in the perspective of the Project End, but it wasn't the only one caught up in that fight. It was no exaggeration to say that the collision between the two Absolute God-rank beings was a literal cosmic disaster. Then, Project End transformed into a Doomsday Magical Beast with all the power it had accumulated, and fled from the Wind Tiger.

However, the situation became even worse. The Magic God, Flame Dragon Kain, who recognized the Doomsday Magical Beast as a risk factor, descended.

Groarrrrr---!! The Divine Spirit was absorbed into Juan from Dae-ha's body, which had fallen on the ground.

"It's primitive, huh." Hawa frowned. It was an act the ancient Barbarian Gods would do, absorbing the Divine Spirit after killing their opponents. It was so unsightly that a being born as an Untouchable, capable of wielding all kinds of power at will, was doing such a treacherous thing against Dae-ha, who was still a human being. Even if Juan absorbed Dae-ha's Divine Spirit like that, he was by no means the object of worship. There would definitely be a problem in the future, so it was unbelievable that he was acting like that. As expected, he was an immature being who did not know the limit of things.

"..." Hawa felt a desire to blast Juan's head apart and retrieve Dae-ha's body even if it was too late, but she couldn’t make a move. It was as if someone was holding on to her tightly, and she ridiculously couldn't resist against such a compelling force, which was of an unbelievable extent. Hawa’s eyes suddenly shook. "…This is…?"

/-I'm afraid that he will die./(Flashback)/

Hawa remembered what the Spirit God said before. At that time, she thought the Spirit God was just worried about the Divine Spirit of the Machine God, which contained a Numbering, overdriving and exploding.

But as Hawa thought about it closely, it did not make sense. If the Divine Spirit of the Machine God exploded, it would only be due to the result of her Father's Divine Spirit deteriorating twice. In the same sense, the Spirit God who stood in the realm of an Absolute God, as well as being the owner of a dimension, could dispose of it whenever he resolved to do so. No, in actual fact, even if that was not the case, the Spirit God was famous for being indifferent to the problems of the Physical Realm.

/-You. You don't know huh./(Flashback)/

"Don't tell me..." Hawa widened her eyes. However, if so, was there any other reason why he would have to prevent Dae-ha's death? And was there a reason why the Spirit God didn't specifically tell her when she was facing him?

/-It's fine if you don't know./(Flashback)/

"Don't tell me..."

***

I was at the door. I didn't understand what that figure meant and looked blankly at it for a moment, but I could soon recall the form of the door in my memory. "It's been a really long time... Did it show up because I died?" These days, even if I died, I would be resurrected just like that. It had been about hundreds of years (body time) since I last saw the door.

"Heyyy! Is there anyone there?"

"...!!" I held my breath at the voice coming from over the door. It was a familiar voice, 'my' voice.

'What's going on?' I thought of trying to make some noise, but I recalled the fact that 'I' had yet to even recognize my existence so far. No, in fact, it would be a problem if 'I' recognized me in this situation. 'Let's see how he looks for now.'

I concentrated and changed the shape of the door, which was a shape that my mental image drew anyway. 'It's dangerous to open it, but it's also dangerous to be seen completely.' So, instead of removing or making the door transparent, I changed it to an iron door commonly seen in an apartment. That's right. A form in which there was a peephole that could see the outside from within. I stuck close to the door and looked outside through the peephole.

"Excuse me!!" A child who resembled me was running around between the bookshelves. However, no matter how much he ran, he would never reach the end of the bookshelf, which was as huge and overwhelming as a mountain range. It was impossible to even count the number of books on the bookshelves.

"There's no need to shout like that."

"Heok?!"

There was a man standing in front of 'me', who was surprised. He had a slender figure with a typical scholarly impression. He had a book with a fancy-looking cover on one hand and he closed it to put it back on the bookshelf. Then, he sighed. "I wanted you to grow up more when we met again..."

However, the appearance of 'me' facing the man was simply that of a child. It was not the outer appearance that changed. The expression, speech, and the attitude that 'I' was displaying indicated that 'I' was indeed a young child. "…Father?"

"Yeah."

"Father!!!" 'I' ran out with a distorted face and hugged the man in a rush. Then, sniffling could be heard.

The man looked down at 'me' with soft eyes. "You've been had by the enemy. You've had an enormous loss. This… You're almost close to your goals. It's such a pity..." The man gently stroked 'my' hair.

'I' said in tears, "They stabbed me with a knife! Juan! He betrayed me even though I saw him in a good light. I thought we were friends!"

"Bastards... You must have had a tough time. I should've trampled on them and killed them then." The man stroked 'my' hair and affectionately patted 'me' on the back.

'I' wept even more sorrowfully at such consolation. "Uwahhhhhhh!"

"There, there..." The man’s expression was calm as he patted 'my' back. His eyes were looking up into the air as if he was thinking deeply about something. He spoke while hugging 'me' tight in his embrace, "Do you want me to help?"

"Can you do that? I'm dead though?"

"We are beings who can't die. The body is nothing but a prison that keeps us locked up… That's a shame," the man said and looked at 'me'.

Then, 'I' asked, "What is?"

"I thought it was almost done... But the fact is that it's still going to take a long time."

"Hey, father. What are you talking about right now...?"

Thuck!!

"Kuckk... Euckk... F-Father?"

"Really, man." The man's hand pierced through 'my' chest.

There was the sound of a beating heart. Badump... Badumppp… The shape of the heart changed and turned into a book. And as that happened... 'My' body, groaning, turned into powder and was sucked into the book.

"What a pity." The man, skimming through the shabby thin booklet, put the book on the bookshelf along with a sigh. Then, at the same time, the world changed.

***

You bastard-----!!! How dare you!!!

Emergency Process activated!! Facility Closure initiating!

Genie and Ares were able to confirm the appearance of the enemy only after Dae-ha was stabbed. Instead of panicking or hesitating, however, they immediately made their move. Ares' huge fist struck the torso of the child who suddenly appeared, and the Sentry Gun which was already prepared shot bullets with a precise aim.

Bang!!! However, just as the kid swung his hand lightly, all the bullets fell to the floor and Ares' body flew off and smashed against the wall.

What?!

What the hell is this…?!

As the wall opened, teams of 10 units of Golden Knight Order Gigas (Human-rank), 50 units of Golden Lion Unit Gigas(Beast-rank), poured in. However, it was of no use. Kwagagang!!! Everything was destroyed and blasted away into the wall!

No, what is this?! Wasn't it said that it's a Level 20 enemy?! Ares, a God-rank Gigas, was as strong as a decent transcendent even without a pilot. He couldn’t believe that they were battling in an environment that favored him, but he was being pushed back so one-sidedly by an enemy that appeared on a Level 20 Low-difficulty stage.

However, Ares didn’t know that there was only one enemy that appeared on the Level 20 Low-difficulty stage. The fact that only one of them was committing a violent act meant that it had the power which a billion Level 20 monsters should have.

"Hehehe! That's right! This is how it should be! This is how it must be! This is the end of the world! The end must be filled with despair and helplessness! It's not a target that should be cleared!" A tremendous Aura was emitted from the boy, who was shouting excitedly. "Now! That's too much! There are too many! The stage is coming to an end, but 1 billion is just ridiculous! We need to fix it into the right flow!"

T-This trash-like… If you were going to do that, why did you make this game?

"Shut up! What do you know? That's right! 10 people! I think 10 people is good! We'll reduce the number of survivors to 10 first."

"Phew."

"Phew. Huh?" The boy tensed up while shouting excitedly.

Dae-ha, who was lying behind him, lifted himself up. Then, he said "I see. I know now. You, you're a child of struggle, huh."

"This… What the?"

Dae-ha, who was lying in front of Juan and even had his Divine Spirit fully sucked out, got up from where he was. No, the truth was different. In the Unique World, and even in the real world, Dae-ha's body was actually still sprawled out dead. However, in front of his dead body, a new Dae-ha stood there.