Opening, a Star Cup

If the weak show off their cleverness, then what should the strong, the king, the god... what should they do—?

In the entire world, there is only one and absolute, the strongest master of this universe.

The only "God" that the ignorant, ignorant and stupid intellectual sixteen races cannot resist.

——【Star Cup】

That is like light, enough to form the world, and enough to eliminate the world without leaving a trace.

And the [existence] holding this star-shaped dodecahedron is the strongest—the only existence [the only God] that all living beings cannot resist!

"...haha...too low...I..."

In that dilapidated world, a man with bandages all over his body and no hands broke down and cried like a child.

Anyway, I'm going to die, I really want to live handsomely, die handsomely.As a result, I never had a [victory] in my life.

"Huby——I'm so sorry...Sorry, I'm such a useless husband."

What flashed through my mind - only countless regrets.

The faces of people who have seen death so far flashed one after another.

And the faces of the seventy-seven [ghosts] who accompanied me willfully.

The heavy guilt was about to crush him, but he thought of a bigger regret than that, the greatest regret.

The man stretched out his battered, broken hands

If there are infinite possibilities in infinite time and space...if there is a possibility that human beings can hold the authority of creation with both hands!

Whoa!

The bandaged arm turned into ashes and flew into the sky the moment it reached for the star cup in midair.

——If there is that possibility, he wants to use this cup to revive Hubby! !

... ashes, carcasses of flesh fly into the sky!

——Sure enough, with his broken body, he couldn't touch that miracle!

He was identified as the [loser], and at this time...even the brazen act of trying to steal the prize was rejected.

has been completely...

"Wait... what is that—!" The man's dull pupils suddenly regained color, and he opened his eyes wide and looked at the sky.

The Star Cup suddenly emitted an incomparably dazzling brilliance in midair.

This is a [tie] where no one wins, and the impossible possibility is finally willing to patronize the loser once.

——Riku, the Willer of Humanity.

Suddenly, some messages appeared in his mind; "This is—"

The general meaning of that message to him...

Although he couldn't hold the star cup, he didn't really lose the battle, so he had the right to use a part of the time-limited star cup.

Obviously, in Riku's view, this is already a lost [Battle].

The [tie] he was thinking of was also clear in his heart...it was just his forced misinterpretation and preposterous words.

Such a him, how can he still

A look of joy appeared on Riku's face, but his body froze soon.

The dead cannot be brought back to life, and this world does not have enough concepts and sayings of "reincarnation", that is to say

There is no possibility of reincarnation for a dead soul.

When facing a real decision, Riku had to wake up.

Even if it uses the star cup to modify the settings and revive Shubi...it is just a perfect "replica" with the same "soul", "personality", and "memory", everything is the same.

Could such a "Shuby" really be the Shuby he wanted to resurrect?

In the end Riku laughed at himself... A trace of determination flashed in his eyes.

"This time... never again, I won't let you go!"

……

The Star Cup, although its power is limited... still has infinite power.

Under that power, the earth began to recover, and spring blossomed.

The red hazy sky finally saw the light of day again!The sun...appeared.

The surviving intellectual sixteen races raised their heads and looked at the sky in surprise and disbelief.

"This is...sunshine?" As if feeling the beauty of the world for the first time.

The elf girl stretched out her palm, with a dazed look on her face.

The world... has been changed!

In other words, the outcome has been decided...has the throne of the only God been born! ?