"Chop, chop, chop."

At the far end of the horizon, the blazing sun, like molten gold, descended, igniting a verge of twilight.

It was as if immersed in orange-red amber, the skyline tinged with the hues of afterglow, reflecting upon the collapsing mountains and rivers.

The earth cracked, red mist filled the sky, and everything seen was melting and dissolving, all living beings chanting the hallucinations of destruction and finality.

Only a vast shadow of a tree floated at the extreme boundary, as if the last observer.

In the distance, a slender figure walked, her long dress like flowing blood.

She walked barefoot through the corpses scattered on the ground, without a trace of filth upon her. As people fled and wailed, she silently walked against them.

The mourning murmurs flowed, the waves of the Eternal Sea shone like jellyfish, floating above the earth.

"Su Ming'an" lifted his head, blood tracing down his cheek into his chest. He stared at the approaching figure and slowly placed down Noel's head.

"Once questioned." The ground sprouted blood-red leaves, bearing a rich life source stream. The approaching figure asked:

"——Is this related to the Fate of the [Order Guardian]①?"

"Su Ming'an" eyes shifted slightly, smiling, he answered:

"Unrelated."

The person moved forward again, blood-red leaves inexplicably grew from the ground, forming tangible hands that cradled the head bearing Su Ming'an's features.

With a compassionate look, she lowered her gaze for three seconds, held the head in her arms, her hand caressing the black hair as if stroking the fur of a beloved animal.

"Twice questioned." She spoke:

"——Is this related to the Fate of the [Wheel of Destiny]②?"

"Su Ming'an" had a face that alternated between red and white, liquid dropped to the ground from him. His face bore an increasingly exaggerated, manic smile as he replied:

"Unrelated, it has nothing to do with them at all."

The pink-haired woman finally arrived before him.

The descending sun was reflected behind her, a sky-covering brilliance burning everything visible—the earth, Cang Mountain, streams, flying birds... combustibles, non-combustibles, all turning into soaring fireballs.

The dazzling gold-red glow spread, covered the horizon, extending into the unseen distance.

The questioner stood with her back to the falling sun, the edges of her pink hair tinged with gold, yet her shadowed face was hidden in the intense shadow, only the exposed shoulders and arms slightly brushed with light color.

"Thrice questioned."

She raised her hand—

Her fingers curled, gently wiping the blood and brain matter from his face, smoothing his blood-stained purple hair.

"——[I first create and then erase. First bestow soul, and then let it perish. First destroy, and then rebirth. First gain the brilliance of its soul, and then drive the demise of its life.] " She said:

"This is the Oath of the [Creator]."

"Therefore, Creator Sique Olivius."

"Request your response——"

"Does such an end relate solely to your loves, hates, desires? Your rise and fall? Your pursuit of free will?"

Her soft hand wiped away the filth on his face, like a white cloud.

He sat upon the multitudes of corpses, surrounded by the skeletons of friends, and slowly opened his mouth——

"Yes."

"This is the best ending I could write."

"Yijulai'er. Would you... solidify this ending?"

Yijulai'er withdrew her hand, and Su Ming'an's face was clean as before.

She nodded and turned to leave.

"Chop, chop, chop."

The sunset departed with her.

Su Ming'an sat amid the corpses. He embraced the incomplete remains, one after another, gathering them onto himself.

The hand bones, leg bones, neck bones of friends... he piled them onto himself piece by piece, then tightly hugged these fragments, almost integrating into his bone and blood.

He wore a serene and content smile, seemingly satisfied with such an ending.

Soon, he lay among their "embrace," his face once again streaming with fresh blood.

The blazing sun fell, the world was silent, the world had come to its end.

Yet, for some reason, he whispered one last sentence.

"But."

"The story will start over again."

...

Su Ming'an opened his eyes.

Before him was a pure black space, those terrifying images had all disappeared.

Goosebumps rose on his skin, the scent of heavy blood seemed to linger at his nose, and the touch of brain matter and fragmented bones remained on his hands.

"Hoo... hoo... hoo..."

He breathed heavily, as if waking from a nightmare. The images replayed in his mind, the dead Lv Shu, Noel's head, Yuanyuan's skeletal remains...

...What did he just see?

It should be the memory of a person named Sique Olivius, but why were Lv Shu, Noel, and Yuanyuan all exterminated around Sique?

This person was too perverse, utterly surpassing previous generations, terrifying, he would never become this kind of person.

"Hee-hee—" Laughter came forth.

A person with a clown mask, body like fluid paint, walked toward him. His surroundings emitted starlight, each step exuberantly jubilant.

Su Ming'an regained some calmness, looking at the Fun Demon.

——Right, before the instance starts, one has to choose a race, but he hadn't chosen a race yet, and he saw such apocalyptic scenes, so the instance actually hadn't started yet.

That was just... a pre-view animation?

"Su Ming'an, it's just as you thought!" The smile on Kasadia's mask grew brighter, he walked to his side, dancing light steps around him: "What you just saw was a simulated world ending I created! Scary? Frightened? If you don't want the world to end up like that, then strive hard!"

"So, is that a possible future?" Su Ming'an asked.

"Yes." Kasadia laughed, with a hint of anticipation in his laughter.

...Really, I don't believe it.

Su Ming'an did not believe such rhetoric.

He didn't believe it was just a simulation, it must have been something that truly happened. Maybe the Luowasha World had been reset once, and that scene was the ending before the reset. Those bodies of Noel, Lv Shu, Yuanyuan, etc., were not the real ones, but an existence similar to "SSR·Mirror Su Ming'an."

The real Lv Shu and others should be choosing their race and had not yet entered the Eleventh World.

But if he doesn't try to change anything, he will certainly head toward that kind of ending.

The question is——

What is he to do?

Moreover, is this speculation bound to be correct? Who knows if Noel and the others are still alive?

Kasadia urged with a smile:

"Come on, quickly choose a race. The instance is about to start."

Su Ming'an composed himself, no matter what, he had to start by taking the first step.

...

"Ding Dong!"

[Before the instance begins, please select your race.]

[Detected positional rank: Sixth Rank Ruler. The available races for you are as follows:]

[Basic Races:]

[1. Human (A race with extremely strong learning abilities, living in vast plains and fields, exploring the Source of Arcana with Wisdom.)]

[2. Lower Beast Clan (A race that ascended from intelligent plants and animals, with similar habits to humans. Includes: Dog Clan, Wolf Clan, Cat Clan, Bird Tribe, the Horse Clan, Sheep Tribe, etc.)]

[3. Dwarf (An underground race skilled in forging and refining, the Harvest Angel Candice granted them night vision eyes and strong physique, with a lifelong goal to craft excellent weapons and avenge against Deceit Demon Evelyn.)]

[4. Demon Race (A subordinate race of demons, they worship the Demon Mother Goddess Isabel, inheriting the evil bloodline of the Great Demon and possessing a pair of beautiful red eyes.)]

[...]

...

[Progressive Races:]

[1. Elves (A race in the forest with long lifespans and beautiful appearances, they worship Nature Angel Tiffany, skilled in archery and nature magic, and abhor war and violence. Includes: Forest Elf, Dark Elf, Fire Elf, Frost Elf, etc.)]

[2. Intermediate Beast Clan (A race evolved from sentient animals and plants, often having a long history, with varied religious beliefs. Includes: Qing Zhu, Scarlet Butterfly, Centaur, Azure Phoenix, Strawberry, Tabby Cat, Corn Snake, Banana, etc.)]

[3. Mechanical (Cold steel shapes their bodies, flowing currents irrigate their veins, and energy and gemstones condense their hearts. They are a race that worships Steam God La Tie Mo'er, ambitious to stand at the pinnacle of life.)]

[4. Sea Clan (Aquatic races residing in the Eternal Sea and nearby regions, favored by Ocean Angel Tobias, holding dominion over the ocean's authority. Includes: Mermaid, Siren, Jellyfish, Whale Shark, Dolphin, Seaweed, Octopus, etc.)]

[5. Undead Race (Undead revived by Plague Demon Alekxia, worshiping the God of Doom Klimens, vowing to spread the footsteps of the undead across all rivers, or greet the end of all things. Includes: Wraith, Witch Monster, Zombie, Bone Artisan, etc.)]

[6. Blood Clan (A race favored by the Master of Abyss Lestory, extending kin and relatives via their blood-sucking abilities, with distinct classifications of pureblood and half-blood, yearning for the sweetest sources of power.)]

[...]

...

[High Order Races:]

[1. Dragon Descendants (A race that values treasures and bloodline ties. Possessing strong physiques, high magic affinity, and long lifespans, Dragon Descendants are favored by the World Tree.)]

[2. High-class Beast Clan (Mythical races originating from the beginnings of Genesis, often recorded in mythological texts. Includes: Kunpeng, Taotie, Phoenix Clan, Chaos, etc.)]

[3. Celestial Clan (Descendants of pure and promiscuous angels and humans, possessing angelic blessing abilities and human learning capabilities, restrained by human short lifespans, in search of the source of Eternity.)]

[4. Half-demon (Descendants of demons and other races, possessing demon contract abilities and specialties of other races, belonging to the Chaos Faction of the God of Chaos Augustine.)]

[5. Insect Race (Born to devour and annex, their queen leads this vast race with collective consciousness and fearless spirit.)]

...

[Peak Clan:]

[1. Lighthouse Jellyfish (?)]

[2. Old Rulers (?)]

[3. Dragon Clan (?)]

[4. Demon (?)]

[5. Angel (?)]

[6. Insect Queen (?)]

[...]

...

Rows and rows of panels unfurl, dazzling the eyes.

If it were ordinary players, they'd probably be thrilled by so many options.

But Su Ming'an's expression remained calm and undisturbed as he pointedly remarked:

"This is just your fun, isn't it, Fun Demon."

It seems like there are many options, but in reality, identities are already determined, choice doesn't change the outcome. The Fun Demon is merely looking for enjoyment, wanting to see the players' indecision. Otherwise, what is He standing here for?

The paint on Kasadia's face became more vibrant, as He laughed and danced around Su Ming'an.

"Oh dear, I've been seen through. But why don't you symbolically choose one? At least, let me see your inclination..."

Su Ming'an glanced over the introductions and directly pointed to the race with "Lighthouse" in its name.

...

[1. Lighthouse Jellyfish (?)]

...

There was no introduction, just a name. But Su Ming'an didn't mind, it was just a random pick anyway.

Kasadia stroked his chin, the starlight around him growing brighter, which seemed to be a sign of his amusement. Ever since seeing Su Ming'an, the starlight around Him had been dazzling.

...

[You have chosen.]

[You will soon be transmitted to the Eleventh World...]

...

White light surged around Su Ming'an.

He knew, the instance was about to formally begin.

He closed his eyes, as the transmission light shone—

"Whoosh!"

...

At the same time.

Lv Shu stood in a dark space, facing rows of racial introductions, his face full of hesitation.

"Qing Zhu Clan..." Lv Shu's finger stopped on the Qing Zhu Clan.

Kasadia beside him showed an amused smile, whispering by his ear, "Qing Zhu Clan won't do, they're too weak, those bamboos are constantly being felled by major races and have suffered flames from the Red Flame Angel, almost driving them to extinction. If you become part of the Qing Zhu Clan, you won't be able to help him."

Upon hearing this, Lv Shu wavered. He didn't know the history of the Qing Zhu Clan before, now upon hearing this, the race indeed seemed quite useless.

"Look."

Considerately, Kasadia offered a suggestion, His slender paint finger stopping at [Blood Clan] with a tap:

"This race suits you well."

"Blood Clan's growth is remarkably fast; if you obtain strong enough blood, you can rapidly evolve, even transform into a Blood Prince. This is something most races can't achieve."

"Su Ming'an and Noel, they definitely have high status. If you get their blood, you'd become very powerful. Then, wouldn't you be helping him?"

The demon's temptation was indeed pleasant. Plus, what He said seemed very logical.

Lv Shu weighed the comparison and found it was indeed true.

He reached out, choosing the [Blood Clan] option—

...

"No way, the Human Race is of little promise." Kasadia persuaded Yamada Machiichi: "Look at this [Mechanical Race], they don't need water or food. Survival in the Battle Royale world is very difficult, if your team doesn't have a Mechanical Race, it won't do."

Yamada Machiichi's eyes flashed hesitantly.

...

"You're quite fortunate; even if your positional rank doesn't meet the requirement, you can choose [Half-demon]." Kasadia smiled and said: "This high-order race, you shouldn't miss."

Lu pondered, his gaze shifting slightly.

...

"Octopus will suit you..."

...

"Celestial Clan is not bad..."

...

"Choose Witch Monster instead..."

...

"Ghost Clan is very fine..."

...

"Whoosh!"

As the transmission white light faded, Su Ming'an opened his eyes.

He sat up from the bed. It was a small room, with rainbow-colored flowers at the corner, the carpet embroidered with vibrant patterns, and a painting similar to "The Last Supper" hanging on the wall.

This world is indeed a Western setting.

He walked to the floor mirror to inspect his appearance.

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