"You've seen for yourself how terrifying 'He' is.
When it cos down to it, before [War] launched that 'comical' war of his, we had never truly understood 'Him.'
Now it's clear — every sche against 'Him' was futile.
In this farce, the fact that this starry sky survived at all is already a miracle. Returning completely to how things were before is no longer possible.
[Ti] did reset the world, but everything that had been 'tainted' by contact with 'Him' remained beyond [Ti]'s control.
Take [War], for instance. He... can never co back.
Ha — perhaps it's better that way. Better than having Him try again with another comical war.
[Order] fell, [Truth] self-destructed, [War] was annihilated. [Civilization] no longer exists.
That is likely the guidance Origin, high above, has given us through these events.
'He' is warning us — even if we know we are not a true civilization, do not attempt to resist. Because all who resist will be erased without a trace, just like [War]."
"..."
While these interpretations were most likely [Deceit]'s unilateral reading of Origin's will, Cheng Shi felt his Benefactor was right — Origin truly didn't care about civilization.
'He' only cared about 'His' experint. Or, as Scarred Cheng Shi had put it, He only observed His experint.
As long as the experint remained intact, everything else was irrelevant.
That was probably also why 'He' hadn't pursued this world's reset — no matter how the contents thrashed around, as long as they didn't affect other experints, they were at most a "defective product."
And before the experintal results materialized, even a "defective product" held so observational value.
Ha — what a despairing world.
Cheng Shi's eyes were heavy with gravity, his heart filled with sorrow. But he quickly shook off the stray thoughts and refocused on the present.
The Fun God's words carried enormous amounts of information — far beyond pessimism about the real universe.
If things tainted by Origin couldn't be regressed, then [War] could never return. [Civilization]'s Divine Throne would remain empty forever.
But what about [Truth]?
When you thought about it, [Truth] had only conducted His experint within this starry sky. Even if He found a path to the real universe, He had died before making contact with Origin — so strictly speaking, He shouldn't count as "tainted"...
Cheng Shi looked up in confusion, only to hear the Fun God continue calmly:
"When nding a broken object, you can't just focus on the cracks — you must also find what caused them."
"!!!"
That single sentence made Cheng Shi's pupils contract violently, a tremor running through his entire body!
[Truth] was not dead!
No — [Truth] had indeed died. But He hadn't died from self-destruction. During [Ti]'s regression, He had died at the hands of...
[Deceit] and [Ti]!
In this world reset, [Ti] could definitely determine which targets were regressed and which were not — that was why so gods retained mories while others didn't.
If that was the case, then [Truth] — who had never made contact with Origin — should have been resurrected through the world's reset.
But He wasn't!
Because He was an uncertainty in this starry sky. No one could guarantee that a resurrected [Truth] wouldn't pursue truth again and tear through the heavens for a second ti.
So as the "savior," [Ti] had exiled Him during the temporal reset!
Which ant the one who had awarded Cheng Shi those 20 points as "Truth" was probably...
[Deceit]!
Of course — only the Fun God would give soone a C rating and then add 20 points.
He hadn't just exiled [Truth] — He had stolen [Truth]'s Divine Throne and Authority.
But had the Convention simply gone along with this?
Could they really manipulate the Convention through such ans?
Cheng Shi was stunned. Then he thought of [War] — if the Fun God had taken everything from [Truth], had He also taken everything from [War]?
No, that seed different. [War] had died in the real universe. Did His Authority even still exist?
At this point... did the Convention even work?
Although the Convention safeguarded all divine rights to prevent their loss, the one who had "lost" [War]'s Authority this ti was the Creator Origin Himself!
A contract signed among gods couldn't possibly bind 'Him,' so then...
"You've guessed half of it right.
[War]'s Authority is indeed no longer under this starry sky."
Those eyes curved upward at the corners, clearly appreciating His follower's sharp mind.
Cheng Shi was taken aback:
"Not under this starry sky?
You an His Authority drifted into the real universe? It didn't vanish?!"
"Correct — but that's only my conjecture.
There are many entangled factors and it's hard to explain clearly. You only need to know that Authority differs from tangible things — it's tied to faith, and its anchor remains within this starry sky.
So as long as this world endures, [War]'s Authority almost certainly won't disappear.
But exactly where it ended up — no one can say."
Hearing this, Cheng Shi's heart skipped a beat.
The way the Fun God said this gave a certain impression...
'You're not planning to go into the real universe and pick up [War]'s Authority, are you?'
'No, wait—!'
Cheng Shi's eyes widened. He stared at those divine eyes with an incredulous expression: "You're not planning to go into the real universe and collect every scattered piece of [War]'s Authority, are you?!"
Those eyes froze for a mont, then let out a derisive snort:
"Seeing greed in yourself, you see greed in all.
What — does the Greed Lord think that his sidelined Benefactor is just as greedy as him?"
"..."
'You don't have to be that aggressive — I didn't even do anything greedy this ti.'
But Cheng Shi still felt he'd guessed right. After recognizing Origin's terror, [Deceit] would inevitably try to accumulate power by every possible ans. Even if that power was too weak to challenge the Creator, it was still better than nothing.
Knowing he couldn't dissuade Him, Cheng Shi could only sigh: "Please... be careful."
Those divine eyes softened for an instant, then snorted with amusent:
"Be careful of what?
If even you can think of this, do you really believe the versions of
in other slice universes can't?
Authority stripped of its faith anchor most likely can't be used in other worlds. When the ti cos, I'll simply follow in their footsteps and collect that fool's Authority. What's so difficult about that?"
"..."
'If You hadn't brought up the other versions of Yourself, things might've been fine. But ntioning the other slice universe Fun Gods...'
'Benefactor — do you have any idea what you're like?'
'I'm terrified that when a bunch of [Deceits] get together, not a single one will step forward first. They'll all wait for soone else to go — and then waste days accomplishing nothing.'
'And knowing their luck, after dragging their feet, they'll band together and decide to pull another [War]-style performance art piece...'
'And then the sky... would have to fall all over again.'
Cheng Shi felt he should try once more. He carefully chose his words:
"You've already secured [Truth]'s Authority. Why not play it safe?
I'm guessing the 20 points from that trial were also from You — which ans You didn't just get the Authority. You used the world reset as an opportunity to claim [Truth]'s Divine Throne.
Even if it was an accident, Your harvest is more than enough. Since power from this tiny world can't challenge the Creator of the real universe, why take the risk?"
Cheng Shi's words were sincere, tinged with a sliver of genuine fear. [Deceit] fell silent for a long while before the corners of His eyes rose again, and He answered with a single line:
"It's not that I want to — it's that this world needs it.
To achieve the Fixed Destiny, the Authority of all gods is essential!"
"!!!!!"
'What?'
'You're the leader of the Fear Faction, and you're talking about the Fixed Destiny?!'
'No way...'
Cheng Shi was floored. He blinked frantically, certain he'd misheard.
Was this really the Fun God?
'Please don't tell
this is [Fate] wearing a disguise!'
"What do You actually—"
Cheng Shi was about to ask what the Fun God ant — but at that very mont, a pair of eyes cold as frost opened right beside the first pair!
Looking at these two identical sets of eyes, Cheng Shi's heart lurched.
'Oh no — the real [Fate] is here!'
The instant [Fate] appeared, the Void froze over under a challenge as cold as the cosmos itself:
"I saw the world's path sever and then continue. [Deceit] — what are you playing at this ti!"
[Deceit] fired back with a sneer:
"Tch—
Strange. There may not be countless gods in existence, but there are at least a dozen or so. And every ti sothing goes wrong, it's automatically my fault?
If you want to pick a fight, you don't need so trumped-up excuse.
What — couldn't find [Truth], so you want to take it out on ?
I'm not the one who shoved your follower into that trial. Your follower was 'devoutly' serving too many Benefactors — bla him. [Truth] used him to sche against . If anything, I'm the victim here. I haven't even found anyone to air my grievances to — and you co knocking on my door.
Fine then — want to fight?"
"..."
'When gods fight, mortals suffer.'
Standing beneath those two pairs of divine eyes, Cheng Shi trembled and dared not speak.
'Fun God, you're unbelievable!'
'How can you divert trouble onto soone else even now?!'
'What do you an "devoutly" serving too many Benefactors? Did I choose which faiths to integrate?'
'Wasn't it all arranged by you?'
'You want justice? Who do I go to for justice?!'
But Cheng Shi also caught the subtext — the Fun God was signaling to him. The ssage was clear: in this world reset, [Fate] was one of the gods who had lost His mories.
...
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