Mortals had their own limits. Gods were bound by their realms. Divine power was categorized into tiers—Tiny, Weak, Moderate, Powerful, and Great. Mortals dream of igniting divine fire, acquiring divinity, and wielding authority to define their existence.
Yet, these were rely the basics of becoming a god.
The journey of divinity was long and arduous.
Even the God of Light, who had ruled the magical world for countless millennia, only attained moderate divinity. At the ti of his death, he was consud with regret for not ascending to the rank of a powerful god.
But now, the gods of the infinite planes no longer concern themselves with promotion.
The chaos brought by Krisha Kristina has signaled the twilight of the gods. A witch who defies divine authority has risen, wandering through the chaos and bringing death to all gods indiscriminately.
“How dare you challenge the majesty of the divine!”
“I am the king of the ancient gods! None have dared to kill since the dawn of ti!”
“You devil! You walk the path of your own destruction!”
The gods’ fury was unrelenting.
They united to hunt the witch, chasing her into the chaotic void. Yet, no matter how many tis they pursued or wounded her, Krisha returned stronger each ti.
Years passed in the tiless chaos. The infinite planes of existence beca scarred and fragnted, bearing the marks of her battles with the gods. Ultimately, the witch erged victorious.
She absorbed the authority of the Chaos Gods, consolidating the concepts of order and disorder within herself. Only a handful of benevolent gods were spared, and from then on, the worlds sang her praises.
The age of the gods had ended. The Supre One had risen. Immortal. Singular. Omniscient. Omnipotent. Creator and destroyer.
Krisha stood atop the corpses of fallen gods, indifferent to the crown offered by the worlds. She waited. She would always wait.
“Master, I will always wait for you.”
“Always and forever.”
Her voice, soft and resolute, echoed through the chaos. Ti and space bent at her fingertips. mories materialized—fragnts of her life with Xu Xi. Imrsed in these echoes, she clung to their false warmth.
Even with supre mastery over ti and space, she knew she could not bring Xu Xi back. So, the ever-obedient Krisha chose to wait. For the next day, the next year, or the next era, she would wait.
“Master.”
“Eternal life seems… not so bad.”
“At least it gives another chance to et you.”
Krisha, frozen forever at the age of 17, sat quietly in the boundless chaos. Ti did not pass for her. The brilliant crowns offered by countless worlds lingered behind her, unclaid and shattered. They symbolized her undeniable supremacy, but she had no need for them to define her worth.
…
In the real world, Xu Xi lay on the sofa, still worrying about Krisha.
“I hope that after I’m gone, that kid Krisha will know how to take care of herself. Even if she can’t defeat the gods, she should at least know how to escape quickly.”
“With her talent, as long as she has enough ti, she should be able to stand on her own.”
His thoughts were interrupted by the familiar chi of the simulator.
[Ding! Second simulation statistics completed]
[Congratulations to the host for activating the following achievents: Master of Elents, Beginning and End, Witch’s Redemption, Dragon Whisperer Physics, Creator of Ragnarok, His Only.]
[Master of Elents]: Your unparalleled mastery of elental magic astonishes even the gods.
[Beginning and End]: Your mortal life began and ended in Allenson City, peacefully closing the cycle.
[Witch’s Redemption]: You beca the light that illuminated the witch’s path, giving her hope and purpose. Your place in her heart is irreplaceable.
[Dragon Whisperer·Physics]: Your encounters with dragons always ended in bloodshed.
[Creator of Ragnarok]: Your death marked the beginning of the gods’ demise, shaking the very fabric of the worlds.
[His Only One]: To the Supre, all worlds bow. Yet to her, you are the only one.
“So many achievents?” Xu Xi murmured, surprised. The first simulation had only yielded four achievents, but now there were six.
“Having more achievents is always a good thing. It ans a higher settlent evaluation.”
He pondered over what might have happened after his death.
The end of the gods?
A witch rising to power?
His curiosity deepened.
“The gods extinguished, the Supre reigning… Could Krisha have done all that after my death?”
His concerns for the witch began to dissipate.
The achievents alone proved that Krisha had surpassed all expectations, carving a legacy that even the gods revered.
He turned his attention back to the simulation panel.
[Simulation summary: You maximized your talents, becoming the strongest Holy Domain Magister in human history. Although you failed to transcend mortality and beco a god, your death paved the way for the birth of the Supre God, earning you the reverence of countless worlds.]
[Simulation final evaluation: S]
[Rewards are being generated…]
[Choose four of the following five rewards to receive imdiately:]
[1. The pinnacle state in the Sims.]
[2. All magic in the Sims.]
[3. Enhanced Elental Perception.]
[4. Power of Faith Control thod.]
[5. A broken and burnt wand.]
“Four choices this ti? The evaluation must have improved from S- to S.”
His gaze lingered on the options. Each held imnse value, and he weighed them carefully. The mories of his ti with Krisha flashed through his mind as he prepared to make his decision.
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