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Chapter 109 - The Final Decision, Mamoru's Feelings


The top floor, the Throne of Divine Decree. Beyond the throne spread a digital void where gold and silver intersected. Floating at its center was a transparent, cube-shaped interface.

The Game Creator's Exclusive Control Panel.

Standing behind it was Creator God Sephillos Code. The true identity of the man with the mask removed was the game developer who once designed Legend of Brave Regalia.

Toshio Imada.

Mamoru took a step onto the transparent floor of code.

"...I saw it, your 'self-love museum.' Your past glories, your defeats, your regrets."

Sephillos Code quietly closed his eyes.

"I see. That was... a 'space connecting the memories of the player's journey and the developer's soul' that I dreamed of creating when I was alive."

"Don't try to make it sound so noble. That was the history of a terrible developer forcing his own ideology onto the players, wasn't it?"

"...Haha, you're harsh. But that's fine. If that's how you felt, then that, too, is a 'truth.'"

"Mamoru. Do you now wish to return this world to the 'original Brave Regalia'?"

"Yeah. I want to restore the world and the lives that Ares destroyed. That is my answer."

Sephillos pointed to the control panel behind him. On its surface, a string of red, flashing text appeared.

【REBOOT_PROGRAM.EXE】──Reconstruct to Initial World

"It is here. The code to return to the original 'piece of trash' Brave Regalia. I have prepared it. But."

He slowly turned around and looked Mamoru in the eye.

"The moment you 'execute' it... all evolution will be lost. Your body, your soul, even your memories will vanish. Your comrades will become mere 'small fry monster mobs'... they will live without knowing anything and eventually be easily killed by the hero."

Mamoru bit his lip but did not look away.

"...I won't have any regrets. If our memories disappear, then I just need to be the only one who remembers them. It's far better than leaving the world broken."

Sephillos let out a breath of admiration.

"You still won't change your mind? You are trying to throw away the 'future' with your own will."

"That's precisely why I won't change it. 'Freedom' isn't just about choosing. It's about 'shouldering what you've chosen.'"

Silence fell.

The entire space of the tower vibrated at a low frequency, as if recording Mamoru's words.

And then.

"Then, seize that wish... with your own 'power.'"

"Try to erase me, a god."

"This Creator God Sephillos Code."

With a flash of light, the man's form transformed. His entire body was woven from silver data code, and six pairs of shining wings appeared on his back.

His face remained human, but his eyes constantly flowed and changed like 'equations.' He was the god who governed the design, records, and destruction of this entire world.

"You are an interesting error..."

"But errors must be 'corrected.' That is the duty of a game designer."

The entire tower began to hum like an alarm.

The top floor of Ark-Lore-Crest transformed. Space itself was reconstructed into the Calculation Battlefield (Over-Debug Zone).

There was no ceiling or floor, everything became a 'sea of equations,' and amidst a swirling storm of code, the god's sword manifested.

The White Slaying Light Sword (Sephilium Error). The world-deleting sword that the Game God wields to correct 'bugs' in the program.

"Come, Mamoru. If you are the final variable... then try to destroy this god."

Mamoru, too, took a step forward with his comrades.

"I, we, are not the 'created correct answer.' We believe in the 'future we fought to choose.'"

"Let's go, everyone. This is... the final battle to take back our original selves."

At last, the final, fateful battle between the Creator God and the reincarnator and his monsters begins.

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