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[...You are currently dying, Keizen...]
An ambiguous, yet unknown girlish-kind of voice was heard in the almost deaf ear of a severely wounded man lying in the corner of some wrecked place.
When he slowly opened his eyes, albeit in a weak way.
"Who's that? Hello?!"
He heard the voice, thus he shouted from the top of his lungs, in the direction where the sound came from.
"Hello, anyone there?"
"......"
But no one answered nor reacted to his voice.
"Probably, it's just an illusion I guess?"
He pondered looking at the solemn sky. Well, he's extremely exhausted and dying anyway so it doesn't matter anymore.
...It doesn't matter anymore....
"Well shit, I shouldn't be thinking like this infront of that damn death as I will now go to that place afterall, I don't want to look weak with them."
His cracked voice weakly echoed in the destroy terrain of this city, a once-known beautiful planet known as Avantheim, or the Planet of the Pixies— creatures born from mana of the universe. They were well-versed in transformation magic and are very cute in terms of their tiny appearance.
However, those pixies sacrificed their race and died when the Universal War happened.
"I am alone, ain't I?"
He sighed, observing the surroundings that he currently has, so he can notice if he have some enemies that he have to deal with.
This place... It's destroyed beyond repair, a gloomy place of death and wreckage, with its withered carcasses of plants and pixies in the terrain of this planet, destroyed monuments and buildings and even the Tree of life worshipped by the pixies was left with its husk in the middle city of this destroyed planet.
A once glorious planet.
A former mana advanced civilization in this universe.
Died in the hands of the God of Darkness.
Well, that also concludes the death of a pixies on this planet.
They fought with that God to begin with.
"Well, this place was pretty much a dead planet...and the planet I will die in."
He observed the various things in the place he's lying in, the husk of destroyed debris floating in the night sky, the flickering light of gloomy stars, the ethereal darkness of the space, the dead silence of the everlasting night of the universe.
He stared at the dead sky for the time being.
"..."
That's when he noticed something suddenly flickered in his slowly losing sight.
"....."
Tinggghh
And then the irritating sound followed.
When he looked at the thing flickering at his sight, he was deeply intrigued as this thing suddenly appeared in his face.
"What's this?"
He looked curiously at the mysticality infront of his eyes.
"I've never seen this before."
The appearance of something that even he, a man who had experienced many shits and saw many things in this universe— with knowledge towards the different kinds of materials in the universe rivaled even those who stood at the top of strength.
.....was shocked to the core.
"What the hell is this?"
He, still lying at the destroyed debris of a wreakage, slowly looked up to see the thing that flickered and appeared infront of his eyes without his notice on it, despite his immense sensitivity to magic and power of mana in this universe.
Although he's dying right now, his sensitivity was still on point so he didn't expect this kind of thing.
He didn't even feel anything, let alone expecting something like this to appear.
Aside from that sound that came first, he was confused as hell.
But curiousity got the best of him, he carefully observed the panel in front of him, with curiosity and carefulness at the same time.
"Interestingly, it looks like some kind of lost art."
The first deduction that he had made, looking at the thing ahead of him.
But that's when he remembered something.
"Or... someone was just messing with me."
Well, the only eye that he had in his face— desperately tried to grasp the uncertainty infront coupled with his silenced mouth.
It was still quite a huge shock for him.
He was alone yet, he suddenly found something like. As if it's messing with his already broken mind.
"Well, it's interesting on the other hand."
He was deeply intrigueous to the thing flickering into his slowly blurring view.
Then, something happened, and he heard those words again.
[...You are currently dying, Keizen.]
"So it's this thing, huh? What a godsend it is, I'm already you know? You're too late."
He knows that he's dying so it's okay.
However, knowledge was something that kept his loneliness at bay, and it's everything in this solemn universe for a person like him, alone and desperately fighting to live in this universe.
Even in his death bed, he still strives to know more about the uncertainties of this godforsaken universe.
And this thing infront of him, belongs to that group.
An anomaly of the universe.
It's an unknown that he can't wait to discover.
An uncertainty that only those with persistence will be able to know what this thing's essence is all about.
This unrecognizable panel of some sort, a highly advanced at that was one of those mysteries that he wanted to unveiled even in his last moments.
Well, it's a shame that he doesn't have that much time.
This thing was as he observed— it's floating with some unknown technology. It was a higher type of magic than those levitating spells that he knows like fly and levitation.
It was also colored in blue hue that probably symbolized something.
There's also some type of unknown written words that he can't fathom right now on his thing due to his blurring mind.
And this type of unknown energy that he can't even describe surrounding this phenomena.
He's deeply entranced.
That when his eye suddenly blurred.
"Ahh... Fuck! This can't be happening!"
It's caused by one sole reason— he was severely wounded and dying, it resulted in him losing his focus.
Moreover, it's one of the main indicators of the body slowly shutting down.
However, he ignored that notion of death.
Solely focusing on himself, indulging in the intricacies of this panel and its unknown origin.
It even gives his destroyed body the momentary strength it needs to study this thing even for just a moment.
And think about some things for the meantime.
Well, he thought of those legendary beings that achieved the peak of this universe.
Trascendents.
Being almost like Gods.
"This thing must probably be made by one of the transcendents that probably achieved the pinnacle of magic and technology."
He said with difficulty, slowly— feeling this glimpse of weakness in his tattered body.
And also, the feeling of the increased difficulty of breathing right now seems prevalent.
However, he still ignored that and thought again to himself.
These people, despite achieving the peak of the universal order...
Fall from grace and died, when they fought the God of Darkness, Ethos and the Dark Side of the Universe with all of its troops surrounding all sides of the universe.
These invaders have a sole intention.
It's to devour this universe that we lived in.
Thus, a Universal War began with inhabitants of this universe and its Transcendents— against the God of Darkness, Ethos, Dark Side of the Universe and their troops wanting to destroy this universe.
However, that's the story for the next time.
The ending regardless— was a completely devastating defeat for the native of this universe.
The enemy was so strong...
... And all of the Transcendentals died one by one, in many years of the bloody war that they had with the enemy.
That also led to him fleeing— every time.
However, the Fated of Universe finally got him.
That war also led him to his current condition; blooded holes in different parts of his chest that you can even see his severed internal organs such as his pierced lungs, his broken ribcage and his grazed heart, his ravished abdomen that you can literally gaze at the hanging intestines in his abdomen, destroyed shoulder blades and a missing left arm, his missing one eye that was gouged out and his lips and neck was filled with blood to the brim due to his wounds.
And lastly....
...a decapitated lower half.
Despite that, he paid no mind in his condition and continued to observe this thing.
Death was only the plausible ending for him afterall.
He sighed weakly. "Well, nothing will change regardless so I will take my chances to know this thing or die without fighting or knowing."
"So I can have a purpose..."
"A purpose...in my life."
Tears combined with blood slowly trickled in his only left eye, looking at the vast universe that they tried to protect before, with just the sole intention to protect it even if they died severely.
"You know, we will protect this place even if we died, okay? It's the duty of us, the protectors of this universe. We want to protect it because our loved ones was living on it."
The leader of the transcendents, Alicia del Nestriala, said to us, looking enthusiastic in fighting and protecting this universe they loved.
Well, it's a big mistake to be enthusiastic in this war.
She died at the hands of the God of Death.
My friends lost and died, I'm...
The only one left.
The last man of the universe.
"This is what it feels to die huh? But not as bad as being killed by those monsters, I guess."
He sighed, looking at the panel of some sorts in one eye.
Remembering the deaths of the people that he loved gives him this tranquility of knowing that he will see them again.
Everyone died excluding him.
And he's tired of it all.
He wants to end it all.
He wants to die badly.
But...
"Fuck! I can't even glimpse the foundation of this thing."
He remorsefully said, looking at the thing floating in his view, he was momentarily lost at the high complexity of the thing that he was observing.
Well, he just focused himself on the thing before him.
It doesn't matter anymore, right?
That's when he slowly felt the coldness of death; the intense shivering of the body, the much more increased difficulty in breathing compared before, the dryness of his throat, the uncontrollable spasm of his muscles, his one eye slowly losing its focus and his heartbeat— it's slowly stopping from beating.
Despite all of that, he now ignored the panel infront of him, and stared at the gloomy stars in the night sky.
There's one thing that he realized before.
"It's a shame, I haven't been able to redeem myself to you guys."
Looking at these heavenly bodies as if it's cursing him, these things were completely devoured and lost its light in the passage of Universal War.
He stared at the night sky for one last time, as he noticed something.
His eyes can't see anymore.
"Ahh, shit."
Then he tried to use his hearing.
That's when he heard something.
He heard the voice of the unknown girl talking to him from the panel earlier.
But he can't comprehend it right now.
Slowly...
Slowly...
...So this is death...?
...Not a bad feeling, I guess...
He slowly closed his eyes.
All the voices in his head became black and silence surrounds him.
[Detecting! The Impending Death of the Last Survivor of this Universe.]
[The System will use all of its backup power to —omitted.]
[Implementing! The Final Resort of this Universe.]
[Material needed: The Chasm of Time.]
[Searching for a suitable world...]
[Searching.....]
[Searching.....]
[Searching.....]
[Searching...]
[Searching.....]
[Nothing was found...]
[Searching retry...]
[Searching retry.....]
[S-Searching r-retry....]
[S-Searching -etry.....]
[Finally, -he System found o-one suitable w-world.]
[C-Connecting....]
[-onnecting...]
[--nnecting.....]
The system glowed in a barren wrecked place of debris.
[-----ection Complete!]
The transfer will now start.....
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[-------fer Complete!]
[Due to malfunction, the system will use all of its backup power to save Keizen al Nevestria.]
[Material: The Destroyed Soul of the God of Time.]
[Completed!]
[Now, the System will give its final message to the New Host.]
[Goodbye, my —omitted.]