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The truth has vanished, all the rules of the game created by the Father have become air, there is no more power or law, no more gods or mortals, and the curse of this world has been healed.

Tess then removed her cloak, transforming from a moonlit hunter back into a gentle duchess. She gently cradled her husband's remains in her arms, silently weeping.

The evil spirit commander was already beyond dead. He paid the ultimate price for the path he believed in, including his soul. He earned the respect of the survivors, but will also be forever despised by the dead and tormented in another realm.

With the dust settled, Tess no longer cared about anything. In her final act, she plunged the katana that had reaped countless lives into her own chest and lay eternal rest beside her husband. The Father and the Night Mother had both lost; the ending was not as they had predicted.

Alicia's eyes were red but she did not stop it. The eight demon arm that had been severed by the Divine Seer returned to Joanna's original form and she also silently watched this scene. The weak Serantia stood up with the help of Sion, her eyes filled with hatred. Suicide would not change anything.

Everyone's feelings were extremely complicated. They could not forgive Tess for what she had done, but at least they were willing to respect everyone's choices. Everything ended there. In the eyes of the Capricorn Envoy, there was both anger and pity. He, too, had lost the love of his life because of the curse called Truth.

Nolan saw everything, then turned to look at the loyal followers on the Chaotic Throne; Purgatory was silent.

A fleeting moment, or an eternity?

How should the void define this deadlock?

"I want to ask you a question. Regardless of gods, mortals, nobility, or lowliness, I question the souls of all of you equally."

Nolan's voice awakened the survivors, regardless of whether they had been mourning, repenting, regretting, or taking things easy.

"If destruction is inevitable, all your efforts will be meaningless. So why would you fight for everything that belongs to you, even knowing that it will end in the near future and that nothing can be preserved but memories? The outcome will not change."

"......"

The dilapidated temple of the gods fell silent, and everyone looked at the crumbling Pillar of Creation, the one that was supporting this overburdened world.

At this point, someone responded, saying the following.

“If you define the outcome as eternal, then everything is worthless. But for me, you are the outcome. I am still alive to see you, and that is the best outcome for me. How can it be meaningless?”

Nolan's gaze was gentle, and Messiah's melodious voice clearly reached her ears. She simply gave her beloved a victory sign with joy, feeling fortunate that she had successfully saved the world and her companions, even though that person had become somewhat unfamiliar and distant.

Following that, Zinora spoke up: "My result is the happiness of the people, the reunion of families, the protection of loved ones. Every day they are safe and sound is valuable to me. Every day is my result, every day is important. It will change, regardless of the final destination of all things."

"That's right, memories aren't the root of pain; they're the driving force that propels us forward..."

"Some people choose to live in the future, some choose to live in the present, and some choose to live in the past. The outcome cannot be defined by force."

"You think this problem has no solution, but I don't want to solve it at all. This is my answer."

"The reason why is that we once truly lived in this world, no longer anyone's believer, no longer anyone's servant, no longer anyone's livestock!"

......

Perhaps touched by the witch's sincere wish, people poured out their truest thoughts, and their words were clearly conveyed to the destroyers of all realms, gradually melting away the turbulent divinity.

Nolan looked at his fair hands. Thanks to Asteria, she had also lived as a mortal for so long.

This is a complex world, but also a beautiful one. When it no longer needs truth or gods, and returns this world to its true owner, perhaps annihilation is the true rebirth.

Nolan closed his eyes, feeling the world's pain, the world's joy, and the happiness and sorrow of all realms. When he opened his eyes again, his gaze was clear, and he was full of curiosity about everything.

"This is the answer I want to hear. Every minute and every second has a result. Eternity should not be the transcendence you seek. Go ahead and pursue all results, no matter how insignificant they may be."

With a snap of his fingers, the heavens collapsed, and the entire Supreme Divine Court shattered, turning into specks of stardust scattered across the realms.

When all the survivors awoke in the mortal world, they were filled with disbelief. No one was even sure whether what had happened there was real or a dream. But the cataclysm of the Eternal Night had indeed ruled the entire world. However, the nightmare would eventually pass, and from now on, every day and night would be returned to mortals by the Lord of Chaos.

On that day, the countdown returned to its starting point, and star diamonds became the cheapest thing in the world, falling to earth and appearing everywhere. Legend has it that they were the masterpiece of the destroyers of all realms.

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That's the end of the story. I apologize for any dissatisfaction you may have due to my limited abilities. See you again someday.

Regarding that newly started Xianxia novel, although I really wanted to pick it up and rewrite it, I couldn't renew the contract for the book that was already on the market, and it would be very difficult to continue writing in the old pit. So the reincarnation failed, and there is no "new book" for the time being. I'm very sorry.