Ubermensch - Chapter 195 - Lightnovelasia

Chapter 195

At the same time the Destroyer perished, the evil gods that had filled the universe lost their power and vanished.

The machines stopped, and the evil gods disappeared.

The gods looked at each other and looked around the universe in disbelief.

“We… drove away the Destroyer.”

The Destroyer was the very manifestation of evil. As long as evil and violence could not be eradicated from people, it would not disappear completely.

But the Destroyer would never surpass Oztalon again.

The essence of the Destroyer was greatly wounded, and above all, ‘Mason’, the Destroyer’s true body, had become Oztalon.

Therefore, all the gods understood.

“We won.”

With Borbados’ low murmur, all the gods rejoiced.

Especially Nodens, who had driven away Azathoth, closed his eyes tightly.

“With this, my original sin has come to an end.”

The trigger for the Destroyer’s birth was the invasion of monsters, and those monsters were the dimension-shifting lifeforms, Life Seeds, that Nodens had created.

Nodens was a bastion of good people, but he was also the root of all evil.

Until he was separated from Azathoth.

Rumble…

Mason’s body landed on Nymphassil. His body gradually shrank, finally transforming into human size and entering Nymphassil.

There was silence. There was stillness.

It was a silence that meant they didn’t know how to react.

“Uh… hello?”

As Mason waved his hand with an awkward expression, Deroa was the first to rush at him.

“Good job, big guy!”

Deroa’s small body clung to Mason’s neck.

Following her, the members of Oztalon’s Pantheon approached Mason. They cheered and approached Mason, and the Spirit Dragon, who had returned to the hangar, scoffed.

“It was a fight that did end…”

It was the end of a long fight.

However, it was not a complete end.

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The Destroyer had fallen.

However, he had left behind a colossal scar.

Leaving aside the cracks he made in space-time while playing with time, he had extinguished too many lives and too many dimensions.

In order to stabilize the dimensions, the vanished dimensions and distorted time had to be corrected.

“We need to fix time and space.”

“How?”

“The Destroyer killed the Lord of Time and usurped his power. And now that ‘Mason’ is inside you, you’ll have some of that power.”

“Really?”

Mason closed his eyes and looked at himself.

And when he opened his eyes, he realized that the power of time resided within him.

“You’re right. I have the power of time.”

Mason went outside Nymphassil and reached out his hand toward outer space.

“Time.”

At the same time, one of the Battlestars belonging to the Destroyer’s forces was dismantled. And the star, once the sun, returned to the center of the solar system, and the other planets and satellites also returned to their places.

The last thing to be restored was the planet that was destroyed first.

“Earth…!”

From the moment he awakened the power of time, Mason had anticipated this situation. However, seeing it in reality, he felt his heart swell.

“I saved it. I saved it!”

Mason said to Deroa.

“Our Earth, our people are alive!”

Under that blue star, countless people lived. Infinite thoughts were circulating, and memories and reminiscences were also lingering.

Earth was where Mason was born and his hometown.

“Seo Yeonhee too? Is Seo Yeonhee alive too?”

“Yes!”

Deroa also smiled brightly and raised her hands high.

“Yay!”

Looking at the two people dancing with joy, Nodens said in a calm voice.

“Leave the flow of time to me.”

The Lord of Time was a Greater God. His power was immense. If Mason managed it alone, he would be too busy with the duty of managing time to move.

“You just use the power to reverse time and restore other universes. That would be more efficient.”

“Okay.”

Mason turned his back and looked at the infinite universe and dimensions.

There were countless space-times and dimensions that the Destroyer had broken.

Each of those near-infinite Battlestars was a mark of a vanished universe. It was daunting even to count them, so how long would it take to restore them all?

I have to do it. I, who created the Destroyer.

At that moment, Deroa, who looked up at Mason’s determined face, pulled on his clothes.

“Hey, big guy. Where are you going?”

She looked back.

“Our home is right there!”

“You go back, Deroa. To Seo Yeonhee. To your people.”

Mason smiled softly.

“Countless universes and dimensions await my touch…”

“Seo Yeonhee will be waiting for you too. Yekaterina too, and…”

Deroa hesitated for a moment and opened her mouth.

“…I will be waiting for you too.”

“I know. I’ll be back someday.”

Mason knelt on one knee and faced Deroa.

“I promise. I will definitely come back someday. While waiting for that day… I will navigate through eons of stars and dimensions.”

“That’s… that’s…”

Deroa had also fought on the front lines of the gods’ battlefield. She could see the world from the gods’ perspective, and she had witnessed the atrocities committed by the Destroyer.

So she knew.

How long it would take to repair all that destruction.

And she couldn’t help but know that Mason was the only one who could do it.

“But… that’s too cruel for you…”

And… how lonely a path it would be.

“As long as there is evil in people, the Destroyer will be resurrected someday. Considering that he will interfere, your path will be longer and more difficult. Are you saying this knowing that?”

“I know, Deroa. That’s why I have to do it.”

But Mason smiled.

“Since I have a place to return to, it won’t be so lonely. No matter how long and arduous the road, there will definitely be an end.”

“Huh?”

Mason had a puzzled expression.

It wasn’t Deroa who said that. It wasn’t anyone else here who said that.

It was Mason talking to himself.

No.

It was ‘Mason’.

‘Mason’, who resided within Oztalon, was speaking to Mason.

“Mason?”

Mason instinctively knew what ‘Mason’ was thinking. Because it was his own thought.

“What are you trying to say?”

‘Mason’ asked Mason.

Mason answered without hesitation.

“Choice.”

Wrong choices made Mason the Destroyer, and right choices made Mason the guardian deity.

One choice of one person changes one person. The people gathered in this way change the world.

Therefore, there was nothing more precious to Oztalon than people, and as long as there was nothing more precious than people, he could only be the guardian deity.

The moment he felt ‘Mason’ smirk.

Thud!

Mason collapsed on the spot.

“Mason?”

Deroa was startled.

Looking at the god standing behind Mason.

“…Oztalon?”

Looking at Mason who had fallen in front of Oztalon.

“What’s going on?”

‘Mason’, no, Oztalon looked at Deroa, who was tilting her head.

“You heard his answer, Deroa. What changes human nature is choice, and…”

Oztalon smiled serenely.

“The right to choose is ‘mine’.”

Mason was a clone of ‘Mason’. It was a perfect clone that even replicated his karma. Conversely, if the original ‘Mason’ wanted to, he could separate Mason from Oztalon.

Mason looked at Oztalon.

“Why…?”

“Because this is my choice.”

Oztalon smiled serenely.

“Mason. You have people who will make you happy, and I have people I need to atone for. So… this is the right choice.”

‘Mason’, as the Destroyer, had the original sin of destroying countless dimensions and exterminating races. Even though it was his madness, it was still what the Destroyer had done.

“But then you’ll have to wander the dimensions forever, performing salvation? You’ll have to fight the Destroyer forever?”

Oztalon smiled.

“There will be an end someday. And that day will be the day I can be saved too.”

“But…”

“Don’t pity me, and believe in me. May this heart of mine endure my long journey…”

Mason thought for a moment and then held out his hand.

“Don’t forget, Oztalon. You are the guardian deity, so you must protect yourself too.”

“Yes, Mason. I promise. I swear I will never collapse.”

Oztalon clasped Mason’s hand.

“Make Kacha happy. Seo Yeonhee too, Deroa too. And… yourself too.”

As Mason nodded, Oztalon’s body floated up.

His body flew toward the Destroyer’s Battlestar.

“Yes.”

What remained there was the Serious God.

“I need you. Will you be with me?”

In the battle of information lifeforms with the exact same performance, what determined victory or defeat was the difference between realizing one’s reason for existence or not.

The answer to that question was choice.

However, that was only the answer created by the human named Mason.

Sometimes, the process of creating the answer was more important than the answer itself.

The Serious God had not yet created his own answer.

“Thank you.”

Oztalon looked at the broken sword, Red Girl.

“You don’t have to go with them, do you?”

Red Girl said with her arms crossed.

“…Humph.”

Oztalon wore Red Girl on his waist.

The Serious God asked.

“The Murim dimension.”

Oztalon smiled.

“Let’s start by getting the woman who slaps the best in the world out of the warehouse.”

Watching the Battlestar move away, Nymphassil also began to move forward.

“Worldship, Nymphassil, advance!”

Teshub advanced Nymphassil.

The place they had once invaded as invaders, they were now descending upon to take a friend back to his homeland.

Rumble!

The place Nymphassil landed was a plain near Gwangju.

As players and the military swarmed like ants, Mason and Deroa set foot on the ground.

“Deroa!”

Seo Yeonhee ran to Deroa.

“You’re safe!”

“I’m not just safe!”

Deroa bragged.

“This big sister saved the universe, you know!”

“…Huh?”

Seo Yeonhee, with a puzzled expression, looked at Mason.

“Is it true…?”

Mason winked.

“Have you ever seen Deroa lie?”

“Many times…”

“…”

And, parting the wall of people, one person was walking toward them.

Yekaterina. The Forgotten God. The Lord of the Players. The King of the Pseudo-Humans.

And… a woman who was saved by Mason.

“Mr. Mason…”

Yekaterina hugged Mason, and Mason hugged her back.

“Tell me everything is over. Pain, misfortune, nightmares. Tell me it’s all over now.”

Looking at Yekaterina sobbing, Mason comforted her.

“It’s over now. It’s all over, Kacha.”

One myth had ended, and now another story was beginning.

A story that ended in despair after hope crumbled.

And a story that regained hope beyond despair.

Clink!

A cold beer can flew towards Mason, and Mason caught it.

“Welcome back, boss.”

Andrei grinned and said.

“Shall we have a drink sometime?”

“Yeah, let’s do that.”

Mason looked up at the sky, no, the universe and grinned.

“I have a lot to tell you too!”

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Thus, one myth ended.

As with all stories, the story was added to and subtracted from every time it passed through a speaker. In that story, where additions and deletions were repeated by each person and civilization, there were always two gods.

The Destroyer, who was born as a savior but was betrayed by people and fell into corruption, and the guardian deity, who was born from a fragment of the Destroyer but believed in people and became a symbol of hope.

“Do you know what the lesson of this myth is?”

Princess Nefertiti of Planet Ormund smiled at the words of the theology professor and answered.

“Is it that those who believe will be blessed?”

“No. It is that those who wish to be saved must be kinder than anyone else.”

“Are you talking about the Law of Mercy?”

“That’s right.”

The Law of Mercy was one of the fundamental doctrines of the Oztalon faith. It was to be kind to strangers and help those in need.

“We must not forget the Law of Mercy. Remember that even the smallest evil deed can be a seed that resurrects the Destroyer, and even the smallest good deed can be a right to receive the mercy of the guardian deity.”

“Yes, teacher.”

Princess Nefertiti got up from her seat.

“Then, may I go out and play now?”

“Of course you may.”

Nefertiti took her steps.

The place she headed was where a beggar with a deeply pulled-down hood was sitting.

Nefertiti held out a Yamyam fruit.

“Here you go, mister.”

“Do you know who I am?”

“No, I don’t.”

“Do you know why I came here?”

“No, I don’t!”

Nefertiti smiled brightly.

“But I thought you might be hungry after sitting all day!”

The Yamyam fruit was full of fruit worms. It was one of the children’s favorite snacks.

The beggar slurped up the fruit worms like noodles and said.

“Something bad will happen to you.”

“Huh? How bad?”

“Very, very bad.”

At that moment, the sky began to darken.

Royal guards, heavily armed in brass armor, rushed in.

“Princess! The astronomers have warned about the Destroyer!”

“Take refuge in Nodens’ Temple quickly!”

At that time, the beggar slowly got up and reached out his hand.

“It’s too late, child.”

The beggar’s body disappeared in an instant, and then it became a giant shadow, covering everything.

“Aaaagh!”

“Aaaagh!”

Amidst the screams, the hideous, distorted voice of the beggar was heard.

“From the moment I appeared, nothing but despair and death remain for you.”

“Ah, who are you, mister?”

“I am Yog-Sothoth. The Destroyer Yog-Sothoth!”

“Help me!”

Nefertiti knelt down.

“Someone, please help me!”

“Cry all you want. No one will hear your cries…”

At that moment, a broken sword pierced the shadow, piercing the cloud-covered sky.

Bang!

At the same time, the shadow was blown away like mist before the wind.

“Ugh!”

As the dark clouds cleared and the dawn light shone, a giant god in armor stood majestically.

Nefertiti looked at the back of the giant god with awe.

Those were sturdy shoulders that would bravely face any disaster and protect those behind him from all calamities.

“I have come. I have finally come.”

The giant, strangely-shaped god looked back and grinned.

“The guardian deity has come to you!”

(The End)