Facing the full awakening of what could effectively be called the end of all worlds, I almost began to harbour doubts about whether I could truly handle it or not.
Reality is the best power there is, but she isn't omnipotent.
All I needed to do was take a glance at the sky.
In fact, anyone, regardless of location, could look up and see it.
The ceaseless devourer, a so-called world ender.
Witnessing it with one's bare eyes was alone a tough task to handle for one with a mortal mind.
That's why.
Even with Reality, was it really possible to win against something like that?
...No. That's beside the point.
Whether or not it can or cannot be beaten, is not relevant to me, at least for now.
I had to remind myself.
My goal―to reach the plane of the Highest Existence.
To escape the labyrinth of countless, meaningless worlds that couldn't even be called a fraction as 'real' as what the one that lay above had to offer.
