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Chapter 16 - CHAPTER 354 EVERYONE’S LAST (8)

From the infinite peak at the top of the lighthouse, Epherene was gazing up at the sky. She raised her head as if to touch the stars.

Swoooosh…

Her eyes contained the celestial body descending from above. It sank like a pebble in a pond.

She'd be lying if she said she wasn't afraid of it. Her fingers kept trembling, scratching at her robe's sleeves, and her heart wouldn't stop pounding.

Still, she managed to calm herself. Now, she believed in her current self, the past self that she hadn't yet met, and Deculein.

Gwoooh-

As she looked around, the most majestic Psychokinesis ever cast was realized through Deculein's heart. It moved everyone in the world, carrying all life into the canvas leading to a space outside the world. She called that space 「Outworld」.

She could see mana particles rising across the horizon and people being rescued from the brink of Annihilation without knowing what was happening.

Crack—

The lighthouse, on the other hand, was freezing. Those contained in 「Outworld」 would be frozen by Julie who was the connecting point between the continent and outside until its lifespan expired.

Of course, it might take ten thousand years or even twenty until that happened.

But if you don't recognize time's passage, then it might as well not even exist. Time depends on human interpretation and perception.

Therefore, Julie's miracle would freeze everything outside of the world for an appropriate time. In that way, all life on the continent would be able to return safely.

She looked to the sky again. Naturally blue, clear, or dark. No matter what color it was, there was always a wrinkle in the flat sky, distorting it like a draped curtain because of the enormous mana and atmospheric pressure swirling around the meteorite.

Even if the continent were destroyed, the last miracle devised by Deculein, this lighthouse wouldn't be broken, and its existence would remain a singular miracle. The essence of that miracle was recovery, to return everything destroyed to its former state. To surrender to the fate of destruction, but never to give up.

"Epherene."

A voice suddenly called out to her. She wondered if it was a hallucination.

"…Idnik?!"

A quick look back revealed the source. Idnik was staring at her with a wide grin.

"H-How?!"

"Haha, I'm sorry. I'm a bit late after convincing him."

"Mur… kan?"

Only now did she notice the other person next to Idnik: the desert wizard was Rohakan's best friend— Murkan. The very same who handed her the pocket watch.

"This is also what Rohakan wanted."

Epherene glanced over his shoulder... but there was no one else.

"I guess Demakan is not coming, huh?"

Demakan, the archmage who left the world, would confine himself until the very end.

"…Haha."

"I'm here too!"

When Idnik smiled bitterly, a bright and loud voice came from above. Epherene could tell who that was without looking.

"Archmage Epherene! As an archmage myself, I'm here to help too!"

A smiling fairy greeted them. It was Adrienne, one of the sanctuary Time's members and the former chairman of the Magic Tower.

"I will attack that meteorite! If it weakens even a little, the continent's recovery will be easier, right?"

Did they also understand Deculein's lighthouse like Louina? Idnik smiled brightly, pointing to the jumping Adrienne.

"You understand, Epherene? You don't have to deal with it alone."

"…Yeah."

Epherene nodded, relaxing thanks to them.

"Then, for the remaining time…"

She turned and looked at the two fighting in the distance.

"…I will be with Her Majesty."

* * *

…In the distant past. Back in the old days, he used to wake up in the morning to the birds chirping, receive a divine revelation, interpret it, study it, write it down in the scriptures, and have a faithful day…

Back in those days, when everyone was a believer, there was no need to fight, no need to kill animals or cut plants to survive, and no need to worry or mourn over an uncertain future.

Clank-!

In the old days, when he was proud of being created by God, living only for God, and dedicated his life to Him.

"…I wasn't needed."

Saying that, Quay peered into Sophien's eyes. Her crimson pupils burned like flames, revealing the fervor of the soul contained within.

"Because I belonged only to God."

Swooosh-!

Mana splattered as their swords crossed. Sophien's red and Quay's darkness seemed to be somewhat balanced, but the result of their showdown was already clear: Quay's body was breaking.

Claaaank—!

As Sophien brought her sword upward, Quay's skin flaked away.

Swoooosh—!

She swung again. Quay grabbed it with his hands, smiling.

"Because I lived only for God."

A doll's body couldn't defeat real flesh, and certainly not the flesh of what was supposed to be his main body. This cheeky human with what was his couldn't be pushed away.

"…Was that wrong?"

But Quay asked Sophien-

"Was that wrong? That I was made for God? That I dedicated myself to him? Was that wrong enough to be neglected for a billion eons?"

Sophien didn't answer. However, that silence was enough for Quay.

"Sophien."

This soul called Sophien contained in his body was different from his. She had a purpose and she had lived. Sophien was Sophien, and the principle behind all her actions was because Sophien herself wanted it that way.

"You won."

Quay couldn't beat her. The physical difference was too huge.

"…"

Still, Sophien's eyes remained steady. She didn't let her guard down in the slightest.

"Haha."

Because she looked cute, Quay shook his head with a grin.

"But what you said… Deculein is wrong."

Rain ran down Quay's eyes.

"Deculein says the name of the god is Rain, but I don't feel God in this rain. There is only my sorrow."

Whooosh—!

Sophien's sword burned with mana. At that moment, Quay's hand holding the blade withered to ash, and then—

"God is already dead."

—Quay's heart was pierced through.

Rustling.

It made the sound of tearing paper as the blade drove in deep.

"…God will never come back. And only God can say whose interpretation is correct, but he doesn't exist anymore."

Quay softly nodded. He could finally admit it.

"Maybe I lost a long time ago. My faith in a God who is already dead cannot defeat your faith in yourself."

Sophien continued to cut through his flesh until it went as deep as possible. She killed the last believer.

Whooosh…

His skin was shattered into dust, and the doll's body went limp. Released from Sophien's sword, Quay collapsed. As she was about to swing for the last time…

"Sister."

She heard Creto called her. She turned to face him.

Her ugly little brother was calmly approaching her. She wanted to smack him, but a strange smile came out. Even in this serious moment, she felt a familial love toward him.

"Damn you." said Sophien

Creto wore a soft smile as he looked down at Quay. Staring at him as his skin flaked off and his flesh turned to dust… he knelt on both knees.

"Could you please let him go?"

She wasn't surprised. The only reason why this guy showed up at this moment, without a second thought, was because of Quay.

"He is going to die anyway. Even if there's not much time left, there is something I want to say to him. After that, I will accept my sins."

"Hmph. You have no sins."

Clink—

With a scoff, Sophien turned away and sheathed her sword.

"He has already admitted defeat. I just thought I could at least grant him death."

There were more important things to Sophien than caring about losers. Like the immense heat and mana gushing out of the sky above her.

Whoooooooosh-

Soft footsteps approached.

"Enter the lighthouse, Your Majesty" said Epherene.

Sophien gave a soft smile.

"You got a bit cheeky now, huh?"

Epherene didn't gave an answer.

"Child of the moon, do you still have my power?"

"Yes. Everything has been prepared for you."

With that said, Epherene pointed to the frozen lighthouse. Frost had already begun to creep up the outside walls.

"Your Majesty has triumphed, and soon a miracle will come true."

"…You mean Deculein's magic?"

"Yes, the professor's final arrangement."

Epherene answered proudly. She beamed with the respect and affection she felt for her master. Sophien could somewhat relate to what she was feeling. Rather, this kid also had similar feelings toward Deculein…

"After the continent is restored, Knight Julie will freeze everything" said Sophien.

"Will the Imperial Palace be safe?"

"Of course. It'll be the way it has been. As if only a night or two has passed."

Because Locralen couldn't disappear, Epherene muttered next.

"…I see."

Sophien quietly looked up to the universe. The meteorite, which had already broken through the atmosphere, was brighter than the sun.

"…Your Majesty, we'll just hibernate for a while."

Epherene's tone was mixed with a little concern.

"I know... However, I'm not that easygoing. Once this is over, if things end safely, certainly, at the end…"

Sophien stopped and smiled brightly. It was a smile that resembled sunlight.

"Something very interesting will happen."

…It did shine. The whole world was drenched in the dawn light.

Rumble…!

Then a shock reverberated across the earth. Violent vibrations were followed by a total silence, as if the very concept of sound had vanished. Even at the moment of destruction, Epherene and Sophien still stood and watched each other with a smile.

* * *

—Stomp

—Stomp.

Meanwhile, Yeriel was walking inside the frozen lighthouse. Deculein was slung across her back, and Sylvia, who had been frostbitten, was cradled in her arms.

—Stomp

—Stomp.

She diligently marched forward, repeating Sylvia's last words again and again: find the center of the extreme cold.

"Julie, can you hear me?"

Yeriel called out. If she hadn't frozen yet and had enough oxygen to breathe, it must be because Julie was waiting. She might even be watching from somewhere.

"Julie…?"

Crack—

Instead of an answer, someone's footsteps echoed back from the dark hallway.

"Who is it?!"

Yeriel's hair stood on end.

Crack- Crack-

Even at the alert, the person didn't stop but drew closer.

"Knight Keiron?"

Despite being frozen, he could still move. Except for Yeriel, who wasn't affected by Julie, he was the only person capable of maintaining his sense of reason while moving inside this lighthouse. In a way, a completely frozen human could be called a statue, and any statue could be controlled by Keiron.

—Follow me. I'll guide you on Her Majesty's orders.

* * *

"It will all freeze in an instant."

…「Outworld」, a place where now all living things were confined.

"Please calm everyone down, and please don't let people quarrel with each other or cause any casualties" said Sylvia, preparing the last steps in her office. Soon, Julie's Eternal Winter would reach here, and everyone would freeze instantly. Although saying freezing wasn't right, perhaps hibernation might be more accurate.

"Zeit, I need your help."

Zeit didn't seem to be listening. He was contemplating the young Julie, who seemed to have lost her emotions, with a guilty look.

"Zeit! There is a spy from the Altar here."

That woke him up. Zeit replied bluntly.

"Ah… yeah. I'll tie him up."

"Don't kill him. He must be brought to justice."

"…Okay. Ah, don't forget the promise, Iliade. If I cooperate with you-"

"I promise. I'll put an artificial sun over Freyden."

Sylvia's talent would help overcome the Ice Age afflicting Freyden. Only with that promise, was Zeit satisfied.

"Okay. And…"

But, there was one more thing that worried him. Zeit casually beckoned to her, and Julie was too lost in thought to hear them.

"…She seems to be very troubled."

"Don't worry. She's one of the people who protected the continent. She's sturdier than you think. Trust your sister, Zeit."

At that moment, burning tears welled up in his eyes.

"—Ha-am. Hm. Hmm."

Wiping them away as he pretended to yawn, Zeit thumped his chest.

"All right. Trust me, Iliade. Leave this to me…"