The sky, which was always daytime, suddenly became dark.

In the endless darkness, there was only a single light in the center.

It was soft but gorgeous, and it could almost be called a radiant existence.

It was a singer.

It seemed that he was the only one in the darkness. At this moment, he was the center of the darkness. All the audience seats hidden in the night were quietly suspended in the air, like planets.

And he was the only star.

Gorgeous, hymn-like music came out of his mouth, and the top-level audio equipment faithfully conveyed his voice to every listener, as if whispering in their ears.

When the whole song reached its climax, a pair of huge white wings suddenly broke out from behind the singer's shoulders. What a beautiful sight it was - the audience at the scene almost held their breath at the same time, and many people were so excited that they shed tears, and they themselves were not even aware of this.

Until the white wings suddenly broke into a white light spot in the air and disappeared, thunderous applause came from all directions in the darkness. With loud shouts and whistles, the singer in the center smiled and waved to the audience.

The surroundings were still dark, and the singer was still the only light in the darkness.

In the darkness, the man sitting in a seat right in front of the singer suddenly stood up.

That was the best seat in this concert. Like a real planet, it can move around the singer according to the owner's wishes, so as to maintain the best viewing angle throughout the concert.

The position is hard to come by, but his owner has now abandoned it. After taking a last look at the singer who was about to sing the next song, he took a long step and walked down the dark steps without looking back. During the movement, a pair of wings that were almost exactly the same as the singer's just now suddenly bloomed from behind him. During the blooming, the crisp sound of metal friction was faintly heard between the snow-white feathers.

No matter how soft it looks, the pair of wings are obviously made of metal!

The owner of Steel Feather is about to walk out of the concert site shrouded in darkness. There is already a bright light in front of him, white sky, white floor, white wall, that is the usual eternal daylight in this world.

 The moment the light finally shone on his face, the man who had been hiding in the darkness finally revealed his true face.

It was a very neat face, almost perfect.

White-gold hair, pupils slightly darker than the hair color, a straight nose, and two thin lips below.

Almost everyone who saw him would be stunned, but what made people stunned was not his almost indescribable perfect appearance, but his face. At least three-quarters of his body shone with a metallic luster. Like the wings behind him, most of his body was made of metal!

The moment he stepped out of the darkness, he suddenly turned his head. The singer's voice was still echoing in his ears, but in the dark night, from his current angle, he could not see anything.

Then he raised his foot and left resolutely.

 "Your Majesty, the final preparations have been completed. If we set off now, we will arrive at the destination in five minutes, and then, after another day and night, you will have eternal life." Several men in gorgeous white robes quickly and respectfully surrounded him. They carefully kept a distance from the man, with fanaticism and respect in their eyes.

"Let's go." At this point, the man finally said a word.

His voice was cold and clear, and it was like metal.

On February 12, the 99th year of the Messertal calendar, His Majesty Messertal obtained "eternal life". His rule continued. After hearing the news, many of his subjects living in "eternal day" even shed tears. They rushed out of their homes and worshiped in the direction of the white tower in the distance, expressing their inner fanaticism and excitement in various ways.

This day was later recognized as the birthday of His Majesty Messertal, who did not know his birthday, and people celebrated it as a festival.

One day in the 349th year of the Chaos Calendar

It was still in the dark.

 Unlike the artificial darkness at that concert, this place is truly pitch black.

There is a faint odor in the air. Even if you can't see it, you can tell by smell that the surrounding environment is not good.

In the days and months when he gained immortality and his brain merged with his intelligent brain, he had deduced various situations of the past countless times while dealing with boring work. Just like a math problem, he substituted various conditions, and the outcome of each deduction was the same.

　　As if he was chosen by fate, no matter what the situation was, he would ascend to the highest throne of power, and finally gain the so-called immortality, and be bound in boring years.

　　Various deductions became his only game.

　　And now, just like countless deductions in the past, when he really stood in front of the door, at first, he would think that this was just a dream, a model, a deduction that was too real.

　　Until this time, he suddenly remembered that, yes, every time in the past, he pushed open this door.

　　The simulation of the changes of various other variables was after opening the door, and he had never chosen the imagination of "not pushing open the door".

　　Because he hated the dark.

　　He instinctively felt that "not pushing open the door" meant "dead end".

　　However——

　　Looking at the door panel in front of him quietly for a moment, the outstretched hand finally slowly fell down.

　　 Turning his back, he resolutely walked in the opposite direction of the door.

All the fates after opening the door were in his control. This time, he decided to choose the option of "not opening the door".

What if it was a dead end?

He had experienced things worse than death.

In the dark night, he quietly left the door.

Before, he started his new fate in front of this door, and today, he ended his fate in front of this door.

He stood in front of the door.