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Chapter 2115 [Main Character]

"I want the world to be a better place, and that's the result I want, but it's really difficult, and maybe it will never succeed."

"But I have to persevere, because only in this way can I meet you now, and only as someone who perseveres can I say these words to you in such a difficult way, as if I were giving you a long lecture."

"[Keep going. If one day you find yourself in the same situation as me, keep going too. Don't give up, don't go crazy, don't give up, and don't self-destruct. Keep going until you meet someone just like you.]"

"By then, I will have lost, but those who want the world to be worse will not have won either. As soon as the next person who wants the world to be better comes before me, I will be the only one who loses."

"So you were waiting for me? Then why go through all this trouble?" Blaze was even more confused, but he vaguely guessed the answer, only this answer made him...

Dumbfounding.

"Stop being narcissistic. I just made up some ridiculous reason to keep going." Zod looked up at the rock wall above, closed his eyes, and felt the cold water droplets running down his face.

"Because I'm looking for trouble. Even if you waver a little, even just a tiny bit, it's fine."

“I’m tired, I can’t go on anymore. I want to see you as soon as possible, and then lose. That would be easy. Even if I lose in the end, it won’t be a betrayal of the past. But when you actually appear in front of me, I feel unwilling.”

Zod clenched his fists, wrinkles appearing on his weathered face.

"I don't want to admit defeat, I don't want to admit that I can't go on! Why can't our dreams come true in our own hands? As long as I survive, as long as I haven't lost, we haven't lost!"

"What a persistent guy." Blaze rubbed his chin, which had been knocked crooked by Zod's punch.

"Believe me, it's really hard to hear someone who's a lot like you say 'I lost'."

"But I... just like you said, it's a very boring, cliché story. As a character in the story, all I can do is make the ending a little different."

Zod smiled wearily and sent the dragon vein spine in his hand toward Blaze. The dragon vein spine came to life and flew toward Blaze in the water droplets.

"Take it. I have already connected you to the dragon vein. Once you obtain the power of the dragon vein, even if the world turns upside down and cuts your totem apart, your totem will not be affected. Instead, it can connect to other totems through the dragon veins on the earth."

"At that time, the upheaval will no longer be about destroying you, but about becoming stronger."

"Pathetic fellow!"

Blazer suddenly shouted at Zod.

"Is this the kind of dejected look you'd expect from someone who's trying to teach a lesson to future generations? When it's my turn, I definitely won't look like this!"

"I will be very handsome, and I will pass on my power!"

“…Really?” Zod was taken aback, then laughed, a relaxed and carefree laugh, though he looked incredibly old.

Those who receive the blessing are immortal; only time can take them away. Zod is a person who lived thousands of years ago. When he transformed into the Great Beast God, he temporarily removed the limit of his lifespan. Now, time is catching up with him.

"So what are you planning to say to that person? You can't possibly use the words of someone as worthless as me."

Blazer clenched his fist, refusing to take the dragon's spine, letting it swim around him.

He hated clichéd stories because they always brought preconceived biases, blurring the unforgettable parts of the tale. But now he was grateful for those clichéd stories, because they allowed him to learn about Zod's experiences despite having only met him a few times.

“Alright then, I’ll ask you my questions.” Zod looked at Blaze, his eyes suddenly sharpening with suspicion. “Why were you able to persevere? Didn’t you have ulterior motives?”

"Didn't those pains, those disappointments, those betrayals, and that loneliness defeat you?"

"What makes you think you can persevere?!"

"Because I can persevere!"

"I will not be a god in mythology who possesses great power but is high above, nor will I be a hero in legends who has the highlights of humanity but also has the flaws!"

"I will be the protagonist in fairy tales that children, who have hope and yearn for beauty, are willing to believe in, who is unconditionally invincible and will joyfully persevere no matter what they face!"

"You don't need a reason to believe in the protagonists of fairy tales!"

"Go and become the protagonist in a fairy tale!"

"From that moment on, there will be no strangers in this world!"

"Those who mock the naivety and irrationality of fairy tales await your salvation; children with pure hope await your arrival. What's so difficult about persevering for those who are still alive!"

Zod's eyes lit up, and he laughed and applauded Blazer.

"Haha~ That's great! If it were me, I would never doubt the protagonist in a fairy tale. That's great!"

As he laughed, Zod relaxed, as if he might disappear at any moment.

"Keep going, Blazer."

"Even if not for others, we must persevere for ourselves. As we approach the end, we will begin to look back, and the things we have done in the past will be our farewell."

"Keep doing the right thing, and may you always stay on the right path."

A thunderclap swept across the orcish territory, followed by spring rain. This heavy rain seemed to have been long overdue, as if the last time it fell was thousands of years ago, before the great beast god was born, when only a multi-horned hybrid was fighting to save the orcs.

The heavy rain awakened the dragons lying on the orcish lands, extinguishing the flames that had burned for thousands of years, and replacing them with a damp vitality; everything seemed to be reviving.

The Great Beast God's Flame Cup, located at the source of the dragon vein, no longer resembled a burning volcano, but instead spewed forth crystal-clear water like a fountain, transforming into a giant water cup.

The tilted glass transformed the water within into a waterfall, spreading like the lifeblood of the orcs across the entire territory and flowing to even more distant places.

The sun shines down, the earth revives, but the savage orcs still exist, the high priests of the beast god still exist, and the faith in savagery and violence still exists.

This is a battle that may never be won, but not winning doesn't mean losing. As long as we keep going, we will never lose; we just haven't won yet.

(End of this chapter)