I'll kill you after I finish this game!

After achieving Tai Chi, and sorting out their preconceived notions, they vaguely sensed that the other was inherently invincible.

So even though I was unhappy, I didn't go looking for trouble.

"Ah, don't worry. If any of us are still alive after the battle and have the chance to see the birth of a new world, we'll beat him up as soon as his butt leaves that seat."

Nanami glanced indifferently at the direction of the Kamukura Singularity before continuing her attack on Soujiro and Shiori, all the while speaking to them in a friendly and nonchalant tone.

However, neither Soujiro nor Shiori seemed to mind, and responded in a friendly manner, saying:

"Okay, it's a deal. The one who survives remembers to beat up that snakeskin."

It was like children making a promise to play games together tomorrow; there was no malice or hostility between them. After saying that, they happily and fiercely fought each other.

They were all annoyed by the mercury snake skin, but they all knew that fighting it was pointless, so they tacitly continued their pleasant "mutual affection" with each other.

Of course, that seemingly joking remark wasn't a joke at all.

If given that chance, any one of those three would definitely go and beat up Mercury Serpent.

On the other side, seeing that the three guys didn't attack, Mercury Serpent, though still furious, breathed a sigh of relief.

Although he has reincarnated countless times, he doesn't want to face any unforeseen circumstances if he makes a single wrong move. He doesn't want to initiate the Eternal Return unless absolutely necessary.

This cycle is perfect. If Reiji's plan succeeds, he will temporarily cede the throne to Mary, and he will work with her to plan their scheme on the fifth day.

But before that, his relic, that terminal with its own will, should also fulfill its due obligations.

Now is the moment when Fujii Ren ignites the goddess's desire.

Begin, my sacred relic, guide the goddess to awaken in this fleeting, dreamlike realm.

Suddenly, the mercury serpent easily connected with Fujii Ren's will.

It's very easy, after all, it's like a terminal, a relic that belongs to you.

Meanwhile, the audience's perspective quietly shifted back to Fujii Ren, who was currently unconscious.

In the final moments, the sleeping person began to delve into who they really were and what their true identity was.

He longed to meet Mary, to be touched by Skadi, to be desired by Reinhardt, and to be watched by everything that was collapsing from the daily routine.

There was malice, there was goodwill, and there was neutrality.

In any case, there is absolutely no way that Fujii Ren can escape or disappear; he is destined to be entangled with this fate.

It's as if... she's one of the key figures in this farce, and no one else can be missing but her.

"Who am I... and why...?"

Fujii Ren, who is lost in the abyss of his own consciousness, is filled with such a deep question that he cannot answer.

She is not a stupid person, and neither are the audience.

Fujii Ren's self-doubt also aroused their curiosity and desire to explore.

Skadi valued Fujii Ren from the very beginning, stating that she was a person with domineering potential.

Reinhardt and his black round table referred to her as the son of a friend and the successor to the vice-chief, respectively.

They inexplicably called her Zarathustra.

And all of this is inextricably linked to Karl-Calaft, or rather, Melklius, the King of Mercury.

This is precisely what has piqued the curiosity of countless viewers: the words of a stranger that occasionally echo in the depths of Fujii Ren's consciousness are those of the current Lord of the Seat.

Based on this alone, after discovering the identity of the Black Round Table's deputy leader, people became curious about the relationship between Fujii Ren and the other party, as well as their identities.

"【Hmph, let me tell you now, the play has reached the moment of its final act, so please be sure to fulfill your responsibilities.】"

For Fujii Ren, it was both familiar and unfamiliar; for the audience, the voice of the Mercury King, now free of all concealment, rang once again in Fujii Ren's consciousness.

The sound of that voice didn't exactly put Fujii Ren in a good mood, but since the other party knew the truth about her, she really wanted to know it too.

The Mercury Serpent then directly asked her again in her consciousness, saying:

"【Question 1: What is your oldest memory?】"

The oldest memory? My childhood... No, I have no parents, and no memories of my early childhood...

The Serpent of Mercury in the shadows snorted softly, still feeling that her best friend's child was easier to talk to. Explaining the truth of the era to her relic was really exhausting.

Arranging Lian's memories in chronological order was no easy task.

"【Childhood, adolescence, youth, adulthood, and then old age and death. This summary breaks it down into seemingly disorganized parts, but if you try to break it down into any detail, it immediately becomes blurry. If possible, I'd like to provide a simpler answer.】"

The snake's voice in Fujii Ren's mind patiently explained the situation to her, and then asked again:

"So, question two, how old are you?"

What kind of question is this?!

"[Would you laugh and say this is a silly question? Think about it carefully. At the moment of your birth, is there anyone in this world who can accurately remember the day of the week and the exact date of their birth?]"

Before Fujii Ren could refute the snake's seemingly foolish question, the snake continued cheerfully:

"【So, didn't everyone just believe what these people, claiming to be your parents, told them? Isn't it because they heard when you were born that they believed them?】"

Fujii Ren fell silent after hearing the other person's mature words. Although she did not respond with words or thoughts, the fluctuations in her consciousness implicitly responded to the other person.

If I were to think about myself according to the other person's line of reasoning, then I would indeed be abnormal.

And those inexplicable memories of mine, are they really not memories of amnesia?

Sensing that Fujii Ren was beginning to doubt himself, the snake chuckled and asked again with a smile:

"【So, question three, who are your parents?】"

Me, my parents...

"[You probably only know someone by name, but not their face or voice. That's about all you know, so you don't have any particular feelings about it, right?]"

Unable to refute, what the other party said was an absolute truth, the truth that Fujii Ren subconsciously tried to ignore the abnormal parts of himself.

After all, her childhood was unpleasant due to various events, so she tried her best to forget it.

"Since you're not going to refute it, then you could also say that it's the same even if there aren't such people, right? You don't even have parents."

It wavered, the initial subtle tremor turning into a violent tremor.

Amidst the darkness of countless viewers' visions, one can see Fujii Ren's consciousness space, or rather, the inner sea of ​​her soul.

The girl's figure sat on the empty ground. Fujii Ren curled up, hugging her head, and tried her best to recall, but her instincts refused to let her seek the truth.

Her intuition told her that the truth was not friendly to her.

However, the snake's whispers did not cease; it posed its fourth question, causing a tremor in her consciousness and the space around her mind, saying:

"【Don't resist, let's discuss the fourth question: Who are you?】"

Fujii Ren's mental state stopped vibrating—no, it didn't stop, but rather froze and stagnated because of those words.

Who are you? I'm Fujii...

That's what I wanted to say, but who gave her the name Fujii Ren?

Because of a lack of understanding of their parents, their own existence feels illusory, making it impossible to respond to them with unwavering resolve and righteous words.

There is no so-called oldest memory, no way to prove one's age, and even the existence of one's parents is unclear.

What's wrong with me...?

"【It would be troublesome if I were interrupted by the name Fujii Ren. You know there are people in the world like me with hundreds or thousands of names.】"

Melcrius, the deputy leader of the Black Round Table, what exactly is this guy...?

"[Heh, so what is the purpose of this black round table that Karl Craft and my friend created together?]"

Ignoring Fujii Ren's wavering and somewhat angry resolve, the snake seemed to be flicking its tongue in her ear, whispering words she couldn't ignore, words she couldn't forget:

"【The so-called Fujii Ren is merely a reflection of the duties of a young woman living in this era. She was only born a little over a decade ago, so she's simply shed a meaningless layer of clothing as circumstances change.】"

Shut up...

Just as people's attire changes in spring and winter, life differs in its everyday and extraordinary moments. But if life changes, isn't the former self simply a different person?

So, what exactly am I?!

"【Why the anger? Why the confusion? Why the refusal to accept it? You should know and understand your true self, Zarathustra (The Superman's Principle)】"

A pair of golden snake eyes appeared in Fujii Ren's dark consciousness space. Facing Fujii Ren, the snake slowly opened its bright and huge eyes, staring directly at the seemingly insignificant Fujii Ren.

While the other party was distracted by the snake's eyes, Fujii Ren did not notice that there was also a silvery snake head beneath him.

A two-headed snake, with two mercury-filled snake heads facing each other.

Unaware of the change beneath him, Fujii Ren stared wide-eyed at a slender, upright figure atop the snake's head, trying to make out its true form.

P.S.: Has anyone among the readers tested positive? How is your physical condition?

Chapter Three: The Enlightened One is Eternally Happy, the Designated Successor of the Throne

"Yes, you are mine..."

The snake's final whispers are about to reveal the truth about Fujii Ren and himself.

A sense of déjà vu within Fujii Ren also resonated along with his consciousness.

Yes, this wasn't the first time she'd learned of the impending answer; she actually had a premonition.

She would be surprised if the other person said it, but not by much.

"Well----!"

Suddenly, even though he wanted to hear the truth of the other person's second half of the sentence, the more he concentrated his mind and consciousness, the more Fujii Ren seemed to be suddenly pushed and abruptly 'woke up'.

Crash————

The familiar and pleasant sound of the ocean waves filled the air, and the first thing that caught the eye was the twilight sky and the beach.

"here......"

Fujii Ren murmured to himself unconsciously, his eyes filled with confusion and searching.

I'm awake, but not fully awake. This is a unique point existing in the gap between realms, between illusion and reality.

The sunset beach that I've dreamed of countless times so far can also be considered Mary's home. Fujii Ren has always come here in his consciousness, and it's the same now.