Simulate the universe, starting with speedrunning Greek.

His surprise wasn't because of Asagami Fujino, but rather—

Goetia's gaze suddenly fell on the white dragon armor that had been sealed by his power and the talisman that could break through all laws. It seemed that something was forcibly breaking into the armor that had been empty before.

Even though the concept of 'severance' continued, causing the consciousness to endure pain akin to the separation of soul and body before it could enter, that power did not hesitate or waver even slightly.

It was as if it were responding to a child's expectation.

Since the child believes there is hope at the end of the road, how can we let that hope be extinguished?

Saving Fujino using the original method would be too slow, so Yoru is now determined to force a breakthrough... Although it will require paying a 'painless' price, it's worth it for a powerful soul will that has been tempered through several mythological eras and has become a domineering god...

'It's just a mere pain of the soul being torn apart—' It couldn't stop him in the slightest.

Even if this heroic spirit's body and soul are shattered, it only means the loss of a portion of the separated soul's will, not that it will truly kill him. He will recover in the future. But there is only one Asagami Fujino in all these parallel worlds who is willing to die for him.

The young child awaits the hero's rescue, just as the hero once appeared at the most crucial moment. Not only does Fujino want to save the hero, but the hero also wants to save Fujino.

At this moment, the demon king was willing to transform into the hero of yesteryear once more, to retrieve the beautiful radiance lost in the Greek past that had once captivated and saddened countless mortals, heroes, and gods.

……

'...It hurts, it hurts so much, Fujino...it hurts so much. I want to give up, my body tells me. But—I don't want to, I absolutely won't allow myself to be so cowardly.' My hands seem to have lost all feeling and fall limply, I can only drag my heavy body, mechanically repeating the action of taking steps with my willpower.

Even though her legs, like her arms, should have been immobile, Fujino's body responded to her will once she realized that as long as she didn't give up, her useless legs could still move.

Like a diesel generator that has long since burned out and is no longer usable, it continues to miraculously operate while emitting black smoke.

Is this perhaps a miracle?

At least in the eyes of others, this was a miracle rarely seen even in the age of mythology. It's so heartbreaking!

This resilience beyond his years has only deepened people's impression of him; the more heartbroken they are, the more they love this child.

Just how outrageous must the Asagami family have been to treat such a good child so harshly, someone who would open their heart to him and act like a hero just for a little recognition?

What terrible taste!

My heart aches for the suffering this child has endured, and I weep for the pain he is experiencing now! For this child, the only time he truly had to live and be happy was probably 'three days'.

Suddenly—the 'white blood cell-like defense mechanism' that people least want to hear sounds again.

At this moment, even if that was the hero that countless people admired most in their childhood, they couldn't help but want to curse, why—why… could you still sleep there so peacefully?

Wake up, Fujino!!

And what about the power of that hero, just watching from behind?

When that hero wakes up, if he knows that you had the opportunity to protect that child but did nothing, and that you made a promise but failed to protect her, what regret and anger he will feel.

Asagami Fujino's entire body seemed to have turned into patches of dark brown and blood red, as if it would decay at any moment. Only her human form and her cute, fair face could be seen. Only the occasional flashes of color in her eyes proved that she was still alive.

However—suddenly at some point, this highlight faded.

Fujino: 'Is it an illusion? Half the light in front of me has disappeared. It's a bit dark. Although it's bothersome that my limbs feel heavy, losing my sight would be a matter of life and death. There's still—30% of the way left.'

Based on her memory of the last distance she estimated before losing her radiance, she never stopped calculating, relentlessly pursuing every possibility of reaching that place, meticulously calculating all the data to prepare for any unforeseen circumstances.

Although she's still a child and doesn't possess any special talents, and her twisted demonic eyes are primarily destructive, Fujino—even with just her most basic senses—said, 'It'll do. It should be fine. This way, I should be able to maintain my balance with only my head remaining and barely make it there.'

The premise is that no more current will be generated afterward.

Chapter 101 The disappearance of pain sensation is more terrifying than pain itself; the ripped-open scar

How could it be gone!

Judging from what we're seeing now, the terrifying electric current will likely become more and more frightening each time it reaches the core of the organism's self-defense mechanism. The instinctive rejection reaction will probably be continuous and more intense than ever before!

Only the head remains.

If even the head is gone, will Asagami Fujino disappear?

Those who couldn't bear such a tragic scene closed their eyes, unable to watch any longer.

Under normal circumstances, even Goetia, witnessing this scene, might have been moved and done something he himself didn't understand, such as taking the initiative to back down...

After all, he doesn't necessarily need that physical body. Even the seventy-two Demon God Pillars are enough for him to send to the Singularities to hinder Chaldea.

However—at this moment, Goetia's will to power had no time to care about other issues.

He felt that force was still brutally devouring the power that remained on the talisman that could break all laws; its ruthless fighting style was simply inhuman!

--does it worth?

My own 'compatriot'—!

For the sake of a mere human, he risked his beastly spirit essence, and the tearing apart of the powerful souls that no hero or hero throughout history could harm, all to help that little girl.

The heroes could no longer heal the wounds left by that absolutely evil demon king. Asagami Fujino had succeeded! She came closer than ever before to severely injure that absolutely evil demon king.

(Goetia believed that the Heroic Spirit Night was its true form, unaware that it was merely a tiny fraction of the vast Night. After all, the scale, strength, and power of Night's Spirit Origin were already astounding enough. He simply couldn't believe that it wasn't its true form, which was why he considered Fujino the closest to accomplishing the great task of eliminating 'Absolute Evil'.)

Regardless, even if it doesn't result in a devastating blow, it will undoubtedly be the moment in thousands of years when humanity comes closest to eliminating absolute evil and undergoing its final trial.

As a beast, as a human being, he couldn't understand evil...

Why?

But no one could give Goetia the answer, just as he couldn't understand Asagami Fujino's actions.

Human hearts are... truly complex!

If Gilgamesh and Ozymandias, those heroic spirits, could hear Gilgamesh's existential turmoil, they would surely burst into laughter and mockery.

Just as the Demon King could only see the tragedies that kept happening in the human world and the weakness of life, he pitied humanity and wanted to create a world that abandoned the physical body and consisted entirely of energy.

What he also fails to see is the strength and resilience of being human.

It is precisely because of these infinite possibilities that the kings admire and love humanity so much, and are willing to protect their people even if it means becoming enemies with the gods.

Seeing their brilliance, the kings would willingly risk their lives once again to conquer the insurmountable mountain—human evil and beasts. But seeing disgusting, corrupt, and filthy scenes, they would also have thoughts of destroying the world, such as Gilgamesh and Ramses II, who almost simultaneously caused great calamities in the Holy Grail War in the modern era.

And now—they see in Asagami Fujino a pure radiance that was so rare in the Age of Gods, and even in their proud people.

As expected of the 'Master' chosen by that absolutely evil king! At this moment, they acknowledged... that he was no longer just a simple child, but someone qualified to stand shoulder to shoulder with them, the Heroic Spirits.

……

"I don't know if it's just my imagination, but it seems like a surge of power is welling up in my exhausted body. I think I can sense Mr. White Dragon's presence again." The dim eyes that had been almost blind and unable to see much light regained a glimmer of light.

Hearing these words, which sounded like a 'last gasp of life,' people were completely wrong—was he about to die? Waaah! This is giving the child all sorts of psychological illusions and hallucinations.

Only Goetia knows, no, that guy really came!

"—Suddenly, her body felt lighter. Her abdomen seemed to have completely disappeared. Fortunately, her sense of pain was less sensitive. A normal person would probably find it terrifying to discover they'd become a monster, almost undead. But Fujino wasn't afraid, because she simply felt the same as before."

'That's right—I've returned to that numb past where I felt no pain whatsoever.'

Actually, I was terrified. Pain is proof that I'm alive; pain reminds me that I'm still alive...

In an instant, these thoughts made people realize that for Fujino Asagami, who still suffers from trauma almost akin to PTSD, the lack of pain is the most terrifying subconscious instinctive reaction.

'But this is good, being lighter will make my steps faster, right? But—I'm so lonely, so alone, am I going to die? I want to hear Mr. Haku's words. Whether it's encouragement or telling me to give up, just one word will do.' Fujino continued to take difficult steps, this time almost crawling.

Finally—whoosh—after yet another sound, Fujino, after walking for an unknown amount of time, could finally see the White Dragon Armor clearly in front of her.

On the platform after stepping over the end of one's own path.

'—I see it. Is that Mr. Haku's true form, the frozen memories of him with Fujino? If only—if only that could be released—'

When the last crackling sound of electricity rang out, everyone was startled, and some even imagined that Fujino's head had also disappeared.

That terrible—depressing, agonizing result.

However—for some reason, the final head, despite enduring a defensive mechanism far more powerful than all the previous ones combined, seemed to remain completely undamaged.

Although people don't know what's going on, they look at that final, insurmountable line, like the boundary of 'God's forbidden zone'.

You can't go in—! That's the only place—you absolutely can't go in there!

Everyone says this in their hearts.

However—would Fujino obediently comply? They could all foresee the outcome.

Then, at that moment, they heard Fujino's last words. When they looked up, their vision was already filled with a bright red and dim light, and they could see nothing. But in the blur, they seemed to sense that Mr. Haku was there.

Even if it was just an illusion, she thought she could sense the other person again and re-establish a 'connection,' which was great—it proved that her efforts were not entirely in vain.

'I finally remember why I fought so hard. It wasn't just because I was saved by Mr. Haku, but also because I wanted to understand him better and find the answers I needed.'

'The story of the Demon King of Absolute Evil, who, to prevent the Moon Goddess from weeping and for the sake of his beloved humanity, resolved to bear all the sins, the pinnacle of absolute evil, awaiting the heroes to slay him.'

Chapter 102 If I don't save the person who deeply loves this greed, who will?

'To be honest, in Fujino's heart, that wasn't evil, but rather the pinnacle of love. He clearly didn't need to go to such lengths; he was once a beloved and revered hero, trusted even by other heroes. He abandoned glory, bearing the burden of infamy, all to find a glimmer of possibility for the future of this world.'

'Humanity's ultimate trial is a trial, not destruction.' Realizing this, Fujino felt a deep respect for Haku. Sometimes, she even thought it was right for him to deliberately destroy everything, even to feel anger towards humanity in this era. Because it was in such a world that Fujino was saved by the wrathful king.'

'The king's storm-like rage is a trial that spurs humanity toward a more distant future. If such a great king were to fail because of a weak master like myself, and thus be forced to withdraw midway… Fujino cannot accept that.'

'Even if only a portion of the Spirit Origins are leaving, it's still—it's Mr. White Dragon, whom even a weak Master like myself has never abandoned, who has stayed by my side until now. Mr. White Dragon is essential to me—!'

At this moment, perhaps it is the pent-up emotions of many years that, once erupted, are more turbulent and uncontrollable than anyone else's!

People could almost feel the barely audible, yet intensely angry and resounding voice that seemed to fill the entire world.

To use Ye's usual words, this is also a good candidate to become a 'God of Seeking the Way, God of Domination'.

Even Ai Ge felt like she was about to lose completely.

'Just keep going and get through this.' My body was almost unable to move, and even the strongest willpower couldn't help me.

Even if one has overcome the will to die, driving this 'corpse' has already reached its limit.

But—with the help of inertia, it is definitely possible—!

At that point, even if it means crawling, we'll climb onto that armor and pull out the treasure with our mouths.

Then—the instant people heard her idea, Fujino gritted her teeth and rushed out.

With a rolling motion, whoosh—! A powerful electric current flashed.

Even at this point, Fujino never uttered a sound.

She should have burst into tears long ago, but when people saw that the petite figure lying motionless on the platform suddenly stop moving, they all fell silent.

Many places around the world are eerily silent, as if dead.

One second, two seconds, three seconds—after a full half minute, the figure on the ground stirred, first with fingers—then supporting its body as it got up.