Collapse Iron: Cosplaying the Near-Death Star, but with a full destiny.

(Added later: Because the plot that the stars subconsciously imagined was the grander and more tragic the better. I remember that someone said that stars should not be tainted by nothingness, but the stars have already been tainted, so this part is very mindless.)

(Then, the planet itself was originally from the future, returning to the present at the end of time. After reproducing and ascending, the universe was destroyed, and it became the End Star God, changing everything. Anyway, whether it's right or wrong, just ignore it.)

(I actually have another explanation for breeding the second generation of Star Gods, since this is in a parallel future where the mother worm tears open a wormhole, invades other planets, and then ascends to a higher level. (Whether it's right or wrong doesn't matter.))

That baseball bat felt very heavy.

It still carried the warmth of Xing's palm.

Hoshino held it with only her left hand.

Although it is very heavy.

It was as heavy as holding a mountain.

But her hands were very steady.

There wasn't a single tremor.

Thanks.

"It's a low voice," said Hoshino.

He did not turn back.

Her gaze was fixed on that lofty, radiant being.

That second-generation breeding star god.

That concept represents absolute survival and infinite proliferation.

It remained suspended there quietly.

Its gaze remained indifferent.

It was as if the roar of the star just now was nothing more than the meaningless struggle of an ant before its death.

"What do you think...?"

A grand voice, seemingly emanating from the depths of the universe, resounded in Hoshino's mind.

That is a direct spiritual resonance.

"Holding a baseball bat, you think you can fight against...the truth?"

Hoshi smiled.

The smile was somewhat distorted, and blood seeped from the corner of her mouth due to the immense pressure she was under.

But in those golden eyes...

It burns with a light more dazzling than the stars.

"truth?"

She spat out a mouthful of blood.

"To hell with the truth."

"If this is the end."

"If this is what they call fate."

Hoshi raised his bat.

It points directly to that glorious existence.

"Then I'll..."

"Smash this damn fate to pieces!"

boom--!!!

As her voice fell.

An unprecedented power erupted from her body.

It was no longer the chaotic and disorderly conflict of fates that had occurred before.

All the power.

The hardness of preservation, the ferocity of destruction, the speed of hunting, the depth of memory...

All of this happens at this moment.

They were forcibly sucked into the vortex called "The End".

then.

compression.

Collapse.

Qualitative change.

The body of the yokai began to crack.

Golden cracks appeared on her originally fair skin.

Like a porcelain doll about to break.

That is proof that the mortal body cannot withstand the power of the gods.

pain.

Excruciating pain.

It's like grinding all the bones in your body into powder and then kneading them back together.

But Hoshino didn't call out.

He didn't even frown.

What's a little pain?

Rather than watching Uncle Yang die in front of me...

Rather than watching everyone turn into corpses...

This little pain...

It's basically just tickling!

"Upgraded".

Ruan Mei looked at the data on the instrument, which had already exceeded the limit.

His voice was filled with an incredulous tremor.

"She is... forcibly promoted."

"To exercise the authority of the end times in the body of a mortal."

hum-

A golden beam of light shot into the sky.

It pierced through the deep sea in an instant.

It penetrated the ice layer.

It even penetrated the atmosphere of that dark red dwarf star.

At the center of this pillar of light.

The star floated up.

That ordinary baseball bat.

At this moment.

has changed.

The texture of the metal has disappeared.

Instead, there is flowing starlight.

Countless complex runes appeared and disappeared on the staff.

That is……

The scale of time.

A chain of cause and effect.

A baseball bat is a weapon that can shatter the "present" and point to the "past"...

The Sword That Reverses Time.

"The End—"

Hoshino's voice became grand and ethereal.

That was the cry of countless parallel universes of her, countless women who died in despair.

"countercurrent!"

clang--

A bell tolls.

That was the chime of the end of the universe.

Against the flow of time, the bell rang at this moment.

world.

It stopped.

The surging seawater stopped in mid-air.

The floating dust particles remained frozen in place.

Xing's worried expression froze on her face.

The messenger's terrified movements froze.

Only the star.

And that fertility star god.

It can still move.

"Time...stopped?"

The star god's radiance fluctuated slightly.

It seems somewhat unexpected.

"No."

It quickly realized something was wrong.

"This is not the end."

"This is... a reversal."

Yes.

reverse.

The star did not attack its main body.

Because she knew.

It is now a conceptual entity, and it is invincible.

Even a full-force attack is just a tickle to it.

and so.

She attacked...

It is "time".

"Give me……"

Hoshino gripped the bat with both hands (although her right hand was an illusory image of light and shadow).

Raise it high.

His entire body was ablaze with golden light to its fullest extent.

Every muscle was tearing apart, every nerve was burning.

"Go back!!!"

boom!!!

The bat swung down.

It did not hit anything.

She fiercely...

It crashed onto the "timeline" of this space.

Click.

A crisp cracking sound.

The sound of causality breaking.

A golden bolt of lightning erupted from the tip of the baseball bat.

It instantly enveloped the Star God of Procreation.

Lightning—

That is the power of "end"—to forcibly strip away the "effect" and expose the "cause" again.

"No……"

The Star God let out his first cry of terror since his birth.

It sensed it.

Its perfect "divinity".

It is being lost.

In progress...

fall back.

The concept that had been integrated was beginning to loosen.

Those true hibernating insects that had already turned into specks of light seemed to be showing signs of separating again.

Its glorious body.

It started to become unstable.

start……

It revealed the ugly, bloated texture of the flesh once again.

godhead……

fall.

It comes from that high and mighty star god.

He was hit by that blow.

Forced...

It smashed back into that which hadn't fully transformed yet...

Half-step Star God!

Although it was only for a moment.

Although that kind of degradation might only last for less than one ten-thousandth of a second.

but……

This is enough.

This is the flaw that Hoshino wanted.

The only flaw.

"Now!"

Golden tears of blood flowed from Hoshino's eyes.

Her body was on the verge of collapse.

But her movements did not stop at all.

Using the momentum of the swing.

She was like a burning comet.

It charged toward the monster that was degenerating and dazed.

"Home run—!!!"

She poured all her strength into it.

All destinies.

All the anger, resentment, and the desire to live.

All of it was poured into this one strike.

The tip of the bat.

A faint black light appeared.

That's a mimicry black hole.

It was the strength she "borrowed" from Uncle Yang in that memory.

It's also in response to that tragic ending...

negative.

Bang!

The baseball bat slammed solidly into the area that had just emerged and hadn't yet had time to rebuild its defensive field...

On the main eye.

There was no explosion.

There was no shockwave.

There wasn't even a sound.

Because of that instant of contact.

Matter, energy, and even space itself.

They were all swallowed up by that black dot.

Or...

Overwhelmed by that absolute destructive power...

It has been erased.

That enormous main eye.

Along with its head.

In that instant.

Disappeared.

It's like a drawing that's been erased by an eraser.

Clean and tidy.

Followed by.

That "disappearance" began to spread.

Following the neck, following the torso, following the tentacles that were still wriggling.

Originally a mountain of flesh, reaching a height of 500 meters.

In a silent ripple.

It crumbled inch by inch.

It turned into countless tiny, inactive dust particles.

What kind of promotion?

What star god?

Faced with this attack.

It's all become a joke.

This is...

Sold out instantly.

When the last bit of residue dissipated into the deep sea.

The flow of time returned to normal.

wow-

Seawater overflowed.

It filled that huge vacuum area.

It stirred up a massive wave.

"Is it... over?"

Xing was thrown off balance by the giant wave and almost fell over.

She wiped the water off her face.

Looking at that empty trench.

Bewildered.

Just now……

What happened?

She only remembered that Hoshino had held a baseball bat.

Then everything went blurry.

The big monster just disappeared?

"That's all."

Nguyen Mai looked at the instruments.

The reading above, representing destructive energy, has now returned to zero.

"Life signs... completely disappeared."

"Even the most basic cellular structure has been destroyed."

"Yes, it's over."

She looked up.

Look towards the center of the trench.

A figure was floating there.

Star.

She floated quietly in the water.

The golden light has faded.

His clothes were tattered and torn.

The left hand, which had been repaired, now hung limply, clearly broken again.

His skin was covered with shocking cracks, like a piece of broken porcelain that had been barely glued back together.

That baseball bat that played a crucial role.

It was floating quietly beside her at that moment.

It has been completely deformed.

It was twisted like a braid.

"Goboshi!"

Xing shouted.

He swam across without hesitation.

He grabbed the body that was slowly sinking and hugged it tightly.

So light.

It was as light as a feather.

and……

So cold.

"Hey! Don't scare me!"

Xing patted Xing's face.

Her voice was trembling with sobs.

"Wake up! Wake up!"

"We won! That giant worm is dead!"

"You haven't seen enough of the scenery yet! You haven't been to my room yet!"

(Although this sentence sounds a bit strange, Xing just wanted to wake her up at that moment.)

"cough……"

The person in my arms stirred.

Hoshi opened her eyes with difficulty.

Those once bright and lively eyes were now dull and lifeless, their pupils dilated.

She looked at Xing's magnified face, which was filled with anxiety.

He managed a weak twitch at the corner of his mouth.

He gave a smile that was extremely weak.

"Did we...we won?"

The sound was as faint as a whisper.

"We won! We won big!"

Xing nodded vigorously.

Tears mingled with the seawater and fell down.

"You were so cool just now! You were even more handsome than me!"

"That's good……"

Hoshino breathed a sigh of relief.

She felt her consciousness rapidly fading.

It felt like being dragged into a bottomless black hole.

Uncle Yang...

He's not dead, is he?

That's good.

this time……

I guess I guess I played the hero for once?

"but……"

She glanced at the stars.

He glanced again at the bat, which had become twisted.

She moved her lips somewhat shyly.

"that……"

"Basketball bat..."

"It looks like I broke it."

"Do you want compensation?"

"No compensation! No need to compensate!"

Xing was both amused and exasperated.

"You're still thinking about this at a time like this?"

"As long as you're alive, I'll buy you ten baseball bats!"

"That's good……"

Hoshi smiled.

"I'm a little sleepy..."

"I want to sleep for a while..."

Done.

Her head tilted to the side.

She completely fainted.

"Dohoshi! Dohoshi!!!"

The cries of the stars echoed in the deep sea.

And not far away.

That messenger 7582.

The insect that escaped death.

He was lying face down on the ground.

Looking at the figure being held by Xing.

He made a prostrate gesture.

That is the highest form of courtesy they have shown.

It is for the gods...

No.

It is for the savior...

tribute.