Re:Zero -Starting Life in Zero

Grimm lowered his gaze to Emilia, whose body was tense beside him, and gently tightened his grip on her palm to offer her silent comfort. He said in a deep voice:

"This world is truly nearing its end of its decay."

As soon as he finished speaking, the entire gray space suddenly trembled violently.

Fine cracks appeared in the ground, and the giant tree roots that had been frantically plundering energy instantly stopped all movement.

The next second, these enormous tree roots, which resembled writhing dragons, seemed to sense the presence of the intruder.

Sensing the vibrant life energy and witch factor fluctuations emanating from them, it instantly became incredibly violent.

The tree roots, unable to accept defeat, twisted their rough bodies, whistling through the air, like a surging black tide, and rushed wildly towards Grin and Emilia!

The tree roots opened up tiny, dense pores, emanating a greedy and violent aura, as if they intended to devour the two of them directly, turning them into nourishment to sustain the world's existence.

"Green!"

Emilia gasped and instinctively hid behind Grin, her fingertips already gathering elven holy light in preparation to defend against the incoming tree roots.

Green's eyes suddenly sharpened, and his aura instantly became extremely fierce, without the slightest panic.

He suddenly raised his left hand, and a burst of dark energy mist erupted in his palm.

Countless invisible, grotesque hands appeared out of thin air, carrying an overwhelming and powerful aura, and pressed straight back towards the tree roots!

Invisible forces collided violently in the air, and the tree roots lashed and entangled wildly, trying to break through the obstruction.

The invisible hand, like a solid barrier, firmly restrained every restless tree root, its force so great that it even caused cracks to appear on the rough bark of the roots.

The raging tree roots and the invisible hand were locked in a fierce stalemate, the buzzing of colliding energy echoing throughout the hazy space.

Just as the two sides were deadlocked, a completely different root slowly emerged from the depths of the dense, wildly twisting root system.

Unlike other tree roots, its roots are not rough and violent; its bark gleams with a soft, warm light.

Slender yet resolute, it pierces through layers of gnarled roots, slowly stretching towards Green, as if conveying a final hope.

A faint yet incredibly clear sound pierced through the clamor of surging roots and gently reached their ears.

Bearing the final weariness and expectation of the world's will, that was the voice of Ode Ragnar, weathered yet gentle.

"Grimm Andersen...take it..."

The roots of the tree trembled gently, and the faint light at the core of the trunk became even softer.

The dormant arrogant witch factor within was stirring, resonating strongly with the witch factor within Grimm's body.

"This is the authority of arrogance. After absorbing it, your power will break through the threshold and reach the realm of a demigod..."

"Please, give the people of this world... a new world..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the top of the warm-light tree root slowly cracked open.

A cluster of power particles radiating a purple aura floated quietly within, awaiting Green's acceptance.

The invisible hands surrounding Green paused slightly, a hint of emotion flashing in his eyes.

He looked at the warm-glowing tree root and listened to the final words of the world's will.

His originally sharp expression gradually softened, and his fingertips unconsciously loosened, reaching out towards that arrogant witch factor.

The moment his fingertips lightly touched the purple halo, a powerful yet gentle force surged into Green's limbs and bones.

Unlike previous instances of intense pain and agitation when fusing with witch genes, this arrogant authority carries the inclusiveness of the world's origin.

It perfectly matched with the other witch factors that already existed within him, intertwining and merging with each other until they were completely integrated.

Green closed his eyes and could clearly feel his body gradually connecting with the ancient tree before him and with the very origin of the old world.

The roots of the World Tree were completely overwhelmed by the demigod aura emanating from Grimm. The dense roots retreated frantically, curling up tightly at the base of the ancient tree, trembling and no longer daring to make the slightest movement.

Green's gaze remained calm. With a thought, an ancient, dark fairy tale book instantly appeared before him, its pages fluttering wildly with a rustling sound.

Countless excited and frenzied noises erupted from the pages of the book, resounding throughout the entire primordial space:

"Finally! We've finally waited for this moment!"

"A new world is coming! We can finally leave this place!"

"Long live the Apostles!"

"It is my god! Long live my god!"

Green raised his hand and pressed down on the book page, his body radiating light as his purple arrogant power completely merged with the other witch factors.

Green raised his hand and pressed down on the book page. His body shone brightly, and his purple arrogant power completely merged with the other witch factors. The power of a demigod surged within his body.

boom--!

A deafening roar that shook the primordial space suddenly erupted, and the Dark Fairy Tale Book shattered violently.

Without the slightest damage, it transformed into endless pure magic power, surging towards the World Tree before them like a raging tide!

The immense magical power instantly enveloped the entire ancient tree, completely activating the origin of the old world, which was then rapidly assimilated under this power of creation.

The once incredibly thick and towering World Tree began to shrink rapidly.

The gnarled branches gradually condensed, and the wild root system gradually contracted and shed its violence.

In the blink of an eye, the towering ancient tree vanished completely, leaving behind only a small sapling about half a person's height.

The saplings have tender green branches and trunks, with a soft glimmer at the tips, and the original desolate and decaying atmosphere has completely disappeared.

Only pure and vibrant life remains, standing quietly in this space, becoming the original foundation of the new world.

The thick, oppressive gray fog around them began to slowly recede, gradually dissolving into the void.

The original, dark and dilapidated primordial space has completely lost its original color, transforming into a boundless, vast, and empty void, clear and peaceful, without a trace of the decay and heaviness of the old world.

Green's gaze was calm. He turned his head, reached out, and firmly grasped Emilia's soft little hand, his tone earnest yet gentle:

"Lia, hold on tight to me, don't get separated."

Emilia immediately gripped his hand tightly, her purple eyes scanning the new void, her heart filled with both trepidation and anticipation, as she softly asked:

"Hmm, Green, what should we do now?"

Green looked up at the World Tree sapling standing quietly ahead, a gentle yet firm light spreading across his eyes, and slowly spoke:

"Now, it's time to customize our own world."

Emilia paused, her purple eyes blinking slightly. She gazed into the depths of nothingness, then looked down at their clasped hands. A pure and earnest light shone in her eyes as she spoke softly yet firmly:

"I want a world without prejudice and discrimination."

Her voice was soft, yet it carried an unwavering conviction, her deepest wish throughout her journey.