Starting with magical girls, I'll reign supreme for eternity.

Therefore, may the curse of ultimate evil be upon you.

May you also have eternal life.

Chiba instinctively stepped back, then shook her head and said, "The miracles of magical girls don't involve despair, nor do they leave room for curses to be born..."

"However, the World Tree exists."

With a casual remark from the young man, Chiba fell silent.

Curses are rules outside the World Tree.

Like the End, it existed in the world before the World Tree was born.

Even the World Tree can only isolate the curse in a separate space.

The very birth of the World Tree was a curse born of despair.

So, just as Coco was about to transform into the World Tree, the curse was activated...

"So, the thing you troubled the Emperor with back then," Chiba murmured in disbelief, "was it just to confirm whether the curse could still be generated through the World Tree after her death?"

The boy ignored her and simply reached out to touch the huge sun wheel on the tower.

The brilliant sun finally began to fade away.

Numerous sparks scatter from the sun and fall to earth, where they are given new physical forms.

Fireworks began to gradually rise in the once silent new world.

The lights in the buildings came on one by one, and the sounds of movement began to emerge. Figures appeared from upstairs, from shadows, or from obscure corners, and after a moment's hesitation, they immediately went about their business.

Whether working, studying, eating, or resting...

The roar of vehicles filled the air, converging on the overpass, their headlights blurring into a line as they slowly crawled forward.

The stagnant water droplets fell, the screen advertisements on the building became noisy, and the sound of horns, accompanied by music, filled the last screw that keeps the world turning.

The destruction seemed to pause only for a moment, and the world quickly returned to normal, as if nothing had happened.

Chiba watched all this in silence, then glanced at the boy again.

All of this was accomplished by the boy himself, without any need for transformation.

Physical sanctification...

She couldn't even clearly see what kind of being the person in front of her had become.

It is completely imperceptible.

Taking a deep breath, Chiba looked down at the resurrected crowd.

"From the very beginning, you stuffed them into Chongxu just for this moment."

Regardless of whether the young man chooses to reduce to emptiness, the world is destined to face destruction.

This world, which has been teetering on the brink of collapse for far too long, is just one push away from utter destruction.

Moreover, unlike other old worlds, the new world, due to its forced extension of life, leaves no trace behind.

In other words, when the World Tree's destined destruction arrives, the entire world will instantly disappear.

Everyone would die on the spot.

Without the incubators of the magical realm to solidify and materialize the souls, these souls would simply return to chaos in an instant, with no possibility of resurrection.

However, through the records preserved in the Ruins, these souls not only became the final aid for the magical girls' ascension, but also possessed the possibility of resurrection.

Everyone returned to the eve of their death and continued their lives.

Rather than letting the World Tree engulf it, it's better to erase it yourself and then preserve it.

After reconstructing the world, everyone thought it was just a dream.

"But how can you be so sure that it will definitely succeed?" Chiba questioned. "Whether Coco surpasses you and completely erases you, or is reborn through a curse, the slightest mistake will lead to utter destruction. How dare you!"

"Cultivating immortality is inherently defying the heavens."

Trying to reduce losses to achieve a short position is always a high-stakes gamble.

Even in a true world of cultivation, a powerful being from the other shore would face enormous risks if they sought to reduce and empty themselves.

Moreover, this is just the world of magical girls.

Whether it's the miracle of magical girls or the curse born of despair, no one knows exactly what it can achieve.

He patted Coco's head again, his eyes filled with satisfaction and pride.

Even from the very beginning, he himself never imagined that he could achieve the reduction and shorting so quickly.

In his view, Coco's growth may not be enough, and she needs more experience and training.

To defeat her, she had to kill herself; relying solely on herself was far from enough.

Moreover, as the heir, Coco's entire life trajectory is being secretly manipulated, making it easy for her to lose herself in the process of inheriting the cause and effect.

Once Coco loses herself, then the attempt to reduce to emptiness will fail.

Even if there is a cursed rebirth, it may still be fused with cocoa.

To achieve emptiness through subtraction, the final position must be empty – meaning that after inheriting cause and effect, Coco must transcend this cause and effect, uphold herself, and in turn overwrite his record.

Only then can it be considered true success.

Otherwise, it would only mean that the cause and effect of the two people would become intertwined and merged, and they would never be able to transcend it.

It was precisely because Coco surpassed herself that the second heart she left behind took effect, becoming a remnant of the Heavenly Dao monster to replace herself.

Only when Coco is eliminated will the final cause and effect completely disappear, allowing one to achieve true fulfillment.

Surprisingly, she actually did it.

"The growth of magical girls is truly incredible."

The boy turned around and glanced at Qianye. "You don't even need a sudden enlightenment. Just by sticking to your naive fantasy and with the support of everyone, you can ascend to the heavens in one step and cross the Heavenly Dao to reach the other shore. How amazing! Even in a world that values ​​cultivation of mind and character, this is extremely rare."

After saying that, he nudged Coco.

The girl he had chosen as his successor fell from the tower.

"You've worked hard, Coco, get some rest."

……

Coco felt like she had a very, very long dream.

In my dream, I defeated the enemy alongside many other people.

But she couldn't remember who the enemy was.

All I remember is that they went through countless hardships and gave their all to finally eliminate the villains.

Everyone celebrated and congratulated each other happily, for they finally had a free future.

But soon, someone got tired and whispered that they wanted to go home.

So Coco gave up the power that everyone had given her.

Send those who helped you home and use your own strength to create a happy world for them.

Thirty million reincarnations, thirty million years, thirty million worlds—even Coco spent a lot of time and effort on that.

She remembers searching and searching in her dreams, constantly finding everyone's world, and then repairing that world.

She didn't want anyone she helped to be sad; she wanted to see everyone smile.

Let the misfortunes that came with your birth be completely overwhelmed and erased by boundless happiness.

Overwhelmed with sweetness and joy, she would never hate her own birth again.

Coco didn't know if she had done enough, but she did her best to help everyone return to their own world, to their own hometown, and live happily ever after.

Because each era's world was not destroyed by the World Tree, it developed differently.

So she had no choice but to draw a new timeline.

To keep different worlds parallel, so that they don't clash.

Because of the power that everyone had received, she returned it to everyone without hesitation, creating a new world and future for each of them.

As she gave up more and more power, Coco grew increasingly exhausted until she finally fell asleep again in her dream.

In a blur, the last people from the same world who remained by her side also left her and returned to their own lives.

Coco breathed a slight sigh of relief, just as she was resigned to sleeping like this forever, until the world faced disaster and destruction and she woke up to help everyone.

Someone whispered something in her ear.

"You've worked hard, Coco, get some rest."

That was a very familiar voice, so warm that it made all of Coco's fatigue disappear.

She instinctively tried to reach out and grab him, but she couldn't.

Then Coco felt herself falling, falling into an endless abyss, feeling dizzy and getting further and further away from that warm hand.

She wanted to call him by his name, to acknowledge his identity.

But when I open my mouth, many words come to my lips, yet I can't remember any of them.

I don't know his name, nor do I know who he is to me.

So she tried hard to open her eyes and see who that person was.

But no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't open my eyes.

"Coco, dinner's ready."

Coco opened her eyes immediately when she was called.

Not only did he open his eyes, but he also involuntarily sat up.

Then he found himself lying in his own bed.

The blanket had been kicked off the bed, the sheets were a mess, and the doll was under its bottom. It was clear it had "rebelled" again last night...

Her parents always say she has a bad sleeping posture.

Someone came in and suddenly pulled back the curtains.