Infinite Chimera Creation

"It seems you don't know your teacher well enough, little shield. Unless you're lying on the experimental table, your gender, age, and race will not be considered as factors affecting the experiment. Otherwise, all life is the same in my eyes, because in the face of death, every life is equal."

Setting down his pen, Yuan Yuan clapped his hands lightly, opened his eyes slightly, and gazed at Enoshima Junko, speaking in a cheerful tone.

"Alright, Little Shield, you're an excellent child. Excellent children always have some privileges, like a chance to start over. Now, do you have anything to say?"

The moment Yuan Yuan opened his eyes, in Enoshima Junko's perception, all the gazes from all directions vanished simultaneously, but the sense of impending death intensified. She even felt a monster with its gaping maw behind her, waiting for her to answer incorrectly before swallowing her whole.

[It's intensifying now, this captivating sense of despair is even stronger. If I were to choose death now, I could surely push this wonderful feeling to its peak. What should I do, what should I do? I want to just die like this, I really want to.]

[But, but, I haven't killed Ichigo yet. I love him, and I have to kill him. Yes, because I love Ichigo, I have to give up this wonderful, intoxicating experience.]

Ichigo, I've made a huge sacrifice for you, so don't let me down.

Having made up her mind, Enoshima Junko rose again and spoke with difficulty.

"I'm sorry, Professor Yuan Yuan, I overstepped my bounds."

In an instant, the sense of impending death subsided, leaving Junko Enoshima with a feeling of profound loss.

"The second privilege of outstanding children is that outstanding children are always forgiven, so the teacher forgives you."

The unpleasant smile vanished from Yuan Yuan's face, his expression returning to its icy coldness, and his voice also became indifferent.

"Alright, let's get back to the question. Why did you come to me for help when you could have killed Kurosaki Ichigo simply by using a drug?"

In fact, Yuan Yuan knew the answer to this question, because just as Enoshima Junko said, she explained this question when she killed Zhan Yamuku.

That girl, who was only in the first year of junior high school at the time and whose entire life was already tinged with despair, spoke her most genuine words with an expression that was both like crying and laughing.

Even though my sister is an idiot, I, Junko, still love her deeply. So, of course, I hope that when she dies, she will be stained with my color—the color of despair.

Yuan Yuan could tell that Enoshima Junko hadn't lied; the girl truly loved her sister deeply, just as she had said. Yet, even with such deep love, she still told Yuan Yuan, with absolute certainty, "I want to kill my sister."

Yuan Yuan clearly remembered that after Enoshima Junko uttered those words filled with love and murderous intent, the aura of despair surrounding her instantly became even stronger.

Now, even if Yuan Yuan uses force, he wants Enoshima Junko to repeat the answer he already knows, just to push her further down the road of despair and get closer to the endpoint called "madness and despair".

The girl now wore the same smile as before, and her voice, though seemingly joyful, sounded like she was crying.

"Because even though Ichigo is an idiot with zero emotional intelligence, I still love him deeply without even realizing it. So, of course I hope that on my once-in-a-lifetime solemn death ceremony, Ichigo can wear the same dress called Despair as me."

Sensing the sudden surge of despair emanating from the other person, Yuan Yuan narrowed his eyes, gently clapped his hands, and uttered the same comment as three years ago.

"Such an answer is so wonderful that it's impossible to refuse."

"So, teacher, you're willing to help me find a way to kill Ichigo? Thank you so much."

Enoshima Junko's face lit up with a bright smile. She clasped her hands together and spoke with some excitement.

"Hmm, to express my gratitude, how about I bake you a handmade cake? What do you think, teacher? Are you happy?"

Ignoring Enoshima Junko's blatant declaration of poisoning, Yuan Yuan's lips curled into a smile, and he lightly tapped the table.

"So, Professor Yuan Yuan's special course, 'How to Kill Your Loved One,' is back after three years. Good students should pay attention and not let their minds wander."

Chapter 101 Giving You True Despair

"Ichigo, Ichigo, look, you look so cool with your face covered in blood."

Holding a mirror, Junko Enoshima knelt beside Ichigo Kurosaki, whose head was bleeding profusely, a look of delight on her face. Beside her, a bloodstained crowbar lay quietly. It was this very object, known as the "Holy Sword of Physics," that had struck Ichigo's head, causing him to collapse to the ground, bleeding profusely.

"Oh, really, Ichigo, you're so handsome and charming now, doesn't that make me love you even more?"

Lying on the ground, unable to speak for a moment due to the sudden and severe blunt force trauma to his head, Kurosaki Ichigo could only stare intently at Enoshima Junko, his eyes filled with confusion and resentment. He couldn't understand why his childhood friend, who had seemed perfectly normal when they met just two days ago, would suddenly attack him with such murderous intent today.

Noticing Ichigo Kurosaki's questioning gaze, the girl tilted her head, gave a pure smile, and finished speaking her unfinished words.

"At the same time, it makes me want to kill you even more, Ichigo."

Noticing Ichigo Kurosaki's pupils contract instantly, Junko Enoshima's smile widened, and she spoke again, as if emphasizing something.

"Junko, I really love you so much, I love you so much that I want to kill you with my own hands."

"Junko, what's wrong with you? Why are you suddenly saying this? Did someone say something to you?"

After resting on the ground for a while, although his head was still throbbing with pain, Kurosaki Ichigo finally regained his ability to speak and quickly began to speak. In his mind, Enoshima Junko was a kind girl who, although somewhat capricious, would never say something like "want to kill."

"You did ask that, Ichigo."

Seeing Ichigo Kurosaki's reaction, Junko Enoshima's head tilted to one side as if it were about to be broken off.

"Because, Junko, I love Ichigo so much, but Ichigo only sees me as a friend. Of course, it's okay if you only see me as a friend, because I know that someone like me (twisted) doesn't deserve to be loved by others."

Noticing that Ichigo Kurosaki was about to say something, the girl reached out and covered his mouth, using incredible strength to shut him up completely.

"Ichigo, you can't interrupt. This is my time. Well, I'll continue then. Although I think it's okay to just be friends with Ichigo, the thought that we might not even be friends anymore because Ichigo might get a girlfriend in the future makes me feel as desperate as I love him."

This despair intoxicates me so much that I can't wait to savor the delicious despair of completely losing you.

Keeping the last, and most important, sentence buried deep in her heart, Junko Enoshima looked at Ichigo Kurosaki with anticipation in her eyes, waiting for the expression she wanted to see on his face.

It's simple to drive Ichigo Kurosaki to despair: all you need to do is make him understand your love for him, and the unwavering killing intent you have for him because of that love.

Gazing at Ichigo Kurosaki's blood-stained face, the short wait seemed to stretch on endlessly, to the point that Junko Enoshima couldn't help but recall Yuan Yuan's cold, mocking words.

[Ichigo Kurosaki is the kind of kid who likes to take on the problems of those around him, so if you just make him understand that the reason Junko Enoshima killed someone was because he made her fall in love with him, and that he is powerless to change the fact that Junko Enoshima killed someone, that will be enough to drive him to despair.]

Meeting Kurosaki Ichigo's incredulous gaze, Enoshima Junko nodded heavily, as if confirming his guess, and uttered a sentence that Yuan Yuan had described as a "killer move."

"That's right, I kill people, it's all Ichigo's fault."

[The moment you uttered those words, Ichigo Kurosaki's fate of falling into despair was already sealed. The rest is up to you.]

Sensing the aura of despair emanating from Ichigo Kurosaki, Junko Enoshima smiled gleefully. She picked up the Holy Sword of Physics that had been lying to the side and raised it high.

"Ichigo, I love you deeply."

The iron object fell and came into contact with the human head. The contest between man-made objects and humans ended with the absolute victory of man-made objects, which were forged from the fragmentation of humans.

Until the very moment of his death, the only thing echoing in Ichigo Kurosaki's mind was, "Because of me, Junko killed someone. Because of me, Junko killed someone." He didn't even realize that his soul hadn't yet left his body before it was swallowed by a tiny white gap.

Beneath Ichigo Kurosaki's corpse, a thin white crevice that had swallowed his soul slowly closed, just like everyone who died in front of Hope's Peak Academy students.

The students of Hope's Peak Academy, naturally possessing powerful spiritual abilities, should be able to see the souls of the dead, the Hollows, and the Grim Reapers. However, due to Hell's constant surveillance of them, the souls of everyone who dies before their eyes are taken over by Hell.

Since Yuan Yuan had already given instructions, neither Hueco Mundo nor Soul Society would send personnel to their respective cities. As for those foolish intruders who dared to trespass, the people of Hell would naturally handle them.

For these reasons, a group of students who should have been exposed to the real world were completely unaware of the existence of the soul.

The reason Yuan Yuan deliberately hid these facts from the trainees was so that when the truth was suddenly revealed one day, it would have a strong impact on them, and he hoped that this impact could become the final key to awakening the madness of the potential trainees.

Now, it's time to use that key.

A cold smile played on his lips. Yuan Yuan, who had been concealing himself and watching the entire process of Enoshima Junko killing Kurosaki Ichigo, slowly walked up to the girl. Looking into her expectant eyes, he spoke in a cold voice.

"You want to die, and you expect me to kill you, don't you, Little Shield?"

Without much hesitation, after only a moment's thought, Enoshima Junko bowed deeply with absolute sincerity.

"Please, teacher, kill me."

Yuan Yuan's lips curled into a slightly cruel smile as he spoke with a cold laugh.

"Little Shield, you believe that nothing, besides death, can give you a deeper sense of despair than losing a loved one. So, you choose to face the most beautiful despair with death, right?"

Ignoring Junko Enoshima's somewhat bewildered expression, Yuan Yuan reached out and pulled open a slit in the wall, emitting a chilling voice that made the girl tremble involuntarily.

"Now, I will show you, little shield, the truest despair. Come out, Mukuro."

As Yuan Yuan's voice fell, a figure exuding the aura of battlefield iron and blood slowly emerged from the white gap.

Chapter 102 Madness. Despair

Zhanren Mukuro is a girl who joined the top international mercenary organization Fenrir Wolf as a second-year student at Hope's Peak Academy and has been active on the battlefield ever since. Her title in Hope's Peak is "Soldier of Super Middle School".

While other girls were chatting with their friends about bags and cosmetics, Mukuro Senba was taking lives on the battlefield because of her interests and will. No matter how dangerous the battlefield was, it couldn't take her life. After each mission, she would attend the banquet her classmates held for her with a slightly stiff but still warm smile.

But three years ago, she had survived many battlefields without losing her life. On her birthday, she stepped into a desperate death in an amusement park. The person who killed her was her beloved younger sister, Junko Enoshima.

Today, with Yuan Yuan's cold words, the girl stepped into the real world once again and appeared in front of her beloved younger sister.

"This, how...is this possible?"

Junko Enoshima's lips trembled as she stared in disbelief at the girl whose wrists were adorned with pale chains, whose hands were tattooed with ferocious Fenrir wolves, and whose appearance remained unchanged from three years ago. For a moment, she couldn't believe her eyes.

When Shojin Mukuro reappears in the mortal world in the form of a vengeful spirit, ordinary people naturally cannot see her. However, Junko Enoshima, or rather all the students of Hope's Peak Academy, are naturally powerful spiritual beings and can clearly see her, even though she has been dead for a long time.

"Teacher, what's going on? Who is she? Three years ago, I personally cremated my sister. I'm certain that the person who turned to ashes in the flames was my sister."

Trembling, Junko Enoshima stared intently at Yuan Yuan, speaking in a frantic tone. Then, she turned to look at the silent Zhanren Mukuro, clutching her hair in anguish, her eyes becoming clouded.

"But this is also my older sister, so what exactly is going on?!"

With his cold smile unchanged, Yuan Yuan grabbed Enoshima Junko's hand, pulled her in front of Senba Mukuro, ignored her pleading attempts to escape, and pressed her hand against Senba Mukuro's face.

In an instant, the human named Junko Enoshima collapsed.

"It's real, it's fake, it must be fake."

"No, this feeling is real,"

"Nonsense! My sister is dead. I did it myself! It's fake! It must be fake!"

"You can't fool me. This touch, this warmth, it must be my sister."

……

Frenzied words poured out of Junko Enoshima's mouth as she frantically pulled at her hair, as if arguing with herself, her face contorted with rage and pain.

Seeing Junko Enoshima's pained expression, Mukuro Ikusa's eyes flickered slightly, as if she wanted to step forward and hug her to comfort her. However, just as she was about to lift her foot, she seemed to suddenly remember something and abruptly stopped, reverting to her cold demeanor. Yet, in her eyes, a trace of pain similar to Junko Enoshima's also appeared.

"Little Shield, I've told you before, you're excellent and very smart. Someone as smart as you should have already guessed the truth, so why are you unwilling to admit it?"

With a soft chuckle, Yuan Yuan grabbed Enoshima Junko's hand, forced her to look into his eyes, and ruthlessly stated the truth she had already guessed but refused to admit.

"That's right, the afterlife does exist."

The moment the word "的" was uttered, Enoshima Junko, who had been crying incessantly just a moment before, seemed to have pressed a mute button, and instantly lost all her voice.

Releasing his grip and letting Junko Enoshima collapse to the ground, Yuan Yuan squatted down and gazed into her eyes, which had lost all their luster.

"The afterlife is called Hueco Mundo and Soul Society, where the souls of the dead reside. However, these souls can also die. After death, they go to Hell, where they live a life of torment until they suffer a mental breakdown and die again. Although no one knows whether the soul will go to another world after this death, given the existence of the previous two afterlife worlds, it is not surprising that a third, fourth, or even countless afterlife worlds could be deduced."

Looking into Junko Enoshima's cloudy eyes, Yuan Yuan spoke softly, revealing his most genuine despair to her in the gentlest of voices.