Mr. Pantalone has no crazy plans today.

He became a fool who pursued the path of self-torture, not only following Pantalone but also torturing himself with his own sins.

This is her reason for becoming an executive officer, her commitment, and her belief.

They may have had their own pursuits and ideas in the past, but as the remnants of the old world, they were also working for that one and only noble ideal.

For today's fools, there is only one purpose.

That is the meaning of their existence as ghosts of the old world, no longer existing in this world.

They are embodiments of beings that do not exist in today's world; they will forever play the fool under the mask of the Fools, continuing down this path.

Lepantalone, who was at the head of the group, was also among them. He watched the figures who had chosen to continue down the path of fools and smiled gently.

"It seems there are quite a few people who have chosen to walk with me down this path of self-torture in the new world. But as remnants of the old world, are you prepared? It might be an eternal self-torture."

Although he had already confirmed it countless times, Pantalone still chose this question at this moment.

The ethereal girl simply let out that ancient, melodious laughter, revealing a pure and serene smile as she spoke.

"As a former celestial being, now a singer for fools, as a messenger of the gods, it is my duty to follow the new laws and the throne."

"There is still much work to be done. In order to pursue the highest masterpiece, it is necessary to approach the throne of heavenly justice."

After Columbia gave her answer, Sandone, who followed closely behind, glanced at Pantalone and said indifferently.

Arecino also revealed his indifferent smile, gazing at Pantalone and chuckling softly.

"Don't think I'll give up on harassing you so easily; our feud isn't over yet."

"Eternal self-torture? I imagine there must be countless struggles along that eternal path. Isn't that something that makes one feel incredibly excited just thinking about it?"

D'Artagnan's face lit up with excitement, and he laughed heartily with great interest.

Yura nodded slightly as well, watching Pantalone's figure.

"This is my journey of self-redemption, and I should personally repay all the sins that have gone to the end."

After considering the thoughts of everyone present, Pantalone, having finally received the answer, couldn't help but laugh.

"Then let us continue down this path forever. As remnants of the old world, we are ghosts that do not exist in this world. Let us raise high the banner of rewriting the laws of nature and endlessly torment ourselves on the eternal path."

"This is the curse that we fools have inflicted upon ourselves, a curse that we cannot escape, that we cannot break free from, even at the end of time, even at the eternal shore."

"Let us swear an oath here, for our lofty ideals—"

In the unknown realm of the old world, the ghosts of former executives gather here.

With brand new ideals and endless self-torture, we will advance infinitely on that eternal path.

The war will never end; for fools it is merely the beginning of another war, a curse and a torment that will torture them to their limits at the end of time.

They are the fools of the Ice Queen, the agents who carry out the will of fools.

Nothing can stop the will of a fool from being carried out.

They are ghosts forgotten by the old world, striving to build a new world that no one will abandon.

They wore immaculate garments as bright as the midnight sun, and came from that silvery snow country.

The executors, who proclaim and carry out the will of the fools, shining like polar stars, guide the fools on their tireless journey. May we, who follow them into the darkest of times, create a new world together.

At the end of that endless road lies the dawn that we will never abandon.

"For... a world of pure and unblemished beauty."

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[Tsk, the book is finished]

Author's Closing Remarks

Okay, that's the end.

There's not much to say; to be honest, this is the first time I've ever finished a series.

To be honest, this book had a lot of bad luck and encountered many setbacks along the way, but fortunately, it was finally finished.

Anyone with eyes can see that I rushed through the final draft, and I don't deny that. To be honest, at this point, I've basically written everything I wanted to write.

Including some of my personal opinions.

This book was started at the urging of my brother; I didn't initially intend to write about the Fools.

It all started on a whim, which is why the initial protagonist design was somewhat different from what I wrote later, because I only really started writing seriously when the story began with the girl's memories.

That part of the story truly completed the outline of the book and determined the protagonist's character.

Previously, I would just write down whatever came to mind, adding things as needed.

I later realized that this idea had some limitations. I found that it might have been much better if I had written about Honkai Impact. The pre-Honkai civilization was more suitable for the Wallfacer setting. But since I've already written it, there's not much more to say.

I'm not actually a huge fan of Yura, but at first I just wanted to create some dark Yura references, but then I felt it was too much trouble and I couldn't avoid writing about it, so I just left it like this.