I'm on the Ark, and I started as a succubus.

She's been through too much of this, so she knows it very well.

Those mercenaries who followed her, after their Oripathy became severe, would one night spend all the money they had saved as mercenaries on good food, drink a lot of alcohol with everyone, talk a lot, and act more optimistic than anyone else—

—Then, the next day, no one could see him anymore.

People will say it's full, it's full, so-and-so is full.

"Full" means that the long suffering has finally ended, and one has gone to enjoy happiness elsewhere.

Anyway, they'll never come back.

After a long while, Niyan asked softly, "Are you leaving?"

"Um……"

Bai Chen paused for a moment before saying softly, "He's gone out the door and probably won't be back for a while."

He embraced Niyan, cupped her face, and pressed his forehead against her smooth skin. "I promise you, 'I' will come back often. I promised Niyan I would always be by her side, and Niyan said she would always be there to illuminate my life, didn't she?"

Mudstone did not respond.

She just pursed her cherry lips tightly, her voice slightly choked with sobs.

"Believe me."

Bai Chen said softly, "Gods never lie, nor do they deign to lie. I promised Niyan, and I will always be there, forever."

Lotus arm suddenly locked onto him, and Mud Rock rested its head on his shoulder, nodding vigorously.

"Don't worry, Zao Lu and the others are all here, Ni Yan won't be bored."

Bai Chen patted Ni Yan's back, "I will come back, and I will always be here."

……

……

Longmen.

Chaos reigned in the city, and an eerie pink light emanated from the city walls and surrounding areas, with almost endless whispers echoing through the streets.

Bai Chen finally arrived in this mobile city.

Everything has come to an end.

Both this city and this land filled with beautiful girls should come to an end.

He scanned his surroundings and shouted:

"Don't you know that you need to be quiet when the main character appears? It's not your turn to cheer and applaud yet."

The whispers that had been circulating in the streets instantly fell silent.

In the silence, Bai Chen stood still for six seconds, as if waiting for the spotlight to fall on him at the opening of a grand ball.

Six seconds later, cheers, screams... and frenzied howls and roars erupted.

6万道不同的声音，又或亦是66万道，666万……6亿、6兆、6兆亿乃至是更多妖魔恶魔的声音一同发出了最为疯狂、扭曲的疯狂癫狂嘶嚎。

They celebrate the arrival of their master, or rather, the birth of consciousness.

The sixth wave of terrifying howls and shrieks, almost shattering everything, reached its peak.

Bai Chen finally made a further move, six strange curved blades and twisted longswords appeared in his hands, and his six arms danced in mid-air at angles multiples of 6 degrees.

He didn't seem to be there for the chaotic battlefield of the moving city, but rather as the lead actor in an opera.

Six twisted, bizarre, scimitar-shaped longswords danced gracefully in mid-air, each swing or slash at an angle six times greater than the previous one.

Bai Chen sang a melodious and clear aria, his voice elegant and beautiful, his absolutely perfect tone and technique enough to make any singer in the world feel incredulous, it was simply beyond the reach of humankind.

The mottled colors flowing from the six longswords lingered in mid-air, transforming into a slowly unfolding, dazzling, multicolored scroll as Bai Chen moved forward.

The eerie yet dazzling light twisted, ran wildly, and even roared, spreading along the streets of Lungmen.

Oh~ the streets of Lungmen are gone. The ground has been transformed into a pile of flesh and bones, a mixture of blood and filth.

The flesh and blood of pigs, dogs, cows, sheep, fish, whales, crocodiles, or other creatures are all fused together inside, presenting only extreme distortion and a more symbolic and terrifying purple-pink radiance.

Almost at that moment, the area seemed to have truly transformed into a large theater that was both extremely luxurious and extremely bloody, twisted, and bizarre.

Twisted, fleshy creatures, like a hodgepodge of all sorts of strange beings, and demons appeared in the audience seats surrounding the theater.

Everything was indistinct, seemingly present yet not present.

They were almost completely captivated by the scene before them, laughing wildly and cheering hysterically, trying every possible way to reward the perfect opera before them.

Tearing off scalp and flesh to inflict the greatest pain on oneself, unleashing the most extreme and purest emotions... these are their best gifts and the best rewards.

To offer hysterical praise to this greatest, most magnificent, and epic opera.

Bai Chen's sword strikes are all multiples of 6 degrees.

perfect.

Each step taken while rotating is based on a beat with a base of 6.

perfect.

Each turn and leap is a multiple of 6 degrees.

perfect.

Six times, or perhaps sixty-six times, or even multiples of six, after a gentle, lyrical, and sorrowful aria, Bai Chen's voice gradually transformed into a manic, hysterical, and shrill howl.

After another 6 or 66 times, it transformed into an indescribable clamor and a sharp, frenzied roar.

They were accompanied by extremely distorted and bizarre vibrant colors, which enveloped the entire city and completely enveloped it.

Bai Chen arrived at the joint defensive line temporarily constructed by Chen Huijie, Talulah, and the remaining personnel, along with the silver-armored knights.

There was no conflict, no unnecessary confrontation, just swords drawn and slashing at each other.

The moment He arrived, the moment He truly descended upon this land filled with beautiful maidens, the moment He truly gained self-awareness, all the strife, all the bloody gladiatorial combat, everything came to an end.

Even the knights in their silver heavy armor could not maintain their sanity the moment He was born.

The sacred runes that could ward off demons dimmed, and the mental barrier that could protect the mind from invasion shattered. Indescribable, twisted tentacles covered with barbed teeth invaded, toying with and playing with it. Pleasure and joy filled the ground, defiling and twisting the mind into all sorts of strange shapes.

"What kind of being are you?"

Before his consciousness completely collapsed and his body was completely transformed into twisted and grotesque flesh, the Grand Master among the silver-armored knights let out a fierce roar.

who am I?

This question made Bai Chen smile.

He is the God of love, and also the God who is loving.

He is the god of lust, and also the god of true love.

He is the god of joy, and also the god of sorrow.

He is the master of all beautiful girls, and also the god of pure love.

He is the past, the present, and the future.

He exists because He is destined to exist; He is invincible at this moment because He is on the only timeline where He will absolutely win.

He will absolutely be born, and He will absolutely exist in the world. The emotions accumulated by countless intelligent beings, both positive and distorted, will all contribute to His birth.

The winds of the future can carry seeds of the future, and these seeds can also sprout and grow strong in the past.

Space, which has no concept of space, no concept of time, and no concept of specific physical substance, has no distinction between past, future, and present.

Space without a specific physical concept becomes infinite, the essence of subspace is manifested, the thirty-sixth millennium, accompanied by the fall of the Eldarin empire, a race of extreme pleasure with extremely sensitive senses and emotions, and their countless souls.

The extreme shrieking and howling spread, causing a storm that shook everything in the physical universe.

He was officially born in countless worlds.

In this very instant, He exists in the past, present, and future.

He has always been there, and from this moment on, He will permeate every corner of history in different worlds, and will never disappear.

He is destiny and the only one.

There has never been anything strange enough for Him to harm beautiful girls, nor has anyone been able to stop Him from killing them or to protect, cherish, and pamper them. Furthermore, no one, or even a god, has ever been able to do so.

—Except for Himself.

From beginning to end, or perhaps from end to beginning, when He prayed to the temple of the gods, the only one who answered Him was Himself.

He did not twist or tempt people to fall, because from the very beginning, it was only that He wanted so much.

Everything became clear.

Therefore, without any conceptual space, He uttered His name, which was used to manifest His existence—

—Salix.

He is both God's will and the only one.

(The End)

Finish this testimonial

The series has ended.

It was rather rushed, even rotten.

However, there was no way around it. After receiving two yellow card warnings, any further mishap would result in the book being taken down. After those two yellow card warnings, I became hesitant and lost the motivation to continue writing.

I really felt like I couldn't hold on any longer. Every time I picked up a pen, I was worried and scared. Everyone should know what kind of content I mainly write about. Suddenly, I got two yellow cards. Writing felt so restrictive, like my hands were being held down and I wasn't allowed to type. It was incredibly painful.

It was so painful, so incredibly painful. Continuing to type felt like torture.

Sorry.

That's all for now. See you all again someday.