Fighting you is like being in jail.

What does this have to do with me? I'm not the only god in this world.

I need to explain clearly. At this point, it's best to state your relationship, attitude, and situation in just one sentence.

"What does this have to do with me? Do you even remember how many loaves of bread you've eaten?"

A perfect explanation!

"What……?!

Altair's pupils contracted, his eyes widened in disbelief, his eyelashes trembled, and he stared blankly, even his breathing stopped for a moment.

The glistening tears in her eyes streamed down her cheeks, and as they passed the corner of her mouth, she bit her lip, leaving a row of teeth marks.

This answer completely shattered her last psychological defenses, leaving her so aggrieved that she could only cry.

You

How could you be so cruel?

"You guys... damn it!"

Just as Altair was about to break down and scream, a military knife suddenly appeared in his palm, and the five fingers of his metal hand squeezed the hilt, making a scraping sound like a mournful groan.

She rushed forward without hesitation.

The blade was pointed at Leng Chang.

The next second, she vanished without warning, leaving only the gust of wind from her sprint rushing towards Leng Chang's face and lifting his short bangs.

Altair has disappeared.

It was as if they were forcibly interrupted and taken away.

It tastes like time has stopped!

Homura Akemi saved Altair!

Something seems off.

Leng Chang subtly sensed something was amiss, blinked, and looked clearly at the black and white mound he had broken apart in his hand.

The next second, the black and white hill jumped up and put its white half back into its body, restoring it to its original black and white state.

"Wow! Creator! I'm already in such a miserable state, can't you give me a permanent position?"

"I'm busy! I'm trying to figure out what's wrong..."

"..."

......

night.

Inside an abandoned building.

Altair lay severely injured on the dusty cement floor, surrounded by darkness from which he could neither see nor hear anything.

Only the cars passing by on the main street whizzed by, their lights illuminating the walls of the buildings before plunging into darkness.

"moment…....

Altair, his chest cut open, murmured softly, his blue eyes losing their luster, as gray as if he were on his deathbed.

The fingers of the metal glove touched the ground, but felt nothing, only the sound of metal hitting the concrete floor.

Everything around was pitch black, without even a glimmer of light.

But under the moonlight, a black-haired girl walked up in high heels, her thighs wrapped in black stockings, perfectly outlining an artistic curve.

She knelt down in front of Altair, reached out and lifted the Russian-style military coat, and frowned slightly as she looked at the cut that stretched from her collarbone to her side waist.

"Don't worry, I'll save you. You can't fall here yet."

Homura Akemi's voice rang out, followed by the sounds of disinfectant being sprayed and wounds being stitched up, filling the abandoned building.

"Who..." Altair's weak voice rang out. Her blue eyes could not see much to begin with, and now in the darkness, she could not see who it was.

"Akami Homura".

"Thanks…...

"Ok.

Upon receiving the reply, Altair expressed his gratitude with all his might.

Chapter 71 I will create a world with you!

The next day.

Special Countermeasures Department.

Officials have taken note of Altair and the others' actions, and have also summoned Sata, Meteora, Selesia, and the creator of the creation to the countermeasures department.

The head of the countermeasures department is Kikuchihara Aki.

The conference room was now filled with people around the round table, their faces showing disbelief and shock at the situation. However, after learning what had happened, they all became serious.

Due to Leng Chang's interference, Chikyuuin Makoto, who was originally responsible for the casualties, became Jason, the system's host.

Therefore, people nowadays understand the dangers involved.

Who exactly is that princess in military uniform? Does anyone know?

Someone asked curiously, as everyone was puzzled by Altair's identity, especially his purpose and motives.

At that moment, a hint of guilt flashed across Sota's face. He knew Altair's identity, the situation, and even her purpose, but he opened his mouth without saying anything.

"Regardless, we must handle this properly. Next, we need to be prepared...we must eliminate these dangerous factors!"

Kikuchi Aki's dark eyes flashed with seriousness as she spoke, her hands resting on the table, her tone full of certainty and leaving no room for argument.

Those around him nodded emphatically, indicating that they already had a plan for the campaign against Altair.

This is all thanks to Meteora, whose research into the world as a sage is incredibly powerful. The existence of the power of recognition has now been discovered through the explorations of Selesia and her author, Takashi Matsubara.

As long as our side's recognition level is higher than Altair's, we can defeat her.

After the meeting ended, Sata was somewhat dazed.

I felt dazed and confused on the way home.

Meteora and Selesia, who were nearby, noticed this and quickly offered words of comfort:

"Sata, don't worry about it. We won't look down on you because you sprayed the whole room with diarrhea."

Sota's lips twitched like a short-circuited wire, and his black eyes looked as if they were dead beyond any doubt.

Which pot does not open which pot.

However, after the embarrassing moment of trying to carry the train away from the city, he still managed a brave, albeit awkward, laugh.

"No... I'm not thinking about that."

"What is that?" Serega asked in confusion, blinking her eyes wide.

66 “It’s nothing…” Sota still didn’t have the courage to say it, but the guilt in his heart was greater than ever before, constantly tormenting him and making him feel like he was being strangled.

.....

On the other side, inside an abandoned building.

Altair had recovered from her serious injuries, and the first thing she saw when she opened her eyes was Homura Akemi sitting in the black chair opposite her.

Black stockings encased her legs, casually crossed and folded. Her school uniform remained neat and clean. The red-rimmed glasses on her face reflected the image of the book in her hand. Her purple eyes paused as Altair woke up, and she looked up at him.

Her braided hairstyle made her appear soft, but her eyes radiated a level of awareness and energy that only adults possess.

"Awake?" Her pale pink lips moved slightly.

"Um.'

Altair, lying on the black sofa, responded softly, her eyes fixed on Homura Akemi, as if she had noticed something was wrong with Homura and was puzzled.

At this moment, the military-style bra at her chest had been opened, and white bandages wrapped around her upper body, clearly revealing the curves of her chest.

Homura Akemi glanced at him calmly, nodded, and said:

"Get some rest. I've treated your injuries, and at your recovery speed, you should be fully healed by today."

"Thank you." Altair nodded, a smile playing on his lips, looking at Homura Akemi with extreme gratitude.

But Homura Akemi stopped paying attention to her and continued looking down at the book in her hands.

He said as he flipped through the pages:

"No need to thank me. In some ways, you and I are very similar. I just can't bear to see you like this, but there's one difference between us. I chose to fight against the world to save her, while you chose to destroy the world for her."

"You...know?"

Altair's pupils contracted, and he opened his mouth slightly in surprise, staring wide-eyed at Homura Akemi sitting in the black chair.

The dusty air from the abandoned building filled my nose and mouth at that moment, making me feel a little uncomfortable.

But it didn't make her feel anything at all.

Homura Akemi slowly raised her head, her eyes once again falling on Altair.

"You don't think I haven't become a magical girl yet, do you?"

"What's going on? I clearly saw you when..."

"That's all because of that guy that you think that way."

"That guy?"

"Cold and ordinary."

"Him!? You're all in cahoots?!"

Altair became alert, his eyes flashing with wariness, and his brows furrowing in a serious expression.

However, her body is currently unresponsive, and she can only lean against the sofa.

"I'm different from him."

"What exactly is your purpose?!"

"My purpose? I will help you."

"What's the meaning?"

“You and I are very similar, so I’ve decided to help you. But you need to understand one thing: I can only help you take revenge, not help you destroy the world. Your hatred and resentment are a disaster for innocent people.”

"You... want me to give up?"

"No, it's just to make you give up on destroying the world."

"What a joke! A world without moments... a world that killed moments! My anger, my resentment, and the innocence of moments, who will make amends?!"

She roared in fury, resisting everything. She couldn't tolerate the man who killed her mother still roaming freely before her eyes. As a child created by Setsuna Shimazaki, she would never allow herself to stop.

“Right now, you’re like a child with nowhere to vent your grievances. You’ve lost your mother… and you’re constantly watching the person who killed your mother get away with it. That would be torture for anyone. I understand you, so I came.”

Homura Akemi spoke slowly, her purple eyes gradually softening as she looked at the angry Altair.

"I can help you revive Setsuna."

"What did you say!?"

"So, your anger, your resentment... I will help you. So, Altair... give up destroying the world, and I will bring your beloved Shimazaki Setsuna back to you."

At that moment, Altair stared in shock at Homura Akemi, who was gazing at her. Her lips trembled slightly as she bit her lip to hold back her tears.

"I...I...I only wanted to live happily for a moment...but why! Such a gentle moment, I can't get even a little bit of it...I did nothing wrong, why do I have to suffer other people's vague accusations...Setsuna did nothing wrong, she did nothing wrong!"

Tears streamed uncontrollably down her fair cheeks, and endless grievances erupted at that moment; she cried like a child.

She was just a child herself.

On January 8, 2016, Sota posted his work online. It was almost entirely graffiti, lacking any real skill. However, he received encouragement from Setsuna Shimazaki, and the two began exchanging ideas.

On April 30, 2016, after becoming friends, the two agreed to attend the HAKONIWA conference and SNS festival together.

On June 17, 2016, Souta received news that Setsuna Shimazaki was collaborating with a well-known producer, which made him jealous, so he stopped contacting her.

On June 23, 2016, Shimazaki Setsuna suddenly became a sensation, which aroused the jealousy of netizens. She was accused of plagiarizing character designs and music, and netizens created a wiki page to compile her personal plagiarism behavior. She was subjected to cyberbullying, and even went offline to expose her character. Her personality was slandered, and even her neighbors mistakenly thought that she was a bad person.