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Hikigaya's smile was forced and insincere.

He doesn't have any of those happy memories of being a top student in Group A.

And I absolutely do not want to experience the painful training memories of D-level personnel...

"Also, I remember that Chaldea's D-class personnel are death row inmates, antisocial individuals, and mutants, right? What did Kiyotaka and I do wrong? I want to see the director, I want to see my superiors! I've served Chaldea, I've shed blood for the world..."

Seeing Kazuma's smug expression, Hikigaya felt even more resentful and clenched his fist tightly.

"Is it possible—and I mean possible—that we saved the world because we were the ones who almost destroyed it by releasing the commander's reflection?"

Hikigaya: "..."

Well, indeed, their act of releasing their superiors is already inhumane.

but.....

His face suddenly contorted into a ferocious expression as he gripped the neck of Kazuma Sato, the sixth-ranked player in Group A, tightly.

"And what about you, you bastard?"

Hachiman almost shed tears of blood, gritting his teeth: "You're the real culprit, okay? You're the one who should be cannon fodder to atone for your sins, you bastard!!"

"Let go, let go! Are you trying to murder Lord Kazma, who is protecting you?"

Both of their faces turned red, but the corners of their mouths still unconsciously curled up.

That bastard definitely wants to take this opportunity to kill him, right?

Just because you're jealous of Lord Kazuma?

That's so ugly, Hikigaya-san.

Hikigaya unconsciously became even more ferocious, trying to kill this bastard.

But the memories in Kazuma's mind now have an average C-grade rating, and even his magic power has doubled.

He easily broke free and ran away.

"Assemble immediately! We're about to begin the spirit transfer. Hurry and catch up with your beloved Lady Kazuma, or you'll be shot if you try to escape!"

......

"Is this Chaldea?"

The tall, red-haired youth, who seemed like the embodiment of a righteous hero, stared blankly at the starry sky outside the metal wall.

It's located on the moon—no, the entire moon is part of Chaldea?

They truly deserve to be called the saviors of many worlds.

However, the second place in Group A is really an overestimation; he's just an ordinary swordsman.

......

"Let me go! Let me go right now! Why are you doing this to me...?"

The black-haired boy struggled, his sharp, emerald-green eyes filled with resentment.

But the man in front of him, holding documents and dressed in a crisp white uniform, remained unmoved.

"Eren Yeager, the culprit who will bring about the destruction of the world in the future, I am forcibly conscripting you, a member of the advance investigation team, in the name of Chaldea. I hope you can use your worthless life to make a contribution to the future of humanity."

A hint of disdain flashed in the man's eyes.

If you want revenge, then take revenge. Every wrong has its perpetrator, and every debt must be repaid with blood. But what do you mean by destroying the world?

They're already miserable as wage slaves, and you want to kill their whole family too?

Besides, that was an era similar to World War I, where ordinary people suffered even more. You're just trying to give them relief, aren't you?

Why don't you go and cultivate the principle of freedom of that [beast]?

The most crucial one.

Knowing full well it would kill his own mother, he still did it. What a naive child.

Your mother was relieved that you managed to escape before she was eaten alive, son?

"future?"

The boy's pupils contracted.

What is the future of his world?

"You can even do something like this?"

In fact, he agreed to the Federation's request in order to find the all-powerful wish-granting machine to undo regrets, including saving his mother...

.....

reality.

Countless people looked up at the perspective within that band of light and were stunned.

Wait, what is this? A live broadcast?

now.

worldwide.

All countries and nationalities.

Regardless of gender, age or status.

Everyone looked up in astonishment, watching as different perspectives slowly emerged from the great band of light that stretched across the sky.

There are ten in total.

This is clearly the perspective of the ten players who cleared the game, or perhaps, at this moment, in another era, on the other side of the timeline, what they hear and see.

"The game has been updated, and the first chapter, Burning Fuyuki, has officially begun."

Is a human being a single individual?

"Or is it a personality composed of countless different facets?"

"When faced with different choices, different environments, and different experiences, is it still the same person?"

"The weak may become strong, the noble may become base, and the base may become heroes..."

"Witness it: different lives, different endings."

"Rewrite the predetermined ending, rewrite the predetermined fate, the burned-out humanity, the blanked history of humankind... Rewrite everything, ignite a new flame from the embers, and create a great order..."

There is no VR equipment.

The game was completely discontinued.

Three options were presented to even those who had never entered the game before.

【witness.】

[Witness the Motion Sensing Mode]

[Witness from God's Perspective]

Yes, they really aren't acting anymore.

(╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻。

They didn't offer any other options at all.

While others hesitate.

Yang Nai had already decisively pressed the motion sensing mode. Her vision darkened, and she transformed into a ghostly point of light, passing through the bizarre and fantastical gaps in time. When her eyes brightened again, she was already floating beside Xue Xia.

You can feel the flow of magic, smell the fragrance of flowers, and sense the mystery and profound charm of the silver metal walls.

However, nothing can be changed...

No matter how many times I teased her in the snow, she didn't react at all.

Obviously.

As a witness, she had no way of interfering with any of Yukinoshita's decisions.

But why are these witnesses needed?

suddenly.

Yang then thought of the definition of a Heroic Spirit.

Those are the heroic spirits that are elevated by great deeds and legends and engraved in human history.

And legends... need witnesses.

......

"Is this creating heroic spirits?!"

all around the world.

Whether from official or civilian circles, many people who thought of this stood up and murmured in disbelief.

Those are heroic spirits.

They are said to be on par with gods.

In other words, this is a ritual, a ritual of ascension to godhood.

Those ten spots were not for anything else, but for becoming gods.

"Bang~"

An office.

A powerful figure crushed a water glass in his hand, his eyes bloodshot, his heart aching so much he could hardly breathe.

If they had known it would be like this, who would be afraid of death or pain? They would have gone themselves long ago.

Compared to God, compared to immortality, mere suffering is nothing.

Although a spot may only be a spot, and an opportunity may only be an opportunity, perhaps out of ten people, not even one will make it.

Even a one in a billion chance of becoming a Heroic Spirit is still a chance!

Sorry, the transitions were a bit difficult to come up with, so I kept writing and deleting, and that's why it's a little late!

Volume 1: Chapter 98 The Admired Professor Aizen!

"Come back...come back, Reinhard!"

European Union Observatory.

The impeccably dressed gentlemen were completely dumbfounded. With red eyes, they rushed to the spot where Reinhard had disappeared, shouting in utter disarray.

What did they do?

They actually gave up the possibility of becoming a Heroic Spirit?

Everyone was completely stunned.

At that moment, their profound regret was so intense that they could practically cosplay as Eren.

.....

But Reinhard managed to clear the game through sheer skill.

Everyone in the EU is like this, and a group of bigwigs in the federal government are even more dumbfounded.

In fact, with Allen's brain, how could he possibly pass the game on his own?

It was purely because that unlucky Captain America, with the help of the state, died countless times before finally getting close to the finish line.

But since they were their own people, they realized there might be a loophole in the quota, so they let the experimental subject from Japan take the place.

And you're telling me that it might be a Heroic Spirit slot?

What a joke.