[Repair Progress: 57,172/100,000]
The Kingdom of Skoll was a minor coastal nation, yet its bustling trade had forged massive economic power, paired with impressive technological growth.
It was a rare Electrical Powerhouse.
While most nations only achieved power coverage in developed hubs, Skoll had reached total nationwide Electrification.
Its citizens enjoyed some of the highest per capita income on the globe.
Naturally, the nation was flush with Wealth. Under a wise sovereign, the people of Skoll were arguably the happiest alive.
However,
That was all in the past.
A year ago, the ruthless Crown Prince Bagna staged a Coup, seizing the throne and throwing Skoll into absolute Chaos.
The military splintered, and the kingdom bled out in a Civil War. A once-vibrant nation was swallowed by Conflict, its decades of progress vaporized instantly while its people rotted in Suffering.
Bagna was a savage Tyrant. His first move after usurping power was to deploy a Religious Cult to brainwash and shackle the masses.
Most Skoll citizens were Atheistic Materialists, largely bulletproof to such brainwashing. Historically, no Religious Authority had ever stood above the Monarchy. Those who resisted rose in open Rebellion against the Tyrannical Ruler.
Bagna didn't blink, continuing to ram his Cult through the capital to maintain his grip.
Such Brutality eventually caught the eye of the Tulip Organization. Sensing a total collapse, they deployed elite forces to stabilize the region.
A Lieutenant General arrived in the Kingdom of Skoll with a battalion.
It was Arnold.
Ten years had passed. He had climbed from Major General to Lieutenant General, proving he now wielded Tier 4 combat prowess—the brutal requirement for his rank.
Having just crushed a local riot, his aide handed Arnold the latest Intelligence files.
"Dongli, Rénald, Isaac, Curitis…"
Arnold scanned the dossiers, a headache forming. These were the Thugs and Criminals recruited by Bagna to enforce his Tyranny.
Every single one had a record of Heinous Crimes.
They were Street Rats, not Royal Guards.
A massive Inferno roared through a nearby building, thick Black Smoke choking the air—the signature of Thugs looting during the Chaos.
As Arnold's troops marched past the burning wreckage, he spotted a figure amidst the Flames and froze mid-step.
Turning sharply, he hurried toward Mei and snapped a salute.
"Miss, it has been far too long!"
"Mm."
"What brings you here, Miss?"
"Just something that caught my Interest."
With that,
Mei tracked a Black Crow circling the sky. Through its eyes, she felt the piercing gaze of a woman with long Blue Hair.
Hundreds of kilometers away, inside the Royal Palace of Skoll's capital, a gang of killers—Bagna's personal Guards—were gathered.
While Skoll burned and its people bled, the Palace was lost in Feasts and Debauchery.
The ringleaders were Dongli and Rénald, whom Arnold knew, but two others commanded the room.
The first was a mature woman with long Blue Hair, wearing traditional Tatra robes that gave her an Exotic edge. Her name was Asuna.
The other was a monstrously Muscular man. Even with his Aura suppressed, the weight of his presence sent Shivers down the spine.
He looked less like a man and more like a Wild Beast in human skin.
His name was Griffith.
Asuna leaned against the stone wall, her voice cutting through the drunken noise: "The Tulip Organization has deployed a Lieutenant General to end the Unrest in Skoll."
"..."
The silence broke instantly.
The Guards exploded into laughter.
"HAHAHA!"
"Just a Lieutenant General? They spit on our King! His Majesty Bagna's power is absolute. A single Lieutenant General is nothing."
"Heh, let's slaughter those Lackeys."
"They'd need three Lieutenant Generals just to make it a fight!"
"..."
Ignoring the trash talk, Asuna's next words dropped the temperature to zero.
"And a Grand Marshal."
"?!?"
"What?!"
"PFFT—"
Rénald, his face carved with Scars, sprayed wine across the table. "Asuna… what did you just say?"
Asuna's cold eyes swept the room.
"And a Grand Marshal."
"A… a… a Grand Marshal?!?"
Rénald lost his footing, tumbling from his chair, his tongue heavy with Terror. Cold Sweat drenched his back instantly.
Panic swallowed the room.
"What do we do? What do we do?!"
"That's a Grand Marshal! We're dead!"
"Should we Run? Right now?!"
"Great idea!"
BANG!
Griffith's reaction was different. Excitement flared in his eyes as he slammed his cup down.
He rasped to Asuna, "Is it Her?"
"Yes."
Asuna nodded. "Historical Records say she left her mark in Skoll. I've confirmed it's Her."
"Then this is Perfect!"
Griffith was already surging with Adrenaline.
"DON'T PANIC!!!"
Isaac, the only one with a head on his shoulders, roared to regain control. "Listen! Do you really think Tulip would waste a Grand Marshal on us?"
The killers traded looks.
Isaac pressed his advantage. "Of course not. A couple of Lieutenant Generals is all it takes. A Grand Marshal is Overkill. Besides, Asuna, have you ever even seen a Grand Marshal? Can you prove it's Her?"
"I know it's Her."
Asuna crushed his hope, word by word. "Black Hair, Black Eyes, Blue Coat… a Traveler dressed as a woman…"
As Asuna spoke, a vivid image burned into their minds. Isaac could almost see her.
Wait.
She wasn't just in their heads; she was standing right there!
A woman in Traveler's gear had materialized in the center of the Hall. Without speaking a word, her Presence felt like the center of the Universe.
Mei gave a soft smile.
"Excuse me, everyone."
"R… REALLY?!"
Rénald, the scarred thug, was a shaking wreck. Pale and stumbling, he stared at the figure who had appeared from Thin Air.
His last shred of hope—that Asuna was wrong—evaporated.
The men shook violently, barely daring to Breathe, terrified of catching Mei's eye. No one expected a real Grand Marshal to just walk into the room.
The Horror was absolute.
In the dead air, Isaac swallowed hard, forcing a sickly smile while his body Trembled.
"Miss, who are you?"
"..."
Mei didn't answer, her focus on Asuna. Through the Ālaya-Vijñāna, Mei effortlessly stripped Asuna's memories.
Suddenly,
She found Asuna much more fascinating.
"You're from the Future…"
BANG!
A Gunshot cut her off. When the Tension snaps, the nerves trigger Instinctive Defense.
Kill the Threat!
The Thugs, thinking Mei was here to Eliminate them for the Tulip Organization, were ready to die fighting.
By mistake.
A shot was fired.
It triggered a Chain Reaction. The Thugs attacked like rabid dogs, making Isaac howl in Fury.
"FOOLS!!!"
In an instant,
Time shattered into infinite fragments. The Brownian Motion of dust came to a dead stop.
Under this Time Manipulation, Causal Force descended. Space stretched forever, followed by Void Energy roaring like a Storm.
The Bullets, and the men, could never touch Mei. The Past became the Future. Dongli, Rénald, Isaac, Curitis—everyone was swept away by the Power.
Like a Typhoon.
Everyone who swung at Mei was instantly turned into a Bloody Mess. The Residual Force kept grinding, throwing survivors through the air.
BOOM!
"PFFT—"
Isaac and the rest coughed up Blood, hitting the floor without a prayer, broken by the Power.
Against this force,
They didn't even see the Attack before half of them were Dead. The survivors weren't strong; they were just lucky and Terrified.
Rénald bled from the mouth, his eyes wide with Horror.
What just happened?!
Mei glanced at them. "I have no interest in wasting Time on you."
Thank god!
Hearing that,
Despite their mangled bodies, Isaac and the others clawed their way toward the exit, wishing they had more legs to Run faster, vanishing into the night.
"HOLY CRAP! That was definitely a Grand Marshal!!!"
"Shut up!"
"RUN!"
Those in front sprinted; those behind chased their own Souls.
This was the ultimate Nightmare.
In a heartbeat, only three were left: Asuna, silent; Griffith, unbothered, chugging Wine.
After stripping their memories, Mei saw the truth. It was insane: Asuna and Griffith were both from the Future.
They were from twenty years ahead.
They had jumped back to hand Mei a few gifts. To Mei's question, Asuna nodded. "Yes. Do you remember me?"
At that moment,
Asuna smiled. It was a Miracle. "Thirty years ago—ten years ago for you—we met once."
Mei remembered.
"I was Fishing; you were Stealing things."
The memory brought a rare smile to Asuna's face. She got straight to the point. Three Glowing Orbs appeared in her palm and floated toward Mei.
"Here. These three items are for You."
HUM—
The Book of Truth manifested. The orbs didn't merge, but the Repair Progress began to skyrocket; these were three Fragments of Truth.
[Repair Progress: 90,172/100,000]
In one move,
The progress hit 90,000, nearly finished. This meant Mei had cleared four Upgrade Tasks in a single breath.
Four Random Rewards!
She waited with Interest.
Then,
The Book of Truth pulsed with Mystical Energy, forging four items before Mei.
The Interface flared.
[Upgrade Task 6 Completed]
[Receiving one random reward]
[Item Acquired: True · Death Substitute]
"..."
[Upgrade Task 7 Completed]
[Receiving one random reward]
[Item Acquired: True · Source Annihilation]
"..."
[Upgrade Task 8 Completed]
[Receiving one random reward]
[Item Acquired: True · Source Annihilation]
"..."
[Upgrade Task 9 Completed]
[Receiving one random reward]
[Item Acquired: True · Source Annihilation]
"..."
Four nearly identical Voodoo Dolls, hand-sized. One [True · Death Substitute], and three [True · Source Annihilation] dolls.
——
[Item: True · Source Annihilation]
[Type: Item · One-Time Use]
[Description: Write a target's name on the doll to inflict ultimate Source Annihilation. Bypasses all Defenses, Regeneration, and Death Substitution. Inflicts True Death; cannot be resisted by anything below Tier 8.]
——
[Item: True · Death Substitute]
[Type: Item · One-Time Use]
[Description: When facing True Death, this item triggers automatically, countering Source Annihilation. Cannot be suppressed by anything below Tier 8.]
——
The two items were perfect mirrors, wielding God-Tier power. With [True · Source Annihilation], Mei could erase even Tier 8 beings.
Pure Power!
These rewards crushed Mei's expectations. Even the undying life of a Primordial Daemon would be erased at the Conceptual Source.
Once erased, you stayed Dead. And if someone tried that on Mei, the [True · Death Substitute] would save her.
Absolute Insanity!
Without a doubt,
Mei knew these were Tier 8 artifacts. Her respect for the Book of Truth's power was totally renewed.
At 90%, it could kill a Tier 8. She couldn't imagine its power at 100%.
Unimaginable!
It was power far beyond her current Comprehension; perhaps only at Tier 8 would she truly understand.
Who sent Asuna and Griffith back to give her those Fragments of Truth? The answer wasn't in their heads.
Only a few options: either they acted alone (unlikely; they had no motive), or someone else pulled the strings.
Supreme Master?
Doubtful.
To stop the Book of Truth, they'd burn the World. If they had fragments, they'd bury them.
Even Causal Force has a reason. Since Asuna and Griffith were here, there had to be a cause.
The more she thought,
The more Mei suspected the Book of Truth itself. Perhaps the one who wanted the repair most acted in its own interest.
But why the rush? Twenty years was nothing to Mei. Why the Time Travel?
That was the Riddle.
Maybe there was a reason. Mei thought of the Supreme Master again. What could happen in twenty years that required this?
Her mind raced.
With Asuna's job done, Griffith dropped his bottle, his Fighting Spirit blazing. "Take this as our thank-you. How about a Fight?"
A Wild Aura exploded.
The Pressure was massive.
Griffith, one of the three Grand Marshals of Tulip in Mei's time, had never been able to fight her.
To fix that, he and Asuna jumped back. For Griffith, Combat was everything.
Mei gave him what he wanted.
"Agreed."
The fragments were a huge gift; this was the least she could do. Griffith didn't even care about a location.
CRACK!
He grinned, his bones Cracking as he moved, his eyes like a Predator on its prey. "I'm Griffith, one of the three Grand Marshals parallel to you. I'm older, so don't expect Mercy."
Mei nodded.
"I'll give it my All."
BOOM!
A massive blast of Willpower erupted, making the Palace shake. Griffith laughed. "HAHAHA, I like the Confidence!"
However,
Before they could clash, a guest crashed the party. A massive BOOM echoed, and a Dark Aura flooded the room. Bagna blew a hole through the wall, his face twisted in Fury.
"To dare act like this in my Palace! Your Crimes are unforgivable…"
"GET LOST! I don't have time for you!"
Griffith, ready to explode, had zero patience for a thug like Bagna after waiting decades for this fight.
Without even looking, Griffith flicked his hand, unleashing Willpower that shredded half the Palace instantly.
The Air Pressure became a Vortex, turning the building into Rubble. Bagna was gone, his fate unknown.
The power he got from his Cult was a joke against a real titan. Even if they were both Tier 4,
The gap between them was an Abyss.
Griffith had more than just Strength; as a Grand Marshal, he wielded a massive Ideal, manifested as a Willpower Vessel.
A legendary Willpower Vessel.
By merging his Willpower Vessel with his own Willpower, he achieved power exceeding the norm. He was confident he could destroy anything with this power.
In a flash, Griffith's aura reached its peak, like a bolt of lightning. He unleashed a punch containing enough force to shatter the sky and earth.
BOOM!
RUMBLE!
The residual force swept across the remaining half of the palace, utterly destroying it and causing the entire capital's ground to sink, blasting a ring-shaped white void in the sky.
The scene was incredibly spectacular.
This was the power of a Grand Marshal. Even the Legion Commanders of the Raitei Legion and the Nova Legion would stand no chance against Griffith.
This was a super-powerful individual who specialized in fighting ancient behemoths.
Incredibly strong.
But not enough.
To this,
Mei simply raised a finger, effortlessly stopping the punch that could shatter the sky and earth. A Conceptual Counter-Creation wave washed over Griffith.
BANG!
Griffith's Ideal collapsed and dissipated, unable to exert any force. He maintained his punching motion, straining with all his might to move his fist even a millimeter forward.
But Mei remained unmoved, her finger perfectly still, unaffected even as Griffith strained until his face turned red and his veins bulged.
After a moment,
"Whew."
Griffith gave up. There was no point in continuing. He retracted his fist, feeling disbelief. He hadn't expected such a disparity. He hadn't possessed any power to resist.
This was incredibly disheartening.
"Others call me a monster among monsters. In my eyes, you are the true monster. Hahaha, I lose."
Griffith sighed.
Then calmly admitted defeat.
"You flatter me."
Mei wasn't stingy, gifting Asuna and Griffith several powerful pieces of equipment she hadn't been able to use in Liberty City, then bidding farewell.
"Until we meet again."
Asuna watched Mei's back, murmuring softly.
"We probably won't meet again."
Among all Grand Marshals throughout history, Mei was undoubtedly the most mysterious. In terms of strength, there might not even be anyone who could compare to her.
"Let's go."
A satisfied Griffith and Asuna embarked on their journey back through time. Their brief encounter had unknowingly altered this world's future.
They didn't realize the significance of their actions, but Mei vaguely sensed it. It sent a message: the truth must be fully repaired within the next twenty years; otherwise, Asuna and Griffith's journey would be pointless.
"Before repairing the truth, I need to eliminate someone."
Considering he was the greatest obstacle to the repair of the truth, Mei had to proceed cautiously. Using a [True · Source Annihilation] doll was a shame.
But Mei had to do it.
Along the way,
Mei took out a [True · Source Annihilation] voodoo doll, wrote the Supreme master's name on it, and then burned it to ashes.
Mei had originally planned to settle accounts with the Supreme master after reaching Tier 8. Now that she possessed the ability, there was no need to wait.
The longer she waited, the greater the chance of unforeseen variables.
Even the slightest possibility was a risk Mei couldn't afford.
As the voodoo doll burned to ashes, carried away by a gentle breeze, a power from a higher, more profound plane descended.
Transcending infinite distances, it instantly locked onto the Supreme master in the void. Without warning, the Supreme master was pulled into the Willpower world.
"What's happening?!"
Terror and fear flashed across the being's face.
HUM.
The Book of Truth appeared. The carved Tree of Life rapidly expanded, transforming into a massive, ancient grey-white stone door. The door suddenly opened, extending numerous inky black arms.
The Book of Truth?
No.
This was the primordial form of the truth in ancient times.
The Door of Truth!
A figure was pulled from beyond this world. The inky black arms from the Door of Truth seized the Supreme master.
"The Door of Truth!!!"
Seeing this, the Supreme master's primal, deeply ingrained fear surged forth. He was no longer a supreme being.
Just a helpless, ordinary person struggling against fate.
"No!!"
"I don't want to go back!"
"Save me!"
"Save me!!!"
The inky black arms restrained the Supreme master. Despite his desperate struggles, it was futile. Tears streamed down his face as he wailed hoarsely.
"I don't want to go back!!"
"Please, save me!!!"
RIP.
The inky black arms tore away the Supreme master's disguise, revealing its true form: a white orb of light, with only a crescent-shaped mouth visible on its surface.
The fabricated truth was mercilessly ripped apart. The white orb of light wailed tragically, ultimately dragged into the Door of Truth by the inky black arms.
Silence descended.
A being potentially capable of reaching Tier 8 was devoured by the truth like a stray dog. The scene was shocking; even Mei felt a complex mix of emotions.
The interface prompt updated.
[Repair Progress: 92,172/100,000]
The white orb of light, stripped of its consciousness and source, returned to becoming a part of the truth, further increasing Mei's repair progress.
At this point,
Mei had an epiphany.
This being was originally a part of the truth itself. No wonder he understood the truth so well, even able to manifest a fraction of the truth's power using Ideal.
The Door of Truth reverted to its stone form, the Book of Truth, disappearing into the void. One thing Mei hadn't expected was that after eliminating the Supreme master,
Nothing dropped.
"What a pity."
A butterfly fluttered past. Shiro peeked out from the grass, seizing the opportunity to swallow the butterfly as it landed on a flower.
Three.
A small flower sprouted from Shiro's head.
In an instant,
Twenty years passed.
Perhaps drifting too far in the void, Mei didn't recover any fragments of truth during these twenty years, only making incremental progress each day.
[Repair Progress: 98,500/100,000]
After a few more years, even without recovering any more fragments, Mei could completely repair the truth through the normal causal force constraint.
Twenty years wasn't enough to change the world drastically, but it was long enough for people to change. During this time, Sullivan rose like a comet, then vanished.
Saches, after years of training, became the branch president of the Platinum City Adventurer's Guild, establishing himself in the world of the strong.
As for Blaise.
This man had done too much evil, creating a deadly feud with the Raitei Legion and the Nova Legion. He was hunted throughout the world by members of these two powerful legions, a thrilling situation.
Euc Kingdom.
A dark alley reeked of nauseating stench. Mold and moss made the ground slick, with dirty water constantly dripping from the walls and eaves.
A blood-soaked figure leaned against the wall.
Blaise.
His appearance was horrific; his body was covered in wounds, and the blood wouldn't stop flowing. He was near death.
"Whew."
The loss of blood made him feel his body temperature dropping. He wiped the blood from his wounds, his smile as twisted and deranged as ever.
"This is the taste of death, huh."
He felt no regret.
Some people were born to dance on the edge of a knife, finding their purpose and fulfillment in death and carnage.
Blaise was one such person. His perception of life was far stronger than that of ordinary individuals. He had foreseen his untimely death, and now, he calmly accepted his fate.
Footsteps approached.
Seeing the person's face, Blaise wasn't surprised.
"So, you came to save me?"
Mei responded.
"Do I look like someone who would do such a tedious thing?"
"Ha ha."
Blaise managed a weak laugh, feeling no disappointment. His eyes grew dimmer, his voice weaker. "Dying like a rat in a sewer, quite fitting for me."
With his last words,
He glanced at Mei, a lingering sense of unwillingness in his heart. He'd once harbored great ambitions, hoping to reach the pinnacle of this world.
To become a true powerhouse.
Only later did he realize how cruel this world was, how distant that goal, so distant that he lost his belief and strength to pursue it.
CHIRP CHIRP.
A rat scurried past Blaise. He stared blankly at the rat, then slowly closed his eyes, ending his journey.
On the street outside, a newspaper boy ran past.
"Big news! Big news! The Kingdom of Skoll has officially declared bankruptcy! The great merchant Vivian has announced her intention to assume all its debts and buy the entire Kingdom of Skoll!"
Sea Town.
Thirty years had passed. Sullivan, once a strapping young man, was now a slightly weathered middle-aged man, with a thick, grizzled beard and greyed temples.
Beside him was his wife.
The life of an adventurer was exciting, but life was unpredictable. At the peak of his career, he'd met the love of his life, prompting him to retire.
In the market,
Sullivan listened to his wife haggling, when a familiar figure caught his eye. He was startled and turned to look.
A traveler dressed as a man was walking away. Just as he was about to chase after him, a voice called out.
"Dad, let's go!"
A girl with a ponytail, carrying a basket, followed her mother, calling out to the stunned Sullivan. Sullivan glanced once more at the retreating figure.
Finally, he caught up with his wife.
"Ah!"
In recent years, Mei often traveled through Platinum City. Platinum City had thriving transport links; she frequently passed through it to transfer.
Each time, she patronized a particular tavern. It was a bustling, lively place, where she could observe many interesting people and events.
It was a small habit of hers.
"Madam, you're back!"
The old bartender recognized Mei and poured her a beer. "Platinum City's newest brew, very popular these days. My treat."
"Thank you."
Mei took a sip; the taste was indeed excellent. She ordered another for Shiro, who gulped it down like water.
No discernible taste.
The bartender, attending to other customers, observed Mei closely. "Madam, thirty years have passed, and you haven't aged a day!"
Mei smiled.
"You, on the other hand, have aged quite a bit."
"That's true."
The bartender sighed. "In a flash, I've been here for decades. When I opened this tavern, I never imagined it would be decades. Half my life has been spent here."
Mei continued the casual conversation.
"Don't you want to venture out? The world outside is far more exciting than you think."
The bartender shook his head.
"Forget it. Someone like me, an ordinary person, has neither talent nor luck. To live a long, peaceful life is already a blessing."
"That's true."
The strong and the lucky were a tiny minority; most people were unremarkable individuals. Furthermore, not everyone aspired to such a life.
Ordinary people had their own lives and ways.
"I want to!"
At that moment,
A rather drunk young man rudely interrupted Mei and the bartender's conversation. He declared, "I don't want to be an insignificant nobody my whole life, born without a name, dying unheard. Life like that is too boring. Next year, next year I'll take the adventurer's examination!"
"I wish you success in passing the examination and fulfilling your dream of becoming a professional adventurer."
The bartender responded blandly.
"Naturally!"
Emboldened by alcohol, the young man's hand itched. He excitedly clapped Mei on the shoulder. "Hey, wanna make a bet?"
"Okay."
Mei readily agreed. "What's the bet?"
BANG!
The young man pulled a wad of Nak from his pocket and slammed it on the bar counter. "10,000 Nak! If I pass the adventurer's examination next year, you owe me 10,000 Nak. If I lose, the 10,000 Nak is yours."
"No problem. I'll be waiting."
With that,
Mei quickly produced 10,000 Nak, handing the money to the bartender. "Bartender, act as the witness, please."
"Of course, no problem."
Having been a regular for decades, the bartender readily agreed to the request, taking the money into safekeeping.
"Haha, just you wait, you're going to lose."
The young man stumbled to his feet, unsure if he'd even remember this when he sobered up. The bartender quickly called out to him.
"What's your name?"
The young man cleared his throat and declared loudly, "I'm Locken! Remember that name! My name will soon echo throughout the world!"
Immediately,
The tavern erupted in laughter.
"Hahahaha!"
"Another daydreamer!"
The bartender wasn't impressed with Locken and agreed with Mei's assessment. "Madam, you also think this kid is daydreaming?"
"No."
To the bartender's surprise, Mei's reply was the opposite.
"He has potential."
"Then why did you make a bet with him?"
"Winning or losing isn't important to me. It's simply interesting. This bet increases my sense of participation."
Finishing her beer, Mei stood up to leave.
"Safe travels, Madam!"
Unless necessary, Mei rarely fought and showed little interest in engaging in combat, preferring to remain a simple traveler.
She silently enjoyed the beauty and wonder of this world.
Perhaps Asuna's actions from the future had altered the course of events. Twenty years ago, Mei had cautiously chosen to eliminate the Supreme master.
Twenty years passed.
No unforeseen events occurred in this world. Perhaps some possibilities were erased with the Supreme master's death.
No one could know for sure.
Mei couldn't yet perceive all the possibilities of this world from a higher plane; she couldn't trace or foresee the past and future along the river of time.
Under the power of a higher plane, she was still just an insignificant individual. Only when she transcended the river of time and held all possibilities in her hand.
Would she truly possess power.
Three days after leaving the tavern, the final fragment of truth appeared in Mei's hands via the normal causal force constraint, an ordinary stone found by the roadside.
Mei picked up the stone.
Then crushed it.
A wisp of the truth's essence appeared, then merged into the Book of Truth. The repair progress rapidly increased to one hundred percent.
[Repair Progress: 100,000/100,000]
This was indeed the last fragment of truth.
A feeling of serene accomplishment washed over her.
[Upgrade Task 10 Completed]
[Receiving one random reward]
[Obtained: Opportunity to glimpse the truth]
BOOM!
Before Mei could react, boundless truth enveloped her consciousness, feeling both eternal and instantaneous.
An endless torrent of truth washed over Mei's consciousness. Some she understood; some, no matter how hard she tried, remained incomprehensible.
Vaguely,
Mei witnessed this world's repeated cycles of destruction and rebirth, the shattering and subsequent repair of the truth. Within this cycle, a figure suddenly appeared.
The Supreme master!
He escaped from the Door of Truth during the shattering of the truth, orchestrating a world-ending event to further fragment the truth.
A vast, boundless river of time flowed past, encompassing present and future. Observing it, Mei witnessed countless possibilities for this world.
After an unknown period,
Mei opened her eyes, a deep, mysterious gleam in them. a moment ago, she had seemed to know everything; however, with the withdrawal of the truth, that feeling was gone.
Still, she had gained something from this glimpse into the truth. The lingering understanding was enough to enhance her power slightly.
Moreover,
She had also clarified the truth behind this world's destruction and the identity of the mastermind behind it.