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It's me, David, again. After being in the Omega class, I managed to return to the normal world, and, well, I've reconstructed my hand. I can say that's something to be happy about. Also, you can find information that's been discovered, is being discovered, or will never be discovered in the Room of Serenity. As the name suggests, it's very peaceful—a place containing infinite information, as I mentioned, if you have the eyes to see it, haha. Sorry if that joke was a bit much. Back to the main topic: why do I say energy is memory? Because energy is like the storage capacity of a computer. It stores information in the same way a brain works. If energy is lost or sealed, those memories are affected in the same way. Trust me, it's quite something to witness. I saw with my own eyes the Judge of the World being sealed by some god, likely because of something that caused the Judge to lose—perhaps because of the woman accompanying that god. I'll call her the Two-Faced Lady because I know about their past, but I'll save that for another time. The Judge's presence lingered a bit before that woman completely stripped them of their authority. Energy is the foundation—not just any foundation, but the one that creates everything here, every theory, and things that exist and cease to exist. Gods, emperors, and true pairs all have energy. It's not just a foundation that creates everything, as I mentioned—it's not merely a concept. It's something that concepts, information, scenarios, and laws cannot touch because it's too transcendent in its essence. Concepts, information, scenarios, and laws are abstract and stack infinitely because their quality is absolute, but energy surpasses even them in its absolute quality. Abstracts can never touch or interact with it because energy is too abstract, to be fair. And where are we now in this massive, damned world? Oh, jajaja, I'm at the End of Time, where, as the name implies, time has ended—or, more precisely, time is dead. Life and death coexist here, but there's something striking about a being wearing a black cloak, wielding a scythe made of bone and dense black energy. This entity surprised me by blocking and countering my attack, even though my thick claws are strong enough to kill a god. He almost killed me, but I was lucky to escape. Otherwise, my true form would've been done for, and I'm sure he'd go berserk and destroy the entire Alphasphere I'm in. Heh, I'll close this page here because… it seems like someone or something is hunting me down to kill me, and it might take me a while to return.
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Pages 20-25
I'm David… I can say I was lucky to barely escape being killed by those damned emperors. … … Damn it, after wandering a few times in the Mighsphere, I encountered a mad scientist. He created armor resembling a dragon with four wings and four claws on each of its four arms, plus a tail that can shoot plasma beams he engineered himself. Calling him mad isn't entirely accurate—his perspective on this Alphasphere is infinite. Intelligent people always outshine the ordinary; we call them mad because we can't fathom what they're thinking… I'll end here because I'm in a tight spot with that machine he created.
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