"True people believe in themselves…"
Leo smiled weakly.
"…But I don't care about myself."
Blood poured from the wound across his head as Jhonathan held him firmly in place.
Leo's trembling hand slowly touched Jhonathan's chest.
"EVERYONE HATES ME…"
His voice cracked violently.
"…EVEN THOUGH I HATE MYSELF."
Tears rolled down his face.
The insanity in his eyes slowly faded into something more fragile.
More human.
"…I jUsT wAnNa HaVe FuN…"
Silence filled the collapsing cubic world.
Jhonathan stared at him quietly.
Then—
he teared up too.
He gently patted Leo's head.
Not like an enemy.
Not like a monster.
But like a child who had never been shown kindness before.
"…Even if everything hates you…"
Jhonathan's voice trembled softly.
"…Don't give up on what life still offers."
A faint smile appeared across his face.
"…That's what I learned from my journey, boy."
Leo froze completely.
Jhonathan slowly let go of him and turned away.
For the first time—
Leo smiled genuinely.
A small mole rested near his cheek.
And a tiny horn slowly grew from his forehead.
"…Thank you for letting me go."
Jhonathan waved his hand casually.
"…Not everyone is born equal, alright boy?"
The cubic domain shattered instantly.
The floating blocks dissolved into fragments of light.
And Leo ran away into the distance.
Free.
Two figures silently watched everything from above the ruins.
A white-haired goth woman wearing black clothing.
And beside her—
a white-haired butler in a red-and-black tuxedo.
The butler adjusted his gloves dramatically.
"…I cannot believe he defeated a God Slayer."
The goth woman rolled her eyes immediately.
"…Ugh. Shut up."
The butler frowned.
"…My new name is Grimmy."
He pointed proudly at himself.
"…Master Death gave it to me."
"Grimmy, shut up."
"You shut up."
Meanwhile—
Desiree sat against a ruined wall, badly injured.
"…Have you heard?"
She looked toward Jhonathan seriously.
"…People are gathering at the outskirts of the rebuilt city of Shupa."
Ornstien rubbed his broken horns painfully.
"…Thomas Anderson?"
The atmosphere instantly became heavier.
"The man who can reject reality itself…" Desiree muttered.
"…He's back."
Ornstien narrowed his eyes.
"He joined the opposite faction."
A pause.
"…The God Slayers."
Jhonathan's expression darkened immediately.
"…He's too strong."
Everyone looked toward him silently.
"I only defeated him through luck."
His fists tightened.
"…He killed me again and again by rejecting every timeline where I survived."
Silence.
Then Jhonathan slowly looked up nervously.
"…By the way…"
A weak smile appeared on his face.
"…Where are we going?"
Desiree blinked.
"…Shupa."
A long pause.
"…Why?"
Jhonathan's soul almost escaped his body.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
He grabbed his head dramatically.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
"…I'M FIGHTING HIM AGAIN?!"