--The girl's world had come to an end once.

　The world to her as a young girl is the place where she was born.
　Her father was blunt, and her mother understood him.
　The people of the village treated her without distinction, while looking up to her parents as great people.

　That was the world and everything for the girl.

　The girl had never been outside the village, but everything she saw in her eyes had color in them.
　The girl, who didn't know much, just needed to be here.
　It made her happy.

　-- remembering the burning house, the smell of burning flesh, her mother's blood stuck to the ground, and the lowly man's face as he spoke of her father's death.

　That day, the girl's world ended.
　Wounded, the girl fled through her little world.
　There was no escape, and every drop of blood that poured out took the girl's life.

　The girl sat down, her steps faltering.
　Everything didn't matter anymore.
　The girl's world was only in this village, and that was all that mattered.
　So the girl who had lost everything already had no meaning in life.

　She had given up everything, and a shadow was approaching her.
　The girl says, "I want you to kill me.
　I want you to kill me, the girl said.

　I want you to kill me, the shadow said.
　You don't want to live, the shadow said.

　The girl replied, she does not want to live.
　I have no reason to live, the girl said.

　The shadow said.
　What is the meaning of life, you say?

　The answer is simple.
　This village was a girl's world, her everything.
　And now that it's gone, you say you have no reason to live.

"I don't know what the point of my life is, either.

　The Shadow said.
　So all the time, he said, he's been looking for it.

'Was this really the only meaning of your life in this village?　Don't you think it makes any other sense?

　The girl didn't know what the shadow was saying.
　But it made her think.
　What was the meaning of my life?
　What did the mother who gave birth to me have to live for?

Run away and live.

　What did her mother try to shield herself from and protect herself for?
　What had her dead father been fighting for, and what had he been fighting for?

　The blood flowing from the wound takes the warmth away from the girl.
　Her vision narrows as the pain gradually becomes duller and duller.
　The girl is deprived of color.

"Do you really want to die?

　I don't know why that shadow would ask such a question of me.　
　Maybe there was no meaning to it, maybe it was just a whim.
　The girl just saw it.
　The golden twin eyes that look at her as if clinging to her.

　What was she thinking at that moment?
　To tell the truth, the girl doesn't remember much.

　Only the words that came out of her mouth.
　The only thing she can clearly remember is the cry that poured out from the bottom of her heart.

"--I want to live.

　The girl who had lost the world, the meaning of life, still wished to live.

The girl who had lost the world, who had lost the meaning of life, still wished to live. "If you want to find the meaning of life again, the meaning of your birth. --I'll help you. I'll help you find the meaning of life, because I'm sure this act, which I don't know the reason for, will help me to find the meaning of life.

　It's a memory of the day the world ended.
　And it must be.

"Remember the day I began.


You're not going to be able to do that.

　The Underworld.
　It is the resting place given to the dead by Melt, the God of Light.
　It is a paradise for all who live.

　In the age of mythology, MELT made a painful decision to stop the evil of Hadeer, the Fallen God of Light.
　The decision was to enclose Hadeer in the paradise he had created.
　As a result, that decision saved the lives of many in this world.

　At the cost of greatly distorting the way the underworld was.

　If I were to correctly describe the current underworld, it would be 'poisoning'.
　It is a narrow pot in which the weak are eaten and fed, and the strong eat each other.
　On that day, those who were vying for supremacy in order to win such a narrow pot were all gathered together.

You slaughtered my men and now you show your face here. It's refreshing to see how well you've come to show your face here. As a reward for surprising me, you are hereby allowed to commit suicide. Take off your head and bow to me.

"Don't talk in your sleep, evil empress. To begin with, it's bad enough that this guy is so weak.

　Under the murky sky, two demonic tribesmen were staring at each other on the devastated earth.

　The one called the Evil Traitor Empress was a woman with extremely black, reddish-purple, supremely colored hair.
　The lower half of her body, clad in gorgeous clothes, was a giant snake's tail with scales that matched the color of her hair.
　Behind the woman, who is a snake woman (Naga) demon race, the demon race and humans who seemed to be under her control were staring at the relative man.

''Weak guys can't complain about what the strong me does to them, can they?

　Against him is a crude man dressed in dirty cloth.
　He has shaggy red-black hair, sallow skin, and an unadorned sword in his hand.
　The man bared his teeth and smiled like a beast while many people looked at him hostilely.

''You used to be a disgrace to the Four Heavenly Kings, and now you have the disrespect of a Demon King. It seems that the Demon King of your era was a fool who couldn't even discipline his subordinates properly. It's ridiculous to call me a traitor. The people are my property, and they exist only to amuse me.

I don't care what position you were in when you were alive. I'd be happy to kill you all right now with all the fishes in the background. ...... I only came here today because I got a call from the master of the creation.

"Oh. You call this thing a creature? Well, she was the one who brought me into the world, so it's not unreasonable to show her a little respect.

And in the meantime, here we are.

　The clouds cracked and a black mass of magic power descended on the earth.
　The wind blows and the earth creaks as the overwhelming presence descends.
　Some of the people who were waiting behind the woman are drunk by the majesty of the presence and are sitting up.

'So you're the only ones who have gathered? "Not even Kongo has come? It seems that the number of people have decreased a lot while I wasn't looking. Well, that's not important.

I don't care what they are. You invited me here, do you have a good reason for doing so?

Yeah. Now that the gate is complete, I'm leaving this place and returning to this world. I'm going to leave this world and I'm going to say goodbye to you dead people. On the way out, I can crush your insolent attitude towards me, but I'd like to show you some kindness.

...... How?

'A person will fall here now. His name is Iori Amatsuki. A living being who bears the blessing of Melt.

Brave man!　Oh, come on. Is that for real?

　The man who had been listening to the conversation until then whistled and his smile deepened.
　Without blaming the man's attitude, the mass of magic power continued to speak in a good mood.

''I had to drop him here due to a bit of a scheduling conflict, but he's not a big deal. I'm sure you guys could easily twist him to death.''

You've come to ask me to clean up all that dust?

'Yeah. A hindrance is a hindrance, even if it's a piece of dust. I want you guys to stop him from breathing his last breath in order to crush the seeds of his potential. Whoever kills him will be given the title of King of this Underworld. I will also transfer my authority in the Underworld to you. I can do whatever I want with the exception of interfering with The Stake.

　A light leaks from the mass of magical power.
　That light envelops the men's bodies and dissipates in an instant.

'I've just handed over some of my authority to you guys. Even the wreckage that has lost its ego will follow your instructions.''

　As if to add, the mass of magic power said.

''Yeah. I'm sure a brave man will come to the gate. You must do everything you can to prevent the brave man from going through the gate. If he returns to this world, I will kill all of you, and I intend to do so.

----

Megina Van Deerdred, the sixth generation demon king. And Alfard Regendred, the former Fourth Heavenly King, the Judge. I suggest you do your best to live up to your name.

　Then I hope I never see you guys again.

　After saying that, the mass of magic power disappeared somewhere.

''Phew!　It's getting interesting, man. Let's go with the competition.

　He bursts out laughing and the man - Alphard Regendea - disappears from the scene.

"Ha! I don't need to be given a choice. I don't like being told what to do, but that's okay. I don't like being told what to do, but that's okay, I'll give you the credit for creating me, and I'll show you how good you are as a king.

　The woman - Megina Van Deerdred - spat uncomfortably.
　Then Megina used the authority given to her to obtain information from the wreckage flooding the underworld.
　The brave man in question is apparently working with other dead people.

I'm not going to be the only one who's been in the same boat for a while. You're not even aligned. I'm sure they'll start killing each other at any moment. What does he have in mind when he takes the trouble to kill a man like this?

　Oh well, Megina smiles.
　This is a good opportunity to deal with all the eyesores together.
　Let's use this opportunity to take off the heads of all the ungodly people who stand against the king, too.

''Oh, yes.''

　Megina turns around and looks at some of the men under her command.

'You, you, and you. You sat on your haunches earlier, spooked by that thing?　An incompetent person who fears no one but me is not worthy of existence.

　Immediately afterwards, a tremendous explosion sounded, and with a scream, three people disappeared from the underworld without a trace.
　Without even a glance at the extinguished coals, Megina sneered while sticking out her long tongue.

''-- Amuse yourself a little, Aristocrat.