Final Chapter

Perhaps it was because I hadn't returned to my mother planet for too long? For decades, I had been living on the capital planet of Potus, constantly breaking the legacy left by this last overlord, and rarely returning to the cradle of human civilization. I unknowingly awakened memories from a long time ago...

"You... are really a peerless master?"

"You are sick!"

"Ha, sister, she has been living a very hard life all the time..."

"Wang Wu, do you really think the Red Army in Guards can't do anything to you?"

"Young man, have you seen the Death Star?"

"You are idiot!"

Such conversations kept flashing in my mind, making people unable to concentrate. When I relaxed a little, dozens of spelled planets wrapped in powerful forces suddenly lost control and collided with each other, causing a huge disaster in space.

...Forget it, let the nearby fleet come forward to clean up the wreckage. With the existing technological strength of human beings, this little thing will not be difficult for them.

So the grand ceremony of the mother star came to an abrupt end. Since I had no mood to have fun, the people cheering on the streets also turned cold and returned to their jobs to continue their struggle. The sea of ​​joy was as if frozen, and there was no longer a sense of pleasure.

Descending from the sky, the land under my feet belonged to a country called China a hundred years ago. It is famous as a capital, and every inch of land is valuable.

After the Great Revolution, China was no longer prosperous. Because humans did not need any political and cultural center at all, I simply turned it into my own private residence. The steel forest in the city disappeared one after another in the next five years, and in the end there was only a huge open space, and on the open space was a majestic palace - that was my royal palace.

It is said that it is the palace, but I am the only one who lives there. Oh, it is not rigorous to say that. In fact, there are other people here...

Walking into the palace, I pushed the door straight into the largest hall in the center. In the circular palace, four women stood in four corners, standing straight and motionless.

I stepped into the middle of the palace, and a heavy stone chair was my throne.

The moment she sat down, the four women standing trembled slightly like robots suddenly activated.

The woman with short brown smiled slightly: "Long time no see."

On the other side, the woman with proud breasts continued: "The last time I met, it was still..."

Before he finished speaking, two women with vaguely similar appearances spoke in unison: "It was 3:30 am on July 17, 1965, the 65th year of Wang Wuli."

...Yes, it's been a long time no see.

Misaka, Xiaoyue, eldest lady, second lady.

I didn't expect that we would really meet again. The last time we left our mother planet, I thought I wouldn't come back, but...

Misaka smiled: "On December 31, 199th year of the 99th year of Wang Wuli, I suddenly felt my best to have a grand celebration."

Yue: "So he traveled through hundreds of millions of light years in one day and returned here."

Miss: "And on this planet, you have an unexpected situation."

Miss II: "So you found us who are directly connected to hallucinations."

That's right, although thinking is common, you are a few of the tens of millions of human beings who have special significance to me. I think...

Misaka: "Special? Where is it special?"

Yue: "Soul? Or body?"

Miss: "The soul disappeared a hundred years ago, as for the body..."

Miss II: "In order to extend your life and prevent aging, you have performed a lot of modification surgery on us, and your body has long been very different from before."

Indeed, in any sense, your existence can only serve as a photo album to me, reminding me of what I have lived in the past. If I want it, I can immediately create thousands of replicas with my ability, and each has the mutant powers of your life, which can be more like the real person of the past than you.

However, after the memories of the past suddenly awaken, I just want to see you.

Misaka: "Lonely?"

Yue: "Are you lonely?"

Miss: "Lonely?"

Miss Second: "Is it lonely?"

To talk about loneliness, after the Great Revolution, I have been alone. For a hundred years, I have neither created human beings who are out of my control and have independent personality. In fact, I cannot create it, nor have I ever had the interest to inspire any alien civilization.

In this century, I have not even spoken to anyone except you, and this kind of life has long been dull for me.

Although I am lonely, I am not lonely. My life is fulfilling and rich.

Misaka: "Lie."

Yue: "In the second year of Wang Wuli, you once played real ga1 in Sakurajima."

Miss: "In order to make everything look realistic, a total of more than two million people were used, and a real city was built according to the game script."

Miss II: "After striving for each female character, I did carry out the exciting matchmaking steps."

Misaka: "Crazy."

Yue: "Crazy."

Miss: "Crazy."

Miss Second: "Crazy."

...I just completed the great cause of unification and I will inevitably be a little excited. I will stop playing real person ga1 soon.

Misaka: "Before the end, there will be a total of 16 games to pass the level."

Yue: "The content includes most of the ghost content you are interested in."

Miss: "Even the unique exaggerated style of the second dimension is realized by you using biotechnology."

Miss Second: "During the period, one hundred and seventy-seventy-five thousand four hundred and three hundred and three hundred and three hundred and three hundred and three hundred and three hundred and three hundred and three hundred and three hundred and three hundred and three hundred and three hundred and three hundred and three hundred and three hundred and three hundred and three hundred and three hundred and three hundred and three hundred and three hundred and three hundred and three hundred and three hundred and three hundred and three hundred and three hundred and three hundred and three hundred and three hundred and three hundred and three hundred and three hundred and three hundred and

Misaka: "Abnormal."

Yue: "Abnormal."

Miss: "Abnormal."

Miss Second: "Abnormal."

...Anyway, I am the only independent consciousness in the universe. What's the point of being perverted or not? If I think, now that I can change my mind, I can immediately enter the love period of thousands of people, and there will be no occasions or objects to be crazy and exciting.

The so-called pervert also requires a normal state as a reference. The only reference system now is my existence itself. So where does the word pervert come from?

Misaka: "Quote."

Yue: "Quote."

Miss: "Quote."

Miss Second: "Quote."

Is it really okay for you to count water words like this? However, for a hundred years, no one has said such words to me except you.

Oh, the alien civilizations that I have conquered and destroyed may have also evaluated me in one way or another, but I have never paid attention to it.

However, looking at the lifeless eyes of the four women, I knew that such privileges were meaningless.

Everything is just talking to yourself, and talking to yourself, what else can I worry about? If I have to say...

Misaka: "Use such a face."

Yue: "Such a voice."

Miss: "Say something."

Miss Second: "It will be particularly convincing."

It is this reason that I specially built this palace and placed four women who had had various stories with me here, so that people could come and chat from time to time. Somehow, even if I just talk to myself, it would be very interesting.

Misaka: "Lonely."

Yue: "I'm lonely."

Miss: "I'm lonely."

Miss Second: "I'm lonely."

Lonely your sister... But to be honest, sometimes I do miss these four people when they are still alive and jump, and occasionally I think about whether to resurrect these four walking corpses, but how easy is this?

A hundred years have passed, the stronger my power is, so it is like a black hole, which will inevitably affect the surrounding creatures. Today's humans are basically equivalent to my clone. When I was traveling in the universe, many weak civilizations, just because I approached the past, all the flesh-like humanoids were destroyed.

Resurrecting women a hundred years ago is just to let them die once more. If you want to maintain their consciousness, you can only let them exist as my clone consciousness. Simply put, it is a kind of personality splitting, splitting Wang Wu into multiple personalities, and then transforming these personalities into similarities to Misaka and others.

But the result of this is nothing more than self-deception. Wang Wu is Wang Wu. Wang Wu, who is the only one in heaven and earth. Even if he has been divided, compressed, or transformed, Wang Wu's existence is far from comparable to Misaka and others. The existence of the four women is so small. No matter how hard I try, the final result is nothing more than the gradual restoration of the split personality, from Misaka to Musaka and eventually becoming Wang Wujun with Misaka face... This is what he is now.

It looks like Misaka, Yue Xinyao, Wen Yun, Wen Yin, but in fact...

Talking to them is simply talking to oneself.

Hey, so, could I have tried this a long time ago? I stared at their faces carefully and searched for memories from the past, but I couldn't tell it clearly... Tsk, it's all the same anyway, it doesn't matter.

Moreover, even if I really have any way to reproduce these four people intact, such as working hard to study the techniques of the Potus or other people, in short, I have done this.

However, the personal memory of these four people still existed a hundred years ago. The solar system era where human civilization was extremely small was extremely small. For a human with only the parent star, the New Territories, and the Mars colony, it was impossible for her to understand my current greatness.

If you cannot communicate, resurrection will only increase your worries, but you have to transform them into an understanding of the status quo... it is impossible for me to be myself!

This is the huge contradiction of being the overlord of the universe, but having memories of the Earth Age. As the unique supreme of the universe, the matter of the parent star era should have been left behind. The little bit of entanglement in my heart now is all because of the memory of the parent star era.
To be continued...