[You are finally back, Roland.]

No longer the call that exists only in the mind, or the whisper that exists only in the memory, the voice is so familiar.

"who!?"

When the dazzling bright light disappeared, Roland finally recovered his vision.

The surroundings were pitch black, full of suffocating uneasiness, as if there was something that was feared.

Is it a dream again? Why is the feeling so real this time...

The indescribable aura condensed with the appearance of a familiar voice, making people unable to breathe, and even their bodies trembled.

What does this...the hell feel like?

Why do I feel scared? I have never felt so scared in my dreams before.

And... after the fear fades away, there is still a deep sadness.

Why, I feel sad?

He was obviously a stranger who had never met before.

"Yadel!!" Thinking of the guy who existed like a ghost, when Roland turned his inner fear into a shout, she obviously felt a sharp displeasure in the air.

[This is the absolute space created by the stone of my soul, which is a place that no one can enter except you who have a blood alliance with me.]

Just hearing this sound, Roland felt that he should know. But he couldn't remember anything in his mind, just like those vague memories of the past, although they were engraved in the depths of his mind, he couldn't remember the names of people who should have been familiar with.

Thinking back to why I just took the black ring handed over by the little girl, but it turned out to be the current situation.

A collection of all kinds of tastes in my heart.

There is sadness, loss, fear, and a faint joy.

Who is the person who speaks? Is it related to the memory I lost?

[I don't know what God the Father did to you, causing you to lose your previous memory, but... there is no doubt that you are Roland, the one who liberated me from the underworld and from the deep sleep of thousands.] I sensed Roland's thoughts, and the voice that lingers in his heart that has not dissipated for a long time explained.

However, it was obvious that Roland could not understand some of the vague words in his words, Blood Alliance, Underworld, Father God... These were not terms she knew.

[Remember you asked before, what exactly is my wish. This world has been corrupt, and both Gods and other creatures are addicted to the pursuit of power and killing. They should be eliminated and recreated a new world.]

There is no mercy or love in the words, but only indifference and indifference.

The head of the gods suddenly jumped into Roland's mind.

Is that just him? What the little girl said was to destroy the already crazy god in the other world I had been to.

[You have half of my power in your body, Roland. You can create a new world exactly as you want and want.] A slightly irritating word stirs up huge waves in your heart.

"No!" After the shock, he refused flatly.

[Are you not moved at all, the feeling of creating new things yourself...].

"I have never been a noble existence. I am just an ordinary person. I cannot understand God's thoughts, nor can I agree with God's actions."

[What would you do if I really wanted to destroy the world.]

"Stop you. If I am really the blood alliance you mentioned, whether I have the power to stop God or not, I will try it."

Looking at the unwavering belief in the dark eyes that were as dark as the night, a familiar feeling emerged again.

That's right, this is Roland.

That kind and tenacious person, even if he lost his memory, was still the Roland who deeply attracted me and confused me.

[Why, you have the same power and life span as God, why do you still care about those humble lives?]

"Even God is not qualified to destroy any life. Even if you are the God of Creation, even God himself has life. Why do you become angry when you are betrayed? Will you be sad? That is because of the heart and sentient beings. Why are you disappointed in the life you created? Also because of the heart and sentient beings.

Similarly, the humble creatures in your eyes also have feelings. Think about the touching you were when you first created the world.

The heads of the gods who are high and above have not lived like those who are called humble lives by God, and cannot understand the thoughts of humble lives. What qualifications do you have to say that you are destructive? "Which courage comes from, Roland expressed his inner thoughts.

[Interesting, you told me. Roland, let's do an experiment to see if your philosophy is correct or my persistence is correct.] After a long silence, the words in my mind made Roland feel uneasy again.

"Eh?" Then I recalled that I was talking to a guy who was a god, and Roland couldn't help laughing at his stupidity.

This is obviously a dream, but just a dream. No matter how real it is, it is still a dream.

So stupid, what are you calculating about with the people in the dream?

[I gave Moya three years to let her find you during this period. Now, I may promise three years. If you cannot find the right idea within three years to prove that your ideas are correct, then I will continue the unfinished call five hundred years ago, and let the Mother God silence the world in nothingness and death.]

The darkness dissipated, and accompanied by the dazzling light was a young man. He had a face that was more stunning than the previous one who claimed to be a night elf, so exquisite that there was no flaw.

The blonde hair, like fragments of the sun, will bring a faint starry night when it is flying.

They also had red eyes, but the man's crystal-like eyes in front of him were filled with sharper sharpness, enough to shatter any confidence in the person who looked at him.

[I will give Anesia another last chance and remember what you said. Three years later, if I still can't change my mind, then don't blame me for ruining this world.]

Looking at the blonde man holding his hand in panic, the warm touch made Roland suddenly realize - this is not a dream!!

"You, what if you..." The head of the gods, can I only call him that? The goddess of dark night is Moya, and what about him...

[Have you even forgotten my name...] There is unknown sorrow buried in the sigh.

“Rafa…”

Recalling the words that suddenly popped up in his mind before, Roland's whisper brought darkness back to life, and his last thought before losing consciousness was shocked.

This is impossible...

Did you really go to another world like the girl said?
Chapter completed!