The power of thought, the convergence of soul and spirit, a miracle born of a race, a union of wills.

I want to transform this existence, to turn myself, the emperor of the empire, the one everyone knows, into a vessel for the Gate of Truth.

"As long as the younger generation is willing, they can all delve into this ocean of spirit and exchange the wisdom they need from me."

As long as they are not extinct, as long as even one person remains, the door to truth will always be open for them.

Edward walked all the way to the top of the palace, with his eldest son Raul following behind.

"Come, let's unleash my final alchemy."

Three hundred years of progress allowed Edward to immerse himself in the ocean of souls belonging to the El Empire in the blink of an eye.

"call……"

His figure appears here; as the emperor beloved by the people, the ocean of the soul cannot resist his presence.

He had a feeling that, if he wanted, he could even unify the ocean of souls into one, with himself as the core, so that all the people could achieve a literal unity of purpose.

An evil god will be born from this, with the goal of devouring, assimilating, and conquering the universe, and all people will be indistinguishable from one another.

They are immortal and indestructible. Even if their physical bodies in the real world are destroyed, leaving not a single cell behind, they can regenerate in the ocean of their souls.

When Edward realized this possibility, it was as if he saw that future beckoning to him.

He can control everything if he wants to.

"No...this is not what I want."

He pursued truth, but he would not sacrifice his own people; he always regarded this country as his most important existence.

No one can destroy this place, not even himself.

With one last deep breath, he began to pursue his true goal.

"Crack..."

His body was covered by a strange white substance, and his soul seemed to have turned into a plaster statue-like existence.

With his arms outstretched, Edward could feel endless soul messages flowing through him.

"Gathering, recording, passing on..."

A miracle of the soul occurred; it was a white door, and Edward, in his statue-like form, entered it.

"I will not become a memory..."

The doors closed, and everyone in the El Empire "heard" that their great emperor had left them, but had achieved true immortality.

He is always with them, and the pursuit of truth will never cease.

[Edward's story has come to an end. Simulation settlement in progress...]

You, Edward, were born into this world as the Crown Prince of the El Empire, possessing extraordinary talents that almost no alchemist can match.

[You single-handedly completed the development of alchemy into the realm of the soul; the Philosopher's Stone is your most influential work.]

[You have completed the plan for a perfect life, becoming the world's first perfect life form, and designed a magnificent transmutation array called the Territory Transmutation.]

With your power, you created war machines known as Titans, waged war against the entire world, and created the perfect kingdom of your dreams.

Even at the end of your life, you did not cease your exploration. The Gate of Truth, as your final work, will never be forgotten.

[You are Edward, Crown Prince and Emperor of the El Empire, the first perfect life, a war fanatic, a ruler, a destroyer of kingdoms, a creator of land, a pioneer of civilization, the master of the Gate of Truth, and the ultimate wisdom.]

[Heroic Spirit Quality: Immortal]

[Suitable Classes: Caster/Rider]

Alright, that concludes our simulation. Next up is the Heroic Spirit panel.

One is the High Alchemist of the Caster class, the Alchemy Emperor; the other is the Titan Ancestor of the Rider class.