Chaos then bestowed upon them divine names, preserved their consciousness, and made them immortal gods.
In the end, everyone thought the virus had been completely eradicated.
Whether it's Chaos or those people from the future.
However, they overlooked an important part.
That was the land where the virus broke out.
This land was created by the goddess of nature, and to eliminate the virus from this place, the entire earth must be torn up.
The antivirus system created by people in the future does not have this capability.
Therefore, these viruses remained here, in the territory of the goddess of nature.
At this moment, the goddess of nature slowly raised her hand.
Wisps of ethereal natural elements transformed into dazzling light, gathering in her palm.
With a wave of her hand, everything around her naturally became her tool and at her command.
She is the creator of nature, and nature has the right to rule this place.
Immediately afterwards, the goddess of nature lightly touched her finger.
A large number of elements became boiling and restless, and were drawn out of the natural entities, rushing straight into the sky.
In an instant, this vast land seemed to be gently shrouded in a hazy, shimmering light, becoming magnificent and colorful.
Then, amidst this shimmering smoke and dust, specks of pitch-black substance gradually precipitated out.
Coming from all directions, breaking through the breath of nature, they gathered before the goddess of nature.
Soon, the last bit of darkness merged into the barely formed sphere.
Is that all?
The goddess of nature frowned slightly.
She vividly remembers the peak state of these viruses back then.
The black sky filled the heavens, as if an evil god had truly descended to earth, its enormous body swallowing up the entire world.
But now, this black sphere is not even as big as an ordinary crow.
Fortunately, the goddess of nature didn't care much about this.
On the one hand, collecting these viruses is to help this nascent land recover.
On the other hand, it is also the most important thing she needs to do.
"I will give you true life."
She is the goddess of nature, the goddess who bestows life upon all things in the world.
Even a virus, she can give life to the other person.
As the goddess of nature extended her index finger again and touched the patch of darkness,
A few wisps of natural energy from the surroundings blended into the darkness, adding a few streaks of brilliant light to the otherwise pure blackness.
A hazy outline gradually appeared inside the sphere.
The goddess of nature held the sphere in her hands and kneaded it several times. Finally, it transformed into the shape of a bird.
It was completely black, and looked just like a crow.
But it doesn't have eyes yet, because once it has eyes, it will truly be alive.
The goddess of nature also completed the final step at this time.
"You will inherit his last wish and become the true evil god Habika."
The moment the words fell, it was as if the word 'evil god' was heard, and an eye grew out at just the right moment.
Moreover, this eye is unusually strange.
It did not appear in the crow's expected position, but instead stood independently on its forehead.
It makes it look like the embodiment of evil.
But as its eyes appeared, the sky instantly began to tremble.
As if sensing the awakening of this evil god, the sky turned angry.
Dark clouds gathered, and a bolt of lightning, distinct from any calamity, gradually appeared in the sky, its roar deafening.
[Virus 'Harbika' detected, currently being removed.]
But how could the goddess of nature allow a mere bolt of lightning to destroy the life she had just created?
boom!
A bolt of purplish-black lightning struck down instantly, colliding with the peculiar lightning bolt and quickly dissolving.
A black lightning calamity flashed across the sky and then vanished without a trace.
This small incident, however, demonstrates the world's determination to eradicate the virus.
"Just as Chaos said."
"Your name has been recorded."
She gently patted the crow's body and then whispered:
"You must continue your mission, find the right person, and become the true evil god."
“You will remember his name, because the name I’m about to give you is derived from his nickname.”
"This name will protect you until the moment you find him."
“Vega”.
The moment the name was uttered, the crow slowly opened its single eye.
In fact, everything is predetermined; in the same cycle of reincarnation, the subsequent plot will only be the same.
Vega will find the seemingly original Victor and sign a contract with him.
Then they will continue to experience what they have experienced in the past.
Collect the source of calamity, go to hell, return, and defeat the gods.
Stop Loki and start Ragnarok.
Viktor will be hit by the Spear of Gungnir again, and his name will disappear.
Vega will also change their names again to save him.
If Habika loses his name, he will be erased.
Viktor will then use [Exiled Erbisius] to continue the cycle.
Again and again, the cycle repeats.
In fact, every story is predetermined.
As mentioned at the beginning, in an infinite number of parallel worlds, no matter what you do, there will always be a parallel world similar to it.
Even though Viktor ultimately chose self-exile, it allowed Vega to successfully appear.
The original Viktor will also appear in the initial timeline and continue to experience subsequent cycles.
These infinitely many parallel worlds with different experiences are essentially a kind of reincarnation.
No one can escape.
However, who wouldn't hope that a new, perfect ending would appear on the fixed cycle of reincarnation?
"Is this yours?"
From the moment that broken blue heart was cradled between the raven's tiny wings,
Even the goddess of nature was stunned.
What exactly is it, and how should she describe it?
It's as if seeing her involuntarily brings forth some inexplicable memories in my mind.
But she shook her head and confessed to the newborn crow.
No...no.
"Then it's mine."
The crow seemed greedy, its single eye reflecting the image of the broken heart.
Yes, crows are inherently greedy.
But its voice grew increasingly hoarse and shrill.
It had no idea what it had gone through, nor what the original owner of this heart had gone through.
Yet, for no apparent reason, a single, crystal-clear tear shed from its one and only eye.
Those were crow's tears.
They are the most greedy, and also the most precious tears that are hard to find.
Because of the crow, he wanted to be even more greedy.
"Wherever Viktor is, he is mine."
"I must find him, I must bring him back."
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