A place called “The Rift Between Dimensions.”
I recognize the space where only souls are permitted as the “Afterlife.”
There are no living beings. That is why I, as the “True Evil Dragon,” was able to unleash my true magic, “God-Slaying Evil Dragon,” with peace of mind.
Both Kanami and I are no longer ordinary “people.”
The battle that resumes is spun as if reciting an outlandish myth: “The ‘True Evil Dragon’ and the ‘False Evil God’ confront each other across dimensions—”
Because it is the “Rift Between Dimensions,” I could freely move my “Dragon Body”—that boundless mass of flesh.
Kanami, as seen through “Dragon Vision,” was full of openings. Opening my “Dragon Maw” wide, I lunged.
This was no mere bite. Thanks to the “God-Slaying Evil Dragon,” the bite was imbued with the principle of “god-slaying.”
As my “Dragon Fangs” interlocked and something warm and delicious settled on my “Dragon Tongue”—at the same time, Kanami, having lost his “Half-Magic Left Arm,” was being flung to the far reaches of nowhere.
By principle, I should have indeed captured a “God$” in my jaws.
Immediately, I used my “Dragon Claws” to treat the empty space as ground, grabbed it, and kicked. I flew towards Kanami, who was trying to escape to the ends of the world.
Exhilarating.
Flying through the infinitely continuing “Rift Between Dimensions” sent shivers of liberation through my heart, unceasing.
It’s truly vast. The new Floor 39 was just right for me, now the “True Evil Dragon,” and quite comfortable.
And nostalgic.
As I flew, I reminisced with idleness.
It was a story I had read with my cousins a thousand years ago.
As if recreating the outlandish myth passed down in my homeland, my battle with Kanami—
“The ‘False Evil God,’ whose arm was bitten off, took pity on the ‘God-Slaying Evil Dragon’ trying to force its way through hell.”
“And, with an arm that had somehow returned to normal, Aleis’s sword was grasped.”
“‘There is no other way to save this pathetic dragon.'”
“The white blade gleamed, and the ‘Dragon’s Foreleg’ stretching to the ends of the world was instantly severed.”
“However, in the next instant, a blood mist overflowed, and the ‘Dragon’s Foreleg’ grew even larger than before it was cut.”
—is spun.
Perhaps, from the other side, the perspective is similar.
From that “God’s perspective,” rather than a “Dragon’s perspective,” they should be observing, like reading a book, “Indeed, just like an outlandish myth—.”
Now, we aligned perfectly.
Recognizing this myth-like battle being spun, we finally met each other’s gaze.
It’s a happy thing.
However, it is precisely because I am perfectly aligned with Kanami that the battle begins to feel like a distant event.
For instance, even if the battle intensifies with, “The ‘Dragon’s Breath,’ which would collapse the ‘True Evil Dragon’ entirely, attacked the ‘False Evil God’s’ body. However, by the magic woven by the God, it would never reach—,” it feels as faint as ink dropped on white paper.
—Is this faintness what Kanami had been seeing as “Kanami’s World” all along?
The vision, aligned with Kanami’s dimension, was abnormally distant and faint, like a thin sheet.
So, I mercilessly grabbed that flimsy page with my “Dragon Claws.”
With both “Dragon Claws,” I strongly pulled the next page: “‘The ‘False Evil God’ created some distance. No matter how infinitely large the ‘True Evil Dragon’s’ body, if one continuously moves to a distance it cannot reach, no living being can ever capture a God—.'”
Then, with a very light sound, that page tore in two.
I conveniently connected the two pieces: “‘The ‘False Evil God’ created some distance. No matter how infinitely large the ‘True Evil Dragon’s’ body, if one continuously moves to a distance it cannot re—” and “—ach.'”
And then, according to that new page, the future where Kanami can no longer escape unfolds, such a shallow dimension it is.
Honestly, I’ve gotten used to countering Kanami’s “Writing” by crossing dimensional walls like this. I’m even getting a little bored.
Perhaps sensing my expression, Kanami gave up on escaping and turned to me with a face like he’d bitten into a bitter gourd.
Sensing the reason, I put a temporary halt to our battle.
Our gazes remained locked during that time.
It doesn’t just mean our “Dragon Eyes” and “God’s Eyes” were locked.
What’s important is that, right now, we are equals—
“How is it, Kanami? Is my true ‘magic’ strong?”
“No, Seldra. It’s too strong…”
We talked as equals.
Neither of us is a normal being anymore. The size difference is immense, and conventional space and time no longer function. However, we are communicating better than ever before.
I continued to speak while savoring Kanami’s “Half-Magic Left Arm” resting on my tongue.
“Kwahaha. As expected, ‘Half-Magic’ is still fresh and delicious. I’d like to eat another one of those strange arms… but by then, I’ll have grown tired of this taste and despaired. Knowing that is just terribly boring.”
“If you know you’ll get sick of it, spit it out immediately…”
Uncharacteristically, Kanami was slightly angry.
He must have sensed the danger of me consuming even just one “Half-Magic”-transformed limb as sustenance. His gaze held clear hostility.
Finally, he sees me as an equal enemy.
I was so happy my “Dragon Cheek” cracked a smile.
But not yet.
More. I want to consume more.
“Spit it out, you idiot? I’ll take all of your divine power. … Not someone else. Even if it’s a living hell, I will do what I decided to do.”
“But why…? Seldra, you’ve been crying all this time. Yet, why do you go this far…?”
Towards the “Dragon’s Eye” that shone like the sun, Kanami asked directly.
I had no more hidden true feelings about the “why” that continuously repeated.
“Snow did… She invited me, saying she wanted me to go with her. Glen and Fafnir also believed and entrusted me to her. And thanks to everyone else I’ve killed and devoured, so many others.”
“That’s not it! I’ve already read that part! It’s not about someone else’s story! I want to hear Seldra’s own feelings!!”
It must be because the “Purple Thread” had snapped.
Kanami was deeply worried about my mental state, which had become incomprehensible.
He’s truly a kind person.
But I’m a little exasperated by his question.
Sighing that he still didn’t understand, I began to answer his question.
“It’s because… you are a precious ‘Friend.’ It’s embarrassing to say, but I automatically considered all of us ‘Thieves of Principles’ as important companions, regardless of whether they were from the north or south. I don’t want to see that ‘Friend’ in pain. –Beyond the nature of an ‘Evil Dragon,’ I have always wished for you to find ‘happiness.’ Even if I were to fall into hell, I want you to live and to laugh. Is that not a sufficient reason?”
“………!! ………”
Hearing my true feelings, Kanami opened his mouth to retort—but then, realizing that everything would come back to him, he quickly closed it.
Then, Kanami’s face began to look as if he were about to cry.
Though of a different species, he had the exact same face as me, and he answered my question.
“It’s really not enough, Seldra… Doing that is all in vain… Because even if I were saved, I couldn’t become ‘happy.’ You’re the one who made me realize that! The only one I need in this world is Rustiara! The only ‘happiness’ in ‘my world’ is now to continuously seek Rustiara! …Please, understand. That’s precisely why this ‘terrible’ job of being the ‘Lord of the World’ is ideal for a defective product like me.”
“I figured… I understand that you’re more suited for it than me or Noi.”
Interrupting construction of that “Magic.”
Focusing all of Kanami’s nerves on me.
Finally, properly.
–As an equal “Friend,” I was able to talk with Aikawa Uzunami.
And Kanami began to shed tears as he spoke.
It seemed he was feeling the same emotions as me.
I had known it, but all of my feelings up to this point were a mirror image of Kanami’s–
“Ah, I’m the most suited for it! If you understand that, let’s stop this already… I don’t want to see Seldra suffer for even a second. I want you to be more ‘happy’ than I can express, for all the other ‘Thieves of Principles’! I want you to keep laughing, much, much more, for everyone else’s sake!!”
“I will do it for everyone else. But that is not about laughing.”
“I wanted everyone to laugh more… There should have been a future where we could all live ‘happily’ together… Yet because of me, everyone died. If only I hadn’t obtained the ‘Curse’ in my homeland! If only I hadn’t continued to construct ‘Magic’ without giving up that fateful day! If only I had tried a little harder, this wouldn’t have happened!!”
“………Right. I think so too.”
“This guilt can only be appeased by continuously making everyone ‘happy’!! Seldra, you understand, don’t you!? We have an obligation to atone for our failures!! We have the strength to fulfill that obligation!! Seldra, who is facing me as an equal right now, must understand everything!!”
Kanami’s one-sided cry was truly so similar.
So, I faced the mirror, tilted my “Dragon’s Head,” and denied it.
“I understand. That’s precisely why, knowing that you and I are facing each other, you must also understand that I am far ‘worse’… Kanami, leave the ‘Lord of the World’ to me. Let me save you.”
I extended my “Dragon’s Foreleg” and opened my “Dragon’s Jaw” wide.
I was fully prepared, as the “Evil Dragon who Slays Gods,” to devour the divine power needed to fulfill that obligation.
However, Kanami, with tears and a smile, denied me.
“Heh, haha… I’m sorry, Seldra. No matter how much you wish to ‘save me,’ I no longer wish to be ‘saved.’ It is I who will do the saving. I will continue to save everyone. That is the Protagonist who was loved by Rustiara… it is the last function remaining for ‘Aikawa Uzunami’… It’s alright, you don’t need to worry about anything. –Everyone’s ‘happiness’ is my ‘happiness’.”
The moment the word “Rustiara” was spoken, Kanami’s focus became blurred.
I don’t think he’s “gone mad” in the literal sense.
But with his vacant smile, which was anything but alright, I could clearly confirm that his mental state was even more at its limit than mine.
Seeing Kanami like that, I felt nothing but empathy and camaraderie.
Slowly, Seldra and Kanami spoke to each other as equals, sharing their true feelings.
“Haa… Truly, ‘Thieves of Principles’ are such a hassle… Just to go along with the conversation is incredibly troublesome, and then to align “wanting to save” and “wanting to be saved”? I have absolutely no motivation for that…”
“…’Troublesome’ is my line. I won’t hear about troublesome things from you, Seldra.”
“That’s true… But right now, I’m not troublesome at all, am I? My Rule is now solely predation. Killing enemies, devouring them, and taking them. I have returned to following the traditional Rule that has continued for a thousand years.”
“So, traditional? Like, their own rules, that Teeda and Fafnir came up with…”
“Oh, Fafnir, sure, but Teeda too? Huh. But yeah, you’re right. It all boils down to who can push their rules onto others, doesn’t it? That’s what fighting someone is all about.”
“But no matter the rules, I will not lose. …There’s no one left who can defeat me, who has been entrusted with so much by the strong enemies I’ve fought until today. There’s no one.”
“No, Kanami. You weren’t the only one entrusted with things. I was too. …So let’s compare. Let’s see who is more worthy of being entrusted with everything, right here, right now.”
“…I understand. I can’t escape it any longer. I accept your challenge, Seldra Queen Filion. Let’s ‘Duel’ and settle this.”
“Thanks, Kanami. This has been, truly, a long journey…”
It truly had been a long journey. Becoming the “True Evil Dragon” beyond the scope of a mere “Person,” and ending up in such a preposterous situation, I finally felt as though I could have a normal conversation with someone.
And at last, Kanami had agreed to the “Duel” I desired.
Our gazes met, our dimensions aligned, our rules matched.
To fight a fair battle, we–
“Come at me, Seldra. –Let’s get rid of the ‘True Evil Dragon’.”
“Show me what you’ve got, Kanami. –I was born for this moment.”
The moment the “Duel” began.
Furthermore, the offensive magic we activated was simultaneous.
“–
“–
Both of us were serious.
With trust and respect for our enemy, we unleashed magic that would erase existence on the first move–magic used with the maximum range targeting the “Interdimensional Gap.”
Kanami’s magic unfolded first.
Around Kanami’s small body, a massive vortex erupted.
However, for me, now a “Dragon,” “massive” meant a scale beyond human comprehension. What surged within that divine and infinite vortex was neither water nor air. It was a vortex of flowing “Purple Thread.”
In an instant, the vortex filled the “Dragon’s Sight.”
It was probably creating an infinitely large flow, encompassing dimensions even on the 100th floor and the ground.
The particles of purple magic that burst forth sparkled like stars.
Against the darkness of the “Interdimensional Gap,” it was as beautiful as a swirling galaxy.
Those star-like particles of magic swirled around–but to me, swallowed within, it was nothing more than a turbid current, like the time of the god’s cocoon.
Slightly delayed, I unleashed my magic, thinking, “You won’t get away with it.”
Centered around my massive body, I generated a full-powered “Dragon’s Roar.”
Like ripples propagating across a water surface, it caused the “Interdimensional Gap” to undulate, stirring up this magical galaxy from within.
The particles of magic, like those of stars from before, began to burst like bubbles in carbonated water.
The space of the “Interdimensional Gap” warped and rippled, occasionally cracking.
As the
“–Magic,
In an instant.
A field of purple flowers spread out in all directions and at all angles, as if looking through a kaleidoscope.
Within the magical galaxy, the
It was a beautiful sight, but each and every one of those flowers was scaled to the size of a “Dragon.”
A single petal held a distortion capable of ending an entire world.
–And then, all of them scattered at once.
A blizzard of magic flowers swirled chaotically.
The malevolent
Immediately, I flapped my “Dragon Wings,” stirring up a “Dragon’s Wind.”
I created a magical storm around me, trying to prevent it from touching my body.
With that wind, I swept away all the flower petals. Furthermore, I intended to shatter them all as if digesting them in my stomach–but before I could, Kanami’s next “Writing” unfolded.
“–I knew I would be entangled by Seldra’s wind. Therefore, the flower blizzard has a subsequent ‘Spell Formation.’ It is the foundation magic created by Tiara a thousand years ago, numbering over ten thousand. It also includes applied magic developed over a thousand years of history. All of it. First, let’s verify the “Dragon’s” weakness with the “Person’s” history–”
The petals that should have been swept away by the “Dragon’s Wind” lost their outlines and transformed into different magic.
As predicted, they were all offensive magic, distinct types of magic.
Diverse elemental magics all went berserk and began to explode one after another.
Infinite colors were added to the purple-dominated kaleidoscope.
Hastily, I opened my “Dragon’s Jaws” to devour those multicolored stars, but Kanami wrote again.
“–I will not let you make them your sustenance. Before they can be consumed and digested, all the magic will turn into sparks and disappear. And this newly spread, seven-colored flower garden will become fertile soil for creating the best magic. Based on the measurement results of this moment, magic that Dragons find most difficult will grow and be born–”
“–!!–”
The “Duel” continued.
However, it was becoming increasingly drawn out.
Like the “pages” of a book, I felt our battle thinning out.
It wasn’t that my situation was overwhelmingly worse. But the more the battle escalated, crossing dimensions, the thinner, farther, and lighter it became–
It felt as if I were turning the pages of a book with just a single finger.
I can feel Kanami’s gaze on me as I fight.
His raven-black eyes pleaded with me, trying to make me realize the future of my defeat.
No matter how large, strong, or terrifying I, a dragon, become, when faced with the perfected ‘Star Principle Thief,’ I’ll invariably be trapped within ‘pages.’
The fact that it naturally thins the more we truly face each other after I declared a ‘Duel’ is only expected.
Selchra Quinfelion will merely be recorded as an ink stain that bled onto paper, contained within the story of ‘The True Evil Dragon Extermination.’
No one can resist the imposition of God’s rule—
“……Well, I suppose that’s true.”
Soon, I will lose to Kanami.
No matter how far I’ve flown, I will fail again.
I had a premonition of this from the very beginning.
That’s why I’ve been trembling in fear for so long.
And the cause of that defeat would be none other than my true ‘Magic.’
“Evil Dragon Who Slays Gods” is undoubtedly a magic specialized in slaying gods. If my enemy were an omniscient and omnipotent God in the heavens, I would surely win in the end.
However, I was wrong.
Meeting Kanami’s eyes, chatting with him, my long-held premonition turned into certainty.
Kanami’s god-like appearance is merely a ‘shell.’
Inside, he is a boy desperately struggling and suffering.
As his title, ‘False Evil God,’ suggests, he is merely acting out an unfitting role.
That’s why Kanami has been crawling through hell, not the heavens.
He is not omniscient; he is constantly seeking the best path, even now.
He is not omnipotent; he is always desperately giving his all.
The more I decipher Kanami’s ‘inner self,’ the weaker my ‘Evil Dragon Who Slays Gods’ magic becomes.
And Kanami, employing this characteristic that plays to his advantage the longer it takes, continued to cautiously search for my weaknesses until finally—
“—Hahaha. Selchra, it’s finally over. After analyzing your power up to this point, I’ve created magic that will surely kill your ‘dragon’ power.”
Kanami spoke with joy, and in his hand, I noticed the ‘Aris Family’s Treasure Sword Rowen’ had appeared. A large amount of black-purple smoke began to spill from his feet.
Likely, it was the mist of Dimensional Magic, ‘Black Shift.’
However, the color and quality were different from when I had seen it before.
Kanami began to envelop the blade of his sword with the black-purple mist.
It was a sword even smaller, thinner, and shorter than the small Kanami.
But I know that this Aris sword transcends dimensions, regardless of a ‘dragon’s’ size or hardness. Furthermore, just as I infused ‘god-slaying’ into my attacks, ‘dragon-slaying’ will be infused into that sword.
Kanami took hold of the magic sword and slowly raised it to a high guard.
“Thank you, Selchra. Thanks to you, the magic Maria sharpened has been further honed. With this sword that cuts even ‘the past,’ I will now kill the ‘true evil dragon.’ —Let me be reborn, Mr. Filion.”
Kanami, seemingly completely confident of victory, called out my name from within the ‘dream.’
I fully comprehended my defeat.
Kanami interrupted his crucial ‘magic’ construction, took his time, fully utilized the characteristics of a dimensional mage, desperately searched for my weaknesses, and patiently waited until the moment he could win 100 percent.
His judgment was terrifyingly cautious, and from my perspective as I was fighting him, it was a complete defeat— but this was Kanami’s usual way of fighting, and it was proof of his weakness— and it reaffirmed that Kanami was indeed far from being a ‘god’— which made me, as his ‘friend,’ happy that my weakening ‘Evil Dragon Who Slays Gods’ was occurring.
—In other words, the enemy I’m fighting isn’t a traumatic ‘god,’ but a ‘friend’ of a thousand years.
Even though defeat was certain, there was not a single reason to ‘escape.’
“Kanami, the ‘Duel’ isn’t over yet… Stop dawdling and just do it. We won’t lose to someone who ‘escapes’ down the easy path of pretending things ‘didn’t happen.’”
Because I’m losing, I can’t permit only that power to make things ‘not happen.’ Kanami is trying to make ‘not happen’ the memories I have with everyone, with a power I’ve gained thanks to them. That is clearly a ‘contradiction’— I will definitely devour that laziness.
To me, who swore this, Kanami replied with an ‘incantation.’
“……It’s useless, Selchra. With this, all battles will become ‘not happened.’ No, ‘I will make it not happen,’ ‘I will make it not happen,’ ‘I will absolutely make everything not happen.’ —‘Black Shift: Overwrite: Life’!!”
Kanami added the word ‘life’ to ‘Black Shift,’ which he inherited from Noi.
Then, with a swing. He swung down the black-purple magic sword with his ‘half-magical arm.’
It was Aris’s sword, and Kanami’s magic—
Transcending all dimensions, the magic sword cut through everything. In an instant, the ‘dragon’s sight’ was painted over by the black-purple mist.
More like a brush than a sword. The black-purple mist began to make ‘the gap between dimensions’— not only the ‘present’ but also the ‘past’— everything ‘not happen.’
This is not mere interference magic like Noi’s, obscuring the past of a life one wants to hide by painting over it with ■. This is about truly making things ■ ‘not happen.’
On top of that, it tries to overwrite my life extemporaneously, like the ‘dream’ I saw within the divine cocoon earlier. Trapped in that new divine cocoon— no, in that ‘weak person’s smudging’— I will be unable to escape.
The ‘dragon’s sight’ is entirely the color ■.
My evolved “Adaptation” is slow.
Perhaps it’s because I’m not being attacked.
“Black Shift: Overwrite Life” targets time.
It’s merely applying a “Revision” to the very time I’ve lived.
The black-purple ■ simply envelops my life, filling it gently.
It’s making me vomit up all the sustenance I’ve consumed until now, as if to heal it.
It was ideal as a countermeasure against “Dragons” that can withstand any attack.
—Meaning, the magic “Evil Dragon God Slayer” was ultimately not special effective or a weakness against Kanami.
Rather, it was the magic “Black Shift” used against me that was special effective and a weakness—
That fatal compatibility and bad luck will lead the “Duel” to its end.
“Aaaah, ■■■—!!”
I curse. But that voice is immediately painted over with ■.
Not only that. I could read with the “dragon’s perspective” that it was being overwritten with “Ah, ‘It was good’.”
Furthermore, feeling that even the mythological battle up to this point was being made “as if it never happened” by ■, I resist strongly.
Within the black-purple ■■■, I let out a “Dragon’s Roar.”
“Aaa■, ■gaaa■■■aaa■■■aaa—!!”
“Seldra… that was a good effort. But it’s a given that “God Slayer Dragons” will eventually be slain by “People.” Give up now. Come with me.”
From somewhere within the painted-over ■, Kanami says something like me.
However, Snow is already giving the reply.
So what if I’m defeated? Losing doesn’t mean I have a reason to give up.
Even if I can’t go back, I can only muster my courage and stand up again and again—
“■■A■■■A■■ッ!! ■■■■■■■■■ッッ—!!”
“You don’t have to think about anything anymore. You’ve tried hard enough. So, Seldra deserves to be forgiven now—”
Glen is already giving that reply.
Even so, we can only keep trying.
No matter how difficult the path, we must live until we die, and not give up even if we die—
“■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■ッ—!! ■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■ッッッ—!!!!”
Continuously, I’ve been pushed forward through the precious “Black Threads.”
So, while being painted over, I opened my “Dragon’s Jaw” with all my might.
—Losing, I’ll devour it.
The “Evil Dragon God Slayer” is still ongoing.
Regardless of the “worst” compatibility and luck. I knew that from the start.
Even if the opponent is not a “God,” if it’s power that deceives God, then devour it all.
My sole target is the disproportionate “God-like” power that Kanami possesses.
“Adaptation” is still here.
The “Curse” made by the “young dragons of my home village” shouldn’t be inferior to Kanami’s half-assed magic. I believe it’s all for this mo■—
I will surely “Adapt.”
If my body is not taking damage, then I just need to go and take it myself.
That’s the “Dragon’s” greatest attack.
With my current self, I can go and receive even the dreadful black-purple miasma without “evading.” I can even choose the “worst” path to receive it. It’s everyone’s ba■■. I will receive, receive, receive this ■ myself, and get used to it—!
Whether the opponent is a “God” or not, it doesn’t matter.
Whether they are “weak people” or “strong people,” it doesn’t matter.
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Even if my body isn’t taking damage, I should go and take it myself.
This is the “Dragon’s” greatest attack.
With my current self, I can go and receive even the dreadful black-purple miasma without “evading.” I can even choose the “worst” path, the path to receive it. It’s everyone’s ba■■. Receive this ■ myself, devour it, devour it, devour it, and get used to it—!
Whether the opponent is a “God” or not, it doesn’t matter.
Whether they are “weak people” or “strong people,” it doesn’t matter.
I have no preferences anymore. Receive this ■ myself and devour it. Without running from ■■■■■■■■■ and ■■■■■■■■■■■, devour it yourself and “Adapt.” “Adapt” to that ■. 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