After some time.
The wanton revelry within Crimson Heaven continued.
All sorts of fellows, utterly exhilarated by having gained a chance at resurrection and a new lease on life, were slaughtering everything in sight.
Yes.
Including those who had only just been resurrected.
Everyone had started beating each other up again.
Cherish their lives?
That was not so easy...
Even if they themselves wanted to cherish their lives.
The other fellows who came looking for trouble might not let them get their wish.
Right now.
Weapons capable of destroying universes or even planes in other time and spaces were blooming everywhere like fireworks.
Looking around.
Within the infinitely vast Crimson Heaven.
Every so often.
Blinding flashes would suddenly blaze high overhead, carrying incomparable power as they swept away mountain ranges and rivers stretching countless kilometers like an autumn wind scattering fallen leaves—distances enough to span multiple universes—leaving only crater after crater behind to await self-repair...
In short, all kinds of disturbances.
Could make countless nameless passersby die countless times on the spot within minutes!
Amidst all the liveliness.
The situation was also extraordinarily chaotic.
Even the security forces that normally handled basic public order, oppressed civilians, and beat up insignificant foreign riffraff had quite a few members eagerly and decisively joining the massacre...
At the same time.
Orsaga's guests had begun arriving one after another.
"So this is your territory?"
"It truly is rather extraordinary."
"I do hope our place can become this prosperous someday... though we can forget about the local customs. I would still prefer somewhere more peaceful."
The one speaking was Lady of Pain, who had come from afar.
Years ago.
Orsaga had said that he would invite her over for a stroll after his child was born.
He had never forgotten.
Now.
He had finally put