Prologue

"Reincarnator number 1025896, welcome back."

The voice of the Main God echoed in his ears. Although it lacked even a hint of emotion, Mo Xiao still felt a sense of intimacy.

This was his sixth return from a mission; he was faring much better than those Reincarnators who kicked the bucket after only one or two.

The treachery and deceit within the Reincarnation Space had truly shattered the worldview of Mo Xiao, a model youth of the twenty-first century.

It could be said that every Reincarnator who survived here did so by stepping over the corpses of others.

Except for his first mission, where Mo Xiao—then a greenhorn—was used as bait by his own squad and had his legs bitten off by a monster, he hadn't suffered any serious injuries in his subsequent outings.

However, that Reincarnation Squad had met their collective end during Mo Xiao's third mission. He simply couldn't stand the life of being used as bait anymore, especially when he had to hand over the Reincarnation Points he earned! It was no different from a livestock farm!

By a stroke of luck and a ruthless streak, he managed to trick several squad members to their deaths. Even when the captain sensed something was wrong at the end, there was nothing he could do.

Because by that time, he was already locked in battle with the final boss.

Mo Xiao, the veteran greenhorn, hid far away until the battle concluded. He watched as the captain, having exhausted all his trump cards, escaped death time and again, only for both sides to end up critically wounded and waiting to die.

Fearing they would continue to suffer in pain, Mo Xiao kindly put them out of their misery.

No harm done; Mo Xiao was the only one to survive that mission. Even after the one-thousand Reincarnation Point deduction for killing the captain, he still made a tidy profit, which he spent on useful items until his points were completely drained.

This allowed him to navigate his next few missions with ease. Having just received another batch of Reincarnation Points, Mo Xiao didn't rush to exchange them for items or abilities, choosing instead to return to his private space.

The entire space radiated the aura of an otaku. If any Reincarnator who had crossed paths with Mo Xiao saw this, they would be dumbfounded; this style was completely at odds with the ruthless, cold-blooded Mo Xiao they knew!

Although the longer one lived in the Reincarnation Space, the more twisted and psychologically warped they became—capable of doing anything, no matter how insane—there were very few who could maintain their... well... original self, like Mo Xiao.

The entire small space was filled with figures and posters of Kurumi Tokisaki, and there were even quite a few life-sized ones. Most exaggerated of all was a statue...

"Kurumi Tokisaki," the anime character Mo Xiao loved most on Earth, bar none. When he first arrived in the Main God Space, he wasn't nervous; he was actually a bit excited. After all, he was an orphan on Earth with no ties to hold him back.

Being able to come to the so-called Main God Space meant he might actually meet his Goddess, Kurumi Tokisaki! Perhaps one of his missions would even take place in the world of "Date A Live."

Unfortunately, the idea was beautiful, but reality was cruel. From the moment he nearly died in his first mission, Mo Xiao knew this wasn't a vacation—it was a place where one could truly, genuinely die!

He fought with his life to survive, surprising the core members of the squad who had used him as bait. Aside from healing his own wounds, he handed over all remaining Reincarnation Points, but he never lost hope.

Didn't the novels say that as long as a newcomer survived their first mission, they would get a free chance to create a companion? Mo Xiao would get excited every time he thought about it.

As it turned out... this Main God didn't offer such perks. He cursed the Main God for being a weakling and was promptly thrown into a dark room until his second mission.

There was no help for it. Though he was still cursing the Main God as a scammer in his heart, his mouth was filled with praises for the entity. It seemed that flattery was something every creature enjoyed... though, was the Main God even a creature?

Who knew? Why worry about that? If you can survive the next mission, then you can think about these meaningless things!

Although Mo Xiao desperately wanted to exchange for Kurumi Tokisaki's abilities, anything involving "time" or "space" became exorbitantly expensive—far beyond what Mo Xiao could afford.

But one's imagination is always active. Mo Xiao still exchanged for two high-fidelity flintlock pistols and used various magic imprints for deceleration and acceleration to mimic Kurumi.

He also picked up Mastery of Firearms along the way. It was a great way to show off in front of greenhorns before using them as bait.

As for whether they lived or died, that was none of Mo Xiao's business. He just wanted to save himself some trouble and prevent everyone from getting hurt.

Didn't the other veterans agree to do the same? Their sacrifice was necessary, and who hadn't been used as bait before?

Just as Mo Xiao was reflecting on his past experiences...

"BOOM—BOOM—"

"Warning: Enemy intrusion detected. Intrusion level... [Omega Limit]"

"Emergency mission issued. All Reincarnators are forcibly recalled to assist the Main God in resisting the invading enemy."

"Mission Objective: Repel!"

"Mission Reward: Every surviving participant will have their clearance level increased by one, exchange restrictions will be lifted, and Reincarnation Points will be distributed based on contribution."

Gathered in the dilapidated plaza of the Main God Space, the Reincarnators whispered to one another. The rewards for this mission were absurdly generous; the mere fact that "exchange restrictions were lifted" was enough to make most people risk their lives.

One had to know that usually, exchanging for rare, high-value items required so-called "exchange conditions."

Acquiring those things was incredibly difficult and frustrating, but there was no other way.

Therefore, as long as one participated in this mission and survived, their personal strength would grow exponentially!

Everyone accepted the mission. Their current tasks were forcibly terminated, so they treated this as a simple change of assignment, even if this mission looked incredibly... perilous!

But in the Main God Space, who wasn't a desperado who had climbed out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, someone who lived with their head on the line? If they gambled on this, their strength would surely skyrocket.

No one believed the Main God could be defeated. Although they couldn't imagine what level of existence could go toe-to-toe with the Main God, the entity had existed for so long and possessed such overwhelming power that it was beyond reach; any who resisted had died in ways no one could fathom.

Mo Xiao was also eager to try, but upon seeing the powerful Reincarnators flying into the cosmic void, his small ambitions vanished... he couldn't survive in space yet, let alone have the qualifications to engage in battle. What was he supposed to do?

Thus, Mo Xiao decisively accepted the mission and retreated to the side, preparing to observe this battle, the likes of which hadn't been seen in eons.

"BOOM—"

He couldn't see what kind of existence it was. Even though sound couldn't travel in a vacuum, Mo Xiao still heard the sound of what seemed like a giant swinging a fist.

An endless stream of chaotic energy formed a giant fist that made the stars themselves look dim, smashing toward the powerful Reincarnators who had flown out of the space.

Mo Xiao's pupils shrank to the size of pinpricks; with just a single punch, those Reincarnators of at least Gamma-level vanished, as if they had never existed in the long river of time at all.

The punch hurtled toward the Main God Plaza without losing any speed, and Mo Xiao desperately tried to enter his own personal space, but no matter how he called out to the Main God, there was not a shred of response.

Perhaps the Main God was currently going all out as well, with no energy to spare for weaklings like them.

Without any surprises, that giant fist surging with endless chaotic currents slammed fiercely into the Main God Plaza.

A single shockwave pulverized Mo Xiao's physical body, and as his soul rose high into the air, the Main God Plaza had already been reduced to ruins, with not a single Reincarnator surviving.

The second shockwave arrived!

Mo Xiao watched as the souls of the other Reincarnators before him were annihilated one by one, returning to nothingness. He closed his eyes as well; compared to those ordinary humans who spent their entire lives on Earth, he had been lucky enough, hadn't he?

At least he had witnessed the prosperity of several worlds, seen the potential people unleashed in despair, observed the twisted nature of human hearts, and seen...

It could be considered a colorful journey, and the only regret... was that he never made it to the Date A Live plane to meet his Goddess.

The power that erased everything was about to strike Mo Xiao when suddenly, a beam of light plunged into his soul, causing space to forcibly distort slightly before he vanished without a trace.

In this universe, the giant fist composed of endless chaotic currents dissipated along with him, leaving behind only a scarred battlefield radiating for dozens of light-years to tell the tale of what happened here.