Mutual Recognition of Identities, the One No One Wanted to Choose

Upon hearing this, before anyone else could react, one of the eight people at the round table made a slight movement and raised his head a little.

The strongest person in a former world... What did that mean?

As he looked up, the Arbiter's teasing voice immediately rang out, laughing as she said:

That's right, Jiang Yuan. Just as you thought, their origins may be somewhat similar to yours.

Hehe, since you've all ended up in this game together, that counts as fate. I hope you'll get along well.

There might have seemed to be nothing wrong with those words, but Jiang Yuan's fists slowly clenched on their own.

The same origins... Did that mean their worlds had also been destroyed, and they were survivors like him?

And the reason they were destroyed—wasn't it originally... God's Handiwork?

And this Arbiter, this representative of the game and the gods, could say it so lightly, as though she were joking?

Jiang Yuan clenched his fists, then tilted his head slightly to look at "Sin" on the other side, the one wearing a dark green mask.

He now knew that was the "Lord."

Looking at the Lord sleeping soundly, his fists gradually loosened again, and he calmed down somewhat.

"Does the players' victory condition of completing more than five daytime games include five games?" Xie Antong suddenly asked.

No. You must successfully complete at least six, or even seven!

Upon hearing that, Xie Antong slowly frowned.

"Could the rules be described more precisely?"

"Under normal circumstances, this game should involve strategy and battles of wits."

"But based on what you said earlier, if the Troublemaker truly possesses absolute power, enough to defeat the eight companions above, then this game seems like it will become entirely dependent on force."

"That's not very balanced!"

No!