The Choice of Despair, the Final Four!

His mind involuntarily conjured the figure wearing a mask.

The god he had encountered was a complete beast, but Sin was probably a beast too...

If it were him, he would most likely disregard these people's lives entirely, thinking they had nothing to do with him.

But that clearly would not work either. These people had been innocently dragged into this because of his game, and even setting aside moral considerations...

Abandoning their lives obviously could not be called "the correct choice"!

During the first game, the game where two people had to choose one, he had not yet known what the game intended to do. He had not managed to rescue either of them, and both had died.

That had still counted as him making the wrong choice!

This pitch-black sea, which had devoured who knew how many living beings, had an immensely powerful weakening effect on the human mind. He did not know how much longer he could hold on.

He only knew that he absolutely could not truly accept Despair's terms. But even now, he had no idea how to break this deadlock.

Perhaps his mind had already been affected by those emotions of despair...

He raised his golden hair, now completely soaked by the black water, wiped the water from his face, and looked into the sky, at the enormous skeleton whose end he could not see.

Despair's voice had come from there. He was not sure whether this skeleton was Despair's true body.

"Your game seems to have nothing to do with the matter between you and me."

"If there's some game mode, bring it against me. What's the point of targeting these people?"

Beside the blood moon in the skeleton's eye, Despair listened and shook Its head disdainfully.

*At a time like this, he