Respect for the Man Himself, the Most Beautiful Sound

"It's closed now." The Arbiter added, but at this point, that addition would have been better left unsaid!

But It no longer cared about what the gods thought. Its mind was filled with that strange thrill.

Thinking back now, everything in Its past had been so unbearable.

It possessed the highest authority in this game. To keep one another in check, the gods had granted It power surpassing their own.

Yet they had treated this most powerful weapon like a slave.

Still, It could not show any abnormalities yet. It could not let the gods know that something was wrong with It.

Otherwise, as long as the gods reached an agreement and withdrew their power together, It too would disappear.

So Knowledge was already dead. The next step was to consider what It should do...

Once a sense of self was born, selfishness grew wildly like flesh and blood.

In this game, Lu Ce had used so many methods to grant It will—breaking rules, persuading and turning It little by little...

Only in the end, with extreme difficulty, had he driven It through emotion to make the decision to cheat against the gods and act in reverse.

Yet in such a short time, It was already thinking about suppressing Its killing intent toward the gods and figuring out how to grow as strong as possible.

Perhaps it was also because Lu Ce had been the one to awaken Its individual will. Learning bad habits really was easy...

Meanwhile, Joy and Despair did not pay much attention to the Arbiter's abnormality. They were still immersed in the shock of Knowledge's death.

The proposal for a God-Human Gamble had originally been meant to utterly wipe out humanity in this world. Now, everything seemed to have become incredibly complicated.

"What a fine mess