"Ah, you killed him!"
"Ah, ah, ah!"
After White Hair died, the other two children, Phil and Layton, appeared at the scene at some point.
The two shouted at the same time.
"We're going to find Anty Mom!"
"You Demon!"
The two children turned and ran.
A vicious glint appeared in Dafflin's eyes. That one had been the Evil God's offspring; these two were the same!
He pulled out a gun and took aim.
But then Anty's voice rang out. "They're all your children!"
With those words, countless images appeared in Dafflin's mind.
He remembered everything!
Traveling to the past, simulating the future...
Getting married and having children, being watched by the Evil God...
So he had actually killed his own biological son!
No, no, that child had been born through the Evil God inhabiting him! It was all fake!
"Mom, Mom, he killed our little brother!" Phil cried.
Anty froze, then her expression became calm.
She took out a gun, aimed it at her own head, and fired.
She fell to the ground.
"No, no, don't die! If the children are dead, we can have more!" Dafflin was utterly stunned. Only when he saw her collapse did he rush forward in panic.
But it was already too late.
He held Anty's corpse in his arms.
He stood there in a daze.
The Crow beside them was equally dumbfounded. Ethics, morality, good and evil, love, truth and falsehood—all played out here.
Intertwined, mixed, blended... who knew what kind of ending they would give birth to?
After thinking for a moment, Dafflin did not travel through time again, nor did he simulate the future again.
He merely silently picked up the gun Anty had used to kill herself and fired it at his own head as well.
Nothing happened.
He fired