Just like that, Watermelon watched Cucumber enter the story.
As the story progressed, Cucumber gradually forgot his former self and became an ordinary person.
He could not help shaking his head.
This was how the whole world operated: the strong set the rules.
The weak lived under those rules.
Unless the weak gathered together, became strong, and established new rules.
At that moment, he finally felt bored.
"I've seen everything there is to see."
"It's time to put an end to it all."
He began using the last of the Glass Ball's power, dividing the world into two regions.
One was a Magic-Free Zone, and the other was a Magic Zone.
People could choose freely.
Whether they wanted to live in the Magic Zone or the Magic-Free Zone.
The entire planet was split in half along the prime meridian.
He handed the final choice over to these ordinary people.
They could live however they wanted.
No one would interfere with their choices anymore.
After Watermelon finished all that, he lay on the sofa and watched the new world.
The elderly all chose to seek their fortunes in the world with magic.
Especially those elderly people who still wanted to keep living.
Clearly, they wanted to obtain the power of immortality—the kind of immortal power Cucumber possessed.
Watermelon shook his head.
"How boring. You have no idea that everything is inside a story."
"So-called immortality is fake too."
"Enjoying the present, gaining genuine emotions, and savoring real beauty—that's what matters most."
Because he had seen through this, he had not sought longevity or the power of immortality.
It had to be said that Watermelon was a true philosopher who had risen above base pleasures.
He had seen through life and death.
He belonged among those of a truly higher order.
Thus,