The Star God's Gift, Divided!

The Void Realm needed no mechanics, only aesthetics.

The Central Control Room of the Xenobiology Research Institute that appeared before Ian was a product of that design philosophy.

It was a gigantic sphere with a radius exceeding five hundred meters. Its inner walls were made up of millions of surveillance screens of every size, while at the very center of the sphere hung a solitary control seat.

A damaged corpse sat quietly upon it.

The reason it was called damaged was simple... its skull had been removed and was cradled in the corpse's arms.

And it was not merely the head—the spine beneath it had been pulled out along with it.

Yet despite such a cruel and horrifying wound, the skeleton appeared remarkably calm.

If it had not been holding its own head, Ian might even have thought it was a peaceful old man reclining in his rocking chair.

"...Is that you?"

After a brief daze, Ian shook his head. He carefully examined the corpse before him, then sighed as he confirmed, "It is. The skullcap was lifted off with precision. That is proof of the first surgery to remove the Silver Chip from oneself."

"So it really was you, Senior."

"Pioneer."

History lay before his eyes. The black-haired knight approached step by step.

And the closer he came to the control seat, the more violently he felt Retrospective Vision tremble.

The corpse before him contained unimaginable emotions and memories.

Perhaps it was because of the Void Realm? Perhaps the Silver Chip had finally encountered its original owner... or perhaps the Pioneer himself had left behind psychic remnants.

At this very moment, Ian could feel Retrospective Vision becoming exceptionally active... and powerful.

—So I will definitely see the scene I want to see.

*—Pioneer, my predecessor. What exactly did you