"You're a bit like certain programs. The code is obviously wrong, yet somehow, it still runs."
Death smiled and said, "Intermediary, if I choose to enter your Scripted World, it would mean staking my life on one final gamble. I don't mind taking that gamble, but at the very least, you need to let me see some hope of winning, right?
"Becoming a Creation God is indeed great, but Creation Gods have restrictions. They can't simply do whatever they want."
"First of all, although I don't know exactly what method the Mechanical Demon King used on you, the fact that you're seriously considering entering the Scripted World means his method was terrifying—terrifying enough that you have no chance of winning."
The Intermediary said, "In other words, if you don't enter the Scripted World, you're guaranteed to lose.
"Don't say you can seek Chthon's help. Since the Mechanical Demon King made his move, he must have accounted for Chthon as a variable. Chthon can't help you, and even if he can, you'll be controlled by him.
"On the other hand, if you enter the Scripted World, you'll still have a slim chance at survival. Moreover, as long as the world isn't destroyed, you, as a Creation God, won't perish. Even if you lose the war in the new Scripted World, you may still be able to make a comeback."
"I didn't expect you to be this insane and still think so clearly?"
Death was a little surprised. He even wondered whether the Intermediary was really about to go mad. This analytical ability was no worse than before.
"I've said it many times: being crazy and being stupid are two different things. A madman isn't necessarily stupid. Tell me, is Joker stupid? Is Wade stupid?"
The Intermediary said helplessly. Death rolled his