"What is this supposed to be?"
I was clearly about to die of old age, yet I didn't die.
Falan felt both angry and confused.
"World-hopping? I see. So my current situation is more like one of those infinite-flow scenarios?"
As for the worlds he would travel to, he had probably known of them in his previous life.
But just like when he had been in Orario, for certain reasons—
Such as the world protecting itself—
He had lost those memories.
"Four worlds? Reversing Myth? God Is Dead?"
The moment Falan saw those two "world names," he immediately gave up on them.
After all, having lived a lifetime in Orario, no one understood the power of gods better than he did.
Even if they were different worlds with different rules, anything involving gods was absolutely not to be provoked.
"So that leaves two. An Empire that has endured for a thousand years and is about to decay? Or a Millennium Demon King born because of medical issues?"
To be honest, Falan found it difficult to choose between them.
Both worlds had a thousand years of history behind them. Even in the eyes of Orario's gods, a thousand years was no short span of time.
"A Demon King?" Based on his existing impression, Falan held great reverence for that title.
The absolute ruler of ghosts? Even if he was not comparable to the Five Ghost Emperors or the Ten Kings of Hell, he was still called a Demon King. He should only be slightly inferior to them, right?
It had to be said that the term Demon King indicated that world definitely possessed supernatural power.
Would this journey begin from scratch again, or would he travel with Falan's aged body?
This was only Falan's second world, so honestly, he did not