``` [Were you dead?]
[Probably?!]
[After all, [Karmic Law] had acted personally. How could you possibly have survived?!]
[Perhaps you were merely a reward extracted by the [Simulator] now.]
[Just like the last simulation, when you had spoken with the Simulated Clone who possessed [Heaven's Mandate].]
[Your consciousness was a muddled Chaos, capable of only the vaguest perceptions.]
["Heh..."]
[You could not help letting out a self-mocking laugh. Was this your fate?]
[How laughable!]
[In life, you had scouted the path for your original self, been schemed against your entire life, and treated as a [Chess Piece] to the very end.]
[Even in death, you were treated as a simulation reward, drained of your last shred of value.]
["Forget it. I might as well accept my fate!"]
[That was what you thought.]
["Is that really what you think?"]
[A voice suddenly rang out.]
[It was an incredibly familiar voice, yet for a moment, you could not remember whose it was.]
[Then, all at once, you realized something.]
["You're..."]
["Me...?!"]
[You wondered, was this your original self, the one who possessed the [Simulator]?]
["Oh."]
[But another soft chuckle followed.]
[He did not answer you, instead asking a question of his own:]
["The ending of this story... are you satisfied with it?"]
[You did not understand why he asked, but you still answered helplessly:]
["At this point, what difference does it make?"]
[Yet whether because you had reached the final moments of your life or because you were facing your so-called "original self," you could not help baring your heart.]
["But if I had to say... I think this ending is utterly rotten!"]
["Can't accept it?"]
[The voice came again.]
[You nodded and murmured:]
["That's right! I can't accept it."]
["I really... really can't accept it!"]
[Your tone grew increasingly defiant:]