"You really were among the first."
Rocks closed his eyes.
He knew the gap between himself and Shane could never be bridged, but he had never imagined that those who had followed Shane back then were already far ahead of the world too.
Then.
Whoever won this game could only become a sacrifice.
"Go!"
"All I want now is to become this world's god, even for a single moment!"
Rocks chose the final path.
He had little life left. He had still hoped to obtain immortality, but now he knew that path had been blocked.
Then he would take the worst path: become a god, then die.
At least he would leave a mark in the New World's history books.
"You don't have much time. The sea is rising faster. Move to the Red Line."
"Actually, only one person needs to reach the City of Heaven. Whoever it is will be called a god."
Dragon looked at Rocks's aged face.
God Valley, thirty-eight years ago.
This King of the World had once been invincible, defeating powerful opponents from every quarter.
Only later had people learned that Rocks, who already knew part of the world's truth back then, had still merely been inside Imu's game.
Before a god, even the mighty King of the World could only raise a tiny ripple in the tide of his era.
Now.
Shane had openly launched a doomsday game.
The current winner was still Rocks.
"Someone always wants to become the strongest. Even without me, someone else would stand in this challenger's place."
"Shane wants to choose a new god because he's sick of this game of being challenged over and over too."
"I have no way of knowing what different thing he wants to do, but I've felt that same disgust before."
Rocks did