The Story is Told to the Protagonist.

After a short while.

With Bahram’s single word, I realized how foolish my choice had been.

“Are you claiming to be a god?”

It was an answer I had blurted out, hoping to cause at least some confusion.

‘But there’s no way they’d believe that.’

I spoke hastily without thinking, but it was a stupid answer.

“Answer.”

Let’s just spout ambiguous words and try to buy time.

“Well. I just recorded your past, present, and future.”

Fortunately, it wasn’t entirely ineffective.
Bahram looked at the floor again. It’s still white.

As a theologian, he has a lot to think about. Thanks to that, the next question is delayed.

‘What should I say for the next answer?’

I also racked my brains hard.

But then, an unexpected variable occurred.

***

Inside the control room, the fairy in charge of Earth stared blankly at the monitor.

Like many others in the universe right now, she too couldn’t take her eyes off the situation on the screen.

‘Author of the Book of Prophecy?’

What does that mean?

Before her mind could understand the information, she first checked the floor of the mirror dome.

was saying that this was the truth.

‘Is he really saying he’s the Creator God?’

Impossible. It was such an obvious fact that it didn’t require even a moment’s consideration to deny.

But the more she thought about it, the more things didn’t add up.

The content of the Book of Prophecy.
From what she briefly heard, today’s Earth was mentioned as important as the beginning when the tower was built.

‘Has there ever been a history in this universe as important as the establishment of the tower?’

The kings’ reactions proved the weight of its significance.
Those immovable figures are showing such great interest in this place.

Moreover, she clearly heard it from Mr. Jayden’s mouth. The system’s message.

‘He said higher authority.’

System access authority is divided from grade 9.
Among them, only His Majesty the Emperor has level 1 authority.

However, the planetary incorporation procedure is level 0.

The system itself selects planets that need salvation from the vast universe and connects them to the tower.

The will that even His Majesty the Emperor cannot interfere with is the system’s direct will.
In other words, it was the will of the Creator God who created the system.

But higher authority was confirmed? The field was broken?

‘What in the worlds is higher than level 0 authority?’

She couldn’t believe the words of a mere backwater planet dweller.
But she couldn’t disbelieve the authorship of the Book of Prophecy and the system message.

Because that is the will of God, and the language of God.

For her, who was born and raised in the tower and, like everyone else, believed in the ideology of the one true Creator God, it was common sense.

‘That means….’

There is something these facts imply with the current situation. It’s a conclusion that even a young fairy like her can easily infer.

But she chose to stop thinking.
It wasn’t a truth that a mere fairy like her could handle.

Her mind becomes distant.

Riiing-!

“Eek-!”

She clutched her startled chest.

‘Ge-geez…. What is it? Why is that communication device ringing?’

It shouldn’t ring unless it’s someone extremely high-ranking.

She quickly checked the number.

‘Ah….’

It’s a royal number, a line that a king is only allowed to use when communicating directly.

‘The Angel King.’

The eighth strongest man in the tower was calling directly.

Normally, this situation would be so burdensome that her hands and feet would tremble.

But the fairy’s suspicion rose first.

‘Why?’

Why is the king reacting like this? To mere bluster from a backwater planet dweller?

Is there really something to what he’s saying?

It wasn’t over.

Riiing-!
Riiing-!

Two more royal numbers are ringing.

The flood of ringing pulled her from deep contemplation back to reality.

‘Ah….’

She collapsed to the floor.
She’s going to faint. But can she faint? Ignore the kings’ calls?

“Ugh….”

Feeling bile rise, she barely managed to hold onto her consciousness.
This wasn’t a situation where she could afford the luxury of fainting.

‘Mom….’

As she reached for the receiver with a pale hand, she paused.

On the screen, she could see the reactions of the Earth people trapped in the auditorium.
Everyone quietly listened to the conversation inside the dome as if a mouse wouldn’t dare squeak.

‘Even though they don’t understand what’s being said.’

The Book of Prophecy, Kings. It was all information they couldn’t comprehend.

But perhaps something was conveyed through the context and reactions of the exchange.

Someone was already praying towards the mirror dome.

She couldn’t take her eyes off that sight.

“…”

Right now, the sound barrier between the inside and outside of the dome is deactivated. Those inside can hear the sounds from outside.

‘God….’

Throughout the distant history of the universe, countless people have prayed. Prayed to be saved from destruction.

She did too. But no one’s prayers ever reached God.

Will it be different this time?

Will that Earth person’s prayer be heard?

***

It would be troublesome for Bahram to capture me alive.
Because he would have to choose which of the kings to hand me over to.

‘But if he kills me, he might be held responsible later.’

He is an extremely calculating person who advocates neutrality.
Therefore, the only option given to him is to leave me be.

Just extracting information that will satisfy the kings while they watch is the best he can do.

So I play along with that. I keep spitting out information that Bahram and the kings might find interesting.
Until the system’s ‘procedure’ ends. Until the door of the tower opens.

Whether it’s about me or about the world.

‘That was the plan.’

However, Bahram does not react to the first topic, the ‘Book of Prophecy.’
He needs to be interested first.

–

Bahram raised his head quite late.
What is it? Was he thinking about something?

And at the next words, my head also lifted sharply.

–

“…!”

What is this?

Both Bahram and I were silent for a moment. Then he asked the air.

“Which of the four kings’ will is this?”

-

The Angel King is one of the four main villains in the original work and the ninth strongest in the entire universe.
That Angel King?
Why him?

“The Angel King has been in seclusion for a long time. Check again. Are you certain it’s him?”

–

So why!

‘He reacts this much to my words? Why?’

A king is an infinitely vast being.
Compared to that, I’m not even worth a bug, just an extra-planetary dweller.

Although I’ve shown several abnormal behaviors, it’s not enough for a king to intervene like this.

Unless he really believes everything I say.

Perhaps Bahram also found this strange. He speaks to the air.

“I report to the great master of Attrition. Even if it’s a royal command, this goes against the regulations for extra-planetary intervention.”

Kings have a certain degree of freedom from regulations as they possess high system access authority.

However, the extra-planetary intervention regulation is a very high-level authority. Even a king would bear an enormous burden if they intervened directly.

That’s why there hasn’t been a single precedent in the tower’s long history.

Was Bahram’s statement uncomfortable? Light descends from the sky.

Fwoosh-

“Ugh…!”

I curled up and closed my eyes.

The light is heavy.

The light pierced through things like the atmosphere and ceiling. I could feel a gaze from it.

With the pressure pressing down on space, I have to try much harder than usual just to breathe.

The Angel King is exerting force here with just his gaze from somewhere far in the universe.

‘Th-this is… a king-level powerhouse…!’

Even as my body trembled violently, my head ached with confusion.

‘To this extent…?’

Are you trying to kill me even while bearing such a huge penalty?

“I don’t understand why you’re overreacting to this extent.”

Even Bahram started questioning what was happening.
He’s talking back to none other than the Angel King.

“He’s just a backwater planet dweller whose destruction has just begun. No one believes his words. Rather, your behavior like this will make the subjects of the universe more anxious, and the harm from the penalty will reach you. Please preserve your royal body.”

The light vibrates the space as if in anger.

Rumble-

Bahram advised the Angel King to back down.
This is impossible considering his character, which values profit and advocates neutrality.

“Or is there really something to what that person is saying? Something that makes even Your Majesty anxious?”

My eyes opened wide at his words.

‘He’s probing.’

Bahram is trying to extract the truth from the king.

What kind of answer does he want to hear?

Rumble-!

“…I understand.”

Bahram finally looks at me, unable to withstand the king’s rebuke.
He forms a mudra and uses a skill.

Woong-

A sphere of light appeared above my head. It crackles threateningly while emitting a bright radiance.

“…Huh?”

[Theology of Penetration].

A powerful technique that can instantly kill most transcendents, but with the huge penalty of a three-minute activation delay.

“Ah….”

Seeing that makes it feel real.

My death has been decided.
I will die in three minutes.

‘Am I really… going to die here?’

I stared blankly at the sphere.

The three-minute grace period began.
The oncoming sense of futility washes away all emotions like fear and passion.

Huh… well.

“…Why did you use this specifically? Why not just cleanly cut me in half with a low-power instant skill like [Judgment and Punishment].”

I tried to mock out of futility, but there was no reaction. He maintains his expressionless face.

People who meet this guy say, ‘I can’t read his thoughts.’ It’s exactly like that.

Yeah. It’s really exactly like the character Bahram that I wrote.

“Huff….”

It’s strange.
Given time to think, I become rather detached in the face of death.

‘I see, so this is how it goes.’

So I end up dying here after all.
Not as a protagonist, not even as an extra, and not as someone who doesn’t even appear in the work.
I’ll disappear as such an existence, and the original work will flow on.

‘If I die… Seol Ga-ram too…’

The world too. The story too. All according to the original work.
Suffering. Destruction. Despair. So that’s how it will be.

‘…No.’

What do you mean by ‘that’s how it will be.’ Absolutely not.

‘I absolutely can’t give up.’

I had just let go of my greed for life in the face of death. My strength had completely drained.
But some other greed, some strength from who knows where, is gushing forth.

Becoming detached actually makes my purpose clearer.

My fists, wrists, shoulders, and jaw are all tense.

‘Even if I die!’

I need to tell her as much as I can.

Even if I die, so that the story can change.
Even if I’m gone, so that she can change that damn ending!

Even if I die now.
I have to change this fucking story before I die!

“…From now on, the things you’ve been glimpsing in your dreams will unfold. Remember everything I’m about to say.”

I won’t mention her name. The gaze of the king and the universe shouldn’t turn towards her.

There’s so much I want to say… but since time is short, I’ll get straight to the point.

“About the destruction of planet Yumillion. The cause is surprisingly simple, so you can solve it. There will be clues in your dream, so do your best.”

Their treasure is lost, so it would be good to receive it.

“There’s a guy called the ‘Jester Mask’ who operates while hiding his identity. He’s going to bother you, right? That guy’s identity is the vice-captain of that Angel King’s Holy Knight Order. His name is Dmitrios. Remember that.”

But he has so many enemies and has hidden his identity with his skill for so long that he’ll die on his own even if Ga-ram doesn’t step in since I’ve exposed his identity.

“And…”

The surroundings feel particularly quiet.
The entire universe is focusing on my words.

‘How embarrassing….’

I continue speaking while checking the speed at which the sphere of light is growing.

“The theme of the third-floor trial is ‘bonds,’ you understand? Your team of Earthlings will betray you there. Be wary of the Earthling with the jeweled dagger, and when given choices in the trial, you should choose the right… Ah.”

Come to think of it, I’m not supposed to be able to talk about trial information.
The system just blocks it if you try to speak. Because if that information leaks, the trial becomes meaningless.

‘But it’s working?’

Why is it working?

But won’t the kings do something again if they see this? Saying I’m a being that defies the rules.

‘No. Why am I worrying about that.’

I’m about to die anyway.
What are they going to do if I break the rules? I’m dying anyway.

“The answers to the first theory trial are 4, 5, 1, 4, 3… Memorize them. It’s multiple-choice. Just skip it and get the fastest clear time reward.”

Others will know the answers, too. But they don’t know exactly which batch Seol Ga-ram is in.
They can’t watch the broadcast right now, and you can’t contact the outside from floors 1 to 9.

She’ll be the last one to reap the benefits, and then chaos will ensue after that.

‘It’s not my business since I’ll be dead soon.’

It’s good if the climbers grow well, right?

‘That should be enough for the very early floors.’

Let’s see. Shall I give you a few more spoilers?

Translator’s Corner

The ranking given by the fairy and Noah are different.

-Ruminas