"With Fuli gone, I am invincible!"
Besides this Aeon of Remembrance, who here could possibly defeat him?
A bunch of nobodies dare to provoke him. Leon isn't even afraid of Fuli, so why would he shy away from them?
Watch him turn these guys into scrap metal!
Leon's figure flickered again, moving like a shadow of light!
He closed in with his blades, the sound of slicing air accompanying four or five instantaneous flashes of purple-blue light!
In the blink of an eye, those menacing, restless arms were silently shattered by the sharp glint of his blades, annihilated into quark-sized dust, meeting a silent requiem!
In a mere moment, this group of indescribable, strange arms had all perished under his blades!
He had just approached the Six-Phased Ice, ready to see what new riddle Fuli had left for him, when the cry of a whale thundered in his ears!
He whipped his head around. An ice-blue, crystalline whale composed entirely of Memoria had abruptly appeared in his line of sight, its massive tail sweeping toward him!
Leon pulled the Six-Phased Ice in front of him protectively, raising his twin blades to defend, only to hear the unexpected sound of shattering ice quietly emanate from it!
In an instant, a black and red light flashed past!
The void whale made of Memoria before him began to wail inexplicably, as if corrupted by an ancient god. After a struggle, it dissolved into a pool of lifeless, ice-blue water that merged with the surroundings!
He tilted his head slightly and saw fragments of the Six-Phased Ice of various sizes floating gracefully in his field of vision.
March 7th, who had been sealed inside, had emerged from her cocoon at some point. Completely naked, she stood at the center of where the Six-Phased Ice had been, its fragments obscuring the crucial parts.
A black jellyfish materialized beside her hand. Noticing his gaze, her pupils shifted slightly, casting an indifferent, sidelong glance at him. Her dark red eyes were utterly captivating.
"Who are you?"
Leon's voice held a hint of confusion.
It's as if... she's not someone unforgettable.
Is this March 7th? Clearly not.
Her hair was longer, its color darker. Her eyes had changed color, and the light in them was gone.
Of course, that wasn't the most crucial point. Do you know what the most crucial point was?
The clear, unconcealable naivete was gone, replaced by a cold demeanor that seemed to know everything.
It was plain to see they were two different people. Don't think he couldn't tell just because she's wearing the same skin. What a joke. How could March 7th possibly be so... womanly?
Hearing his question, 'March 7th' gently raised the index finger of her right hand to her lips in a hushing gesture.
"You may call me Oblivion."
A voice with the same timbre but a different tone came from her lips.
As her words fell, the scattered fragments of Six-Phased Ice flickered with a faint light, changing shape and converging on her body to form a set of clothes.
"Oh? 'Oblivion'? Oblivionis?"
Leon made a random association.
"What, are you going to be another Miss Bunch-of-Letters and form a lifelong 'Please, My Other Self' duo with March 7th?"
"If that is what she needs."
A faint, almost non-existent smile hung on Oblivion's face.
"Hmm?"
Leon grunted in response. "So, you're the thing Fuli wanted to give me?"
Fuli definitely wouldn't have brought him here for no reason.
Not to mention, Its superpower had already been activated.
The fact that Fuli responded to his call this time to meet It again showed that It certainly had something to entrust to him.
It could be the answer to a question, or it could be a useless riddle.
Looking at it now, Fuli had chosen a third option.
The answer to the riddle.
"Didn't you ask It to 'drop some loot'?"
Oblivion smiled at his words.
"Oh? So you really are..."
Tch, a riddler. Should've known. A chip off the old block, just like Fuli.
"That's right. I am the answer you seek."
There was no fluctuation in Oblivion's voice.
"March 7th's 'Memory,' her lost 'Past,' and also the 'Long Night' that accompanies her. I will watch over her path, at any cost."
Oblivion paused, then unhurriedly revealed the answer to the puzzle.
"Is this a case of split personality? Are you a multi-headed monster too?"
Leon sized her up.
"Unfortunately, I am her one and only 'Past.' There are no other heads."
There was a strange hint of pride in Oblivion's voice.
"Fuli deliberately separated you from March 7th. What was the purpose of this act?"
Fuli or whatever, Leon just wanted one answer.
"Before answering that question, allow me to deal with the creature stirring in the shadows."
Oblivion's gaze shifted to the side, toward a purple and black bicolored monster. It had a long body with many eyes, and its shell resembled an enlarged and twisted arm.
—Memory Zone Meme "Something Unto Death"
A low, mocking roar
Something Unto Death began to hiss at the two of them.
"Hush. The long night has come."
Oblivion once again placed her index finger to her lips, as if signaling that playtime was over.
"I said it long ago. In Sudarshana, a being of your level is nothing more than small fry."
Oblivion pointed forward. The jellyfish waiting around her immediately shot out, and the dark red wave from their explosion consumed the impudent meme.
A completely one-sided slaughter.
"Alright, let's continue."
Oblivion tossed the conversational lead back to Leon.
"Are you trying to subtly tell me your power level is no less than mine?"
Oblivion had never hidden her strength.
The fluctuation just now... without a doubt, she was a powerful Emanator, and very likely on the same level as him!
If he was the agent of Lan, then this version of March 7th before him was the agent of Fuli.
Honestly, he wasn't surprised, especially after the vision of Fuli shattering just moments ago.
From what Fuli had just shown him, the connection between Oblivion and It was extremely deep. She might even be the 'alt account' It had mentioned.
"What do you think?" Oblivion smiled but said nothing.
"Where are we?"
But more than her show of force, Leon wanted to figure out why a bunch of strange things kept popping up here.
He had seen far too many people who were confident they could beat him.
But in the end? Didn't he always win?
He could only say that Oblivion was the challenger here!
"This is the lowest level of the Memory Zone within Sudarshana."
"Memories that carry deep-seated hatred and suffering will settle here for a time. After being purified, they can be reborn and will then automatically enter Sudarshana."
Oblivion's attitude was friendly from beginning to end.
"As for why they rioted and attacked…"
Oblivion answered every question.
"That is because of March 7th's unique nature. To any 'Memory' creature, her existence is an irresistible delicacy."
"Holy ice!" Leon exclaimed.
"You demanded an answer from Fuli, but are you prepared to know the truth?"
Oblivion ignored him, simply stating March 7th's special nature before asking her question.
"What do you think? I came here to judge a god!"
Leon told her to cut the crap.
He had come to judge Fuli and make It 'drop some loot' in the first place. He wasn't afraid to provoke an Aeon, so what else was there to fear?
"Come on, tell me your relationship with Fuli. Or let me rephrase, what is the relationship between March 7th and Fuli?"
"Knowing the truth is like falling into a bottomless abyss from which you can never escape. Does that still not matter to you?"
Oblivion asked.
"Don't make me laugh."
Hearing the words 'bottomless abyss,' Leon broke into a sweat. This was getting ridiculous.
"Fuli has already told you all the answers."
Hearing this, Oblivion indicated that she didn't need to say more; someone had already laid the answer bare.
"What, so March 7th really is Fuli's alt account?"
Leon tried to recall.
If Fuli had told him anything, it was only the piece of information that March 7th had sprung from Its body.
"No. To be precise, March 7th is Fuli Itself."
Oblivion shook her head.
"Fuli Itself?"
Leon was confused, not understanding how she could state this so confidently.
That was an Aeon, a being whose current power level was far above his own—a Great Emperor just below the seat of the Celestial Emperor he coveted.
He'd believe it if she was talking about Oblivion, but March 7th hadn't even triggered his danger sense. How could she possibly be the same person as Fuli? That was absurd.
"I am March 7th. There is no difference between her and me."
Oblivion saw through his thoughts.
"You may not be able to accept it right away, but I am not lying."
Oblivion was indifferent to his attitude. Believe it or not.
"Alright, I'll assume for now that March 7th really is Fuli's alt account. What's the point of creating this account, and why were you separated from her?"
Since the person in question was saying so herself, Leon had no choice but to believe her for the time being.
"Will you become her enemy?"
Oblivion didn't answer, merely looking at him as Emanator-level energy surged from her body.
"I don't know. Who can guarantee the future? But at least, not right now."
Leon couldn't say for sure.
He was a man who lived for the moment, not even planning what to eat tomorrow. Giving an answer now would be just empty words, meaningless.
"I was separated to protect her. If you become her enemy, then you will be my enemy as well."
Oblivion's expression was frosty. She didn't answer the first question, only the second.
"I don't think that day will ever come."
Leon couldn't imagine being an enemy to March 7th.
"I have just one question. March 7th can't be made whole, can she? If her memories return, will something bad happen?"
Leon's purpose this time was to reclaim her past from Fuli.
But now, something unexpected had clearly gone wrong.
The 'Memory' of her past had appeared as a separate individual named Oblivion.
Why was that?
After hearing from her that the reason was to protect March 7th, he had a theory.
Oblivion nodded.
"How bad?"
Leon needed to see what stats were required to clear this stage.
"You would become an enemy to Fuli."
"...So after all this, I still have to fight Fuli."
He originally thought he could solve everything this time, but he'd just ended up back where he started.
Although he still didn't know what grand scheme Fuli was cooking up, to the point of sacrificing Itself.
But if he wanted to help March 7th truly regain her memories and maintain her sense of self, it seemed the power level of a Celestial Emperor was indispensable.
"I have given you the answer you sought on Fuli's behalf, as well as the reason why the 'Past' cannot be bestowed upon her."
Oblivion looked at him.
"It's not that We don't want to, but that We cannot."
Her words sounded like a final request before a farewell.
"So, take good care of her."
Oblivion said before they parted.
"Fuli has gambled Its possibilities on you. I, too, will gamble Her future on you."
Immediately after, a blinding white-blue light swept across the entire world, engulfing him and Oblivion within it.
"'If it's you, you can do it.'"
...
Herta Space Station.
After everything was over, Leon was teleported directly back here by Fuli.
"You actually came back."
Herta looked at Leon, who had reappeared in the exact spot he'd been standing before entering the Simulated Universe, and said with some surprise.
"Besides Lan, to think that Fuli also thinks so highly of you."
The fact that he could reappear here, safe and sound, was enough to show how much importance Fuli placed on him.
Hearing the voice, Leon's somewhat melancholic consciousness gradually cleared.
"Where did Fuli take you?"
Herta asked impatiently from the side, "Did you get the answer?"
She created the Simulated Universe precisely to analyze the Aeons.
And now, a unique specimen who had just received a personal invitation from an Aeon was standing right in front of her. Her intellectual curiosity, befitting a genius, was skyrocketing.
Leon came back to his senses and looked toward the sound.
The pretty face of the scientific witch was written all over with an expression that screamed, "Hurry up and tell me, I'm dying to know!"
"Funnily enough, I really did take a trip to Sudarshana this time."
Leon recalled the place Oblivion had mentioned, and at the same time remembered Herta asking him what Sudarshana was like inside.
Now he could finally answer.
"Sudarshana? You really went?"
Fuli taking a living person to Sudarshana... Herta had never heard of such a thing.
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