This novel introduces not redemption and correction; it asks for understanding of what lays behind the unmoral process of existence.

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【The Game Has Started】

『Goal: Avoid Death.

 Penalty upon failure: Level 1 of Decoheresion; The Final Branch of the Antler (?) 
{E n t r o p i z a t i o n }』

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The sky trembled.

A figure in a white robe that reached his ankles walked barefoot through the snow, his black hair blown roughly back by the wind.

Footsteps no larger than a young man’s marked his presence, a long trail swallowed slowly by the blizzard behind him.

Above, the sky darkened into a black abyss, scattered with distant white dots.

Stars.

He paused.

Pitch-black eyes, half hidden beneath his hair, lifted to the sky as a small rift appeared. From it, a thin, black, cosmic arm extended, tearing open a doorway into space before subtly withdrawing and vanishing.

“It starts,” he murmured, no emotion in his voice.

“The first arc has begun. Arc 0 has started. Just started. Finally started.”

A smile made it ways on his slightly red lips like a nameless star.

A Witness after all the Witnesses are dead.

 L e t s     d e s t r o y    t h e    p r o t a g o n i s t    ,    s h a l l   w e?

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WARNING: Do not trust the words of the novel, trust it, and the lie has become a truth, lest you miss the three lies. The novel is built on three lies, unravel and you win, fail, and you don't lose; you cease the concept of it.

Today I'm quite sick, so tomorrow, I'll be uploading a chapter, and sorry for the delay btw. Thank you for your understanding.


Chapter 32 - Quick Notice