Chapter 29.2

Countless thoughts flow into my mind.

[I wanted to save my younger sister.]

[I was convinced I’d lived enough but if I said I had no regrets I’d be lying.]

[I still didn’t know love. I didn’t think I’d die without even having a kiss but there was no help for it. I’d run out of time.]

[Then I met you. A person who could look me in the eye without using anti-magic and had the same eyes.]

[Just that much was enough to make me laugh. But that’s fine.]

[Let’s destroy that fate. Those words you said so very easily………]

[To the me at that time they gave me courage.]

[I gave you my first and last kiss. That should have cleared up my regrets.]

[But……but……if…….]

[If it came true I wanted to see the continuation of that love.]

A quiet voice enters my mind.

[15 years is my life]

Her determination and small wishes overflowed as Misha’s calm and gentle heart touched my mind.

[It’s not scary because I never existed from the beginning but I still wanted to make memories.]

[I wanted a friend but nobody would talk to me. No one called my name as I did not exist but then Arnos called my name.]

[Misha. You called it.]

[Whenever you said it my chest got hot. It made me feel like I was alive.]

[Fun and warmth. I almost forgot I did not exist.]

[I had nothing to regret. A miracle happened in my life.]

[However.]

[If there could be one more miracle.]

[I want a birthday present.]

“…….Help me……” Misha says.

The girl who should be preparing to disappear clearly says.

“Help me Arnos. I am here.”

Tears spill from Sasha’s eyes as she hears it then she cries out.

“….Nee. Please. Help me Arnos. That only one can live……..There’s no such fate……!!”

I strongly grasp my sword as I’m pushed by the voices from behind.

“Foolish. I am an immortal and indestructible being. I am this worlds providence.”

“Fumu. Then you should try to kill me.”

I brush off the scythe with no difficulty and step forward right in front of Aivis.

Jet black magic rises from my sword giving it the impression that it had grown into a huge blade.

“This is Venuzdonoa.”

The countless anti-magic barriers Aivis had cast on himself all broke as my sword cut through them and him.

“….Futile…..”

“This body controls time and providence itself…….what can you do…….”

Aivis’ right arm fell off and an astonished voice leaks out.

“……What…..the……”

“…..Heal…heal…..heal…….providence……all collapsing…..”

“What’s wrong? Aren’t you an immortal existence? This worlds providence is so fragile.”

I swing my blade again and Aivis’ left arm drops off.

It was easily cut off and no matter how much you rewind it won’t go back.

“Impossible…….! Why? To be cut in stopped time and rewinding time is useless!?

I swing again and both of Aivis’ legs are cut.

“….Impossible…..Impossible…..!! What is that sword? I’ve never heard of the founder having a sword!”

“Naturally. I very rarely had the opportunity to draw Venuzdonoa. Those who saw it died without even leaving their origin behind. It’s hard to create a legend when there’s no one alive to tell it.”

I point the blade at the throat of Aivis.

“I’ll give you a pleasant memory to take into the afterlife. Principle destroying sword Venuzdonoa. It can destroy all things in creation and is the sword of the founder. Whether it be destiny, providence or a miracle. In front of me, they can do nothing but grovel and disappear.”

No matter how strong, eternal or infinite Venuzdonoa will destroy them all.

In front of this principle destroying sword all reason becomes illogical.

“I……..!”

Aivis tried to escape with Flight but I grabbed him by the face.

“You won’t forget again. I’ll engrave your skull with fear. I am the demon king Arnos Voldigod.”

I plunge the principle destroying sword Venuzdonoa into Aivis’ throat.

At that moment his origin disappears.

“I……I…………..I…………..!!”

In his last moments, this fellow screams out

Is it Aivis or is it Eugo Ra Raviaz?

“I…….am…………….providence…….inadequate…..person……!!”

With that both origins of Aivis and Eugo Ra Raviaz disappear.

With a clanging noise, the Time Gods Scythe falls to the floor.

Authors note:

So OP! I’ve made the MC so powerful. How am I going to enliven the story moving forward?