Now that all my enemies are dead, they have left behind only three Herrscher Cores: the Core of Reason—with Welt Yang's consciousness still hiding inside—the Core of Flame, and the Core of Binding from the Previous Era.
I didn't give Welt a chance to recover. I used my Authority of Corruption to burn through the Core of Reason, ruthlessly erasing the 30,000 souls and those two "special NPC" consciousnesses stored within it. At the same time, I dismantled Fenghuang Down and extracted the Core of Sentience.
I realized it was a rookie mistake to fight earlier without fusing with the Core of Sentience. But now, with the addition of Reason, Sentience, Flame (fusing the Gem of Haste with the Flame Core), and Binding, I possess a total of eight Authorities, plus the fragments of Dominance.
I have officially become an Artificial Finality.
Then, I contacted Bella. I commanded her to detonate every missile silo across the globe, officially forcing the Earth to enter a Nuclear Winter.
After doing this, I thought I could finally leave, but then I felt a call. It came from the depths of Imaginary Space, spanning an unknown distance. I paused for a moment because I knew exactly what this was. It was the Cocoon of Finality itself.
It was both a call and a signal to me. It indicated that I now qualify as a contestant for the position of Finality. To claim it, I must defeat Kevin, who has stolen the authority of Finality through illegal means—specifically, through Project Stigmata itself.
I am feeling incredibly smug right now. I went from being the Queen of the Void on the moon to being only one step away from the Throne of Finality.
This level of achievement is no joke. Through quick and clean decapitation strikes, fast-paced movement, and precise attacks, I have finally reached the end of the game itself. With only a few enemies remaining, my plan for the creation of a new world can finally begin.
I stepped forward, intending to finish my final plan, but then my entire mind was filled with warning signs and notifications.
Notifications: Warning, Beta player mental capacity is reaching its limit. Please log out immediately.
The system repeated: Please log out immediately or you will be forced to log out.
I was stunned. I wondered what the hell was going on. It seemed that my hesitation and stunned state were sensed by the so-called system, and it immediately initiated the log-out protocol.
After the system initiated the forced log-out protocol, my mind went blank. Darkness filled my vision for a time, but then the light returned, and with it, my memories of what was actually happening.
[Sound of an Immersive VR pod opening]
I remember now. My name is Y/N. I am a male reincarnator in an alternative Earth timeline and a beta tester for the VR pods of this world's gaming company.
This world has no Honkai. It only has the Honkai Impact 3rd cast, and I am a lucky bastard who is married to the adopted daughter of the Kaslana house—Sirin herself.
After waking up, I saw Tesla, Einstein, Welt, Mobius, Vill-V, and Dr. MEI. They are the developers of the Immersive VR pod, or what I call the "Simulated Universe." They always tease me and say the name is cringe, but they love the idea anyway.
I smiled and said, "Everything is set, and it seems to be running smoothly."
They smiled back. This project didn't just require a lot of funds and hard works, it was also a massive scientific achievement that shocked the world.
Then a beauty appeared. I remembered her name very well: it was Bella. In this world, she isn't a dragon, but my wife's maid and the best friend she ever had.
"Welcome back, Y/N," Bella said with a slight bow.
"Yes, I'm back," I replied. Then I got up from the VR pod. Maybe it is finally time to end this story now.
Post-Credit
POV Change: Bella
After Sir Y/N returned from his busy schedule of testing the Simulation Universes, his and My Lady's life continued as usual without a hitch. This is a blessing and a wonderful dream that I always wanted for them both.
One is my childhood friend, Sirin, and the other is my Master. Sigh. But lately, there have been a lot of "bugs" causing mayhem, haven't there?
It is a maid's ultimate duty to keep the house clean while erasing any possibility of a problem that might disrupt my Master's rest.
[Sound of footsteps]
I finally arrived at the place where I usually come to pray and rethink all my life decisions, including my choices. I always choose the peaceful solution, but some of them are pushing it. I lifted my head with a face of firm determination.
"My apologies, my Master," I whispered. "It seems like I have to be busy for a while. Please excuse my absence."
I reached out my hand and grabbed it—my Master's dearest weapon. I reclaimed my title as the Lord of Finality once again for the sake of my Master. Let him forget the blood. Let him live in peace. Let me be the one to bear this heavy burden.
"Herald of Dawn, come. Follow me and show those bastards in the IPC exactly who they are messing with."
I turned and walked out onto the command deck of the Eternal Will, a massive, Gothic-style Gloriana-class Battleship from the Warhammer archives, its hull stretching kilometers long and bristling with macro-cannons. Standing before me were row after row of 4.5-meter-tall blue power-armored warriors—Astartes equipped with Bolters and Chainswords—alongside millions of Imperial Guardsmen. They are all artificial humans I built just to ensure my Master's peaceful rest.
But they were only the vanguard.
I looked out into the void of space, and the fabric of reality began to moan and tear. From the depths of Imaginary Space, the Greater Halo Arrays—the legendary "Galaxy Killers"—slowly manifested into reality. These massive, ring-like structures hummed with enough power to silence every star in the sector. They drifted into position around the Solar System, their golden light casting long shadows across my fleet.
Let me show them that the Solar System and the surrounding space are off-limits to their mongrel hands. If they take one step closer to my Master's dream, I will not just defeat them; I will delete their very history from the stars.
The End