Chapter 292
Side Story Chapter 25
The very embodiment of possibility, existing solely to bring down Dale. That was Mikhail Yuris, and the primordial darkness itself that constituted his very being.
For vengeance, he abandoned even the rationality inherent to the ultimate being, choosing instead the folly and irrationality of humanity.
Michael’s sword, stained pitch-black and dark like the night, the Morning Star, was swung.
Kaang!
Against the swinging Morning Star, the God of Meaninglessness swung ‘Despair’.
The being before him was no longer Michael Lancaster or Yuris, nor even a demon. It was literally a mass of pure potential itself.
The one who rules the primordial darkness and the chill of the apocalypse, the sovereign of gold and shadow. A being who stakes everything on a sliver of hope, thinner than a thread and fleeting, to bring down the king of humans and monsters.
Thus, the path Michael’s sword traced was precisely that sliver of possibility.
Though as thin as a thread and as small as a pinhole, it was undeniably present.
Right here, the possibility that the Black Gold Sovereign would be pierced through and die by that being’s thread-thin hope.
The path of the swinging sword was incredibly sharp, razor-like and ready to slice. As Mikhail had said, it was no empty boast.
“……”
Knowing that fact made it all the more bitter. Like a human looking down on a bug struggling desperately for survival, and like a god looking down on that human with pity.
