Mortals have their own realm divisions.
Deities have their own realm divisions.
Minor divinity.
Lesser divinity.
Intermediate divinity.
Greater divinity.
Supreme divinity.
The mortal dream of igniting the divine flame, possessing divinity, and elevating one's authority to condense a divine rank is merely the foundational requirement to become a deity.
The path of a deity is long and arduous. The God of Light, who has operated in the magical world for countless years, is only an intermediate divinity.
On the verge of death.
He was unwilling to accept that he could not become a greater divinity, a main god.
Now, the deities of the boundless planes no longer need to worry about the issue of advancing their power.
Chaos brought news of the death of the gods, a twilight exclusive to deities.
A witch named "Krisha Christina" roamed through the chaos, imparting death equally to all gods.
"How dare you defy the divine radiance!"
"I am the King of Ancient Gods! Who can kill me? Who dares to kill me? Not even the primordial times have seen such a thing!"
"Wretched demon, you have already courted death!"
The witch's actions, of course, provoked the wrath of the gods across myriad worlds.
Greater and supreme divinities took action, once chasing the witch into the chaos, where she disappeared without a trace. But after some time, the witch returned in an even stronger form.
Growing stronger with each battle, endlessly.
No one knows how many years have passed.
Even in the timeless chaos, the sea of worlds has undergone a significant transformation, becoming fragmented and scattered, a testament to the battles between the witch and the gods.
In the end, the witch emerged victorious.
She absorbed the authorities of the chaotic gods, gathering all concepts of order and disorder. Only a handful of benevolent gods were spared by the witch. From then on, this hymn spread across the myriad realms.
The era of the gods has passed, and the one and only supreme has been born.
Immortality and singularity.
Omniscience and omnipotence.
Creation and termination.
The eternal witch, disregarding the crowns of a thousand worlds, stands atop the corpses of the gods, awaiting the next cycle of endless ages.
"Mentor, I will wait for you forever."
"Forever and ever."
Krisha murmured softly, waiting alone in the chaos.
The powers of time and space manifested at her fingertips.
With a gentle swipe, vast amounts of the past materialized, all the moments from when the witch was young and spent time with Xu Xi. The witch immersed herself in these memories, allowing the false warmth to envelop her.
She had already tried.
Even the supreme authority of time and space could not save the departed Xu Xi.
Therefore, the obedient Krisha decided to continue waiting.
Until the next day, the next year, the next era.
The witch did not understand what emotions were, nor what freedom meant. She only knew that she wanted to wait.
"Mentor."
"Immortality seems to be a good thing."
"It allows me to have another chance to meet you..."
In the lonely currents of chaos, the immortal witch sat quietly, her expression blank, her age eternally frozen at seventeen, unable to increase or decrease, unable to pass or remain.
Behind her were the crowns bestowed upon her by countless worlds and planes.
Those crowns were all rejected and shattered by the witch.
Yet they refused to leave.
Forming a new miracle that illuminated the cosmos, a sacred and sublime crown and throne, but the immortal witch did not need them to prove herself.
The real world.
Xu Xi lay back on the sofa, still worried about the witch's situation.
"I hope that after I'm gone, Krisha will be more careful. Even if she can't defeat the gods, she should at least know how to escape quickly."
"With Krisha's talent and comprehension, as long as she has enough time to develop, self-preservation shouldn't be a problem."
Xu Xi pondered.
Unable to let go of the witch he had raised from childhood, who wept helplessly at his death.
Suddenly.
The chime from the simulator interrupted Xu Xi's thoughts, signaling the completion of the simulation.
[Ding~~~]
[Second simulation statistics completed]
[Congratulations to the host for activating the following achievements: Elemental Master, From Beginning to End, The Witch's Redemption, Dragon Speaker·Physical, Architect of the Twilight of the Gods, His Only One]
[Elemental Master]: In the field of elements, you have reached the pinnacle of mortal achievement. The breadth of your mastery is such that even deities would marvel.
[From Beginning to End]: You began in Old Allenson City and ended in New Allenson City, living a peaceful and serene mortal life.
[The Witch's Redemption]: You were the light that illuminated the witch, giving her hope and a future. You hold an irreplaceable position in her heart.
[Dragon Speaker·Physical]: You are exceptionally skilled at dealing with dragons, and every encounter inevitably leads to bloodshed.
[Architect of the Twilight of the Gods]: Your death led to the extinction of the gods, and even the world was shocked by your deeds.
[His Only One]: She is the one revered by all realms, but to her, you are her only one.
"So many achievements?"
Xu Xi was slightly surprised.
At the end of the first simulation, he had only four achievements.
Now, there were six.
"More achievements are a good thing, it means this simulation was very successful, and the corresponding evaluation will be higher."
"But... what exactly happened after I died?"
Xu Xi's current state was very similar to when he first taught Krisha, filled with confusion and questions.
"The extinction of the gods, the one and only in all realms."
"Could it be that after my death, Krisha single-handedly annihilated the celestial gods?"
Xu Xi pondered.
As he speculated, he became less worried about the witch's future.
The text from the simulator's interface was enough to prove that the witch's future was limitless, her existence so radiant that even the world would revere her.
Knowing this, Xu Xi was completely reassured.
He continued to read.
[Simulation Summary: You perfectly utilized your talents, becoming the strongest mortal beneath the gods. Without a doubt, you are the greatest Saint Realm Archmage in human history.]
[You did not break through the shackles of fate to take the final step to godhood, but your death catalyzed the birth of the Supreme God. You are worshipped by countless worlds, hailed as the Father of the Supreme.]
[Final Evaluation for Simulation #02: S]
[Rewards generating... beep... beep...]
[Please select four out of the following five rewards. Choices will be granted immediately.]
[1, Peak realm from the simulation life]
[2, All magic from the simulation life]
[3, Enhanced·Elemental Perception]
[4, Method of Controlling Faith Power]
[5, A broken and charred wand]
"Choose four? At the end of the first simulation, I could only choose three. Is it because the simulation evaluation rose from S- to S?"
"Indeed, the quality and selection of simulation rewards are tied to the simulation evaluation."
Xu Xi murmured in surprise.
He then examined the descriptions of the different rewards.
Option one was power, option two was skills—both self-explanatory.
Option three was an enhanced version of elemental perception.
Xu Xi guessed it had been upgraded from its original purple quality to a golden quality, equivalent to a heavenly spiritual root.
Option four was the method deities use to absorb faith.
Option five was Krisha's lost wand, the first "Gray Rekindling."