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“Hmm?”

After who knows how long, Bai Ci suddenly snapped his eyes open.

Where am I?

He staggered to his feet, dazed and unsteady. And the next moment, what he saw shattered his understanding of reality.

A palace suspended among the stars filled his vision. The entire space was bathed in a soft, dim light, radiating an aura of mystery—as if this place existed beyond the world, a divine sanctuary cut off from time.

Time seemed frozen. Space itself was fractured into countless tiny shards. Everything was silent, solemn.

Bai Ci had never seen anything like it.

The thick currents of distorted spacetime made it hard to breathe.

Is this… the afterlife?

Looking around, terrifying thoughts crept into his mind.

But if dying leads to a place this magnificent…

Compared to the pain and sorrow that defined Earth, maybe death wasn’t so bad.

Maybe I should’ve just thrown myself into a Extinction Species’ mouth back then.

Struggling to steady himself in the stagnant space,

a voice imbued with divinity echoed from behind him.

“You have arrived.”

“!!!”

Bai Ci jolted in shock, instantly spinning around into a combat stance, facing the source of the voice.

He couldn’t afford to be careless. By all logic, a voice like this wasn’t benevolent.

It was probably some grim reaper or king of hell from ancient myths—someone who’d toss him into boiling oil and cast him into the Eighteen Levels of Hell any second now.

At that thought, Bai Ci shifted into full battle mode.

No letting my guard down!

“There is no need for alarm.” A figure stepped forward through the void toward Bai Ci.

Huh?

As the figure approached, Bai Ci froze in shock—the being before him was himself, down to the last detail.

Yet subtly different—more androgynous, ethereal, carrying an air of divinity.

Eyes like endless voids, an aura that spoke of eons passed.

Staring at this awe-inspiring presence, Bai Ci asked cautiously:

“Who are you?”
“And where is this?”

“This place… is the Land of Causality and Fate.”

Causality… fate?

Bai Ci searched his memories until he found the matching fragments—words the doctor had once spoken.

“This is the starting point for those who control fate to choose their path.”

Ah…

Bai Ci slowly understood. Perhaps the doctor’s theories had been right all along.

All those ideas about destiny… were now being confirmed by this being before him.

“Choose your fate,” the figure whispered.

Then, the grand palace gates floating in the void swung open. Countless shimmering stars solidified, forming a glowing frame.

The surrounding dark waves ignited like flames, dancing wildly. From within the frame, words emerged:

Please Select Your World’s Initial Title

Bai Ci exhaled slowly, staring at the celestial panel.

No wonder the doctor said he believed in me…

So as the “Chosen One of Fate,”

there really is a god-tier safeguard before being sent to another world!

He studied the titles on the starry panel:

Title – Annihilation Witch:
Magic talent maxed. Upon activation, gain the Blood of the Annihilation God. Negative effects unknown.

Title – Chaosborn Drake:
Bloodline talent maxed. Upon activation, gain the Majesty of Dragonform. Negative effects unknown.

Title – Last Hero:
Strength talent maxed. Upon activation, obtain the Hero’s Sword. Negative effects unknown.

Title – The Gazing Starseer:
Spiritual talent maxed. Upon activation, gain the All-Knowing Eye. Negative effects unknown.

………… Why are there negative effects?

And they’re all unknown?!

This is tricky…

But based on Bai Ci’s experience, in a world like this, magic power was absolutely essential.

And compared to the other three, “Blood of the Annihilation God” sounded way more impressive.

Hmm… alright then.

Bai Ci trusted his instincts.

……

Annihilation Witch – Activated

As the magic gauge on the celestial panel lit up completely, a world-ending force shattered the panel itself.

Countless black stars surged from the depths of the palace, rushing toward Bai Ci. The moment they touched his body, they converged—

and condensed into a single drop of black blood, sinking into the palm of his hand.

“What the hell is this?!” Bai Ci jumped, instinctively flailing his arm, trying to甩 it off like some parasitic horror.

………….. Didn’t work?

Ugh… But I feel fine…

Seems like it didn’t hurt me…?

Just as Bai Ci began to breathe a sigh of relief,

a flood of information crashed into his mind—like a tidal wave threatening to split his skull open.

A divine chant echoed:

I am Annihilation. I am the Will of Annihilation.

Across three thousand realms, laws exist—Creation, Annihilation, Reincarnation…

At the dawn of chaos, the primordial essence split into Creation and Destruction.

Creation births realms, establishes laws, nurtures life. Destruction clears worlds whose energy has exceeded critical thresholds, ushering them into the next cycle.

I serve Destruction. I have devoured and erased countless realms. Whether the divine consciousness of the highest beings or the soulless husks of inorganic matter—all are consumed and understood by me when their time ends.

Life cannot exist without death. Light cannot exist without darkness. Without death, existence loses meaning. Without destruction, creation cannot begin anew.

Destruction is the key to the next cycle.

Thus, I exist within this universe.

We are the final movement. I am called ‘Annil.’

As the chant faded, the palace vanished—replaced by shattered chaos and a sky filled with drifting stardust, particles glowing in the infinite void.

“Ah!!”

Bai Ci opened his eyes again, staring at the two soldiers lying grotesquely beside him.

Seeing that the surroundings matched exactly what he’d seen upon first waking, he felt a flicker of relief.

Though still unsure where he was, at least he was back in reality.

Was that… a dream? Bai Ci recalled the strange panel, the mysterious palace—a deep sense of unreality washed over him.

But whatever the case, he never wanted to go through that again.

The memory of the Annihilation God’s whisper still sent chills down his spine.

Slowly standing, grounding himself in the feel of solid earth, Bai Ci removed his ruined combat suit.

Thankfully, he still wore civilian clothes underneath—no need to start his interdimensional journey as a naked primitive.

He hadn’t even taken a few breaths of this alien air when a sharp sense of danger flared from behind.

This instinct—honed during countless battles against the Extinction Species on Earth—had saved his life more times than he could count.

The moment he turned, the nightmare scene before him proved his sixth sense was as accurate as ever.

A monstrous worm with eight pairs of wings, dripping with black mucus, charged straight at him.

An Extinction Species?

Bai Ci instantly realized—he had truly arrived in the world from which the Extinction Species were projected onto Earth.

But now, he had no Armored Mech. Not even a basic gun or knife.

How to fight?

Before his brain could formulate a plan, his body responded on its own.

A massive black blade of energy slashed out from between Bai Ci’s fingers.

The hideous Extinction Species halted less than a centimeter from his face, its suffocating stench assaulting his senses.

Seconds later, its body was cleanly severed—shattered into lifeless fragments by the black energy blade.

What… just happened?

Bai Ci hadn’t even registered it. The creature—Earth’s harbinger of death—was erased in an instant beneath this foreign sky.

He stared at his fingertips. Residual black energy still tore at the fabric of space around them.

This is… the power of the Annihilation Witch?

He remembered the event that felt like a dream—

choosing a title in a starlit realm, filling his magic stat, gaining the “Annihilation Witch” title.

Was it real?

The evidence was undeniable. If it were illusion, where else could such terrifying power come from?

As Bai Ci stood in thought, a figure slowly emerged from behind a dense thicket.

Golden eyes, blazing like the sun, gazed at him with quiet amusement.

Ah…

Bai Ci had never seen eyes so radiant.

This wasn’t something any human on Earth could possess.

Lively, sacred, like a beam of light piercing through fog—suddenly, even the gloomy sky seemed brighter.

For a moment, Bai Ci was entranced.

The girl’s ruby-red hair flowed like liquid fire. Her face—delicate as art, features perfectly sculpted—radiated unearthly beauty.

Her slender waist looked like it could be wrapped in one hand, her figure graceful and elegant.

Bai Ci’s heart skipped two beats.

A familiar sensation surged through him.

This girl… I’ve seen her somewhere before…

Someone familiar…
Someone important…

No—

It’s her.

The image of the girl who died in his arms on that frozen day merged perfectly with the girl now staring at him.

“Yue Ling…?” Bai Ci’s voice trembled.

“Hmm?”

The girl let out a soft laugh at the sight of Bai Ci staring so intently. It was like a hundred flowers blooming at once—her sweet, luscious lips radiating beauty beyond words.

“Yue Ling… is that what you’re calling me?”