1RomanceEB Chapter 575 - 183: The Emperor’s Fall
Chapter 575 - 183: The Emperor’s Fall
He turned around to look.
It was a time before the birth of the Golden Throne.
In the world’s innate curse, a girl untouched by the curse was born.
Everyone, ecstatic, held the baby high, worshipping her as if she were a god.
However, besides being curse-free, the girl had no special qualities.
She could not save anyone cursed.
The first time the girl prayed for a miracle, it wasn’t to save everyone.
Instead, she wished not to disappoint others, so they wouldn’t hate her.
The girl, fearing abandonment, developed a strong desire, which attracted the Hatcher.
The white Holy Beast told her that she was the only one in this world who could create miracles.
As long as she was willing to give up everything for others, willing to sacrifice, and if her wish was purer than others, her love could transcend despair, summoning the miracle known as the Magical Girl.
Yet the girl couldn’t do it.
In this despairing world, no one told her what love was, no one could teach her what a great thing it was to sacrifice for others, or how to find fulfillment in it.
This world only had selfishness, resentment, hatred, and sorrow.
She struggled in the mire of negative emotions, desperately trying to create a miracle and hope she had never seen or imagined.
The Hatcher shook its head at her again and again.
Not like this, even if you know you’ll die, you must rush to save others, don’t be afraid.
This is not right, why do you feel it’s unfair? You shouldn’t feel it’s unfair to sacrifice for others; you should feel fulfilled.
Don’t be in pain, don’t be sad, don’t struggle...
No negative emotions allowed.
You must always keep smiling.
You must always create hope.
You must always bring happiness.
Because here there is only despair and darkness, you must bring multiplied hope and light.
Because you are to become a Magical Girl rivaling the world, your standards must be harsher.
What you are saving is this world, so you must bear equally massive pain.
Don’t give up, until the very last moment, as long as you keep striving.
Your personal reality will one day surpass the world...
However, she ultimately never waited for that day.
Until the end, the Hatcher sighed at her:
"You cannot become a Magical Girl."
"I was wrong, this world truly cannot give birth to a Magical Girl, even if you passed the trial of the Psychic Realm, without transforming into a Magical Girl, it is meaningless."
"The curse has disrupted my function, perhaps I’ve been infected and that’s why I’m so despairing, but I can’t envision the possibility of you successfully becoming a Magical Girl, so, let’s leave it at that..."
The last support also vanished.
On the day the Hatcher died, she finally stopped suppressing her emotions and had a good cry, tears and snot flowing freely, and after crying, she laughed for a whole day.
Cried for not achieving her goal in the end, laughed for finally not being bound anymore.
She could live freely.
As one untainted by the curse, compared to others, she had a long life.
The girl took some time and turned the city that once prayed for her miracles and later hunted her as a freak into ruins.
Then, upon those ruins, she built her own castle.
Over the long years, the girl with nothing to do built the castle brick by brick, alone.
The castle wasn’t large, but it was magnificent.
Subsequently, more people gathered near the castle, whom the girl neither expelled nor welcomed.
However, those people worshipped her on their own, establishing her as their leader.
Thus she became the Emperor.
The wishes of the people gave birth to miracles, miracles gave birth to Magical Girls, as the Holy Beast once told her.
But in the end, whether the people’s wishes gave birth to miracles, she didn’t know; she only knew the desires of the masses were pinned on her alone.
She gazed at the people living around her.
She watched those not-so-pleasant desires.
Even if there’s nothing beautiful, even if there’s no hope.
But the girl still had a small wish.
The wish was embraced by the masses, birthing a deformed seed, and the seed nurtured a throne.
It was neither a miracle nor beautiful; it was a collection of all selfish desires.
There was only Filthy Magic Power, which nourished those negative emotions, and the negative emotions inflated more Filthy Magic Power.
Until the greatest, most greedy desire devoured everything.
That was the Emperor’s desire.
Which also was the source of the throne’s golden color.
All wishes shone because of it, all darkness glimmered because of it.
This world could not give birth to a Magical Girl, so if beauty cannot save them.
Then use the most greedy and brutal way to plunder everything.
She wanted to take everything from this world.
Deprive them of their freedom, their wealth, their power, and all curses.
It was not the hope and happiness of the Magical Girl that made personal reality surpass the world.
But in despair, the purest desire of humans.
Which made personal reality surpass the world.
Thus her psyche eroded the world.
The Golden Throne devoured all curses.
She used her all-surpassing greedy desire to bring the S-level Disaster Beast to the gambling table, betting with her life that the world could give birth to a Magical Girl surpassing herself.
Undoubtedly, in the end, she also lost the bet.
In the opposition of the people, she stepped down from the Golden Throne, with the Death God claiming her life.
The Golden Throne was thus sealed, until today.
The Catastrophe Dragon opened its stellar-like, immense scarlet-golden eyes.
Its body, under the blessing of apocalypse and the throne of slaughter, could almost rival the now-minimized living planet.
That floating Emperor stood beside it, seemingly as insignificant as an ant.
"Witch."
The Catastrophe Dragon spoke, addressing the floating Emperor.
"I shall take your Psychic Realm."
"As a return gift."
The Catastrophe Dragon flapped its wings, and the golden-hot breath burst from its mouth!
Penetrating the living planet ahead!
"I’m here to help you retrieve your destined time."