Another World: My life is on the rise!

He exhausted all his energy for this. He hid alone in the cold and dark underground, in the deepest part of the tower, enduring the long loneliness and torture, just for this final leap.

But in fact, He knew that this place was originally a cage of gods.

Even if He could really restore the combat power of the Colossus at its peak, He would never be able to escape the shackles of this hell.

But there was still a glimmer of hope in his heart...

What if?

If there was really even a slight chance to leave this hell, he should try desperately, right?

That's why he could endure the loneliness of three thousand years.

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That's why he tried desperately to jump up.

There was a fine stream of light flowing in her eyes, which made Him hold Lin En's arm tightly.

But now...

Everything is broken.

He led the entire Colossus civilization to this dusk.

All efforts became a joke, and became a denial of all their consciousness.

Just like three thousand years ago.

His queen chose to sacrifice herself in front of him.

Not only his queen, but also all the Colossus consciousness at that time, they were all experienced warriors, they were all his people who had been fighting with him since the ascension period, and they made the same decision as the queen.

They used their sacrifice to block the curse of hell and won him this last chance.

He became the hope of the entire Colossus civilization!

Because he is the king!

He is not only carrying himself, but also the hope and future of all the broken people at that time, carrying their traditions and visions, which makes him only succeed, not fail! Can't fail!

Because if he fails, he will betray the sustenance and hope of all his people!

"But I can't stand it! I can't bear it!"

He suddenly raised his head and cried to the sky.

He pushed Lin En away, turned his head, and staggered hysterically towards the darkness.

"You put all your hopes on me, and you all believed in me without reservation!! But I never told you, I don't know!! I don't know if we can really succeed! I don't know if we can really leave this hell!!"

"I want to leave! I want to take all of you away! I think about it every moment!"

"But I actually knew that in this era, no god could escape from this hell! I lied to you, I gave you false hope!"

His hoarse cry resounded throughout the sky.

Lin En stared blankly.

And he finally understood why he tried so hard to hit that color at that time.

He was not desperate, just because he was the king of the colossus, and he actually understood the desperate reality of this hell better than anyone else.

He also knew that he would definitely fail.

But he still wanted to try.

Take all his people and fight against the sky, just for that possibility that has no possibility...

And now.

Everything is just as he thought, ushering in the doomed ending.

He sat there in a daze, with tiny pieces of light constantly shattering from his body. He murmured, and the whole person looked like a dead body.

"I'm sorry..."

"In fact, I just don't want to accept reality after all..."

"I just don't want to face the end of this prisoner, and don't want to accept this desperate future, because I am your king. Any of you can lose faith, but I can't. My existence is for our future. I must forge ahead, and I must always hold our destiny in our own hands..."

Crack--

The cracks on his body broke again.

But he still didn't notice it, murmuring and looking at the darkness covering the sky, the curse that was spreading wildly towards him.

He raised his head, and the light on his body kept dimming.

"I must... take on the responsibility of the king..."

He knelt down heavily and powerlessly, his eyes reflecting the piercing curse with empty eyes, and dense cracks almost covered his body.

I'm sorry.

Everyone.

I came to you... to atone my sins...

Just like He knew when He saw that girl for the first time that she was not His real queen...

Because He knew that the flesh and blood of the Colossus could only carry memories and imprints, but there was no way to really revive the once broken consciousness. His queen had actually been broken long ago, just like the countless people who accompanied Him to fall, and had already sacrificed for him three thousand years ago.

Only He became the only obsession of the old times.

And now.

I came to you.

Everyone...

He lowered his head godlessly, and the vast cursed darkness had already enveloped the entire consciousness space, like countless climbing vines, sweeping towards it.

So cold, so dark, the darkness seems to be able to extinguish all the hope in your heart.

So dim...

...

But why?

Why haven't I been broken yet?

Why haven't I fallen into that endless darkness, why does the light and warmth seem to be flashing in front of my eyes.

Dong——

Dong——

A strong heartbeat, like the beating of a pulse, sounded in the boundless darkness and in His ears.

It seemed that there was a ray of light, born little by little from His broken consciousness, injecting the source of vitality into His body little by little.

What was that?

Why was it so warm?

Am I not dead?

Or is this the world after the consciousness is broken...

If so, then they should be very happy living here after the breakage.

She finally opened her eyes in confusion.

But at that moment, His pupils suddenly enlarged, and the light accumulated in His silver pupils, making Him dumbfounded and unable to say a word.

"You... idiot!"

A series of violent gasps.

"I haven't let you die yet... Do you really think you can get away so quickly?! You really are... hopeless!"

At that moment.

She knelt there blankly like withering.

In front of her, at the boundary between him and the cursed darkness, the man stood there, one hand tightly grasping his chest and constantly passing on the power of the activated Colossus Heart to him, his other hand emitting dazzling silver light, resisting the curse that covered the sky for him.

His body was constantly twisting, his eyes were already blood red, but his two hands did not move at all.

In the interweaving of gold and silver, in the vast darkness, he almost became the only beam of light in this space of consciousness.

It was like holding life in one hand and light in the other.

Maybe it was just kindness.

Maybe it was just pity.

It was just.

Have you ever thought that at the moment you wither, there will really be a stranger who is willing to hold up the sky for you...

Tell you...

"Live!"