The legendary Saint Veronica has appeared in the human world, and the human realm is finally facing its doomsday catastrophe.

This is a calamity that we cannot avoid, and one that we must endure...

I have been living in a place like Saint Veronica for two years now, and during these two years, I have experienced almost everything that goes on in the academy, including daily life and activities. I have adapted perfectly to the rhythm of it all.

That's just how life is - if you can't adapt to it perfectly, it will abandon you.

"Family members are always like this, isn't life always like this?"

Whenever I remember the day my world was destroyed, I feel like falling into a deep sleep.

But now, I seem to be somewhat different from before, less confused. What has brought about this change?

It's already late, and I should wash up and go to sleep.

Returning to my unchanged room after three years, clothes scattered on the floor, and a dirty kitchen that is too overwhelming to clean! In short, my life has become a mess. And whenever it's late at night, I always find myself lost in thoughts that I should have forgotten.

"Ugh, where are the clothes that need washing?" I really can't find them. "Is my pajamas here? No, I don't have any, should it be a shirt?"

So, boring as it may be, I decide to tidy up the clothes in the room.

After everything is taken care of, the only thing left for me today is to deepen my understanding of the supernatural powers.

"Looting Demon Lord..." I'm still not used to this name. "It doesn't sound like something fortunate, it's better to get rid of it as soon as possible."

Of course, besides the Looting Demon Lord, there is also the supernatural power of the Hand of God, which is currently my strongest trump card.

"To replicate the abilities of others?" I mutter to myself as I look at my slender hands.

It seems like I once replicated the teacher's abilities on the battlefield, and that replication did bring tremendous pressure, to the point of almost exhausting me. So, from that moment, I made a decision!

Although I can replicate the abilities of others onto myself, I will still bear the consumption! Especially when it comes to surpassing my own limits, it seems like I almost lost my life that time...

...

"Paroni, you don't look very well today. Do you want to go back to the dorm and rest?" Teacher Juxi hits my head with a stick early in the morning, making me feel like a fool.

"Don't joke around with me. If I agree, will you promise?" I dodge the stick he's reaching out to me.

The weather today isn't particularly good, and it has been drizzling since noon. Teacher Juxi, on the other hand, has been sitting next to me on this stone no bigger than a meter.

At this moment, the students have all gone somewhere, and the classroom is only occupied by me and the teacher.

"Hmph, I happen to have something to talk to you about. Let's go to the dormitory to talk."

"...Alright."

I stare at Juxi, but his eyes possess a cold indifference that I can't ignore, so I have no choice but to agree.

My dormitory...

It can be said to be the most prominent place in the academy, but it can also be said to be the most inconspicuous corner of the academy.

"Tch," I sneer at him, "all you care about is my magic, right? I can summon destructive power, do you think taking things from me is useful?"

"Why wasn't it effective?"

"Haha! That thing couldn't even be controlled by the principal, let alone you."

I have no idea what that thing inside me will transform into. It's all because of the major upheaval that happened at the academy last time. I have no clue about this thing—I mean, it's a completely insane creature!

"Why am I thinking like this?" Juxi asked, confused.

"Stop overthinking it. That thing is beyond our control. It's a sign of destruction!"

"Indeed, you can't escape your own fate because you can't let go of your past!" Juxi said, helpless.

"Humph! Aren't we all just ants drowning in the space of evil thoughts?" I snorted contemptuously.

This space of evil thoughts allows souls to continue existing, but it's a pitiful way to live.

Humph! You talk as if Saint Veronica existed in the space of evil thoughts. Otherwise..." Juxi's expression didn't change after hearing my words. He turned around and mocked me, "Are you still dreaming about your sister being resurrected in the space of evil thoughts?"

"What?!"

The space of evil thoughts has long ceased to exist. Once you disappear from this world... you're truly gone!"

...

Juxi's words completely stunned me. I never knew what it felt like to completely disappear.

It's different from what I imagined. The Evil Entities no longer exist in this world, so... who holds the power of life and death?!