Published at 26th of December 2025 7:43 am

Chapter 527: I Thought They Were Someone I Knew, But It Turned Out They Weren't... Or So I Thought, Until I Realized They Actually Were Someone I Knew.

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Whoosh!

World transfer, complete.

Huh? Where is this?

The place we were teleported to was a location resembling the usual. However, this one was differentit was surrounded on all sides by massive bookshelves that reached so high their tops disappeared into the mist.

Well, at least its not dark,

Yeah. So what do I do with this thing?

The area was dimly lit, similar to an overcast daytime, making it easy to see. However, I was left baffled as to what to do with the [Throne of the Gods] in my hands. Carrying it around carelessly might damage it, but I wasnt sure if itd be safe to store it in the [Strangers Box].

In that case, let me hold onto it,

Huh? Oh, sure. Thanks wait, what!?

The sudden voice startled me, and I almost handed over the Throne of the Gods without thinking. But when I turned to address the speaker, I was taken aback by what I saw.

No way! Luka!?

T-tch. Why are you here!?

Even Tia let out a shocked gasp. Before us floated Luka, calmly flapping his white wings. We had said our goodbyes not long ago, yet here he was again.

Seriously? This is the third time no, Im happy to see you again, but still

Ahaha, youre mistaken. Im not Luka,

Parting ways and reuniting again and againthis was the third time something like this had happened in such a short span. While I stood there, visibly confused, Luka waved his hands in front of his face and clarified.

Not Luka? You look exactly like Luka, though.

Thats because you, dear senpai, imagined the being that you deemed most appropriate for this place. If youd prefer someone else instead

Gahaha! Would this be better?

Gonzo?!

Lukas form shimmered, morphing into a near two-meter-tall, bald, muscular man: Gonzo. His voice, his appearance, his ridiculous musclesall unmistakably Gonzo.

Or perhaps

The form shifted again, this time into John. Then into Ginta. And then into Lust, each transformation more surreal than the last.

Hey, so Im your pick?

Eh? Me?!

Finally, the figure turned into Tia. The real Tia, seeing a doppelganger of herself, reached out with her hand. At that moment, the fake Tia grabbed her hand, and the two began spinning around, holding hands.

Okay, Ed, which ones the real me?

W-what!?

Come on, Ed, you have to play along here right, Ed?

Stop! Just stay as Luka already!

Aww, too bad oh well. Now then, back to me,

With a sigh, the figure morphed back into Lukas form.

Haah, fine. Okay, I get it, I muttered, exhaling deeply. Honestly, it made sense. This place, with its undeniable divine atmospherea being like Luka was naturally what came to mind for someone meant to exist here. That much I understood.

So, where exactly are we? And who the hell are you supposed to be?

Huh? You cant figure out who I am, even if youre not sure where this is?

What? Unless youre about to tell me, Actually, I am the real Luka! as some sort of ridiculous joke, theres no way Id know!

Mmm, thats a little disappointing well then, Ill reveal the answer.

At my frustrated response, the Luka-like figure folded her hands in front of her chest, her expression turning completely serious.

I am the administrator of the Agastia Archive, overseer of the sealed world created by God, and the apostle of the True Godthe Scenario Writer.

!?

The words resonated directly in my mind. That voiceI knew it all too well. Not just vaguelyit was burned into my memory. Id heard it so many times before, always saying the same lines

I see so it was you who transported me no, us.

Fufu, thats correct. Oh, and calling me by my true name every time feels so stiff and overly formal Lets see. Why dont you call me Sheena, in line with your customs?

Sheena answered calmly, even as I gave her a loaded look and smiled faintly. Meeting such a significant figure here of all places caught me completely off guard.

Eh? Huh?! Hey Ed, is this person someone you know?

Oh, right. I forgot you couldnt hear the voice, Tia. Whenever we transfer between worlds, I always hear this voice in my head. And this person here? That voice belongs to her. Also, its not just her voiceIm pretty sure shes the one actually transporting us between worlds.

Wow! So that means Sheenas an amazing person, huh?

Im not a person, though, Sheena replied with a slight chuckle at Tias straightforward admiration.

Im a true apostle created by God to ensure this world runs smoothly. Im completely different from an impostor like Curtain Call, or someone who calls herself an apostle, such as Luka.

Eh r-really?

Yes, really. A mere collection of fragments, created for other purposes, calling itself an apostle? Thats beyond arrogant. And unlike Luka, Ive been watching over the Demon King for much longer. In other words, Ive always been the shadow behind the Demon King, making Luka far more of a junior compared to me.

Uh, okay? But being a junior doesnt mean youre literally the one standing behind someone

Did you have something to add?

N-no, nothing at all!

Sheenas words carried an inexplicable sharpness, like hidden thorns. Even though she looked exactly like Luka, she exuded an entirely different intensity. Yeah, this was someone I definitely didnt want to cross.

A-anyway so, what exactly is this place? And why was I called here?

This is the Agastia Archive. It is a repository of all information about the repeating worlds. Every time the Demon King dies, the sealed world is reconstructed based on the data stored here.

Huh. So, does that mean my informationand Tiasis stored here too?

Indeed. And by rewriting that information, one could alter gender, personality, memories, abilities, or even be born into another worldor erased entirely, never having existed to begin with.

Huh? Then why hasnt that been done?

Narrowing my eyes slightly, I asked the question carefully. Sheena, however, remained as expressionless as ever and responded without hesitation.

Rewriting such content requires immense power. While the elf woman with you is one thing, erasing the existence of the Demon King who holds the concept of The End, is beyond even Gods capabilities. Even after stripping away all your power, the most that could be done was erasing your memories.

Interesting Ive wondered about this for a while. Doesnt the power or concept of The End seem oddly overpowered against God? Whats the deal with that?

Taking advantage of the moment, I brought up a question that had long been on my mind. God always said I was no more than an insignificant pest, a mere nuisance. Yet, the fact that God couldnt do anything to me directly had always struck me as strange.

Thats because the Demon King is a being created when God willed Let there be. God, who creates all things, and the Demon King, who ends all things, exist as opposites. If God were to accept the Demon Kings existence and absorb it into Himself, He would take one step closer to omniscience and omnipotence. Conversely, if the Demon King were to bring an end to God and take away all His power, he would become a new God capable of commanding Let it be gone, and ending all of creation.

Ehhh? That sounds terrible. Im not interested in that at all

Sure, Ive had passing thoughtsabout how nice itd be if everything worked out miraculously like divine intervention, but Ive never wanted to become a god myself. I only ever thought about leveling up a bit, becoming strong enough to catch Gods attention. I didnt want to ascend to some celestial height where even Tia would be hard to see unless she squinted.

Hey, Ed, isnt this conversation getting wildly off-topic?

Ah, youre right. I have zero interest in becoming a god, so lets get back on track. Why exactly did you call me here?

Tias comment brought me back to the matter at hand, and I turned to Sheena for an explanation. She met my gaze with a mixture of exasperation and amusement.

You dismiss the discussion of becoming a god as unimportant well, very well. The reason I summoned the Demon King is simple: I want you to restore light to this world.

Restore light to the world? Isnt that something that Zurich mentioneder, wrote about? What is that supposed to mean?

Looking skeptical, I waited for her response. Sheenas voice was calm yet carried the weight of undeniable truth.

You already know, dont you, Demon King? If things continue as they are no, its already too late. The world has ended.

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