Published at 26th of December 2025 7:43 am

Chapter 537: That Path Is Filled with Countless Miracles

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Even in the midst of battle, my entire consciousness was drawn into the book I held. Around me, the Modified Winged Ones hurled massive light arrows, but I paid them no attention. Instead, I opened the book and began reading intently.

What was written inside was the story of a pitiful, miserable young man. A man who simply wanted to go home, who groveled desperately before heroes, only to be abandoned in the end.

The young mans life wasnt long. He died quickly, as was naturalever so naturalfor someone like him, a mere novice mercenary, to die on the battlefield where chosen heroes fought.

But the story didnt end there. After dying, the young man returned to the beginning. No matter how many times he died, no matter how many times he was killed, the journeys of this memoryless young man began anew.

I kept turning the pages, and all I found was his endless deaths. Whether he fled pathetically or faced insurmountable odds with reckless courage, the result was always the same. He died, and he died again. Again and again, until something began to change.

His repeated deaths became slightly more distant. The cycle of erasing and rewriting his soul started to leave indelible stainsscraps of memory that refused to fade. Slowly, those nonexistent memories gave him strength. At the same time, the world itself began to absorb the corruption of the Demon Kings power, amplifying itself. Finally, the young man, now empowered, saved the partner he should have lost, regained his erased memories, and traveled the worlds once moreuntil at last, at the edge of a lightless world, he wept over his partners lifeless body as he himself died.

Wait, he died?

That didnt make sense. Something about it felt off. My memories before becoming who I am now were one thing, but even my memories as I am nowdetails of my current journeydidnt fully align. They werent just small discrepancies, either; something was glaringly wrong. And now it claimed I had died? How could that be? I was alive, here, right now.

[Warning. Energy consumption rapidly increasing due to excessive barrier deployment. Immediate action recommended. Remaining energy: 50%.]

Noah Brynes monotone voice passed over my head, announcing the situation. I could see the black particles absorbing the enemies attacks, preventing them from hitting mebut I barely registered it. My attention was entirely consumed by the book. Desperately, I flipped through its pages.

The narrative began again, returning to the start. This time, the events largely resembled what Id read before, though small details varied with each loop. Yet the ending never changed. Again and again, the story ended the same way: death upon death upon death, until the young man would survive a little longer, reach , and fail against the darkness.

Page after page, it repeated. I turned them rapidly, the torrent of words flooding my mind like a raging riveruntil suddenly, the flow stopped. My gaze fell upon a part of the story where, for the first time, the ending was different.

Agastia Archive?

Noah Bryne had mentioned that term briefly before, though it was little more than a stray memory to me. From what I read, it seemed that version of me had reached the archive through an incredible series of miracles layered atop each other. As I read further, a splitting headache struck me.

These werent forgotten memoriesthey were erased records. I wasnt remembering; I was recovering. And now, it all began to make sense. Yes, of course. Thats how it was. Thats how it had to be. II mean, wehad

[Warning. Energy consumption increasing further. Barrier collapse imminent. Remaining energy: 30%.]

The me who had given Sheena the key had died. Then, the weaker me that followed had gradually clawed his way toward survival. And now, the story had finally caught up to this version of me.

Memories from long agodistant yet familiarflooded through me. The pathetic me who gained Banishment Skills, slowly learning to use them. The me who, still ignorant of the truth, failed repeatedly to reach the end, returning to the every time.

But everything changed when I saved Tia. That moment shifted everything. We traveled through countless worlds, and this time, for real, I became an ally to the heroes.

[Warning. Due to critically low energy, barrier deployment has been halted. Immediate replenishment required. Remaining energy: 5%.]

Hey, Ed! The warnings keep getting worseare we going to be okay!?

Hm? Oh, Tia. Haha, dont worry. Well be fine. After all

With the book still in my arms, I thrust my left hand forward, plunging my sword into the hull of Noah Bryne. The blades Power of the End activated, unraveling the vessels final seal.

I couldnt see it or hear it, but I felt itthe golden key that had awakened Noah Bryne turned with a metallic click, completing its final half-rotation.

[Final Seal released. Unlocking Grand Finale Banquet.]

Wait, what!? Whats happening!?

On the deck, countless glowing spheres materialized. As I tossed {Record Of The Heros Story} into the air, its pages scattered, breaking apart into glowing confetti that danced in the air before being absorbed into the spheres.

Time for the grand finale! [Copy and Fake]activate!

Placing my hand against the ships hull, I channeled my power. The glowing spheres began to shift and twist, morphing into forms I knew wellforms that filled me with determination.

Wahoo!

Ha!

Super arrival!

Gyoo-gyaa!

We were never just two! I shouted.

Everyone! Tia cried, rushing forward to embrace the heroes who had appeared.

This was the true trump cardthe final ace up my sleeve, left behind by a former version of myself as a last-ditch effort.

My {Record Of The Heros Story} contained the entire record of my journey. It also preserved the contents of the books that I had read from other heroes in the past.

Because {Record Of The Heros Story} embodied the essence of those heroes themselves, Noah Bryne was able to reconstruct their forms. Using Genesis Particles to create new vessels through [Master Smith] and infusing those vessels with the heroes records as their souls, Noah Bryne brought them to life. Finally, with [Copy and Fake] I refined their appearances to match their original forms.

This is amazing, Ed! With this

Yeah, theres nothing to fear now! Everyone, lend me your strength!

Very well! Ill go first!

The first to respond to my plea was Amelia, the knight. Raising her sword high, she created a brilliant blue barrier around Noah Bryne. The Modified Winged Ones threw their attacks, but the barrier deflected all of them, not letting a single light arrow through.

Defense is a knights forte! Their attacks will no longer reach us!

Then its my turn!

Moon sighted! Ed, follow my instructions and strike those big ones exactly where I tell you!

Canal? Got it!

Following Canals precise guidance, I targeted the Modified Winged Ones slicing off their wings and limbs. As the creatures contorted into bizarre shapes, Canal gave me one last command.

Now! They should be absorbable!

Noah Bryne, you heard her!

[Order acknowledged. Executing energy drain Success. Energy reserves at 12%.]

Unbelievable! Thats amazing, Canal!

Fufufu, of course! My reward will be three-star chiffon cake, okay?

Ill buy you as many as you want when were done! Lets go all out!

Yeah!

The heroes combined roars shook the fabric between worlds, their hope reverberating throughout the void.

Our final battle had begun.

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