Blessed by Truck-sama's divine isekai embrace, An Ming arrived at Herta Space Station. Armed with his Life Simulator System, he began experiencing myriad lives across the cosmos.

Glamoth, Crimson Empire
As the ultimate Molten Knight, An Ming met Firefly while ending the final Swarm catastrophe.

"I never feared death... until meeting you."
His helmet visor cracked, revealing a bloody smile. "You taught me that even fireflies deserve to blaze brightly before fading."

"Don't leave me."
The girl who shone like glowworms clutched his disintegrating armor. Her scream tore through the battlefield as his body turned to stardust - the first time this emotionless soldier understood heartbreak.

Yuque Xianzhou
Reborn as Fu Xuan's junior disciple, a mortal bearing the Archer's Mandate, he single-handedly halted the Abundance's invasion.

"You always asked what you meant to me."
The diviner's jade hairpin trembled. "When I refused 'Little Xuan,' you never called me that again."

"Why won't you listen this time?!"
Fu Xuan watched the familiar silhouette march toward certain doom. For the first time, she cursed her perfect clairvoyance. The Matrix's golden threads showed only his death - yet she ripped through fate's tapestry, determined to rewrite destiny even if it meant abandoning her life's work.

For Belobog's future, Anming had devised a solution—but its execution required one final step.


Bronya needed to witness the truth with eyes unclouded by privilege. To let her compassionate heart confront the reality her sheltered life had never seen.


Cocolia had been right: Bronya would become the true Supreme Guardian, unshackled from the Stellaron's burden.


Now, Bronya stood beneath a flickering streetlamp, its amber glow illuminating her face as she gazed at the Underworld's unseen struggles.


From the shadows, Seele stepped forward, scythe in hand. Disdain dripped from her voice. "What's a Silvermane Guard doing here?"


"I…" Bronya met the violet-haired girl's icy glare. "I'm Bronya. I just wanted to see this place."


"Bronya…?" Seele cursed internally. That convoluted name from earlier… "Fine, Miss Silvermane. You're my hostage now."


"You're… weird." Seele looked away, baffled.


Anming and Stelle finalized their plan outside: annihilate the Stellaron with maximum efficiency. Anming as the spearhead, Stelle as hype-woman.


"Master, what about me?" Qingque pouted.


"You'd be overkill." Anming patted her shoulder. "Protect March and the others. Leave the rest to me."


"You're the overkill here!" Qingque muttered, then grinned. "Or maybe March'll be Wife No. 3…"


She darted off before Anming could kick her. "Master, when you return, you'll face Lady Fu's wrath~!"


Qingque's eyes sparkled with chaotic glee. Let the harem wars begin! She'd long accepted that both Firefly and Fu Xuan were irreplaceable. But watching them duel? Priceless.


As Anming and Firefly walked hand-in-hand, Stelle trudged behind with her speaker, grumbling, "Couples deserve divine retribution…"


Cocolia stared up at the Stellaron's pulsating core. She'd come to sever seven centuries of lies—to reclaim Belobog's fate from its frozen grip.


"Cocolia… You have no choice!" The Stellaron's voice clawed at her mind.


She gripped her spear. "This ends… now!"


As Cocolia lunged, an off-key anthem blared:


Stelle fumbled with her speaker. "Wrong track, my bad." She skipped to the next song—


Chapter 118 - Wildfire