The Eternal Debauchery's

endless witch of destiny

"Emilia, yes," I said with a troubled smile. Some things can make me feel as troubled as he is.

Just by closing my eyes, I can remember her appearance. Her blood red eyes, golden red hair, and beautiful fox ears and tail waved in the wind.

In the entire universe, he's probably the person I owe the most.

The problem is I don't know how to pay off this debt.

At least, I can't give her what she wants from me.

Because even for Emilia I was her father. To me, she's not my daughter.

I can't force myself to see her as my daughter.

After all, Emilia.

He's caused a lot of trouble. The times I met him after our first life, we never had a good ending.

For that reason, instead of becoming closer to him, the distance between us only increased.

I let out a breath. "Where is he?"

“In the Beastkin Alliance,” replied Ysnay. “I went to see her before meeting you.. She doesn't make sense as usual.”.

“I can imagine it.” I smiled wryly. Yes, if it was Emilia, I can imagine how she would react when meeting Ysnay.

“You realized it, right?” Ysnay spoke with a smile. “If Emilia finds out about your plan, she will do everything to stop you. He's the last person who doesn't want to see you succeed. Besides... I'm not sure if at the moment you can beat him.”

I smiled wryly again. Yes, if I were the one now fighting that little fox, I might lose.

Of course, I can escape if I want to. But to run away means to leave everything here.

… It's something I can't do.

I took a deep breath. Instantly, my gaze turned resolute, and my eyes shone with determination.

"I'll stop it." I told Ysnay.

"Oh? Are you planning to kill him? Otherwise, there is no way he will stop.” said Ysnay

"No." I shook my head. "I'll convince him to stop."

Ysnay surprised. Then, he laughed out loud.

“That's a good joke, Willian. Stop Emilia? Father-con daughter with possessive tendencies? hows it? Are you gonna brainwash him or something? Sorry, but I think it's impossible even if it's you.”

I shook my head. "Not that. I've decided, Ysnay. I will not be reincarnated again.”

Ysnay freezes. Then, she looked at me in disbelief. "you…"

“This will be my last life. If I succeed, I will continue advancing as an Immortal. If I fail, I will stop there.” I said.

Ysnay. Then, he laughed bitterly.

“So even you can't take it anymore, yeah. How many years have you lived up to now? Two hundred grand? No, it should be a little more.”

My lips curled up forming a mocking smile. “... What's the point of staying like this? I've done almost everything anyone could dream of. I've lived too long.”

I then looked towards the Beastkin Alliance. My gaze pierced through space, arriving at the palace where the Blood Empress lives.

As expected, Emilia was there.

As soon as he felt my gaze, his ears twitched and his eyes opened in surprise and started looking for me.

I cut my vision at that moment. Now is not the time to face it.

“If Emilia cannot accept my settings, then I will die, this time forever.”.

Ysnay nodded with a troubled smile.

“... Well, that's a good idea. Who knows? Maybe it will work.”

He then gazed into the distance with a melancholic expression.

"Willian, there's something I want to tell you, too" he said.

“Mm?”

… So yeah, yeah.

I knew this day would come at last.

For a moment, I was filled with nostalgia. Regardless of our relationship, Ysnay can be considered one of my few old friends.

"… How long will you stay?" I asked after a few seconds of silence.

“Entah.” Ysany replied while using her black eyes to stare at the blue sky.

“I think I'll stay until you succeed or die. If I hadn't managed to regain your trust back then, I would have disappeared.” he said still looking at the sky.

"… So it is. That's very unfortunate.”

Ysnay nodded and turned towards me.

“I always regretted my actions back then, Willian. It was my biggest regret, the regret that has accompanied me for tens of thousands of years.”

“... You can choose to forget as well.” I said calmly.

"But I don't want to," Ysany shook her head in self-deprecation. "My thoughts about you are the only thing that amuses me. Ironically, even the times when you killed me are things I remember so much now."

I forced a smile. “I think I should be flattered then.”

“You should.” Ysnay chuckled. “Other men will kill to get a view of me. You can get everything from me if you want. ”

If I want to, will.

If I wanted to…

“By the way, let's stop talking about things that make depression.” Suddenly Ysnay said. “About your injury. I think I can do something about it. May I try?”

"Continue." I agree easily. Ysnay is good for this kind of thing.

Moreover, it was unlikely that he would take this opportunity to hurt me. Of course, I remained wary of him, but the chances of him attacking me were very, very low.

Smiling, Ysnay walked towards me. He then stretched out his index finger and touched my forehead.

Instantly, my soul left my body and floated above my head.

My soul is so beautiful and bright. Surprisingly, it looked like a stone, not something intangible. Bright and beautiful transparent stone.

And on that rock, there was a crack the size of a hair.

The crack pierced through half a stone, reaching the core of the stone. Moreover, the crack shone with a strange destructive power that stopped my soul from healing.

“... I don't think it's possible to damage your soul, Willian, but even your soul can't go against the Laws of the Universe.” Ysnay said with a smile.

“It was also a new experience for me.”

Ysnay chuckled softly as she waved her hand. Instantly, several threads appeared around him. The thread of fate trembled slowly, slowly coming under Ysnay's control and circling his index finger.

Finally, his fingertips turned into an extremely fine needle-like object.

“I need your help, otherwise I will not be able to penetrate your soul.” commented Ysnay.

"Don't worry about it" I said and willed my soul to be weaker. Weak enough to be perforated by a Ysnay needle.

When that was done, Ysnay used his needle to stitch my soul together.

The process is long, difficult, and painful. So hurtful. The pain of your soul being pierced by the thread of fate is more painful than anything imaginable.

But the results were immediately felt. As the needle of Ysnay sewed my soul, the remnants of the laws of the Universe on it disappeared slowly, letting my soul heal bit by bit.

When he finished, my soul was eighty percent healed.

“This is all I can do. The rest depends on you." said Ysnay.

I examined my soul and nodded. This is better than I expected.

"Thank you very much" I said.

"It's okay. Although I don't mind if you pay me with a kiss" she smiled.

I smiled wryly. And to think that it is usually me who takes advantage of others.