Just A Reincarnation Story (Summoning Japan Edition)

Chapter 59: The Young Master

Attarsamain

~Fermi Paradox: After the End~

Falsus salvator lux.

A long time ago, before this species teleported themselves to Ars Goetia and become the Ravernal Empire, eternally scorned by the people whose future they completely rip apart as the "Ancient Sorcerous Empire," the invasive species named in utter contempt as the 'false savior light,' the Light-Winged People were known as Malakh, a race of benign humanoid beings who lived on a shining utopia built on top of a mana-producing planet called Attarsamain. However, that was a long time ago, in a plane of existence far, far away.

The floating continents that were once the crowning achievements of how advanced this civilization managed to turn into have long since crashed into the planet in disrepair. Without explanation nor warning, Attarsamain's parent star suddenly disappeared, turning this world into a dead wasteland. An example of the aftermath of the Game, the suffering of the seven billion people left behind to die here has completely corrupted a world once called the "Land of Light" into whatever abomination this rogue planet is. The green crystalline surface that was once so beautiful has turned into withered purplish-blue rocks, and the overflowing mana has transformed into rotten black sludge—the mortal suffering made manifest that the Gamers and Audience were addicted to.

Now that this region is completely devoid of life, at some point the Civilization Annihilation Game brought in the INSPIRATION, colossal harvesting machines used forcefully tear a chunk of a planetary body to suck that mortal suffering dry from Attarsamain, leaving behind an empty husk adrift in the lifeless expanse of space. They were designed to be so beautiful and angelic that seeing them made one forget to breathe, and the Game and the Audience used them to revel in their denial of what could have been, spitting bad endings in the face of the "characters" as they came.

At the same time, these processes were incredibly inefficient that it's disgusting. There's only so much of that can be harvested from a dead world that stagnates. A thriving hollow mana-producing world like Attarsamain produces infinite mana as long as there's life on it, making it infinitely better just to nurture them like a good gardener. But then again, the addicted Audience wanted their heavenly ecstasy quickly, and the Game is a sadistic drug lord. The Game's admins and players will gladly ruin the lives of "fictional characters," "protagonists" and "antagonists" alike, a thousand times over during their "livestreams" just for the sake of it.

Attarsamain, Loagaeth, Aarb, Salome, Deshimo, Grotes, Ugari, Antilla, Mazarius, Revol, Choro, Golgotha, Keel... Earth, Earth, Earth, Earth, Earth, Gaia, Terra, Mars, Ares, Venus, Juno, whatever. With each season, the kill count never stops growing.

By all conceivable means, a normal human cannot survive standing in this world's insane environment without any sort of protection a sentient mind can envision. Yet, for some reason, an entity resembling a human male wearing only light armor was leisurely sitting cross-legged on this snowball of death, a lantern giving a pale green glow nearby, with the only thing that separated him from the surface was a carpet and that was it. With an impassive look, he was watching the canopy of glowing stars above without regard for the laws that he had brushed aside. Such things are irrelevant to a timeless entity like him.

He was staring at those celestial objects without thinking too much about them, not even bothering to wonder where is everybody—if there was life somewhere beyond this god-forsaken planet. After the galactic-spanning predecessor civilizations of the Malakhs were wiped out in the Civilization Annihilation Game twice, Attarsamain became the last planet capable of supporting life in its home galaxy. And now, after the third Game was concluded, all life in this ill-fated region was finally extinguished, never to recover again for all eternity. Because of the Game, it's all dead space out here.