Chapter 4

I saw countless battles, all of them being extremely one-sided in the elven people's favor.

This was no longer some kind of apocalyptic event for the human race that would leave barely any of them alive. This was humanity's extinction, and I was watching it occur while standing on the representation of front-row seats.

Anger flared within my eyes as I tried to look back at the man who was clearly the orchestrator of this one-sided massacre. However, I suddenly felt a sharp pain come from the middle of my chest causing me to fall to the ground while only being able to simply watch as blood spilled out of my body.

While I knew that the white-haired man was someone who had powers beyond my comprehension, I knew that it wasn't him that had attacked me. It was something I could tell from his facial expression alone.

It was not one of victory, nor was it one of apathy. Instead, his face was filled with shock and even traces of fear.

"This is not a battle you can fight at your current state... You are still too weak." A voice rang out in my ears before the visual of a foot moved in front of my line of sight.

Before I could react to his words, My vision had already been swallowed by the ever-expanding darkness. A darkness so deep and endless that the moment I focused on it, I felt as if I was before a black hole, slowly sucking me in and bending the fabric of space to pull me into the endless abyss.

I didn't know why but I could feel my blood slowly seep out of my body and stain the magnificent golden ship we stood on.

My body was becoming cold and my vision had ever so slowly faded.

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[Ding!]

[You have died]

[Initiating System Activation]

[Welcome... Humanity's Final Anchor]

Those robotic words were the last things I heard as my soul faded back into the infinite abyss.