A Seventh-Circle Wizard converges life and death, their fate singular and absolute.
An Eighth-Circle Wizard etches truth into existence, their path becoming one of the fundamental laws across the myriad realms.
A Ninth-Circle Wizard comprehends all phenomena, wielding the power to reshape the world itself.
Thus,
At the pinnacle of the wizardry system,
The Ninth-Circle Wizard is also known as the "Creator."
Yet even a Ninth-Circle Wizard, a sovereign who commands the truths of existence, remains but a grain of sand before the infinite vastness of the Endless Netherworld.
Led by the Ninth-Circle Creators, the immortals
Longed to unravel the essence of the Netherworld,
To seize control over the inevitable "death" that awaits all things.
For this, a storm centered on the authority of the Netherworld swept across countless planes of existence.
That storm raged for ages, ravaging the realms of the living, twisting souls, warping fate, and dooming world after world to ruin.
But now,
The wind has ceased.
A hero, bearing the hopes of innumerable living worlds in the name of salvation,
Dim and fragile, a mere flicker of light in the abyssal chaos, stood against the ancient concept of "death."
She won.
Eradicating all the malevolent immortals,
She tread upon the shattered truths and ventured into the deepest depths of the Endless Netherworld, becoming the sole ruler of the soul plane.
"Great Wizard..."
"Have I... finally made you proud?"
Servia whispered softly.
Clutching an unremarkable holy sword, her silhouette—both blurred and radiant—marched into the heart of the Netherworld under the gaze of the infinite heavens.
Here lay pure nothingness,
The land of "void" and "death," where even Ninth-Circle Wizards could not tread.
Yet the savior-hero walked unhindered, bathed in a gentle glow, standing firm in this place of oblivion.
All living beings across the realms believed Servia would claim the Netherworld as her own.
But she did no such thing.
Instead, with calm resolve, she raised her sword.
Channeling the salvation etched into her soul—the collective yearning for light from countless lives—she unleashed a simple, ordinary strike.
"Crack—"
"Crack—"
The Netherworld shattered.
Its colossal, immeasurable form crumbled under the hero's blade.
Servia reached out, grasping concepts like "reincarnation," "death," and "rebirth," distributing them equally among every living world.
From that day onward,
Every properly functioning world would possess its own miniature Netherworld,
No longer subject to the tyranny of the Endless Netherworld, a monstrous entity that crushed weaker realms without mercy.
Some cheered, some wept, some grieved.
The hero's actions brought transformative change to the myriad worlds.
The gratitude of the living, the final wishes of the departed, and the collective consciousness of both living worlds and newborn Netherworlds converged into towering waves, lifting Servia's soul to a height none had ever reached.
The symbol of all existence, the origin of life—["Being"].
The symbol of all endings, the withering of flesh and soul—["Nothingness"].
Now, within Servia, they achieved perfect balance.
"Great Wizard, I will await our reunion."
"No matter how long it takes..."
In the boundless chaos,
The once-destroyed world of wizards was restored, whole and unbroken.
Those who had perished in agony were granted a second chance at life—though some remained forever lost to the past.
"Father, Mother."
Servia crossed time and space to reunite with her resurrected parents.
"Servia, you seem... different," they murmured, sensing both familiarity and strangeness in the girl before them.
Beneath the quiet afternoon sun, Servia sat them down and softly recounted her adventures—of meeting a kind-hearted wizard.
The tale was long, mundane, yet undeniably real.
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In the real world,
Summer stretched lazily, dappled shadows dancing under the trees. A rope-bound wicker chair creaked intermittently in the breeze.
Xu Xi sat in the courtyard,
Absorbing and summarizing the information shared by the girls.
"Sealing space-time in advance can't prevent the simulation from starting, but it can delay it."
"It allows those who would normally be unaware of the simulator to catch that fleeting moment of anomaly."
"From this, it seems..."
"The essence of the 'Good Life Simulator' isn't as transcendent as I once believed."
"At the very least, when prepared, even the highest beings can detect it."
Xu Xi pondered, organizing his thoughts.
The Good Life Simulator—
The origin of everything.
Since his first simulation, he had been curious about its true nature. Now, he felt closer to the answer.
Initially, it was caution and wariness.
Now, it was more like the desire to understand an "old friend."
"Brother's reincarnation is indeed peculiar," Xu Moli remarked, stepping into the shade behind Xu Xi to escape the summer glare. She rested her chin on his shoulder, half-lidded.
"But there's no need to worry too much."
"Once my true self enters, I can help you delve deeper into the nature of your reincarnation talent."
Her words reminded Xu Xi—
The girls present were merely fragments of their true selves.
If they could act at full strength, they might uncover more secrets of the Good Life Simulator.
And so—
Krisha, Wu Yingxue, and Ailei also voiced their support.
"Then I’ll trouble everyone for your help."
Xu Xi nodded in agreement.
His eyes reflected the sunlit, dappled greenery of the courtyard.
The four girls stood quietly, poised and well-behaved.
Dragonflies skimmed the water’s surface, and birds flitted through the leaves.
The scene before him was so heartwarming that Xu Xi felt deeply gratified, thinking all the hardships endured through multiple simulations were worth it.
"Speaking of which,"
"Once we can physically enter Earth, what does everyone plan to do?"
Sipping the black tea served by the Witch, Xu Xi posed the question.
The Witch froze.
His sister froze.
The mechanical maid froze as well.
"Haha… yeah, what should we do…? Hard to guess," the Princess muttered awkwardly, her expression stiff as she stared at her fidgeting feet with an uneasy chuckle.
Xu Xi: ?
When I type a question mark, it’s not because I have a question—it’s because I think you have a problem.
"Alright, let’s review the gains from this simulation."
After parting ways with the girls,
Xu Xi returned to his bedroom and began examining the rewards from the fifth simulation's settlement.
On the panel, rows of text were neatly arranged, listing all the information.
[Ding~~~]
[Fifth simulation statistics completed.]
[Congratulations, Host, on unlocking the following achievements: Undead Slayer, Brave Trainer, Escapee of Annihilation, Destroyer of the Netherworld, and The One Who Crowned Him.]
[Undead Slayer]: For fifty-two years in the Wizarding World, you slaughtered the undead. Your heart has long grown as cold as the corpses you left behind.
[Brave Trainer]: Your care and guidance forged a counterfeit into a true hero. You hold an irreplaceable place in the heart of the Brave.
[Escapee of Annihilation]: You once witnessed every moment of a world’s demise. Thanks to your actions, countless lives were spared.
[Destroyer of the Netherworld]: According to unofficial records, you are the root cause of the endless Netherworld’s destruction. You are often cited as a cautionary tale for fledgling successors.
[The One Who Crowned Him]: He had always waited—for the one who would crown Him, awaiting their distant reunion.
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
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e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
