I break down every fatal encounter into a calculable game.
The Soul Refining Flag backfires? Calculate the frequency of the wave of resentment and inject reverse resonance to cause it to eat itself.
Order and punishment? Analyze the underlying protocol of the law, submit logical paradoxes, and make it crash.
A high-ranking being dragged me into a gambling game called [Evil God's Chess Game], using the world as a bargaining chip.
The order side promises me "eternal security", the chaos side tempts me to enjoy "the joy of devouring", and the ruin side shows me "ending mercy".
I pushed up my non-existent glasses and saw their trump cards clearly in the data stream.
"I want it all."
"——Not as a reward, but as a sample to dissect your rules."
——Welcome to the gambling table of the God of Reason. The bargaining chip is your existence itself.
