The Pure One: The Story Rebooted

When he opened his eyes, he was already in this new world.

On a night when the stars went dark, he took hold of a sword that should never have existed.

The Twelve Golden Goblets, the Great Meteorite Event, and the birth of Planet Y… What were they all trying to achieve?

I’m not trying to save the world. I just want to ask: “If fate is a lie, then what is the meaning of my existence? Why do people exist?”

No one ever told me the answers to these stories. In the shattered mirror, my face stared back: a pair of scarlet eyes identical to mine, staring at it through the glass.

“Fine. If you all want to kill me, then… how about I put on a little show?”

“The plot is simple. I want to ascend to godhood!”

“I don’t care what’s really behind the game. I just want to know one thing: what am I alive for?”

“All right, then. Let’s restart the story…”

He picked up the king that had fallen to the ground and set it back on the chessboard. Several figures seemed to appear across from him, staring straight at him with their scarlet eyes.

“Stop staring. It’s your move…”