"I think that I should stop playing."

Alter Yale smiled and looked to Lor and the bandits lying on the ground. They had already returned to their human forms after Alter Yale tortured them for some time.

Although it had been just a short time since Alter Yale started, he manipulated their perception of time to make them suffer for some millions of years.

Seeing the pain and frustration on their faces, Alter Yale felt satisfied. It had been too much of a pain to enjoy their reactions in their ant forms, so he chose to return them to their original bodies.

"Don't worry, your suffering already ended. Now I will erase your existence from the flow of time. I can't do it with a whole universe, but for a weakling like you, destroying your past, present, and future is just a bit tiring. Don't try to complain because although your method was incomplete, your universe did it to my great grandfather."

Lor wanted to use her sharp tongue to reply, but she found herself unable to do it.

She was fading, her body, her soul, her mind, and her own existence. Even the memories about her in other people started to blurry until the memories disappeared completely.

The things she did were done by someone, but that someone didn't have any identity, and no one could have any impression of that person. All the things she did weren't even attributed to the same individual but to random and anonymous people.

She disappeared forever.

The bandits trembled in fear after their anonymous leader disappeared. They knew that they had a leader and that it had just disappeared, but they didn't remember anything else about that leader.

The only person who could remember perfectly someone whose existence had been erased was the one who erased that existence.

"Yale! I am Blackor from the Roanmad Clan. Although I became a bandit, we are still family. Please spare me!"

Blackor never had a good impression of Yale, but he didn't have any major grudge with him either, so he hoped that his life could be spared.

"Blackor? Roanmad Clan? I am sorry I forgot about useless things like you. Anyway, you sentenced your fate when you decided to walk this path."

There were two main things that led Alter Yale to desperation and became the start of twist of character, and one of them was the fate that his world suffered in the hands of Lor and the bandits.

Thus, all the bandits were in Alter Yale's list of people that should be erased.

Even, Yale wouldn't spare someone who offended him just because he was from the Roanmad Clan, let alone Alter Yale who had worse personality.

After some minutes, all the bandits were erased, and Yale started to walk towards Lar.

"I am sorry Lar. I wasn't able to come before."

Alter Yale had been stopping the dissipation of Lar's soul since the first moment, so Lar didn't fear him.

"It is my fault for being overconfident. At least I managed to see you before dying."

Lar knew that she didn't have any hope to reincarnate in her state, so she at least was happy to have seen Yale, although it was a different version of him, at the end.

"I see that you don't fear me even after hearing so much of my feats. I guess that I always neglected you too much despite how you always gave everything to me. I am sorry."

In his past, Lar died while he was looking for the Battle God and never managed to apologize to her.

He always felt that it was his fault what happened to those in his world because he left them behind.

However, he also knew that he had needed to leave, so he had been doomed to have regret for his actions despite his choice.

"Don't apologize to me... I always knew that you treated me coldly to protect me. This isn't your fault."

Lar was very weak at that moment, but she managed to extend her hand to touch Alter Yale's face.

"If I were at my peak, I could have healed you, but with my current abilities stopping your dissipation is already my limit, you won't survive more than a day without my protection."

Lar's injuries on her soul were far too severe. Even the one who inflicted those injuries to her underestimated how severe they were.

"Let me die. This is my fate... Only... Even if it is a lie, can you say that you love me?"

Lar didn't feel that die lying on the arms of the person she loved while hearing some sweet words was a bad ending for her.

"I can't. I am not qualified to say those words to anyone. I don't have the right to love others, and I don't deserve any love either. In my life, I failed to protect anything important to me, but I have been very proficient destroying others. I killed uncountable innocent people just for their relationship with those who offended me, but in the end, I never saved a single one of those I swore to protect. I am able to erase the existence of my enemies but unable to heal your soul. How can someone as pathetic as me accept the love of someone?"

If Alter Yale could choose, he would have rather walked a different path and saved those important to him, but with his talent, he only managed to avenge them.

"I don't mind. Even if you are the worst person that appeared from uncountable universes, I still love you. I believe in you. If you have been evil, you must have had your own reasons for it. I can't blame you. Even if you tell me that I need to die for the sake of your plans, I will offer my life to you without hesitation."

Alter Yale didn't expect those words. He always felt that those who he had been unable to protect would blame him for being useless.

He spent an eternity being alone. He only interacted with enemies, and when there weren't any enemies, he could just think about his past mistakes.

Loneliness had been his strongest enemy, and one he couldn't beat alone.

"Then, I will curse your body and soul. I don't have any weapon, and you can turn in a very good one."

Alter Yale's voice was cold, but Lar smiled.

"I am sure that doing that isn't meant for harming me even if you negate it. Turn me into a weapon if you want. I have always been willing to serve you."

Alter Yale's face didn't fluctuate, but he opened his mouth.

"Goodbye Lar."

That was the last thing Lar heard before her consciousness disappeared and her body and soul turned into a sword.

"I am sorry. After I finish with my plans, I will give you to the Yale of this era. I don't deserve to wield you, but I need to do it for now."

Alter Yale wielded the sword and tested it.

The results weren't worse than the Essence Slayer Sword that he had Yale at that point of time.

However, if anyone else were wielding that sword, it would be useless, and its edge wouldn't be able to cut anything.

Transmuting a living person into a weapon was a forbidden skill that was enough to be considered a criminal in almost all universes that knew about its existence.

However, that kind of weapons would conserve the will of the person they were once, so they couldn't be used unless they accepted the one wielding them with their whole heart.

Thus, it was strange that someone used that kind of skill as there wasn't any real benefit. After all, it was difficult that the transmuted one didn't hate the one who did it.

"You like to act like a bad person, but you aren't that bad. I can't understand your skill very well, but I can notice that it is a sword with the capability of absorbing souls to nourish itself. You are planning to resurrect her using the souls of your enemies as a sacrifice."

The Mysterious Expert materialized behind Alter Yale while speaking.

"Oh, you are the Mysterious Expert if I remember correctly. Can you stop meddling into my matters? Indeed, this sword can absorb souls to nourish itself, but with my current power, I can't turn the sword into a human again. You have been observing all this time. If you had appeared before, Lar wouldn't have reached this state."

Alter Yale had always blamed the Mysterious Expert for didn't interfere to save his world from Lor. Although he never tried to battle with the Mysterious Expert for that matter, his impression of that person that never dared to appear in person wasn't good at all.

"I can't interfere into worldly affairs too much. I also have my problems."

The Mysterious Expert's replied without giving more explanations about the topic.

"I know enough to guess that. Otherwise, I would have battled to the death against you. Maybe now is a good time to try to discover your identity. I never had the chance to uncover it before this universe disappeared."

Alter Yale knew that he was just against an incarnation, but he still asked for a battle.

"No need. Although your power has been weakened until just being comparable with the Battle God, and your godly powers seem to be only useful towards those far weaker than you. I don't want to battle against you."