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001
The Invasion of the Worlds.
It referred to an event where imaginary worlds from novels became entangled with Earth.
The world of martial arts, Eun, which was only seen in wuxia novels.
The world of swords and magic, Ainhart, known from fantasy novels.
The land of monsters and demons, Gehenna, a place deserving of the name "Demon Realm."
And along with them came invaders—monsters from the Gate.
"Hmm."
"Ahem."
"Cough."
And now, the three people standing before him.
Even after hearing their words, he couldn't believe it.
The Three Kings.
They claimed to be the rulers of the three worlds.
Legends that had been forgotten in the history of these three worlds.
Of course, they were merely legends—there were no such kings ruling these worlds now.
"What's wrong with this guy? His eyes look completely out of it."
"..."
"That part… I do like."
An old man so thin he seemed on the verge of death, a muscular man who looked powerful yet somewhat simple-minded, and then…
Gulp.
He thought he had lost even his desires after living as a slave, yet the beauty before him was enough to reignite his buried instincts.
But.
They claimed to be the rulers of three worlds?
"No, that's not it. He probably didn't expect to meet us."
"…Agreed."
"When an ordinary human stands before beings of such high standing, their ability to think logically usually falters."
As they chattered amongst themselves, he slowly stood up.
"Alright. Then let's show some respe— Huh? What are you doing?"
He walked past them.
A large message appeared before him.
[Pass through this place and become the Vessel of Chaos.]
His gaze remained fixed on the message as he moved.
"Hey, hey, hey!"
"...!"
"You can't go there yet!"
Swish.
Before he knew it, they stood in his way.
"..."
He stared at them with hollow eyes, then attempted to step forward again.
The Three Kings?
What a joke.
If they couldn't even stop a powerless man like him from walking forward, what kind of kings were they?
According to their claims:
The King of Eun, the Martial King, had conquered an entire continent with just his fists.
The King of Ainhart, the Sword King, had split the sky with a single sword.
The King of Gehenna, the Demon King, was even more formidable.
A God-Slayer.
He was said to have killed a god and destroyed its divinity.
Yet, these so-called kings, who had supposedly lost all their power, couldn't even stop him—a mere slave?
It had to be nonsense.
"Is it revenge?"
At that moment, the silent Sword King spoke.
"Do you desire the world's destruction out of vengeance?"
The way they blocked his path now seemed different.
One with calm, sunken eyes.
Another with eyes burning like the sun.
And one with eyes that seemed to drag him into the abyss just by looking.
"What… does it matter to you?"
"If you have been chosen as the Vessel of Chaos and arrived here, the answer is simple. It means you wish for the world's destruction."
"..."
"If you enter that place, you will indeed become the Vessel of Chaos, and the world will perish."
That was exactly what he wanted.
"But if that happens, the one carrying out the revenge won't be you—it will be Chaos itself."
"...?"
"You will lose both your body and mind, and all you will receive in return… is a single message saying the world has ended."
Their eyes bore into him.
"Is that truly what you want?"
The Martial King's question.
"Furthermore, entrusting yourself to Chaos means even the smallest thing you once cherished will vanish completely. Does your revenge truly extend to them as well?"
The Sword King's question.
"True revenge… should be exhilarating."
The Demon King's question, with a twisted grin.
"Then what am I supposed to do? Will you take revenge on my behalf?"
He answered bitterly.
"We are bound to this chaotic dimension. We cannot interfere with the world physically."
He took another step.
"Then move aside."
They weren't offering any help—only advice.
How tiresome.
There was no reason to keep talking to them.
What stopped him in his tracks was—
"Power."
The Martial King spoke.
"We will grant you power."
"We will give you a force to command."
"We will… give you everything."
Swish.
"Take revenge with your own hands."
"...?"
"Our…"
They spoke.
"Become our disciple."
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