The 100th Regression of the Max-Level Player - Chapter 347

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The Maxed-Out Player’s 100th Return – Episode 347
347. The Full Story of the Incident (2)
[What? You’re saying you’ll make the Celestial Tribe and Demon Tribe fight each other?]
[That’s right. To entertain the bored Divine Beings, and to replenish my own energy.]
[Are you insane? You’re going to make my children fight each other. Absolutely not.]
Despite Gaia’s firm opposition, Chaos merely scoffed.
[This isn’t a request. It’s a notification.]
[You can’t do this. You mustn’t do this.]
[What’s stopping me? They’re just creations who’ll grow old and die anyway as time passes. I’m simply accelerating their demise.]
[Still, I cannot….]
[Your opposition is pointless. As I said, this is a notification, not a discussion.]
Ignoring Gaia’s protests, Chaos folded space itself and vanished.
‘Sigh… My children are being treated like toys again….’
Though I possessed the power of creation, my influence proved far more limited than I had imagined.
The Divine Beings feared Chaos’s ruthlessness far more than they respected me.
‘Is there truly nothing I can do?’
Confronted with the reality that I could not stop Chaos, I bowed my head in despair.

* * *
In the end, the Heavenly Demon War unfolded according to Chaos’s design.
To alleviate the Divine Beings’ boredom, the Celestial Tribe and Demon Tribe turned their blades upon one another.
A bloodbath of carnage.
Though the Divine Beings had initially questioned Chaos’s decision, once the war began, they reveled in it more than anyone.
Like spectators watching gladiators battle in an arena.
[Yes! Kill them! Kill more!]
[Tear the Demon Tribe’s heads off!]
[Celestial Tribe! Hold strong! I’ve wagered on you!]
The Divine Beings placed bets in Terra Energy, gambling on who would emerge victorious.
The first Heavenly Demon War ended in the Demon Tribe’s victory.
While fortunes shifted, those Divine Beings who had wagered on the Celestial Tribe could only await the next war.
And a hundred years later.
When the second Heavenly Demon War commenced, a critical flaw in the system became apparent.
The Celestial Tribe, who had suffered defeat once before, fell far too easily.
[Damn it, the Demon Tribe won again?]
[The gap between them hasn’t narrowed—it’s only widened.]
While the defeated Celestial Tribe spent a hundred years rebuilding their forces, the Demon Tribe had only strengthened theirs further.
It was inevitable, really.
With the disparity between them never closing, the outcome was predetermined.
‘This is problematic. If victory comes so easily, what’s the point of orchestrating this war?’
Chaos’s energy only surged when both sides clashed in chaos and confusion.
If one side won overwhelmingly like this, it would be difficult to gain energy, and the war itself couldn’t be sustained.
‘This won’t do. I need Gaia’s help.’
Chaos eventually sought out Gaia.
And he proposed the idea of using humans as Mercenaries.
[Humans? You said humans were too weak to be useful?]
[Then we’ll make them strong. Strong enough to participate as Mercenaries.]
[Do as you wish. You’re going to do it anyway, even if I object, right? You could just decide on your own—so why come to me? Is this another notification?]
[No. It’s a proposal.]
A proposal, not a notification.
Intrigued by this unusual phrasing, Gaia asked to hear more.
[What kind of proposal?]
[Create a program to cultivate humans as Mercenaries. As you know, without the power of creation, it’s difficult for me to construct systems.]
[A program? What exactly are you trying to do?]
[Give races defeated in the Heavenly Demon War the opportunity to cultivate human Mercenaries. It’s to balance the war.]
[As if humans would obey us so readily.]
[That’s why the system must be built on their lives. An environment where they have no choice but to obey, or die.]
[You….]
He spoke so casually about mortgaging human lives.
Disillusionment crossed Gaia’s face.
[Pick one dimension from the countless dimensions scattered across the universe and throw all the humans there into a survival program. Ah, not all of them—only those aged fifteen to twenty-nine.]
[So you’re saying you’ll raise all those humans as Mercenaries and use them in war?]
[There won’t be many. From Round 1 through Round 20, only humans who’ve endured hardship and adversity will be conscripted as Mercenaries. The rest who fail will be eliminated.]
[What? Eliminated?]
In other words, Chaos was essentially announcing that he would kill countless humans.
[You’re putting them in a program to make them die? Are you in your right mind?]
[Of course I am. Yes. That way, confused humans will share more energy with me. I’ve already finished planning each round, by the way. With content confusing enough to do the job. Hehehehe.]
[….]
Gaia realized it too late.
Chaos hadn’t devised this plan simply to secure Mercenaries.
‘He intends to exploit even humans to gain greater energy. And ultimately to stand against me….’
Gaia naturally had no intention of agreeing.
But as if he’d already anticipated this, Chaos sneered.
[You won’t like it, but if you don’t do as I ask, I’ll continue hunting Chronos. So choose: will you help design the system I’ve conceived, or not?]
[….]
Now it was clear—this was no proposal, but coercion.
[Let me think about it.]
[You’d better decide quickly. If I find Chronos in the meantime, I’ll kill him.]

* * *
A deep rumble echoed through the chamber—
The doors of the Akashic Record swung open.
Rubahi, the librarian, brightened at the sight of the visitor.
[Gaia! What brings you here at this hour?]
[Rubahi, my trusted counsel. I’ve come because I’m troubled.]
[Is this about Chaos again?]
[Have you been reading my records?]
Rubahi shook his head firmly.
[No. What librarian would spy on the Creator’s private affairs? I haven’t looked at them.]
[But you know where Chronos is, don’t you?]
Gaia had already found Chronos.
The Akashic Record she had created with all her might had made it possible.
For now, she kept Chronos hidden from Chaos’s knowledge.
[Chaos is still searching for Chronos.]
[That’s hardly surprising.]
[But he’s proposed that if I help him with this task, he’ll stop looking.]
[What task?]
Gaia laid bare Chaos’s plan without reservation.
Rubahi was her creation, fashioned to manage the Akashic Record.
Of all beings, this entity alone could be trusted.
[Hmm… cultivating humans as mercenaries for each Heavenly Demon War, across all dimensions…]
[Countless humans will die. From what Chaos has designed, far more than necessary. What should I do?]
[Hmm.]
Rubahi was Gaia’s creation, her subordinate, and an excellent advisor.
But this time, even he had no clear answer to offer.
[I confess, I’m uncertain myself.]
[Sigh…]
[Perhaps you should seek counsel from another Divine Being instead?]
[Another Divine Being?]
[As you know, the Akashic Record is a repository of trans-dimensional knowledge, collecting records from all universes. Among those records exists one of a being called the God of Slaughter in another dimension.]
[The God of Slaughter?]
Even Gaia had never heard of such a deity.
[How could such a being help us?]
[That god was originally human. Yet he consumed the Underworld and rose to become an absolute ruler governing an entire dimension.]
[How could a mere human accomplish such a thing…?]
Rubahi continued, observing Gaia’s astonished expression.
[Seek his counsel. Though he is a Divine Being in another dimension, he was once human like them—he may aid us. Since Chaos is plotting the annihilation of humanity, perhaps he would even intervene directly to deal with Chaos.]
Rubahi’s words held merit.
A god who had once been human might indeed extend his hand to help.
[Alright. I’ll give it a try.]

* * *
Following Rubahi’s counsel, Gaia set out to meet the God of Slaughter.
A dimension beyond dimensions.
And beyond that dimension lay yet another, at the edge of which Gaia finally arrived.
To the place where the God of Slaughter dwelled.
[According to the coordinates Rubahi marked for me, this should be the right location…]
Gaia wondered if she had truly found the correct place.
A modern building stood in a Park where rainbows bloomed beautifully, and amusement park rides were visible in the distance.
At first glance, it seemed no different from the Human World, yet this was unmistakably the Underworld.
The spirits resting throughout the Park were proof of that.
‘The God of Slaughter dwells in a place like this?’
The moment doubt crossed her mind, a Woman appeared before Gaia.
[Welcome to Paradise.]
[Paradise…?]
[A resting place in the Underworld, fashioned similarly to the living world. What you might call heaven.]
As Gaia merely looked around, the Woman spoke.
[Ah, forgive my late introduction. I am Deina, responsible for the overall management of the Underworld. Here, I am called the God of the Underworld.]
[Ah… I am.]
[Gaia, correct? Known in other dimensional realms as the Primordial God, Mother of the Earth, and God of Creation.]
Gaia stared with widened eyes.
To discern such information before even being introduced.
[The God of Slaughter awaits. Please, follow me.]
With a bewildered expression, Gaia followed Deina and soon found herself inside a residential home.
‘What is this place?’
The God of Slaughter dwells in nothing more than an ordinary household?
Just then, a man sitting on the sofa rose to his feet.
[It is a pleasure to meet you. I am Min Do-jun, the God of Slaughter. For reference, Min Do-jun is my name from when I was human, though you may call me the God of Slaughter if you prefer.]
[Yes, it is a pleasure to meet you, God of Slaughter. I am Gaia, the Primordial God and God of Creation.]
[I am aware. However, the title of Primordial God strikes me as somewhat presumptuous.]
[Pardon?]
[A frog in a well, as they say. As you know, there are countless dimensions in the universe.]
[…In my dimensional realm, I am indeed the Primordial God.]
[Then use that title only within your dimension. There is no need to invoke the Primordial God before me. Our Primordial God is an entity called El. Though that being no longer exists now.]
[…]
A god who nitpicks from the very first meeting.
And against herself, a Primordial God no less.
Gaia sensed that her counterpart was no easy opponent.
[Please, sit.]
Still, the God of Slaughter possessed enough courtesy to invite her to sit on the sofa.
[You’ve come seeking my counsel.]
[How did you know?]
[I peered into the thoughts of the thought-form entity called Rubahi. The moment you used the Akashic Record to spy on our dimension, I became aware of that entity’s existence and its thoughts.]
Gaia’s eyes widened in surprise, and she tensed slightly.
This one was far from ordinary.
‘I shouldn’t underestimate humans.’
[You just thought that humans shouldn’t be underestimated, didn’t you?]
[….]
[My apologies if I startled you. Reading thoughts has become a habit of mine.]
Gaia felt as though she’d been struck from behind.
Even Chaos couldn’t read her thoughts, yet this one could.
The dignity of the Primordial God seemed utterly meaningless.
[Still, thanks to reading your thoughts, we can get straight to the point, can’t we? Let’s think of it positively.]
[You seem to know what I want.]
[Of course I do. You wish to kill Chaos, don’t you?]
[Yes. My husband Chaos is trying to slaughter humans. I’d appreciate it if you, befitting your epithet as the God of Slaughter, would handle this. Can you help me?]
Min Do-jun shook his head slowly.
[To put it bluntly, it’s impossible.]
[What?]
[The power I possess is formidable, but it only applies within my own dimension. I cannot use it in yours.]
[I see….]
[That said, direct intervention may be impossible, but there are other ways.]
As Gaia leaned forward attentively, Min Do-jun continued.
[Create a program to cultivate humans according to Chaos’s proposal. However, when designing the system, position items strategically so that a specific human can grow stronger. Have them complete objectives in a Quest format to guide their growth as intended.]
[Forgive me, but I don’t quite understand what you mean….]
[In other words, manipulate the design to strengthen a particular human. In essence, you’d be cultivating a weapon against Chaos without his knowledge.]
[A mere human becoming a weapon against Chaos?]
Gaia caught herself mid-sentence.
That “mere human” was now a god controlling an entire dimension, offering her counsel.
Min Do-jun’s cold gaze softened.
[Grant that human the power to transcend into the Divine Beings. You possess the authority of creation—surely you can manage that much?]
[Of course I can. But even if I elevate a human to the Divine Beings, there’s no way they could defeat Chaos….]
[They can. If you utilize the power of Chronos that you’ve hidden away.]
[Chronos’s power?]
[The power of time is mightier than anything else. An ordinary human, through regression, can become an extraordinary being—one capable of slaughtering gods.]
[Regression? Do you mean turning back time?]
[Precisely. By turning back time, that human can be reborn as an excellent weapon to pressure Chaos. Of course, you mustn’t elevate them to the Divine Beings all at once—they must grow gradually, without Chaos noticing.]
[Do you think that human would listen to us and oppose Chaos?]
[They might, or they might not. Humans are both selfish and altruistic beings. It depends on what kind of human we encounter. Still, we have no choice but to try until we find one willing to stand against a god.]
Despite Min Do-jun’s explanation, Gaia could not hide her anxious expression.
She wondered if the plan would truly succeed as intended.
[Don’t worry. As long as you design it exactly as I instruct, there will be no problems. So first obtain Chronos’s cooperation, then return.]
[If it’s Chronos, he’ll cooperate without hesitation. He harbors deeper resentment toward Chaos than anyone else.]
[Then the problem is nearly solved. If we craft an item imbued with his power, even an ordinary human could transcend divinity. Hmm… an item that grants around a hundred cycles of regression should suffice.]
[A hundred cycles?]
[Then let me explain in detail from now on. How to transform a human into a weapon against Chaos.]
Min Do-jun, smiling, continued his explanation in earnest.

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