MTLNOVEL CHAPTER 240: PARTING WAYS
"Please, spare us. Do what you want, but… please, spare us," the leader of the once-proud powerhouses begged, their heads bowed in utter defeat. All of them had fallen—shattered like brittle glass—before Rebecca.
They had lost, and not just in strength, but in dignity. Defeated so utterly by one who, not long ago, was weaker than the weakest among them—someone they could have ended with a sneeze. Yet now, they knelt, trembling before a force they could no longer comprehend.
"Rebecca," the Universe Ender's voice cut through the silence like a divine verdict. He didn't even acknowledge the natives' pleas, his gaze fixed firmly on his disciple. "Never spare your enemies, no matter who they are. Mercy is a chain that will bind you."
Rebecca blinked, glancing at the pleading figures before her. Then, with a solemn nod, she replied, "Okay."
"Good," the Universe Ender said with a rare glint of approval in his cold eyes. "That's your first lesson."
And with that, he turned to the natives, his face expressionless, and lifted a single hand. There was no sound, no struggle—only annihilation. With a single thought, they disintegrated, erased from existence as though they had never been.
Rebecca watched the scene, stunned at first by the sheer ease with which he ended them. But then, recalling that she had defeated them with just a single gift from him, it no longer seemed so unthinkable. Power like his made anything possible.
Then, without hesitation, the Universe Ender turned his gaze back to the sky—no, to the very fabric of the universe itself. He invoked one of his absolute laws: the Law of Devour. Reality twisted and unraveled as the stars themselves were consumed, the galaxies folding into his hand like threads spun into sugar.
Within seconds, the universe was no more—compressed and refined into a single piece of candy.
He took 80% of its essence for himself, as was his right. The remaining 20%—pure, condensed life force—he offered to Rebecca in the form of a shining crystalline candy. "I noticed you liked things in this form," he said casually. "I peeked into your memories."
Rebecca took the candy with cautious curiosity. The moment it touched her tongue, warmth surged through her, a tide of overwhelming power rushing into her core. Her laws resonated in harmony—especially her Law of Sight—now bolstered by raw universal essence.
"I feel stronger," she whispered, awestruck.
"Good. Let's go," the Universe Ender said, turning away as though nothing significant had just occurred.
Together, the two disappeared into the endless void—gods among ruins.
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Fifty Years Later
Time, meaningless to most, passed like a dream. Fifty years since the Universe Ender had found Rebecca—once a broken child, now a radiant woman in her late twenties. She had blossomed into a being of great charm and beauty, exuding grace and power in equal measure.
She had long since transcended her mortal bloodline, breaking through every ceiling imposed by her origin. And though she had only received one law as a gift, her own strength had granted her another—the Law of Darkness.
It had quickly become her dominant law, overtaking the Law of Sight, which now served as her secondary gift. Her control over shadows, obscurity, and void was second only to the Universe Ender himself.
"Little one," the Universe Ender said one day, as they stood adrift in the timeless sea between realities, "you have grown strong enough. It is time for you to pursue your revenge."
Rebecca turned to him, her expression softening. "Already? I thought I had more time. I… wanted to stay with you a little longer."
The Universe Ender looked at her—not as a teacher to a student, but perhaps something more complex. "I understand. I've grown fond of you too. But if you cling to me, you'll never surpass your pain. You must be forged in your own fire."
Rebecca's gaze fell to the void beneath her feet. After a long silence, she gave a quiet nod, her heart heavy.
"Listen closely," he continued, his tone grave. "Never grow too fond of any universe. Even they meet their end. And never open your heart fully to people—because they will betray you, eventually."
"I understand," Rebecca whispered, memorizing every word.
"Well then... farewell, child."
He opened a rift in space with a flick of thought. The fabric of reality bent to his will, revealing a gateway between worlds.
Rebecca took a final look at him, her expression filled with silent gratitude and sorrow. Then, without another word, she stepped through the rift.
The Universe Ender stood alone, watching her vanish into the folds of space-time. And for the first time in countless eons, he felt something he hadn't experienced since the dawn of destruction—sadness.
"She has stirred something in you," came a voice from behind. Stern and sharp like an ancient blade.
The Universe Ender didn't turn. "What do you want?"
"The previous Queen escaped… with her son. The Lord of All Entities commands that they be found. He has entrusted that duty to you."
"So be it," the Universe Ender said coldly.
This task would take time—perhaps centuries. It was the perfect excuse to send Rebecca away. He had to find the Queen of all Entities and her hidden heir, a task so difficult it would take him to the edges of known creation. With no clue of their whereabouts, he had no choice but to return to his forces, spreading the search across every realm.
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Rebecca emerged from the rift and stepped into the cold silence of the void. Before her floated a universe—small, fragile, and still very young compared to the colossal realms she had visited.
Her universe.
The one where she had been born, where she had lost everything.
And the one where she would now begin her vengeance.
Taking a deep breath, she entered the universe. The protective barrier surrounding it crumbled before her presence—it lacked the strength to resist someone like her.
She headed for the origin world, the cradle of creation within this universe, where the oldest civilizations once thrived. It was where her story had ended… and would now begin anew.
As she approached, she felt a subtle resistance. The universe itself was trying to suppress her strength—but it was futile. If she so desired, she could destroy it with a whisper. Still, she allowed the suppression, to avoid destabilizing the space around her.
What she didn't know was that the Universe Ender had marked her with a hidden trace—an imprint of his Rebirth Law and Space Law. If she ever faced death, he would know instantly—and arrive before even time itself could react.
When she landed on the origin world, she paused. Something was different.
With her Law of Sight, she scanned the timelines and threads of causality. Her eyes widened. A hundred years had passed since the massacre that destroyed her people.
The world had changed.
And Rebecca—no longer a victim, no longer a child—was ready.