I Became the Youngest Prince in the Novel

277 - After the War's End (1)

TL/Editor: raei

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When a being reaches divinity, they gain access to transcendent techniques based on their unique traits.

Transcendent Technique.

Achievements, fate, and essence combined.

The supreme technique where a god manifests everything they've built up-

RUMBLE!

It was a flower.

A single flower blooming as it devoured all darkness in the universe.

Perhaps because the King had sacrificed everything he had left to create it?

The flower was so massive its shadow covered half the world, and the aura of destruction flowing from it was severing even the threads of fate finely woven throughout the universe.

The world trembled before the clearly visible death.

No, everything in the world trembled.

"Ah, aah..."

All beings on the battlefield - humans, monsters, and dragons alike - let out despairing voices as they watched the enormous flower blooming beyond the atmosphere.

Dying eyes.

They instinctively knew that when that massive flower fell to the ground, this world would be destroyed.

"Yes, those are the eyes I wanted to see."

Satisfaction filled the King's voice as he watched these beings.

The sight of them helplessly despairing before predetermined doom - this was what the King had longed for, what this world was meant to reach.

"This is the end, Emperor."

The King made his final declaration as his fully bloomed flower began falling toward the world.

World-Destroying Flower.

His single transcendent technique gained by sacrificing his severed fate after reaching divinity - a flower that brings destruction to an entire world.

Space and time.

Causality and laws.

No, the world itself vanished along the flower's descent.

The gods' eyes trembled as they watched.

Even all Authority around Zion vanished without a trace.

Zion silently watched the flower of destruction falling toward a world where nothing would remain.

Though he appeared pathetically small-

A tiny darkness was newly blooming from Eclaxia in his right hand.

No, it wasn't darkness.

Something that seemed to exist yet not exist.

Something deeper, closer to nothingness.

Eternal Aeon.

A word combining eternity and eons to represent the longest time, symbolizing Zion himself.

The Emperor pondered.

Then what was closest to eternal aeon?

The stars in the night sky?

The universe containing those stars?

No, that wasn't it.

True eternal aeon existed in the 'Outside' beyond that universe.

Just as contents cannot exist without a shell-

Wasn't the 'Outside' true eternal aeon?

Thus the Emperor also thought:

If he could devour even that 'Outside'-

He would be reborn as the true Eternal Emperor.

Outer Void.

Eternal Night.

The supreme transcendent technique created by the Eternal Emperor Aurelion after devouring the world and finally reaching divinity.

As the flower of destruction fell to just above him-

Zion's hand gripping Eclaxia slowly extended upward.

As the two transcendent techniques drew closer, the world split infinitely and time slowed.

Finally time stopped completely.

When 'Eternal Night' and 'World-Destroying Flower' met in that moment-

--- --!

The universe's fate distorted as all timelines and spaces began twisting.

The world's core shattered.

Vision endlessly flickered.

Light and sound vanished.

Past and future reversed.

The world was collapsing from just the impact of their clash.

All the beings on the battlefield could only pray for everything to end while surrendering to this cosmic terror.

Perhaps their prayers were answered?

SWOOSH-

After an immeasurably long time, everything finally began growing quiet.

Light and sound returned as twisted timelines found their original places.

As vision recovered, people saw-

"Have I..."

The Demon King lying on the ground with only his head and part of his upper body remaining, and Zion standing before him, watching silently.

"Lost?"

The King asked with a hollow expression.

Though no answer came, the truth was clear without needing to be said.

"I have... one question."

The King turned fading pupils toward Zion.

"Did you enjoy our battle?"

The King knew he hadn't stirred any emotion in the Emperor during their past battle.

So he hoped one final time-

That this time had been different.

"A little."

Zion smiled slightly and answered quietly.

"Then that's enough."

The King closed his eyes with satisfaction.

Just as his form completely vanished-

"Ah...!"

The imperial soldiers watching finally realized:

"We... won."

That they had achieved victory.

"We won... WE WON!!!"

WAAAAAAH!

Cheers loud enough to echo throughout the entire demon realm erupted.

At the same time-

CREAK, CRACKLE!

The will to fight vanished from the remaining monsters' eyes.

With their king dead, further battle was meaningless.

Then-

"It seems the fate I saw for this world was wrong."

Ahmad's form quietly vanished from where he had been watching the scene.

Though Zion noticed Ahmad, he didn't pursue. He judged the Proxy was no longer a threat, and fatigue was setting in as the power of the final question vanished with the King's death.

'You're just leaving?'

Zion then thought while looking not toward Ahmad but toward the sky.

His eyes reflected 'something' gradually retreating beyond the world.

It seemed to be the universe's own 'restriction' preventing immortal divine beings from acting recklessly.

"Your Majesty! Emperor Zion! Are you unharmed!"

The military leadership led by Lucas began running toward Zion as if they'd been waiting.

Zion nodded and said:

"I need some rest."

He turned away.

The war with the demon realm that had threatened the empire and world for centuries-

And the Chronicles of the Hero of Flosimar-

Finally reached their grand finale.

---

After the final battle on the plains before the Abyss-

WAAAAAAH!

When the imperial army returned to the capital from the demon realm, the citizens' cheers were thunderous.

"The heroes who saved the world have returned!"

"Long live the Agnes Empire!!"

They were truly heroes returning after saving the world.

Welcome crowds gathered not just in the capital Hubris but from other cities and the Three External Worlds, making the scale unprecedented.

Moreover-

"Did you hear about the Crimson Witch's achievements in this war? They say she summoned an army that wiped out an entire monster legion!"

"Haha, and what about Hero Flosimar! They say she destroyed Great Demon Wrath with a single strike - it's unbelievable!"

Praise for the hero's party, Liushina, and the Seven Heavens who were the main actors in this war reached the heavens.

Bards composed new songs about their deeds daily.

But among them all, the one receiving the highest praise and greatest popularity was-

"LONG LIVE EMPEROR ZION!!!"

None other than Zion himself.

"Emperor Zion is truly the Eternal Emperor's reincarnation!"

"Oh Your Majesty! Our eternal ruler!"

It couldn't be helped.

Subjugating the Seven Calamities and ruling the floating city.

Conquering the Three External Worlds.

And finally destroying the demon realm and Demon King - the empire's greatest wish.

Zion had achieved all these mythical feats.

He wielded the strongest imperial authority since Eternal Emperor Aurelion Khan Agnes and led the empire to its golden age.

Thus talk circulated among citizens about deifying Zion and granting him the title 'Khan' like the Eternal Emperor.

And currently, this Zion who received all the empire's adoration was-

"Kyahaha! Come on, try it!"

At Bai Cheng Palace with the other war heroes, looking at a dark green liquid in a teacup before him.

And-

"This time it'll reeeally be delicious! I specially made it so even people who hate mint can drink it!"

Liushina thrust out her chest confidently while watching them with expectant eyes.

She looked more like the Witch of Mint than the Witch of the End.

"Oh my! It's already time for the meeting!"

Thierry jumped up in panic at the mint smell assaulting his nose despite the distance.

"Wasn't it almost prayer time for us too?"

Next to him, Saintess Elysis frantically looked around as if searching for the exit.

"Sit."

Liushina summoned purple tentacles to force them back into their seats and smiled brightly as she raised her cup.

"Just try it first."

"AAHH! The witch is trying to kill people!"

"I'm not killing anyone!"

"..."

Zion watched them while subtly pushing his teacup to the side.

'Things are settling down.'

As Zion thought, the empire was rapidly returning to normal.

They had achieved nearly perfect victory in the war with the demon realm, and since the battles took place in demon territory, the empire had suffered almost no damage.

Additionally, the administratively talented individuals Zion had recruited before the war, including the Frost siblings, were showing their abilities to the fullest in stabilizing the empire even faster.

Progress without any obstacles.

At this rate, the Agnes Empire would enjoy long peace and prosperity.

However-

'What happens to me then?'

Zion still had lingering questions.

Given everything so far, he would likely remain here, but nothing was certain yet.

He also had remaining tasks.

'Fulfilling the contract with the gods, and...'

Just then-

"Your Majesty, here is today's schedule."

Fredo, who had subtly switched Zion's mint drink with coffee he'd brought, extended a paper densely covered in writing with his other hand.

It was the schedule of tasks for Emperor Zion.

"Cancel everything."

But Zion spoke while picking up his cup without looking at the paper.

"What? What do you mean?"

Fredo and the others arguing with Liushina turned to look at Zion with questioning eyes.

"There's somewhere I need to go."

"Suddenly? Where could you possibly be going..."

Zion smiled slightly at them and said:

"The end of the world."

---

Three days later.

At the world's North Pole, far above even the Giant Colony-

Zion stood alone in the snow at the very center of the pole.

Vision turned pure white from the blizzard and cold severe enough to freeze the air itself.

Even in this harsh environment where no life could survive, Zion stood motionless, staring at the empty space before him.

After who knows how long-

"Isn't it time to open it?"

With Zion's cold voice-

CRACK!

The space before him split open.

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