Chapter 392: I Decided to Give You the Whole Future

Above Sea City, bubbles filled the sky like foam. Dancing with the melody’s notes, like ripples leaping in a lake, they were dyed by sunlight into a radiant spectrum of colors. Tens of millions of thoughts were linked together by the singing, inspiring miracles in the dazzling embrace of heaven and earth.

The Last Diva’s Shining Magic had not ceased. Until the accident that turned Sea City and Daxia into scorched earth, she had persisted in fighting for her husband, daughter, friends, and even the innocent civilians of this city.

Charlotte was not yet [Fully Bloomed]. She relied on the power of Decorate Phantasm to deceive the past, embellish the present, and thereby seize the power of the future, gaining the ability to unlock Blooming Flowers and the magic of the Sea realm.

This condition was obviously unsustainable. Whether it was unleashing the time-space spell, sealing the four Supreme Disaster Beasts, or performing a grand-scale Shining Magic for the entire audience, all these acts had already been pushing her to the limit.

That was why, in that future dream, she barely had any presence.

In this state, after Chu Wang Shu was sacrificed by the thirteen Calamity Gods and inhabited their power, the terrifying energy wave that obliterated all of Daxia’s lands was enough to exhaust the borrowed Blooming Flowers. It was simply impossible for her to achieve anything significant within those fleeting minutes.

It was more appropriate to say that at the final moment, when Chu Wang Shu perished together with the Calamity God, hundreds of light years away, she saw Charlotte surpassing the atmosphere, ascending the universe, arriving at that scene—a miracle in itself.

Suddenly, the fragrance of Mami flowers filled her nostrils.

The bracelet on her pale wrist floated on its own, swaying and producing a crisp, bell-like sound. Without any resistance, it implanted information directly into her mind, bringing a transformation distinct from the “past.”

In an instant, a soul-originated contract transmitted countless images and information.

Little Shu [Full Power Mode], the thirteen Calamity Gods arriving, the collapse of the concert site, Chu Yuanqing’s death, being forced into [Pure White], the total destruction of Daxia…

In a daze, the forget-me-not within the sea of divine sense shimmered a more vivid azure, stirred by intense emotions. The magic of Decorate Phantasm further blossomed, using Chu Yuanqing’s memories as elements to excavate another side of history.

Time froze.

Charlotte seemed to enter another future dream. From her own perspective, she confronted an unavoidable despair like a drowning child struggling upstream, yet never able to reach the radiant shore.

Whether it was the savior who had merged into the Miracle Wall and returned to her peak, or the thirteen Calamity Gods concealed within her daughter’s body, forcing paternity against offspring, both stood on a distant, unreachable shore—like starlight on the horizon, transmitted through thick layers of time and space.

Even in those few minutes, gathering global assistance, [Full Bloom], [Full Power Mode], and [Scatterflowers], she reached the magical girl’s anticipated limit—[Kline]—but only had time to witness her daughter’s joint demise with the Calamity Gods, a firework crossing galaxies and universes.

This radiance would remain forever in the night sky, becoming a celestial phenomenon commemorated in a world of peace, just like… the Pure White High Wall that once spanned the world.

Time resumed flowing. False memories brought real emotions. The sea of divine sense expanded, sparkled, and blossomed brilliantly. The converging tide of hearts surged like a flood, cleansing the Flower of the Soul. A massive conversion of magic energy soon reached the [Sea] realm.

At this unimaginable moment, the idealistic power seemed blessed by countless stars. In the next second when the Chain of Contracts shone, the main branch of Decorate Phantasm flourished exuberantly. Numerous separated branches together upheld the path to [Full Bloom].

The Last Diva continued singing. Within her lowered azure eyes, lightning flashed, forging cold silver before immediately blooming into a blazing rainbow. Her aura surged step by step; her Magic Armor and wand metamorphosed alongside the evolution of magical power.

Yet she had no time to dwell on these details. Following Chu Yuanqing’s instructions, she lifted all barriers, ignored any disaster beasts in Sea City, and recalled all magic essence, shining power, and emotions.

Only about fifteen seconds elapsed from when Chu Wang Shu activated [Full Power Mode] to when the Disaster group in Sea City offered their sacrifice. But for entities like Apostles and Supreme Disaster Beasts, sacrifice required preemptive self-destruction—returning to their primal form. Once this process commenced, it was irreversible.

Thus, around Chu Wang Shu’s use of [Full Power Mode], the disaster beasts of Sea City cooperated with the Disaster group, waiting for the opportunity to feign strength without causing actual harm.

At this moment, even unrestrained, they were like ghosts.

Because compared to the Disaster group’s grand plan, magical girls or the populace of Sea City were insignificant—not worth wasting any effort on.

Indeed, that was the truth. In that future dream, before the Calamity Gods had returned to their stations, the whole of Daxia had already become the first wave of sacrifices, helping the Son of Mankind regain partial power, thrusting Chu Wang Shu’s combat ability near that of the Calamity Gods.

By contrast, the loss of millions of civilians was negligible.

Sure enough, the seven bishops besieging Dorothy no longer harbored strong attack intentions and switched to defense.

Meanwhile, Beelzebub and the Plague Lord visibly weakened, losing ground under the coordinated assault of Xie Qing Yu and Elise as their powers flowed back.

At this moment, the freed beings—Guanyin, Seraph, World Python, Tartarus, Takeminakata—each resembled frozen statues, suspended in midair, cities, mountains, seas, scattered across various areas as if stalled in a deadlock.

During the ten seconds deciding the fate of humanity, the world, and even the Disaster group, the Supreme Disaster Beast and Apostles ignored Sea City, devoutly concentrating their remaining strength to offer themselves as sacrifice to the future Sovereign Lord.

Charlotte also ignored them. She lowered her eyes to look over the whole view of Sea City. She smiled and sang softly while holding Dorothy near the skybridge and picking up a fairy tale book that moved randomly.

Then, she opened the book.

The magic of the fairy tale kingdom vanished, and the entire performance hall returned to the real world’s coordinates. Only the fake sky made of nanomaterials covered the 30,000 audience members inside, concealing them from reality.

At that moment, the stage was covered with twelve bands of light intersecting each other. Chu Wang Shu lost consciousness, curling like a fetus in a warm sea. She floated in the air, her body suffused with disaster aura mixed with various Disaster group genes, and her Magic Armor began to reshape and intertwine.

Tang Liuli, Kirimi Miyuki, and Xie Qingxuan were forced to transform, quickly constructing their Magic Armor. They resisted the initial onslaught but were perplexed by the scene before them, unsure of what to do.

Obviously, since the Awakened One only had one chance to strike, the three idols who had reversed humanity’s fate knew nothing about the future. One Liuli Cat was even somewhat dazed, because most of her mana had been borrowed by the Awakened One, making her look extremely silly yet adorable.

If nothing prevented it, after a few breaths, a light pillar piercing the sky would erupt on the stage, merging with the twelve beams of light offered by the Disaster group hovering over Sea City, composing a prelude to the destruction of Daxia, instantly generating immense light and heat that made a cross-shaped star shine on the planet’s surface.

The Last Diva lowered her gaze. With a single thought, all the spells from [Decorate Phantasm] that she had cast in the lounge dissolved, while Honey Qing’s low whisper circled in her ears.

“Sacrifice cannot be stopped.”

“After activating [Full Power Mode], the authorized sunflowers, bearing the twelve sequences of [Calamity God], formally entered Little Shu’s soul, creating a conceptual teleportation anchor point.”

“So, I need you.”

Charlotte did not cease singing. She looked at the audience still laughing inside the hall; at the innocent children who had reached shelters, silently praying with their parents; at the police running through the streets, dragging the wounded onto stretchers and taking them to underground hospitals…

Even though, after a few breaths, these vibrant, beautiful, hopeful people—those who make hearts sprout—would embrace death with the Disaster group’s conspiracy, buried beneath endless scorched earth.

But at least in this moment, hope endures.

At this instant, the singing grew passionate and joyful, like a fledgling bird shedding golden feathers from its wings, abandoning all to soar high, aiming for the stars and the sun.

Even if the goal was so distant that a lifetime could not reach it, it would still recall countless times the first moment it chose to spread its wings and merge with the blue sky.

Here, from the core of the Last Diva’s heart, a hope as soft as down feathers was planted, allowing this warmth to nest deep within countless souls, blending myriad thoughts, reflecting back a brighter radiance to the sky above.

Time flowed on, and the Disaster group in Sea City’s flesh and blood crumbled; the seven bishops simultaneously slit their throats, transforming into intertwining streams of light, surging toward the pillar that broke through the false sky.

If they were seen as batons, then all the brilliance of Sea City resembled musical notes rolling with rhythm, pulsating and burning bright together, converging into a flowing sea, continuously chasing the beams and streaks of light. As the two united, they transformed into a dazzling rainbow that engulfed both.

How magnificent, how radiant.

This originated from the faint glow within human nature, accumulating bit by bit and igniting into a wildfire, suppressing the first wave of devastation targeting the performance site, like raging waves covering reefs, steadily compressing the expansion of the light cocoon.

This was the purest and finest idol in the first playthrough. On a stage belonging only to her, in such a brief time, she had already stirred thoughts capable of overturning gods, gathering into a miracle unique to humanity.

— Shining Magic.

But it was not enough. As long as Little Shu could not awaken herself from the Disaster group’s ideologies, the original tragedy would sooner or later repeat.

Charlotte did not know if Chu Yuanqing had any solution, nor did she intend to place all the burden on her. As a mother, she had to protect her child.

Therefore, the just [Full Power Mode]-activated Last Diva, disregarding the Flower of the Soul’s ongoing transformation, ignored costs and pain, plucked an illusory petal, and sent it into the shining sea of light.

The power of [Decorate Phantasm] disguised the petal as an offering to the [Calamity God]. Like ink diffusing in water, it penetrated the light cocoon’s defenses and drifted into the rugged and complex sea of divine sense.

Before the sunflower could react, [Final Blessing] took the lead, delivering this kindred power deep into Chu Wang Shu’s soul, transforming it into countless musical notes and instruments, alongside a group of Charlottes in diverse styles.

These adorable little ones resembled various strange clocks, each distinct, holding a concert within the core consciousness of the lovely daughter—playing the erhu, knocking gongs and drums, strumming guitars, singing songs, telling jokes, narrating bedtime stories, rocking out, playing ping pong, and organizing social gatherings…

Chu Wang Shu’s suppressed will was awakened by a new, unusual calling. She looked around her chaotic inner world in bewilderment, not immediately understanding what had happened.

Fortunately, once the lovely daughter awoke, all the strange things dispersed and converged into a single forget-me-not petal, officially activating the power of [Decorate Phantasm], maintaining Charlotte’s dignity as a mother.

Chu Wang Shu’s consciousness descended, and visions of the future unfolded before her eyes.

At that moment, just as Charlotte had experienced a future dream from a first-person perspective, [Decorate Phantasm] also wove a first-person dream for her using the information transmitted by Chu Yuanqing.

The process was both slow and fast; she seemed to personally experience the despair of killing the live audience, destroying the entire Sea City, Daxia, and even her father. Then she witnessed the other side willingly bearing the pain of killing the Disaster group for her sake, fighting until the very last moment.

In the end, [Nothingness] devoured all memories of her father. She recalled her fragmented life, looked toward her mother who hadn’t arrived in time, and perished with the Disaster group in the cold depths of space.

But when she returned to reality, thoughts transmitted at the speed of light, and the bitterness difficult to swallow in the dream was digested and dissolved upon awakening, transforming into cruel refinement that stripped away softness and became cold as iron.

“Thank you, Mom.”

Chu Wang Shu whispered softly. Her voice was gentle but grew louder and louder, surpassing the curled-up parts deep within her consciousness, echoing through the isolation layer woven by the Disaster group, stirring a tsunami that washed away control.

The chaotic genes belonging to the Disaster group surged into her soul, bringing information about the destruction of many planets. A massive wave of thoughts tried to assimilate Chu Wang Shu’s self, attempting to baptize her into a part of the Disaster group.

But as the sunflower had said, she was the Last Son of Mankind, a child of the stars symbolizing both the end and a new beginning. She was also the bearer of both the savior’s and the Disaster group’s authority, able to contain all powers and ascend as the Sovereign Lord at the pinnacle of countless worlds.

Thanks to the miracle her father created, she possessed a unique singularity found in no other parallel world, forging an unparalleled true self.

This was the sole harmonious beauty across the multiverse, not only acknowledged by the Sea of Truth—thus unaffected by the Corrective Force—but also innately possessing the power to reject noise, transforming useless information into quantum particles that dispersed into the void, thereby preventing the defilement of aesthetic grace.

Previously, Chu Wang Shu had never required this power, but it fully awakened only after the Disaster group’s invasion.

Reflecting now, the reason the Gifts of the Stars could link her to the Boundless Universe and sustain her infinite energy authority was owing to this uniqueness.

It could be said that without this special trait, she would have had Chu Wang Shu’s personality erased long ago in that future dream, completely reduced to a mere vessel of the Disaster group, and she would never have had the chance to meet them in mutual demise.

Currently, aside from the sunflower, the remaining twelve Calamity Gods had not yet returned to their positions. Chu Wang Shu, her will transformed, leveraged her innate gifts to forcibly resist the overwhelming flood of information, striving to stalemate it.

The scene visible to the outside world was a gigantic cocoon woven from twelve rays of light, occasionally collapsing and expanding, in an extremely unstable state. Even the Shining Magic, tasked with suppressing the overflow of radiant heat, had become considerably easier to manage.

Little Sakura and Xie Qingxuan each held one arm of the green-eyed cat; the three hovered midair, perplexed by the scene, evidently still out of the loop.

Charlotte hurriedly descended, accompanied by Little Yu freed from the Revenge Melody, Dorothy who sensed the disappearance of the Fairy Tale Kingdom, and Elise who noticed the enemy’s vanishing—all arriving in unison.

Meanwhile, Chu Yuanqing and the Witch of Relief also rushed from the lounge to the performance venue, gathering on the peculiarly illuminated stage under the confused gazes of many contestants and spectators.

Xu Ling, sharp-eyed, spotted the alluring witch with white hair and golden eyes. Excitedly, she grabbed Pei Xiaotong beside her and whispered something eagerly, entirely unaware that normally she and her cousin would have already dissolved into particles embracing each other.

The audience murmured among themselves:

“What happened? Why have so many magical girls come together? There are nine of them!”

“Was there an accident? All these girls are bleeding, it looks gruesome.”

“Why did Honey Qing come too? Didn’t they say she was still injured and couldn’t participate in this performance? Could this be a surprise reveal?”

But not only the fans, completely ignorant from start to finish, even the super AI called Dream Weaver Rabbit, which should always control the overall situation, failed to comprehend what happened during these few seconds. The little idols waiting backstage were still immersed in sadness, unable to process being so heavily overshadowed and unsure how to perform.

The Pure White Witch’s gaze swept over the audience, briefly passing three teammates, the hastily arrived Charlotte, and the other magical girls.

Chu Yuanqing had no time to explain, hug, or say goodbye. She stepped into the brilliant waterfall of magic formed by Shining Magic, halted before the heavy disaster cocoon, and looked through the barrier at her daughter’s face, her eyebrows and eyes softening as she offered a tender smile.

Breathing in, memories of Little Shu flowed like water—seventeen years untouched by Nothingness—filled with ordinary experiences of struggling through society’s hardships and cold stares.

But it was neither bitter nor arduous; she still loved this world, this place where labor and effort could provide a full stomach and raise children.

No one mandated that a savior must be extraordinary. The reason she persisted, strove, struggled, and fought until today was merely to stand in a world where the planet was not yet dead, humanity not extinct, and those precious to her were still alive.

So, that was enough.

In this moment, her heart brimmed with warm and happy images.

This savior, no longer young, felt the lingering fire burning in her chest. She glanced at the cherry blossom tree within her soul, held the blessing of The Power of the Titan, and whispered softly:

“Little Shu, I once feared that after I died, even if the Disaster group was annihilated, the current era would still be corrected by the Sea of Truth. I feared you would disappear from this world.”

“But now, there is no need to fear. You have always been more outstanding than your father imagined, and surely you will become a person stronger and greater than he ever was.”

The molten gold in Chu Yuanqing’s eyes fractured and shattered, her irises filled with dark cracks. The slender hand resting on the barrier slowly crumbled, like snow melting in spring. Her smile lingered, gentle and eternal:

“So, I have decided to clear the path for you and entrust the future of this world to you, using this power of Nothingness.”

As her words concluded, the disaster aura and brilliant pure blackness engulfed everything, swiftly covering the entire cocoon. Amid flesh collapsing, limbs breaking, and the echoes of calls behind her, the power of Nothingness spread over Sea City, extended across Daxia, and ultimately… swallowed the entire world.