The Reborn Demon King Girl

Chapter 310 - 160 The Finale: The Beginning and the End_3

"This is something that cannot be allowed, Mohe," Doro faced Mohe.

Even with the near-omnipotent control over this world, what could she do under absolute strength and brutality?

Sadness flowed in Mohe’s eyes, "It seems you don’t truly love me, nor do you wish to spend the same time with me. You know perfectly well, I won’t truly reverse the world’s time."

Her so-called reversal was merely a mental means, wanting Doro and herself to once again enjoy long years, savoring this affection within these long years, yet Doro refused this invitation, even knowing that Mohe loved him, so she would not truly destroy the world and forcefully return to ancient times.

Yet, he still rejected her.

That gaze was unwavering, despite declaring love and affection, he denied her love; Doro was indeed a cruel person.

But it was these very eyes...

Unable to resist, Mohe embraced Doro, her eyes shimmering with light, enamored with those eyes.

During the five years away from Doro, Mohe felt perhaps she was cheap. Perhaps throughout the long years, she was always waiting for someone to conquer her... Someone not only to defeat her physically but whose will she could not change.

Initially, even killing a frail Demon Race member kept her awake all night, but now, how could she firmly speak such words? Clearly, she was so pained by Charlette’s betrayal, yet why could she treat the girl who liked her so "cruelly"?

During their past interactions, she tried to make Doro a life form like herself, to share the same outlook, and that was a failure... She attempted to let Doro indulge the children’s struggles, trying to make him realize this is the daily life of an Eternal Life Form... But still, Doro denied it.

Unknowingly, all the ways she wanted Doro to become were denied by him.

Doro surpassed her.

He was more willful than she was. Hence she loved him.

Because in the battle of stubbornness, she lost, whether from strength or spirit, she lost to Doro. Lost to such a seemingly indecisive man. He declared he could protect everything he desired.

Even if it meant Mohe had to bear a grievance, he remained unwavering against Mohe’s will.

Speaking of which—they seemed alike.

Mohe felt herself similar to those girls, boldly liking, boldly expecting, boldly being rejected, yet boldly being liked... But she...

The more it was like this, the more she loved.

She laughed.

"This is my last rebellion against you, Mr. Doro. I still lost to you."

Time flowed, time shattered.

Under the rain of light, Mohe kissed Doro’s lips, "Please, let me forever be your possession, leave an eternal mark upon me."

The trinity of the Evil God was stripped from her body, and the symbols she once possessed began to fade. She abandoned all she ever owned, willingly giving herself entirely to the man before her.

He need not spend tens of thousands of years learning to know everything about the world, he need not engage in any battles to possess everything, he need not use any wisdom to overlook all beings.

Mohe knew.

As Julia said, if one among them truly reached that realm, both at the beginning and the end, then that person could only be Doro.

He should possess everything in this world, Mohe’s power, the Goddess’s power, the World Tree’s power.

The power of the human realm, the power of the Celestial Realm, the power of the dead.

He ought to become the true "ruler" of this world. Unlike Mohe and Julia’s reign, a true "domination" of all things in this world: eternity, curse, progress, stagnation, Magic, Alchemy, Witchcraft, Combat Technique, creation and destruction, fate and balance, soul and emotion, forest, earth, sea, sky, stars!

All things, all phenomena!

Living beings, non-living beings!

When Mohe truly surrendered to Doro, the world finally birthed its true ruler, he was omniscient and omnipotent, possessing the power to twist everything, perceiving all truths of the world. Special patterns began to appear on Mohe, symbolizing her becoming Doro’s possession. The same scenery happened on the stripped trinity of the Evil God.

Without hesitation.

Mohe was thinking, Doro was thinking alike.

Mohe made a choice, Doro made the same choice.

Understanding Mohe’s feelings, Doro’s answer was to bear everything.

Whether Mohe’s power, Mohe’s will, the Goddess’s power, the Goddess’s will, the power of beings, the will of beings... All things return to me, I bear it all.

In the time as the sole king, he understood the true weight of his power. Destroying the Land of the Ancestors, he recognized others’ concerns and fears towards him—thus, let all things return to me, let all worldly beings become mine... I bear them, I protect them.

This was Doro’s answer; he was not a qualified king.

Maybe, if one must describe, some people in the world who felt deceived by a fake beggar thus decided not to give money upon meeting a beggar again—Doro was just someone who would still offer help within his power, thus having the power, he bore the responsibility.

This is Doro’s explanation of "Hero."

When he made this choice, he understood.

Both at the beginning, and at the end.

At that moment, he crossed all time, transcending Mohe and the Goddess’s time, where was the beginning? Endless, where is the end? Endless too.

Yet this was good.

This was enough.

Reflecting before Doro’s eyes was a vast expanse of white, beside him were Mohe and Julia who had become his possessions.

Everything else—all within Doro.

He became the world itself.

"Where to go?"

He asked thus.

Mohe showed a gentle smile, "Your will, my dear master~"