Morax the Geo Archon: Billionaire in the Chat Group

"So, I've barely kept up with the chat group lately."

"Work really ties you into endless knots."

Nana casually chatted with her ever-present shadow, Inukai Michiru, about trivial, meaningless topics. Meanwhile, she covertly opened the chat group interface that only she could see.

As usual, the group was lively and full of conversations.

Emilia Is Super Cute: Hey, I haven't seen Nana-san lately. What's she been up to? Did something happen?

---Too much work. No time to play house in this group with you all. Don't worry, you pathetic lapdog.

Incurable Villain: Hmph~~! From the way she described her world, it sounds like some childish playground scenario. Probably nothing dangerous. She's probably just busy.

---Monsters ruling a world of monsters, pretending monsters are human. What a joke. A world surrounded by so-called magic and superpowers might as well be destroyed.

Sweetheart Angel: Aww, not necessarily! Did you guys realize that everyone in this chat group operates on different timelines, yet we can still talk to each other?

---Disgusting man-child.

Keeper of Contracts: I've noticed.

---Hmm? Different timelines?

"Nana-chan, what are you thinking about?"

Inukai's voice jolted Nana from her thoughts.

"Nothing, nothing." She quickly waved her hands, feigning a flustered demeanor. "Just thinking about something."

"What is it?" Inukai asked with innocent curiosity.

---You annoying little mutt.

Nana's inner thoughts didn't betray her outward facade. She responded with a cheerful smile, "I was thinking about the Enemies of Humanity. Several people have died already, but we haven't found any trace of the enemy. I was wondering how we might track them down."

Inukai nodded earnestly, her small, adorable face lighting up with admiration. "Nana-chan, you're amazing! I'm nothing like you. My only superpower is healing, and I'm useless at anything else."

"No way, Michiru is the cutest of all Michirus!" Nana wrapped her arms around Inukai's head, laughing like a fool. "Your kindness is the best strength of all."

---Let me use that kindness until I destroy you, one of the Enemies of Humanity marked as capable of causing 150,000 deaths in the system.

Sweetheart Angel: Right, Lord Zhongli! This chat group lets us interact despite our timelines being different. For example, I rested at home for two weeks, but when I checked the group, only a day or two had passed in most members' worlds.

Keeper of Contracts: Indeed. Time flows differently between worlds. The fact that this chat group connects so many worlds is remarkable, even more so than anything I've learned in my time-bound existence.

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Three Days Later

"Michiru, what are you doing?"

Nana stood near the corpse of a recently deceased classmate she had killed. Inukai, kneeling by the body, had her hand hovering over the wounds.

Inukai turned, beaming a sweet, innocent smile. "I'm trying to revive the body. This has always been my goal."

"… I see," Nana replied, though the thought of reviving a corpse held no interest for her.

She narrowed her eyes, a smile creeping across her lips. "Michiru, did you find anything on the body?"

If she's seen that photo—proof of my involvement—then no matter how much I hate to do it, I'll have to kill her too.

"Ah! Do you mean this photo?" Inukai offered up the incriminating picture with both hands, tilting her head curiously. "Is this some kind of prank? Nana-chan is way too kind to kill anyone."

Clenching her small fists, Inukai muttered to herself, "Whoever made this fake picture, if I see them, I'll bonk them on the head—kora, don't do such mean things! It causes trouble for others!"

"Thank you, Michiru." Nana smiled sweetly.

I'll let her live for now. When the rest of the Enemies of Humanity are gone, then I'll deal with her.

Keeper of Contracts: In this group, time doesn't flow consistently. For instance, while we're chatting, it's possible that three days pass for Nana-san. She could even spiral into darkness and kill three people before she opens the chat again, only to find we're still on the same topic.

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Ten Days Later

"Nana-chan, are you okay?" Inukai's panicked voice echoed as she shouted.

"I'm fine… don't… worry." Nana winced, gritting her teeth against the searing pain in her back.

Damn it. What am I even doing? These Enemies of Humanity are killing each other, so why am I helping? Isn't Inukai Michiru one of them too?

"Let me see your back! I'll heal it!" Inukai pleaded desperately, fumbling to help.

"No! Stay away! Aahhh!!"

The pain from the knife plunged into her back radiated throughout her body. She slumped forward, leaning against Inukai, her voice unexpectedly soft and gentle.

"I'll create an opening… run away now."

Run, you fool! For someone like me to die here—it's the only fitting end.

"But… but…" Inukai hesitated, tears welling in her eyes.

"Run!" Nana screamed with all her strength.

"You stupid mutt, just go! I hate hypocrites like you the most, so just leave already!"

Her pained roar reverberated through the air, each word dragging her closer to unconsciousness.

Ah, maybe this is the ending I deserve.

Mom, Dad, I'm sorry.

But listen… I made a friend for the first time.

She has messy, curly hair, like a little puppy.

Her name is Michiru.

Emilia Is Super Cute: Is that really possible? This chat group's abilities feel a bit like my return-by-death.

Keeper of Contracts: Indeed, certain beings can reverse the flow of time. Those who transcend the rivers of time and exist beyond space can manipulate a world's timeline to correct specific fates.

Keeper of Contracts: Of course, the longer someone has been dead, the more challenging it becomes.

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One Day Later

"I made up an excuse to speak with you privately because you seemed to have something on your mind," Tsuruoka said, his tone calm as he stood before Nana, his military uniform pristine and imposing.

"I've taught you everything I can: from controlling others to deceiving them, using poison, and countless methods of killing."

Nana stood with her head lowered, her face devoid of any life or emotion.

"I was raised by you, Tsuruoka-sama."

"I am your obedient lamb."

"My hands and feet belong to you, and even my breath requires your permission."

Her voice cracked slightly as she continued, "…But… but Michiru… Inukai Michiru… is she truly an Enemy of Humanity?"

Ah, such a question will never be forgiven.

I'll be replaced… no, I'll be killed… won't I?

Suddenly, a warm hand rested gently on her head.

Tsuruoka's cold demeanor softened into a faint smile.

"That's good. Ever since your parents were killed, your heart has been frozen like an icy river."

"To see you feel emotions like an ordinary person makes me happy."

"What you need to focus on now isn't right or wrong."

"Instead, reflect on the fact that you're grieving the loss of a friend."

Tsuruoka didn't confirm or deny her question. The label Enemy of Humanity remained attached to Inukai Michiru.

But Nana no longer cared.

"All your pain, all your despair—I will bear them for you," Tsuruoka said with a smile, lifting his hand from her head. "This is my reward for your hard work."

"We still have Inukai Michiru's body. Though she's classified as an Enemy of Humanity, if she was your friend, I'll do everything I can to bring her back."

"Commander!!" Nana's despair transformed into something resembling hope as she looked at him, her eyes filled with gratitude.

"Go now. Eliminate the Enemies of Humanity for me… and for your Michiru."

Tsuruoka's words lingered as Nana stepped out of the room with renewed purpose.

Once the door closed behind her, Tsuruoka's expression turned icy again.

"Destroy Inukai Michiru's body completely," he ordered.

"And if Nana begins to suspect anything, kill her as well."

Sweetheart Angel: So, Lord Zhongli, if something happens to any of the cute BOYS and GIRLS in the group, would you help them?

Emilia Is Super Cute: Would you really?

Hestia-sama Is Supreme: Wait, what's going on? What kind of help?

Emilia Is Super Cute: Check the chat logs, Bell.

Hestia-sama Is Supreme: Got it.

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Ten Days Later

"Wasn't it me who warned you when Michiru was in danger?"

A young man in a suit leaned against the wall, his expression weary and resigned as he spoke to Nana.

"I've always been your ally, haven't I?"

"Shut up!!!" Nana screamed hysterically, her hands wrapping around his throat in a chokehold. "Even if it's for Michiru, I'll take down every last Enemy of Humanity!"

"I'm sorry about Michiru," the young man replied, easily breaking free from her grip. His overwhelming telekinetic power lifted her into the air.

"That was my failure—I couldn't save her."

"I just have something to say. Listen to me, okay?"

"Tsuruoka influenced you to label superpowered individuals as Enemies of Humanity and kill them one by one. Isn't that right?"

"Truth be told, there are plenty of superpowered individuals who are worthless scum. I have no intention of condemning or stopping you for what you've done."

"But guess what? That same Tsuruoka who gave you those heartless orders invited me to join him!"

"…What???"

Nana's expression froze entirely, her mind racing to process the revelation. By the time she looked back up, the young man was gone.

"Tsuruoka invited Enemies of Humanity to join him?"

"Then everything I've done… what does it even mean?"

Hestia-sama Is Supreme: Lord Zhongli, you can even bring people back to life? That's incredible! And you still insist you're not a god?

Keeper of Contracts: It's merely a minor manipulation of time. In a world filled with deities like yours, it might not seem as impressive.

Keeper of Contracts: If anyone in this group requires my help, I'll consider it carefully and offer assistance if I can.

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One Month Later

"Tsuruoka-sama…"

At Nana's feet lay the lifeless body of a classmate she had just killed. A pistol rested in her trembling hands.

Surrounding her were a dozen armed soldiers, their guns trained on both her and the corpse.

Before her stood Tsuruoka, his hands clasped behind his back, his expression unreadable beneath the shadow of his military cap.

Nana raised her gun, her face contorted with despair and madness.

"Tell me! You promised! After I killed this Enemy of Humanity, you'd tell me the truth!"

From beneath the brim of his hat, Tsuruoka's lips curled into a faint, almost mocking smile.

"But truth… is such an ambiguous term, isn't it?"

"Stop dodging the question!" Nana screamed, her voice raw. "Why does the Committee send superpowered individuals to the island? Do they really need to kill all of them? What are your real goals and motives?"

Tsuruoka chuckled softly. "Ah, so you're asking for… what? A reason to justify all the killing you've done? Something to soothe your conscience?"

Nana bit down on her lip, her voice trembling. "…Yes. I just want a reason I can accept."

With another low chuckle, Tsuruoka replied, "Once, a man made the same request of me. So I killed him—brutally. I wanted his meaningless death to have some meaning."

"For example, creating a broken little girl like you."

"Brainwashed. Armed."

"The Committee was thrilled. Some even bet golf club memberships on how many people this little girl would kill."

Tsuruoka's voice grew sharper. "That man's name was—"

"STOP!!!"

Nana's scream cut through the air, her face pale as despair overtook her completely.

"Tell me you're joking! Please… tell me this is a joke!"

Her pleas were met with the same cold, familiar face she had known since childhood.

What am I doing?

What should I do?

Who am I?

Help me...

Someone, please… help me…

The pistol slipped from trembling hands, clattering uselessly to the ground.

The lifeless body of the young girl, not yet sixteen, crumpled to the cold floor.

Someone... help me.

Please... anyone... save me.

Papa…

Mama…

Michiru…

"I thought you might actually pull the trigger on me," Tsuruoka said, his voice calm and indifferent. "If you had, I might have commended your bravery."

"But it seems your training wasn't sufficient after all. A pity."

Adjusting the brim of his wide military cap, he raised his arm.

"Kill her."

Save me… someone… please… save me…

Keeper of Contracts: I despise sorrow, separation, and unfulfilled desires. If only there could be resolution and peace.

Suddenly, the chat group system chimed.

[System Notification]:

[A user's wish has been detected.]

[Generating mission…]

[Emergency Mission Created by Telepath]:

Timeframe: Urgent

Requirements: None

Mission Objective: Save me… someone… save me…

Note: [REDACTED]

Reward: 323 points (the entirety of Telepath's remaining points after purchasing the emergency mission).

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T/N: ooh...so sadge