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AZI: Burial of a Selfish Lunatic

Full Title, AZI: The History Shattering Burial of a Selfish Lunatic, Who Walked through Reincarnation for Two-Trillion Years Volumes 1-3 Synopsis: “Who?” Holding a lone gourd in hand the young man raises it to the Heavens with a single question. “Who wishes to accompany me? To stay by my side for an eternity, and to walk through the mountains, and seas?” May container spoilers below Volume 4 Synopsis: Weapon spirits, such is the nature of every single Sinner within the Leng Bing Realm. In other words, all of them are but tools, and a tool… “A tool has no right to choose their owner, and what a tool does is decided by their owner.” “…Cruel, how very cruel the laws of this world are. Even upon death, a soul may not rest.” Volume 5 Synopsis: “Surnamed Ye, if you had a choice between being a hero or a demon lord, which would you choose? Naturally, you can also choose to be a villager A or B if you wanted to.” “What kind of question is that? Hmm.” Contemplating for a bit, Ye Chen answers— “I guess, the hero? Since he always wins in the end?” “Hero, is it?” “And you, surnamed Long?” “I think, the role of the hero—is a role that should only be played by a masochist.” “The hell? Is this entire question supposed to be a way to diss me?” “The fate of a hero is to suffer. They’re constantly being pushed left and right. …While everyone else drowns in a sea of despair, a hero must stand their ground, and step forward—to guide the deadbeats along. They must become the shining beacon of hope that others may follow—towards a future, where they may survive. Tell me then, if a hero isn’t a masochist, then what are they?” The world is a game board, those who control the game board, and the game itself… What are they? Volume 6 Synopsis: “A lunatic near death has three options. One, they can choose to pass away peacefully. Two, they can choose to spend the rest of their remaining life to find a solution that will let them live. Three, they can drag an entire world down as a part of their burial.” ……… “The longer you live for, and the more you experience, the less you care about the things around you. Maybe, I’m just someone who has reached that point?” ……… “You’re right in saying that even if this world goes up into flames, I’d still be drinking away at my leisure. Why bother to care for a world that is completely foreign to me? The people who I had cared for, they aren’t here; hence, I see very little purpose in getting myself invested into this environment.” ……… The 46th prince of the Hong Xiao Empire was born between the emperor and the 114th concubine. He was born on a moonlit night, and yet, since his eyes were blind, his majesty—the emperor decided to name him Bujian Yue. “Did you know—that the more fearful a prey is, the tastier it is? At least to me, since I enjoy chewing on my food to savor the flavor.” “…?” Enlarging its stature, the black serpent abruptly snaps its head forward, and swallows the palace maid whole. Leaving a bite mark on the ground, the black serpent begins to chew, as the sound of meat and bones being pulverized comes from its maw. And eventually, the black serpent swallows.

YatogamiSakuya · Fantasy
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AZI Volume 4 Chapter 29

"…"

Sensing his body temperature rising, as if every droplet of blood in his body is boiling, Long Hua mutters—

"Second manifestation, blood manifest into vast seas."

Immediately, the world contained within Long Hua's spiritual sea undergoes a transformation.

From the white void, a faint body of water rises to surround the vast lands.

"...…"

And as seconds tick by, this body of water slowly consolidates its form.

With plenty more spirit Qi to spare, Long Hua mutters—

"Third manifestation, wills manifest into life."

As the white void—that surrounds the land and sea, darkens for a brief instance, figures of varying sizes manifest on the landmass and within the sea itself.

However—

"Uh…?"

Unknown as to why, but the moment Long Hua attempts to undergo the third manifestation, which involves the creation of life—in the world within his spiritual sea, the manifested figures collapse in the very next instance.

(Was the spirit Qi not enough? No, that's not it… The amount needed should have been fulfilled, but…)

Noticing something odd, Long Hua can't help but frown.

(The amount of spirit Qi needed to advance into the Life Manifestation realm is surprisingly low. However…)

[Advancing into the Life Manifestation realm requires you to achieve perfect mastery over the five elements. In other words, it is only by incorporating the power of the five elements into the world within your spiritual sea—that would make you become qualified to manifest life.]

As Wang Bei Mu's withered corpse collapses into a pile of dust, the one to answer Long Hua's confusion is the creator of this odd world.

"Five elements…"

With a solemn expression on his face, Long Hua raises a sigh. According to his knowledge, the five elements are metal, wood, water, fire, and earth. Achieving perfect mastery over just a single element is already challenging enough; all five in this case need not be said.

(Does the elemental energy of the five elements even exist in the Leng Bing Realm?)

Clicking his tongue, Long Hua turns his attention to the creator of this world, who is looking upon him—through the eyes of the colossal white serpent.

"The curse on my body, you're the source of it?"

[Indeed. Time and time again, I have attempted to create the "ultimate lifeform" through evolution, and time and time again, I have failed to do so. You are my 8,749,329,910,181st experimental subject.]

"…"

Towards the mind-numbing number that the creator of this world had just said, Long Hua can't help but make an odd expression.

[Among those experimental subjects, was your father. He was the 8,749,329,910,180th experimental subject. I once considered him to be my masterpiece, but in the end, he was not able to meet my expectations. Consumed by the power of the curse that I had granted him, he went on a rampage that destroyed much of the world that he was in.]

"…"

As memories of the three-headed monster reappears in Long Hua's mind, the reason for why he had felt a sense of heartache towards its fate is answered—for that was the form his father had assumed during his rampage.

[Other than your father… His clansmen were also a part of my experiment. In total, they made up 10,179 experiments.]

"…"

Narrowing his eyes, Long Hua mutters something beneath his breath.

(…)

Within the dreamscape, the Tai Xuan Emperor can't help but have a nervous look on her face.

Judging by the tension that is in the air, Long Hua will most likely go ballistic from rage, and as a result of this, he would die without an intact corpse—giving the Tai Xuan Emperor no vessel to take over.

After all, within this vast universe, just how many individuals are capable of maintaining their composure—in front of an enemy, who had wiped out one's entire clan?

In response to the Tai Xuan Emperor's concern, Long Hua says—

"I see."

...…

"Uh? I see? That's it?"

Rather quickly, the Tai Xuan Emperor's nervousness turns into bewilderment.

This is completely unlike the Long Hua that she has known up to this point.

"Does he have that Lone Dog Incantation active?"

Paying careful attention to Long Hua's eyes, the Tai Xuan Emperor does see them emanating with a glow of blue radiance, but this time it is considerably more eerie than before.

"…"

Taking a step back from the projection that displays the outside world, the Tai Xuan Emperor can't help but hug herself for warmth.

Contained within Long Hua's eyes seems to be a bottomless abyss that will swallow a person whole if they stare into it for too long.

...…

Finished gathering the sealed portions of its body, the White Serpent King turns its attention back to Long Hua.

Similarly, to the Tai Xuan Emperor, it also got the impression of Long Hua's eyes being a bottomless abyss.

[Hm? Not quite the reaction that I was expecting.]

Not having expected this as well, even the creator of this world can't help but voice this through a questioning tone.

"What? You want me to cuss at you or something? Regardless of how enraged I am, what could my wrath possibly do to you? Any breath I spend to curse at you would just be a waste. You're not someone to care about how I feel; all you care about is the end result of your experiment. The moment I die—is the moment you cease to think of me as your masterpiece. I would just be labeled as another failure then. In that case, the best way for me to get back at you is to make you fail your experiment in a different way."

[Oh? And how would you go about doing that?]

"What do you deem to be the ultimate lifeform exactly?"