The final sound of creation

[Ron protects you, and the Stellaron's whispers are forcibly cut off.]

[A warmth rises in your chest, dispelling the cold brought by the Stellaron.]

[Your stress level decreases significantly, and your sanity increases by 1.]

[You trigger a stress relief event—]

[You gain a temporary entry: Calmness (Purple)]

[Calmness: A long-lost sense of calm fills your heart. As long as your guard stands before you, you will not be lost. Until this entry is removed, your mental resistance increases slightly, and your stress level will not increase.]

Bronya stares blankly at the text on the screen. Although the cold text only appears dryly on the screen, she feels the same warmth rising in her heart.

The feeling of calmness fills Bronya's chest.

She never thought that Ron would have a way to save her simulated self.

After all, this time she was indeed too impulsive, jumping into the fire without hesitation and stepping into danger.

Even though Ron had turned the tide so many times in this simulation, her mistake still pushed the situation towards the worst outcome...

But Ron always has the ability to pull the situation back.

It seems this time will be no different.

Bronya looks at the screen with relief, harboring a small hope that Ron will solve everything after the Stellaron, and clicks the screen to continue the simulation:

[Your guard Ron is forced to fight against the [Mother of Deception, Cocolia], who is empowered by the Stellaron, to rescue you from the rift.]

[Under the authority command of the Guardian's legacy—the Preservation Spear, you witness mist obscuring the moon and mountains collapsing—]

Several exquisite silhouettes flash across the screen.

The creation engine buried under thick snow awakens again under Cocolia's command. Mountains shake off the snow, and giants tower over the land.

The red giant eyes glow with divine light, like several crimson suns rising in the night.

Infinite imaginary energy from the Stellaron envelops Cocolia. Her curvaceous body is painted with the colors of the outer stars, and icy armor forms a gown on her.

The Stellaron forges a crown from ice and snow, solemnly placed on Cocolia's head.

The strings of creation play from the Stellaron, echoing across the mountain.

Ron, covered in dark golden crystalline armor, stands before them, small as a speck of dust.

But the brave move forward without hesitation.

The silhouettes fade, and new text appears on the screen:

[You see the giant of Preservation swinging its fist, like mountains collapsing;]

[You see the Mother of Deception summoning meteors, chanting the verses of the new world.]

[Your guard Ron, tiny as dust, steadfastly resists the storm under the protection of dark golden crystal armor.]

[You see the crystal armor on him gradually shattering, and wounds appearing on his strong body.]

[You see blood flowing down his legs, carving a bloody path through the snow.]

[His axe cuts through the obstacles, though each step is arduous, slowly advancing towards your mother.]

[He finally reaches Cocolia.]

The text fades, and a new scene appears on the screen:

The creation engine, a massive body like a mountain, lies on the ground, half of its body pierced by dark golden crystals, immobilizing it.

Ron, covered in wounds, stands straight before the Stellaron-empowered Cocolia, looking up at her floating high above.

"This is impossible..."

The voice of deception layers from Cocolia's mouth, like whispers from the edge of the universe, but with a hint of urgency:

"You can't do this... You have no idea what end Belobog faces. We should have made a choice long ago, the Stellaron has promised—"

"You're right, but I don't like talking to people while looking up."

Dark golden crystals summoned by Ron slam Cocolia to the ground.

The ice on the Preservation Spear shatters, planting it crookedly before Ron.

The illusion of stars finally dissipates, and Cocolia falls to the ground, returning to her original form, looking at them weakly...

"Mother!"

Bronya instinctively rushes towards Cocolia, but the wounded Ron frowns and stops her.

"No... don't go, Bronya."

"She is no longer your mother."

"...What?"

Bronya is confused, but quickly understands everything—

"The old world's dying struggles are nothing but dreams..."

Her weak voice carries an unquestionable will:

"And the Stellaron will rewrite everything."

At some point, Cocolia has grasped the Stellaron, which now pulses with fierce waves, emanating dangerous energy—

Cocolia uses all her strength to press the Stellaron to her chest.

She utters her final cry:

"Let me personally forge it..."

"The great new world!"