On a mountaintop somewhere above the clouds, a hero and a villain are having a great battle.
"Take this—[the final super attack, which isn't even my final attack]!"
"You can't defeat my [Supercast: Fire Inferno: Flare Ember Mode: Astral Activation]!"
Huge spells and powers flew around, tearing the earth apart and tearing through the clouds below. This is indeed a very grand battle - a battle that will determine the fate of the world.
Then it was decided.
emergency broadcast
The world will be destroyed in 60 minutes!
Please be careful of meteor showers.
The two paused, letting their attack subside, then looked to the sky. They haven't seen it yet, but they can almost feel an oppressive presence. increase.
The hero and villain looked at each other uneasily and nodded to each other. They turned to face the shooting star. They will face it in a battle to see who will win.
In this way, the world finally ushered in peace.
While people around the world were panicking, screaming, yelling, running and hiding, the rock did only one thing. It keeps accelerating. But it's too slow. The bodies around it were large and heavy. It doesn't accelerate easily. At first, it didn't move that fast. But it got faster, gradually increasing in speed.
It won't be blocked anymore.
Current speed: 108304.0 meters/second
Pursue:
Current altitude: 388994 meters
Time remaining: 60 minutes
The timer actually shortens a little faster than the 60 minutes shown inside because the rocks are still accelerating. The system seems unable to account for these things.
But it sees the world—its home below. The earth is ready.
Time remaining: 60 minutes
The mages of the world gather in a distant meeting to argue over who will get the glory of saving the world. But practicality won out, and the newly elected (Supreme Mage) of a certain city won because they had a prophecy.
That's the landing zone. There is no time.
All the magic in the world has been channeled to this man, and through distant connections and ancient treasures, he holds the power of the world at his fingertips. Only for a little while.
He cast a spell on the tower and stared at the shooting star through the magnifying spell. His skin cracked with magic and he could barely control himself, but he raised his arms and cast the spell. It was a large stone that they prepared together, enough to move a stone away.
"[Super powerful anti-gravity magic]."
The rock felt the blast of magic closing in on itself. But it has learned. It understands gravity better than any other animal on the planet - because who could be more like its child than a rock?
It groped for the space below, tilting it sideways
But the explosion missed it, sideways, and all its mana was drained. wasted.
The rock calmly continued to accelerate, and he retreated from the tower and fled to the wine cellar to await the end.
Remaining time: 40 minutes
An ancient dragon lumbered out of its cave, tired of the world as it saw the imprint of its destiny in this apocalyptic world. This is why it retreats here, for as long as a dragon interferes, disaster will soon follow.
Now it sees the greatest disaster of all - the end of it all. It didn't know what was going on, but somehow the dragon played a role in it. Thinking of this, I feel terrified, and that dragon...
Feeling tired. tired.
Yet the dragon, one of the last of his kind and certainly the most powerful, gathered the rolling heat in his lungs and stared up at the rock, discernible with his supreme eye.
It exhales and shoots a bright beam of magma towards the meteor, its last attempt at doing something.
But it also fails because rocks don't care about temperature laws. A massive explosion struck the rock, shattering the sky but only heating it up more.
The rock continues to convert heat into motion.
Seeing that he had once again hastened his end, the dragon retreated into his cave, tired of the world. It will sleep until the end.
Remaining time: 2 minutes
A hero and a villain stand side by side on a mountain top and formulate their plans. They combine two techniques, the hero holds a great sword in his hand and trembles with power.
He can now see the stone, although the stone is still invisible for now because he is a hero and can always see his enemies. He raised his sword high, and the tip of the sword cut through the clouds. He used every possible method to cut the rock open and fired huge energy towards the rock.
The rock activated [Diamond Skin], fueled by a tumbling air core, and [Hero]'s sword sliced through 1,000 meters of rock. But there were more than 9,000 left, and the rock soon began using its chi to repair the damage.
The hero fell to his knees in despair on the top of the mountain. The villain said nothing, just looked up at the sky and waited.
So, the most powerful forces in the world couldn't stop The Rock, because of course they did. Even if they blow it into pieces, the pieces will still fall out. Even if the [Mage] manages to send it back, a non-stop meteor shower will follow.
The rock will come back, even bigger than before.
finally.
Because rocks are inevitable. And just like that, it landed on the planet, satisfied that it had surpassed all its previous enemies. No strong man can shake it.
But when has this been a story about the strong?
Even the rock's origins are humble.
Turn the clock back a little, to before a notice told us the end of the earth was coming, and let's follow a different young hero. A mortal, not a hero, but a bard.
A 21-year-old young woman with auburn hair. She was dressed simply, but well enough for the work of the court. In her hand she held a lyre, a treasure she had fought endlessly for over the years.
But her flame is dying. She sat in this city of her own, walking around aimlessly, her eyes dull.
Because it's the end of the world.
Not literally, of course, but to her, it was.
"Ah, I can't believe I failed at this big show...and now everything is ruined-" she said with the confidence of a young person as her goals and future were reduced to ashes.
She worked hard for years and the opportunity finally came. There was an opportunity to perform at the Governor's annual ball, where all the important people in town heard her performance. This was the opportunity of a lifetime, her reward at the end of a long road she had traveled.
She failed completely.
The reason was simple, just nervousness and being asked to sing unfamiliar songs, but she failed visibly, stuttering on stage and barely able to perform.
Embarrass yourself in front of everyone. Reputation in disrepute.
She can no longer find a job.
She could feel those eyes as she walked around the city looking for excuses not to go home. Rumors fly, especially interesting ones like this. She felt like she heard every shopkeeper snickering at her back, and every window seemed to be peering into her soul, smiling.
But it was better than facing what awaited her at home, so she moved on.
"Why do I have to fail at this time? It's always the critical moment, isn't it?"
She finally stopped in a square she often visited. A jade sculpture stands in the square, depicting a beautiful woman who appears to be climbing toward the sky.
It's an old statue - no one really remembers where it came from. But it's always there, and [the bard] likes to stare at it and say a few words from time to time. She could almost imagine it listening.
"Hey, weird statue. Tell me, are you really as magical as the rumors say? Because... I really need a wish."
She looked at the statue and felt a heavy weight on her chest. Anxiety and fear are always at war inside.
"Can you... give me a small excuse?" Anything will do. This way I don't have to go home. "
The poet raised her head and looked at the statue with pleading eyes, asking for an excuse... and she got one.
emergency broadcast
The world will be destroyed in 60 minutes!
Please be careful of meteor showers.
Her brown eyes widened when she saw the notification appear, and she looked up hesitantly, searching. She hadn't seen anything up there yet - but she could almost imagine there was something there. Destruction is imminent.
Almost here.
She felt all her worries, all her anxieties, all the weight on her chest—
All this disappeared in an instant, blown away by the warm spring breeze.
She smiled.
At this time, several other people in the square let out screams of fear and despair. Others were becoming more and more panicked, but she was the only one who smiled. She spread her hands and took a deep breath of fresh air, feeling more comfortable than she had in years.
"—Ah!" she cried, jumping with joy.
Then she really felt people's eyes on her. She looked around nervously and saw suspicious eyes coming towards her. "Ah, I'm sorry."
Others continued to run around screaming. Escape from the square.
But he just sat down, looked up at the statue, and finally felt free. keep Calm. There is nothing to look forward to, so there is nothing to fear.
She just wished this moment could last forever, but...
Time remaining: 55 minutes
It only takes a short time. She didn't know what to do? For a brief moment, she felt at peace.
It was strange that - even though she didn't want to die, didn't want to say goodbye to the light that bloomed in her chest - she accepted this ending with surprising ease. She wasn't scared at all.
Then, she had an idea. The poet looked up at the statue, picked up her harp and took it out of the box
"Hey statue, do you want to hear a song?"
Then she started playing.
Feeling lighter than she had in years, the notes flew effortlessly from her fingers. She felt a dying fire begin to burn brighter in her soul, and she looked up at the sky, almost thinking she saw the impending doom.
Then she sang.
It was not a song she had heard before, but a song of complete freedom—free from other people's expectations, free from consequences.
She doesn’t have to worry about how others will like her songs. She doesn’t have to think about whether her songs will make money. She doesn’t have to worry about how the song will be remembered.
It's all going to be over soon, so why not play what she really wants?
Her soul sings. The square was now cleared, with most people taking refuge among friends and family, in basements and bunkers. Her only audience is the statue, which is not looking at her. The statue faces the sky.
But how well she plays! How well she sings! This is a song that defies all conventions and is freer than any song before. She tapped her feet against the ground and strummed her lyre with a mad energy she had never experienced before.
Remaining time: 4 minutes
Finally, for a brief moment, she began to see shooting stars, growing larger in the sky, a bright shape burning in the atmosphere.
She doesn't want the world to end - she wants to survive. But it will happen. No matter what she did, she couldn't change this inevitability.
If the end of the world is coming, why face it with fear?
Why not end with the most glorious of concerts - the symphony?
at its most glorious stage.
So the more clearly she saw the dazzling light in the sky, the louder she sang. No longer words with any direct meaning – just sounds that felt big and vibrant enough for the moment. Almost screamed. Her playing speed increased. But the statue isn't her only audience.
Something is listening up there. There is something else - something that has always been in this world.
Level!
You have become a level 9 [Novice Bard]!
Invented a new music genre: [Rock]!
Remaining time: 1 minute
The rock makes out the city below, its dream squares visible. It's almost there. The end is in sight.
Pursue:
Current altitude: 6498 240 meters
But - it heard something. sound. a song.
It had never heard anything before.
Before it was launched into space, it could only sense the rumbles and vibrations of the Earth because it had no ears to hear. But in space, it grew. develop. Become a master in a field.
As its field focused downwards, away from its body, and all its energy sought the jade figure reaching out to it, the rock heard a song. This is very strange. Tenderness, tenderness, sadness. But still energetic.
Something new.
The stone had never felt a gentle touch or a caring hand before - its stone skin was too hard to touch.
The rock has never seen color - its vision shows only shades of grey.
The rock had never tasted before—because it was at least rocky.
But now, it hears music. It was finally given the senses to perceive these things. It does not see the poet, for rocks do not understand humans. It saw only the jade sculpture, the symbol of its dream reaching out to it, and heard the song coming from it.
The jade statues are singing to the rock, welcoming it.
At that moment, as the poet looked up at the coming destruction, his eyes sparkled—the rock finally felt this from the depths of his soul. It knows beauty. It wants to hear more of the song.
The music resonated briefly in its realm and everyone heard it.
The hero looked up, his sorrow gone, and he stood up, side by side with the villain. They held hands and looked directly at the finish line.
The magician stood up from the wine cellar, dropped the bottle, and walked out. He felt the spring breeze on his skin, and the air was filled with the scent of summer. He smiled.
The dragon looked out of the cave again, and for a moment he thought of all the glory he had achieved in his life. It closed its eyes and listened to the chorus of roars from its old friends.
Everyone listened for a while, and Rock wanted to listen again.
However, it was too late.
Gravity, that cruel mistress, once again taunted the rocks. Because it made a mistake. It works so hard to make sure no one can stop it. It brings with it a greater mass and its [pivot] cannot move - now... it cannot stop itself.
Although it bravely resisted the storm, in an instant, the embers of that brief beauty were extinguished.
Pursue:
Current height: 0
solve……
Please wait.
crack
Title activated!
Line Ender activated!
Get 20% damage bonus!
Collision activated!
[Unnamed] did 14959787069100 * 108304.2 * 1.2 / 4 = 486062331206766100 dmg damage to [Novice Bard Rihito] and [Planet Dirt]
New speed [unnamed]: 6000m/s
Deals splash damage to ERROR_OVERLOAD entities
solve……
Please wait.
Please wait.
Please wait.
The music stopped, so the rock also learned about loss. It had never lost anything before. not real. But no matter how hard it listened, the music just wouldn't come back. Just a brutal symphony of destruction and then...silence.
But the numbers are up.
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