The first skill is entirely aimed at humanity.
Considering future participation in the Holy Grail War.
And the current camp is somewhat inclined towards Gaia, as well as Britain's stance against humanity.
It should be noted that the most prosperous beings on the current planet are still humans.
Their status as the spirits of the planet cannot be shaken.
Thus, this skill has a very significant role; reducing the threat humanity poses to oneself is not a bad thing.
"That said, I was human at the beginning; does that mean I've walked down a dark path? However, perhaps I will encounter humanity in the future, so this skill is still necessary…"
Moran thought of the monsters of Alaya.
Back then, Brunestud encountered the so-called heroic spirits of the grand.
She did not forget what Brunestud had said.
So, it is better to keep the skill.
"However, looking at these skills of mine, those who don't know might think I'm a human evil…"
Moran couldn't help but show a bitter smile.
The combination of these skills is indeed too much like aiming to subvert humanity, even if he himself is not aware of it.
When it comes to the issue of human evil.
In fact, the status of the principle of Idea Bloods and human evil is comparable.
Their fundamental goals are the same.
The ultimate goal is to kick humanity down from the position of primates and then impose their own rules to control the planet.
Humans, who are ranked as primates, will face challenges from successors in any world.
Similar to human evil/Beats (beasts) and the twenty-seven ancestors, they all belong to the category of updating the planet's rules.
In fact, humanity's past status was also like this.
Humanity replaced the old version of the gods.
After skill adjustments, the skills that Moran currently holds are as follows:
[Skill Bar: Third Magic: Soul Materialization (EX), Heroic Tale of the Far Expedition (A+), Love of the Moon Goddess (A+), Emperor's Privilege (A), Unyielding Determination (A), This is the Eternal Kingdom (EX), Pure Land Isolated from the Present World (A+)]
[Preset Bar: Golden Magic Sword (EX), Pseudo. Mystic Eyes of Death Perception (A), My People Will Live Here Forever (A+), Intuition (A), Dragon of Annihilation (A)]
There is an extra slot in the preset bar.
Moran is not worried about this.
Later, he can fill it in during the simulation; things like skill bars are never too many.
[Due to this simulation evaluation reaching EX, the host can choose to overwrite the results of this simulation onto reality.]
[Once you choose to overwrite, you will not be able to conduct the Britain simulation again.]
[Do you want to overwrite the land of the gods, Britain, into reality?]
The simulator popped up a critical question.
Moran stared at this pop-up for a moment, recalling everything he experienced in the simulation.
And the last conversation with Britain.
In this future, they would meet again.
"Overwrite it…"
Moran said with a heavy heart.
This is not a story of a fleeting dream.
Rather, it is the reality he and his loved ones once fought for; now let it completely transform from an anomaly into reality.
[Confirming the host's command.]
[Immediately overwriting the land of the gods, Britain, into reality.]
[When you exit the simulator and awaken, the overwrite of reality will be completed; this overwrite will not affect the progress of reality.]
Listening to the simulator's prompt sound.
Then, he withdrew his consciousness from this space.
The simulation of Britain left him very satisfied; there was no need for a third simulation.
"The next simulation…"
Moran thought as he clenched his fists.
Although he achieved his desires and pursuits in Britain, he still remembers the dissatisfaction left in other simulations.
In Britain, he is coming to a conclusion.
However, the Greek simulation has never ended; one could say that the thing Moran is most concerned about is Greece.
The high wall he has always wanted to climb over.
Once unable to use the power of Greece to counterattack Greece, now he has crossed so many battlefields.
He is confident that he has accumulated enough power.
It is time to launch a counterattack.
The war between him and the gods is about to begin again; he will once again lead his people to resist the gods.
"However, before that, let me see what reality has become…"
Moran suppressed the restlessness in his heart.
After the experiences in the Britain simulation are overwritten onto reality, he is unsure what it will become.
First, he needs to verify the results of his efforts.
Without doing so, he cannot face what comes next…
His hazy consciousness gradually awakened.
No longer the heaviness faced at the moment of death, his limbs regained their former strength.
He was sure he had returned to reality.
First, he smelled a peculiar scent reminiscent of heather.
I remember… before the simulation…
Due to experiencing hundreds of years in Britain.
Moran had to think for a moment.
He recalled that before entering the Britain simulation, he was gazing at Iris's sleeping face.
At that time, it was her first night.
With such a scent, it is not surprising.
"Still… sleeping…?"
His consciousness gradually awakened from the dream.
Along with it, Iris's voice became clear in his ears, her body temperature and breathing made it feel undoubtedly real.
On the way back to reality, he also heard the sound of shaking and the creaking of something unknown.
There was nothing here that felt wrong.
Perhaps it was just Moran's own wild thoughts.
He had a bad premonition, and then, under the fatigue after the simulation, he opened his eyes—
"Clearly still asleep… Moran… you are still so spirited… Truly worthy of being the one I like…"
"Iris… what are you…?"
Moran couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.
Because he saw Iris teasing him; saying it was teasing was an understatement.
This had gone beyond the realm of teasing.
She was completely like the dream demon from legends.
Releasing an enchanting aura.
With a motherly tenderness, she wrapped Moran, as if wanting to completely melt him.
"What… are you doing so early in the morning…!?"
"Ah, Moran… huff… finally woke up because of me?"
Iris greeted him quite normally.
Although her expression was one of a smile, her stunning appearance left Moran unsure where to direct his gaze.
When did the obedient Iris he knew become like this?
Transforming into this, an appearance that one cannot refuse…