Saint Seiya: The Multiverse Libra Gold Saint

"Where I come from isn't important."

"What matters is that you should place your bet."

Wil turned to Philip.

The man carried himself with an air of refinement, likely one of the richest elites in the affluent district.

But compared to Kaiser, he fell far short.

Having met Kaiser several times, Wil naturally paid Philip little mind.

"Interesting."

Philip was genuinely surprised now.

"One hundred years…"

Philip glanced at his cards, placing his bet with calm confidence.

In the end, Wil won the round.

Kaiser stood beside Wil, watching the scene with keen interest.

When the game ended, Sylvia invited Wil to tomorrow's banquet.

Wil, of course, wouldn't pass up the opportunity.

He accepted eagerly.

"How does it feel?"

Kaiser's figure appeared beside Wil once more.

"Not good."

"Everything here is glamorous, luxurious, even beautiful."

"But it feels… wrong."

"I don't like this life."

"It's like a stagnant pool, with no future in sight, not even a ripple of change."

"It's as if everything has been prearranged."

Wil frowned.

Back in the slums, he had always dreamed of visiting the affluent district.

He hoped to live and work here.

To never worry about time again.

But now that he was here, it wasn't what he had imagined.

The air carried a heaviness even more oppressive than the slums.

"So, have you thought about how to change it?"

Kaiser asked with a smile.

"Not yet."

"After all, time is tied to life itself."

"Unless time can truly treat everyone equally."

Wil sighed helplessly.

"It will."

"You'll see soon enough."

Kaiser said with a knowing tone.

The next day arrived.

Wil attended the banquet.

"Five-one-zero." The place was filled with prominent figures from all walks of life.

It was here that Wil learned Philip's true identity.

The president of the Time Bank.

A towering figure in the affluent district.

Rumor had it he controlled over a million years of time.

An staggering number.

Human civilization hadn't even existed for a million years.

Yet Philip possessed more time than that.

Wil quietly left the banquet with Sylvia, embarking on a reckless adventure.

At that moment, the Time Police arrived at Philip's residence.

"Sorry for the unannounced visit, Mr. Philip."

"We're looking for a suspect in one of our cases."

"We heard he's a guest here. Do you know where he is?"

The squad leader held up a photo of Wil.

"Oh?"

Philip was somewhat surprised.

Though Wil came from the slums, Philip was certain he wasn't a time thief.

To him, the Time Police weren't significant figures.

But there was no need to antagonize them over Wil.

It wasn't worth it.

When Wil and Sylvia returned to the banquet hall, the squad leader approached him.

"Wil Salas."

"We suspect you're connected to a murder case."

"Come with us."

Hearing the squad leader's words, Wil calmly extended his hands.

The squad leader was shocked when he saw the time on Wil's arm.

As far as he knew, Terrence only had a little over a hundred years.

But now, Wil's arm displayed over a thousand years.

He gave Wil a deep look.

Unlike in the original story, Wil didn't take Sylvia hostage and flee.

Instead, he followed the Time Police to the interrogation room.

"Why didn't you run?"

"Don't you know that in a situation like this, you're at their mercy?"

"Even if you're innocent, that thousand years will make others envious."

"You're from the slums, with no power or influence. Even if you're framed, you have no way to appeal."

Kaiser looked at Wil curiously.

Why had he made a choice completely opposite to the original story?

"I decided to see what this world's enforcement system is like."

"Since you chose me, I should take a look."

Wil replied.

"What is he talking about?"

The Time Police officer guarding Wil was surprised, confused about who Wil was speaking to.

The interrogation room clearly held only Wil.

"Interesting."

"I hope they don't disappoint you."

Kaiser stood to the side, this time not leaving.

Creak…

The interrogation room door opened.

"Explain yourself."

"What's the deal with your time?"

"According to your cross-district records…"

"When you left the slums, you already had over two hundred years."

"But Terrence only had a hundred and ten years."

"Where did that extra hundred years come from?"

The Time Police were frustrated.

That extra hundred years couldn't be traced.

It was as if it appeared out of thin air.

No time storage devices had been stolen.

The Time Bank's records matched perfectly.

There hadn't been mass deaths in the slums either.

To them, this was practically a supernatural event.

"It was given to me by a mysterious person."

"We didn't even make a transaction."

"He just waved his hand, and I had an extra hundred years."

"As for the other hundred-plus years, Terrence willingly gave them to me."

"There are photos in the camera you confiscated."

Wil responded calmly.

"A mysterious person?"

To the Time Police, Terrence's death was now secondary.

The real issue was that untraceable hundred years.

Time of unknown origin could destabilize the entire social system.

It could collapse the current societal structure.

"That's right. He called himself a god."

"He asked me what kind of life I'd want if time no longer defined everything."

"I said I didn't know, that I'd never experienced the life of the rich."

"So he gave me a hundred years to see the affluent district."

Hearing Wil's words, the Time Police thought he was spouting nonsense.

"Be honest!"

"Stop making things up."

The Time Police grew impatient.

Who would believe such an absurd lie?

Some of the elite had lived for over ten thousand years.

But who dared claim they'd seen a god?

If gods existed, it would be them.

"Do me a favor."

"Give me some time."

Wil suddenly spoke.

Kaiser knew he was addressing him.

"How much do you want?"

Kaiser had nearly fully analyzed the time laws of this world.

Someone was indeed manipulating things behind the scenes.

But they didn't seem particularly powerful.

It was achieved through technology.

"Ten thousand years!"

Wil thought of Philip.

"Fine."

A divine light flickered.

Ten thousand years of time appeared on Wil's arm.

"Impossible!"

Seeing the sudden appearance of ten thousand years, all the Time Police were stunned.

"Don't you understand?"

"Manipulating time is the domain of gods."

"We've already violated a divine taboo."

"Mortals achieving immortality."

"Harvesting the world's time, reigning supreme, living for tens of thousands of years."

"This world has become utterly distorted."

"A god has descended upon this era."

"This world has only two paths: restoration or destruction."

Wil fell silent after speaking.

No matter how the Time Police pressed him, he said no more.

His words, however, reached the highest ears.

In a towering building, the presidents of the major Time Banks gathered.

They awaited the arrival of the figure at the head of the table.

"Sorry, I'm late."

The newcomer appeared youthful.

His demeanor was exceedingly refined.

The time balance displayed on his arm was enough to shock the world.

Ten million years!!!

"Ladies and gentlemen, please review this interrogation report."

Wil's interrogation footage played before everyone's eyes.

Philip, seeing the scene, was surprised.

A small figure like Wil had caught the attention of the one at the pinnacle of time.

This was truly unexpected.

When Wil mentioned the word "god" and inexplicably gained ten thousand years of time, the meeting room fell silent.

"Everyone, what are your thoughts on this 'god'?"

The figure at the head of the table, hands crossed over his abdomen, asked calmly.

He was the greatest researcher and inventor of this era.

He discovered the existence of time and, through genetic engineering, applied it to everyone.

With the support of the conglomerates present, he built the current societal system.

They had lived for ten thousand years.

Still enjoying endless time.

Holding countless more millennia in their grasp.

But now, an anomaly had appeared.

"A god? Could such a thing truly exist?"

The roundtable discussion began.

Since establishing this system, they had been the gods.

But now, had a true god appeared?

"I'm more inclined to believe someone has cracked my technology."

"A rebel has emerged."

"As for the person in the video, he's merely a puppet pushed forward by the mastermind."

"As for this so-called 'god'…"

"It's nothing but nonsense."

The figure at the head scoffed at Wil's words.

The system built on time was remarkably stable.

Return to an era where everyone faced death?

That was absolutely impossible.

The elites of the affluent district would never agree.

They controlled vast amounts of time.

And they had armed forces.

The people of the slums had no means to resist.

As for the original story, where someone easily kidnapped the Time Bank president's daughter or even the president himself... that was pure fantasy.

"Bring this young man to us!"

The figure at the head issued the order.

Wil was secretly transferred.

Within an hour, he stood in the mysterious meeting room.

"As expected, I knew when time went awry, I'd get to meet you all…"

Wil looked at the dozen or so people around the roundtable.

"Meet us?"

"What do you want to know?"

The figure at the head asked coldly.

"I want to know what society would be like if time wasn't everything, if it couldn't be traded."

"You all possess vast amounts of time, yet civilization's progress has stagnated."

"What's the root of the problem?"

Wil's gaze swept over everyone.

"Civilization stagnated?"

"Wil, do you have any idea how rare a world without war, a peaceful and serene world, is?"

"The world we lived in before was as you described."

"Everyone faced death."

"Nations waged wars against each other, vying for resources."

"All to advance technology in pursuit of immortality."

"Now we've achieved that."

"We've ended the world's conflicts."

"We've personally crafted this war-free utopia."

"We've given countless people the health and endless lifespan they dreamed of."

"This is reality!"

"This world, this societal system, is the most perfect!"

The figure at the head stood up.

"If that's true, why are the people in the slums still struggling at the bottom?"

"This system is far from perfect!"

Wil countered.

"Ignorant!"

"The rules we've set are the most aligned with the world's operation."

"If everyone could live forever, with humanity's reproduction rate, the world's resources would have been depleted long ago!"

"Under our system…"

"Life in the slums may be tough, but anyone who isn't lazy can live normally."

"The average lifespan reaches about sixty years."

"And it's a sixty years free of illness or disaster."

"The world's population remains in relative balance."

"As for the stagnation of civilization, that's even more absurd."

"You, stuck in the slums, how much can you see?"

"Ten thousand years of research, countless trials and errors."

"We've found the true path to godhood!"

"The cosmos is opening its gates to us!"

Wil was stunned.

He couldn't refute their words.

He truly didn't know what the past was like.

"It sounds reasonable."

"But limited by your perspective, you don't realize you're heading toward destruction."

"True immortality should be achieved through the evolution of life."

"Not through the shortcuts you've taken."

"Your world's laws have developed a massive flaw."

"The law of time has overshadowed everything."

"When time expands and the flood comes, you'll all turn to dust in the torrent of time."

Kaiser slowly revealed himself.

He appeared before everyone.

"What?"

Seeing Kaiser, everyone at the roundtable stood up.

No wonder... Kaiser's appearance matched Wil's description of a god.

"What do you mean?"

The figure at the head's expression shifted between calm and unease.

Hum!

Kaiser's eyes glowed with a faint golden light.

The laws manifested within the room.

"This is the law line of your world."

"The law of time has dominated everything."

"When the balance of laws collapses entirely, this world will vanish."

"Time is the domain of gods."

"In some worlds, manipulating time is a grave sin."

"You have not yet reached the level of fully mastering time."

"It's not you manipulating time, but time assimilating you."

Watching the lines of law evolved by Kaiser.

All the people at the round table slumped in their seats.

Unbeknownst to them, they had already reached the brink of world destruction.

"Of course, I have to admit that as mortals, you have done very well."

"But do you know why your research has not progressed in ten thousand years?"

"Because the laws have been weakened."

"Technology is also a kind of law."

"Physical laws are also laws."

Kaiser's words completely shattered the last bit of hope in their hearts.

"So that's how it is, so that's how it is!"

"Hahahahaha!!!"

"I thought I was smart, but I was actually bringing about my own destruction."

The person at the main seat is not a fool; otherwise, they would not have been able to discover the existence of time.

And establish the existing social order.

He thought of his own research, those countless failures.

The reason actually lay within himself.

"You are all prisoners of time."

"When time starts to flow."

"Mortals cannot bear it."

"You will turn to dust in an instant."

"The world needs a new inheritor."

Kaiser looked at everyone present and said faintly.

"So, the inheritor you have chosen is him, right?"

The person at the main seat's voice was somewhat hoarse.

"I calculated that when the time flood fully erupts, the number of surviving people in the world will not exceed three hundred thousand."

"Human civilization will completely collapse."

"But if we extract time now."

"The world can still have about one hundred million humans survive."

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