In this Second Chance at Life, where I can see skills as clear as day, everything feels like a breeze. And to make it even better, I’m spending my days joyfully with my First Love. - Chapter 64

In July 2007, my name, Yasushi Sashima, was spread across the world, and dungeons began appearing everywhere, as if the chaos was partially my fault.

Then, in March 2011, a cataclysmic disaster nearly destroyed the world.

The one behind it is someone I know only as the Supreme God, a girl who claims that title for herself.

How infuriating.

Because of her, my name was dragged into the limelight, and I ended up embroiled in unnecessary troubles far too many times.

I can’t rest until I land a solid punch on her.

When the gate to the divine realm opened, I stepped through with that goal in mind. But what I encountered was a battlefield as advantageous to the Supreme God as the sea is to Poseidon. My finely honed skills, my level, and everything else were stripped away, leaving me powerless. I was utterly defeated.

The humiliation still stings.

Because of my loss, she came for Ichika, using me as a hostage. She stole her skills and levels too, redistributing stats and experience points to people all over the world.

As a result, humanity became over 100 times stronger, while Ichika and I were temporarily weakened.

In hindsight, it’s all in the past.

I didn’t lose my power permanently, and in some ways, the situation turned out to be a net positive. Ichika and I established a mutual connection through the Familiar and Servant bonds, I left school, and we spent our days in the depths of the dungeon, blissfully enjoying each other’s company.

So, I don’t exactly hold a grudge anymore.

But forgiving her? That’s another matter entirely.

For the past year, the Supreme God has kept her promise not to send monsters or divine entities our way. But how long will that last? I can’t help but feel uneasy knowing her potential for devastation. If we hadn’t anticipated the last disaster in advance, our response wouldn’t have been nearly as effective.

That said, these are just excuses.

The truth is, I want revenge simply because I lost to her. That’s all there is to it.

This time, I have a solid chance of victory. And honestly, after how things turned out last time, I’m optimistic that we’ll manage just fine this time as well.

Lately, life has become a routine. While enjoyable, I’ve found myself craving excitement and thrills.

I don’t know why the Supreme God dragged my name through the mud and caused so much trouble, even bringing harm to Ichika. Maybe she did it out of boredom, or maybe she had a reason.

But my reasons for challenging her now are equally frivolous. Partly, it’s to test the massive power I’ve accumulated. The other part is payback—for the chaos she caused and for dragging Ichika into it.

And so, today, I’ll settle things with the Supreme God—this time with Ichika by my side.

The Supreme God resides in the so-called Divine Realm, and there are two ways to confront her:

1. 1. 1. 1. 1. 1. 1. 1. 1. 1. 1. 1. 1. 1. 1. 1. We could travel to the Divine Realm ourselves.

1. 1. 1. 1. 1. 1. 1. 1. 1. 1. 1. 1. 1. 1. 1. 1. We could summon her to the 32nd floor of the dungeon we created.

The first option is relatively straightforward.

By combining the memory of my previous entry into the Divine Realm with Ichika’s magic and the bonds we share as Familiar and Servant, we could teleport there.

The downside is that it would consume a significant amount of mana and stamina. Moreover, we’d be fighting on her home turf—a field overwhelmingly advantageous to her.

The problem isn’t just that skills could be sealed; there could be other hidden traps.

A favorable field for her would be akin to the sea for Poseidon or the labyrinth of Kanahebi for me—a domain so advantageous it could completely overturn any differences in stats or power.

The second option, on the other hand, has its own drawbacks.

Summoning her requires an immense amount of mana and stamina.

Using the connection and memories I share with Ichika, we would merge our abilities to summon the Supreme God. However, given her nature, she might reject the summoning outright.

But if the summoning succeeds, the battlefield would shift to our territory, giving us a significant advantage.

Ichika would be by my side, and with more than 100,000 Killing Dolls at our disposal, there’s no way we could lose.

With that in mind, we decided to use the second method.

Revenge Against the Supreme God

If the summoning failed, then so be it. It would simply mean that our power wasn’t sufficient this time, and we could always try again later.

After all, there wasn’t any urgent reason to rush.

Of course, in the worst-case scenario, the summoning could fail, angering the Supreme God and forcing us to confront her while drained of mana and stamina. But if I let such fears hold me back, I’d never make a move.

I wanted revenge.

I needed a reason—a spark—to push me forward.

And so…

“Let’s do this, Yasushi,” Ichika said softly.

“Yeah,” I replied.

Ichika closed her eyes and gently pressed her forehead against mine.

Our senses began to blur. The boundaries between us started to dissolve.

It felt as though the skin and bones separating us were melting away, and we were merging into one. Ichika’s memories began to flow into me.

Memories of her past life—stories I had heard countless times. Her whispered declarations of love, the many conversations we had shared.

And yet…

Her overwhelming love for me flowed into me with such intensity that it was almost embarrassing. Her feelings, her devotion—it all poured into me, leaving me both flustered and deeply happy.

Wait a second—if I can feel her emotions, does that mean she can feel mine too?

Oh no. My memories were flowing into her as well. The thought of her seeing my private thoughts—my moments of embarrassment, the things I hadn’t shared aloud—left me with a confusing mix of emotions.

But as our mana and everything else began to meld together, a profound sense of peace washed over me.

It felt as though I had been completely accepted, flaws and all. The reassurance was overwhelming.

That’s right. It’s okay to love Ichika even more.

And Ichika will continue to love me, always.

As our memories and emotions intertwined, the moment arrived.

A serene, majestic, and awe-inspiring atmosphere enveloped us. It felt as though the fundamental laws of the universe were shifting, turning inside out.

Was this the boundary between this life and the last?

No. It was similar, but distinctly different.

“What… What is this place!?”

A familiar voice rang out—a voice I hadn’t heard in a year. Unlike before, it didn’t echo directly in my mind.

There she was: the Supreme God herself.

The girl who had caused so much chaos now stood before us, clearly unsettled. She looked around, confused and agitated, her gaze darting nervously over her surroundings.

Her eyes landed on me, holding hands with Ichika, and on the 100,000 enhanced Killing Dolls standing behind us. Her expression shifted to one of terror.

“Y-You… Yasushi Sashima… and Ichika Kobayashi. What do you hope to achieve here? You’ve lost your stats, your skills, your levels. What could you possibly want with the Supreme God now?”

Her words were laced with scorn, but cold sweat was dripping down her face.

Of course, she was nervous.

If she had truly stripped us of all our power, there was no way we could have summoned her here.

“I thought I’d settle last year’s score,” I said casually.

“I see. You think you can win because this isn’t the divine realm? How foolish. Your lack of reverence for a god will be your undoing. Allow me to show you the difference in rank between a god and a mere mortal.”

Ichika squeezed my hand tightly.

And with that, our long-awaited revenge against the Supreme God began.

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