With my brother and sister. VRMMO games.

Yoshinai.

Guinevero.

Attending the two overnight and farewell ceremonies, Hyung and the others experience the death of Yi Yi and Mei Luo in no way.

"Can you use 'Ultimate Skills' to bring Miro back to life..."

Will left at the end by Yi Yi.

That is the word left by the dying against those who are left behind.

That night, in the hearts of the wise, his words are repeated as if they were remnants.

It was like, a prayerful wish.

The words of Yi Yi pierced the hearts of the wise men more than any other word ever.

Shinya and others raise the blood path to the development of prototype versions in order to achieve results.

"Xian, it's finally done..."

"This is the prototype version of Acrea of Genesis."

"Finally, is this the time?"

Xian smiles abusively at reports from Shinya and others.

After that, Shinya and the others who were entrusted with it completed the prototype version of "Acrea of Genesis" with trial and error.

Then, by logging in as a player to "Acrea of Genesis," which launched the service, he explores how to bring back Miro, the hope of Ichiyi.

Rely on the word 'ultimate skill'.

In the meantime, Xian, who had deepened his infinite curiosity and tireless exploration within the game, eventually learned of the existence of the only unique skill: 'special skill'.

The power to bull the world and interfere with the real world as well.

When I learned of the existence of that skill, Sage's heart was occupied with joy.

"'Special Skills'. Unique power. Then, with the power of my skills, will I not be able to produce a being that deals with that power '

Xian tells the story of her dream as she looks up at the sky with a tranced look.

"Special Skills".

Because I realized that was the 'ultimate skill' that Ichigo was talking about.

With that skill, you can revive Miro.

However, in the normal fixed skill, "Item Generation" skill, there was no God's hourly power to produce people.

I can't just do my own skills.

Then would it be possible if multiple fixed skills were superimposed?

With a mechanical grin, Sage's thought guided one reasoning.

"First, is it a prerequisite to start an Alliance?"

Sage, who accelerated his thinking, eventually turns his attention to the forbidden way.

It was about collecting data on the users of special skills and producing new users of special skills - Miro.

Xian, along with the players who sympathized with his thoughts, set in motion as soon as he launched "Legion".

When I gathered data from my special skill user, Eiri, I combined the skills of the Alliance members to execute a remote move to rebuild (salvage) the database.

At first, it was just a collection of data on Aiba and Yoshinomiro, a being called The Goddess of Salvation.

However, it had evolved to the point where it was assimilated to an actual human being by synchronizing it to the desire and pear, the user of special skills.

"Finally, you've come this far"

A recap of the past.

Lifting his face from a sinking memory and crushing to reality, Xian asks how Linoa is sleeping on the throne.

"Dear Miro,"

As if he had fulfilled the encounter of destiny, Xian uttered his name.

The glossy brown hair is past her shoulders and stretches all the way around her hips.

A girl the same age as Ai Li, assimilated to Mei Luo.

Linoa, forcibly sent from the hospital room to the virtual world, slept on its throne.

She was and will continue to be a symbol of the future of 'Legion' making.

"If you keep your special skill users in your hands, everything will be what Miro wants"

Linoa, called Miro, answers nothing to the call of wisdom on one knee.

Eventually, Xian gets up and walks over to Linoa's side.

Xian hasn't seen Linoa.

I was only looking at Miro, assimilated to Linoa.

I despaired that I would never see him again.

Again, I dreamed I wanted to see you.

Scared by love, beaten by reality and still in a place where the woman I sought is within reach.

"She's already like Yoshinomiro."

Swallow every emotion that scorched him, Xian uttered the name of his precious woman.