Project GB is an official initiative by Re:Library.

“God, God! Is it still okay for me to remain in this world?”
“Yes, yes. It’s fine, Fi.”
“Huh? My name stayed the same? I thought names were important—something like how they represent the self?”

Even “Finis” literally meant the end. Maybe it was because I now freely wandered the end of the world, or perhaps because I descended to the surface as a Demigod at the world’s end. Either way, I assumed now I was a god connected to “Finis”—a god connected to the end. Definitely felt like the opposite of a god of creation.

“If I were to give you a proper divine title, it’d be something like Deacontiral Finis.”
“That sounds intense.”
“That’s why you’re still Fi. You’re now the goddess of ‘contracts’ and ‘endings.’”
“Contracts, too, huh?”
“When someone like you, Fi, transitions from a Demigod to a God, their past deeds as a Demigod are referenced—and if there’s room in the hierarchy, they get assigned accordingly. In your case, your evaluation from your mortal life also influenced the assignment.”
“I see. But, setting the contract God thing aside… what exactly does a god of endings do?”
“Pretty much what you just did.”
“What do you mean?”

That didn’t sound like something I could just let slide.

“A god of endings is a God who can freely enter and exit worlds destined for collapse. Their role is to choose what to salvage from a dying world. Along the way, they may be asked to run errands by the gods who created those worlds.”
“Ugh…”
“You were already pretty uninhibited, but now you’ve truly gone beyond restraint.”
“So I got boosted to the same playing field. But I know that I’m still below you in rank.”
“That’s fine. You’re like a child to me, Fi.”
“Then I’ll act like your child and use up the rest of my wishes.”
“Please do.”

(Alright then—no need to hold back. Time to wish for an eternal slumber. That was the plan from the beginning, anyway.)

“Back to the original point—so I am allowed to remain in this world since I’m now the god of endings, right?”
“That’s correct. But just so you know, your presence is accelerating the world’s collapse. Your manifestation is draining its energy.”
“Whoa… What’s up with that? That makes me the world’s natural enemy…”
“Depends on how you look at it. Extending a world’s life isn’t always the best choice.”

That might be true. Anyway, I stopped overthinking things. My post-divinity plan was to live like a proper NEET.

“Got it. Once I finish what I need to do, I’ll come over.”
“Take care.”

With that, I ended my call to God and headed towards Fraus.

◇◇◇

Perhaps because of my divine manifestation, the world was now falling apart. Cracks ran across the land, the seas were in turmoil, and the wind blew everything around at random. And yet, people still clung to life. Tenacious, or perhaps just stubborn.

Still, some had realized the world was ending. Some were in despair; others had snapped and turned into rioters. If the collapse had been more gradual, would there have been people screaming “WOOHOO!” as they descended into chaos?

Anyway, the state of Fraus was—surprisingly stable.

Not thanks to Alks’ father’s talents as a ruler, but more because the people believed the royal family was responsible for the world’s collapse. They thought the world was in ruins because the last remaining royal, Princess Topersion, was still alive. Perhaps clinging to that belief was the only thing keeping their sanity intact.

So, surely, their despair would come when they realize that even executing Princess Topersion wouldn’t change anything. Where would the people’s rage go then?

Before, I would’ve used skills to gather information, but now that I had lost those, I relied on my divine powers instead.

Simply put, I could make myself invisible to others—like Lullus did.

Back when I was a Demigod, I was bound by the world’s rules, but now it felt like I could do just about anything. Though it also all felt kind of… unimaginative. But since I planned on living the NEET life anyway, I was not too concerned.

So, I gathered some intel.

The princess, upon returning, was first shown the severed heads of the other royals as a warning. Once she grasped the situation, she tried to hide, but the loyal castle staff quickly found her and locked her up. Apparently, she would be crucified on display tomorrow and then publicly executed the following day.

They were moving fast, but it showed how much resentment the people had built up. Believing the royals caused the world’s ruin, many likely want to kill her immediately. I wouldn’t be surprised if someone tried to murder her during tomorrow’s crucifixion.

Considering how they treated the other royals, throwing stones would probably be the bare minimum.

That meant I had time to spare until tomorrow. Maybe I would go have one final conversation with the princess. Of all my acquaintances still in this world, she was one of the few I had spent a decent amount of time with.