Voidlord, the Evil God.
An evil god who stands at the pinnacle of all evil gods, but unlike other evil gods, he does not speak. However, his power is so immense that even a single divine spirit cannot hope to defeat him. In the game, it takes three Divine Spirit Contractors working together to barely defeat him, and even then, it’s only possible if the protagonist’s entire party has maxed-out levels, top-tier equipment, and all stat-enhancing items in use.
In other words—it’s incredibly difficult for us to defeat him in our current state.
In my original plan, I intended to strike him when he was in his incomplete form, approaching Hera. But for some reason, he had already made a contract and reached his complete form.
That much I can understand. I’ve been altering the storyline, so I knew there would be deviations, and I was prepared for that.
But—
“…What’s going on with you? Didn’t you want to avoid altering the storyline?”
That’s the biggest mystery. Why did this guy, who wanted to recreate the original story, go ahead and make a contract with the most important final boss, completely ignoring the original plot?
When I asked him this with a stern expression, the reincarnated one replied, sounding utterly bored.
“Oh, that? Let me be clear—I gave up. I quit.”
…What?
“…What? What are you saying?”
“Exactly what I said. I’ve given up on recreating the original story. I’m done. Your constant meddling with the plot—it’s all gone too far off course after you killed the protagonist. I tried to take his place, but… with your constant interference, the story completely fell apart.”
…Well, I can’t say I don’t understand where he’s coming from. It’s true that killing the protagonist is my fault, and it makes sense that he would resort to making a pact with the evil god.
But—there’s still one thing I just can’t understand.
“Then—why did you throw the spirits and demons into chaos? If you gave up on the original story, there was no reason to do that!”
“No, there was. I needed negative emotions to fully awaken the Voidlord. Besides, I wanted to witness the deaths of people, something I could never see in my previous life.”
The reincarnated one grinned with sadistic delight.
At that moment, I finally understood why he had wanted to recreate the original story.
This guy—he’s a psychopath.
That’s why he liked the dark, depressing storyline of the game and wanted to recreate it in this world. He’s just a piece of scum who wants to see people die. That’s his true nature.
“…You piece of trash… If you want to see death so badly, why don’t you go die yourself?”
“No way. Dying is painful and scary, isn’t it? Why should I have to go through that? I just want to see other people die.”
Hearing his selfish and flippant response, even I reached the limit of my patience.
“—I’ll make sure to kill you right here.”
I immediately unleashed multiple layers of my most powerful lightning spell, Thunderstorm, and aimed it at the two of them. However, the Voidlord instantly nullified the incoming lightning and stood as a shield, protecting the scum.
I continued my assault.
“Thunderstorm, Lightning Flash, Thunder Burst, Pale Lightning, Lightning Spear, Hundred Thunders, Ten Thousand Thunders, Whirlwind Thunder!”
I unleashed a barrage of different lightning spells, boosting their power, determined to obliterate them without a trace. But this was far from over.
I created a massive hammer made of lightning in the sky and swung it down toward the ground.
“———Thor’s Hammer———!!”
My most powerful spell blew apart the void-colored dark energy in fragments. The explosion and the resulting thunder filled the air, with electricity surging everywhere. The force was immense, but as expected, it wasn’t that easy.
“That was close. But—my evil god still looks just fine, doesn’t he?”
As the smoke cleared, there stood the scum and the Voidlord, protected by a barrier of dark magic. As the barrier dissipated, the Voidlord rushed toward me.
“Tch… Gramps!”
‘Leave it to me—Wrath of the Unruly Thunder God!’
I barely dodged the Voidlord’s attack and signaled to Gramps, escaping the area in the process.
At that moment—a massive thunderstorm, covering the entire sky, struck down on the Voidlord with a deafening roar, enough to rupture eardrums. The explosion, with enough force to obliterate everything, blasted away the dark energy, restoring the world’s balance.
‘How about that!? This is a bit unexpected…’
“Even Gramps’ magic didn’t work… I thought it would at least have some effect.”
However—despite the dark energy disappearing, the Voidlord himself didn’t seem to have taken any damage. He still wore that eerie grin on his face. The reincarnated one sneered nearby, his barrier still up.
“Hahaha!! As expected of the game’s strongest character! To take an attack from Zeus, the strongest divine spirit, without a scratch! This is going to be a fun game!”
“—Shut your mouth, you piece of trash.”
“Oh? Don’t be so hasty.”
Leaving the Voidlord to Zeus, I moved faster than lightning, landing dozens of punches in the blink of an eye. But before I realized it, the Voidlord, who should have been facing Zeus, had intercepted and blocked all my attacks effortlessly. Glancing over, I saw Zeus dispelling the dark magic, his staff now corrupted and rotting from the evil energy.
It seemed he had taken the attack head-on.
But with things as they are, there’s no way forward. I didn’t retreat this time; before the miasma could rot away my hand, I struck him in the face with my other fist.
‘Kiii!! Giiiii!!’
“Kuh… Gah…!”
The Voidlord dodged my punch with minimal movement, emitting a dissonant sound that no living creature should be able to make. While I was distracted by the Voidlord’s grating noise, the reincarnated one landed a powerful kick to my stomach, sending me flying like a bullet.
As a flawed Thunder Being, still not fully free of my human limitations, I spat blood as I was hurled through the air. The Voidlord attempted to pursue me, but Gramps’ swarm of lightning bolts held him back.
During that time, I regained my balance mid-air and distanced myself, heading toward where Gramps stood.
“Hah… hah… Cough… cough… Gramps… Can we defeat that evil god?”
‘…Sorry, but I can’t do it alone. That thing possesses more power than any evil god born so far. Its strength is enough to disrupt the very order of this world…’
“Yeah… Gramps’ staff is useless now, too.”
Hearing Gramps’ words, I realized that there was only one option left. But that option was too risky for me at this stage—more of a gamble than a strategy.
Still, I have to—somehow, I have to kill this piece of trash and the one who drove Hera mad.
‘…Gramps, we’re doing that.’
When I said that, Gramps’ eyes widened. But he quickly gave a nod of understanding.
‘…Indeed. It seems there’s no other way to fight that thing.’
I nodded back at Gramps, dispelling my Thunder Being form and all the other spells I had been maintaining.
The reincarnated one watched me suspiciously at first, but soon realized what I was about to do, and urgently ordered the Voidlord.
“V-Voidlord! Attack them immediately! Now, before it’s too late!”
“———It’s already too late.”
Gramps and I spoke in unison.
In the game, there is an ultimate technique available only when you ignore all the individual heroine routes, focusing solely on leveling up and combat. This is the ultimate move of the Spirit Contractors.
『”———Spirit Fusion: Thunder God———”』
A true god, surpassing even the spirits, descends upon the world.
