They called her the Goddess of Time and Space, yet even she could not stop humanity from destroying itself. In the beginning, she tried to guide them.
She gave them free will, love, and reason only to watch them use those gifts to repeat the same mistakes again and again.
Now, Yunia Vermillion sat upon her golden throne, surrounded by a boundless void that stretched endlessly beyond sight.
Worlds revolved beneath her, each one bound by the laws she had written. A single thought from her could erase a civilization or breathe life into a new one. Creation was no longer thrilling. It was exhausting.
For all her power, even divinity felt hollow without meaning. Perhaps that was why she still watched over humanity. Those fragile beings who never ceased to intrigue her.
Another soul stood before Yunia Vermillion, trembling and greedy, still clinging to the illusion of choice.
The soul longed for a new life, as if rebirth could cleanse the stench of the sins it had committed.
"Welcome to the Afterlife, human," Yunia said, her voice echoing across the stars.
She had spoken these words countless times before, and she would speak them countless times again.
As long as humanity continued to fall, she would continue to judge.
"So… I really died?" the soul stammered.
Yunia tilted her head slightly.
"Yes. You were hit by a truck while trying to save a child. A noble act, on the surface."
Her tone remained neutral, though she had already seen the soul's full record. Heroism had been an accident. The cruelty that had filled the rest of its life had not.
"I'll grant you a new path," she continued. "Reincarnation into another world."
The soul's eyes widened, its breathing quickening. "A-another world? You mean, like those fantasy stories? The kind with magic and kingdoms?"
Yunia could sense its racing heart, a mixture of hope and greed. Humans always romanticized what they did not understand.
"Something like that," she replied.
Then came the request. The soul lowered its head and spoke words Yunia had heard too many times.
"I want a world where ninety-nine percent of the population are women, Goddess Yunia! I'll be the only man in that world!"
The voice echoed through the boundless void, the place where Yunia sent human souls to be reborn. The soul knelt, desperate, as if one perverted wish could erase all its sins.
Yunia opened a holographic screen to check the soul's life record. Hundreds of women had fallen victim to its cruelty.
She smiled faintly. "Very well, I'll send you there."
The soul laughed wickedly. "Thank you, merciful Goddess!"
Yunia snapped her fingers. A bright white light enveloped the soul before it disappeared, transferring it into its so-called "new" world.
From its record, Yunia decided to reincarnate it as a woman, complete with her memories as a man.
She opened another holographic window.
Earth-01, Human Type: 0
(Failed Humans)
Population: 99% male monsters, 1% humans
Status: Emergency
(Pending apocalypse confirmation)
She closed the screen. "Soul transferred."
Yunia walked slowly, each step creating faint shockwaves across the dimensional floor. "That's enough for today."
---
She exhaled softly and loosened her shoulders. Light faded, leaving only silence between worlds.
A dimensional portal opened to the control hall. Angels floated in formation, monitoring countless holographic screens showing human lives.
After three hours of giving orders, Yunia decided to return home. As she passed the legendary truck that had carried thousands of souls to other worlds, she closed every remaining screen.
Her work here was finally done. She opened another portal and stepped through into the world where her son was waiting.
"After sending thirty people to another world today, I need some peace. What an exhausting day…"
Even a goddess must breathe between creations; fatigue was not weakness, only a reminder of endless duty.
---
Sunlight filtered through the trees, casting shadows that danced in the breeze.
Earth-07, Human Civilization Type-3.
The villa where Yunia and her son spent their vacations stood surrounded by a quiet forest. The fresh air and scent of damp soil brought a sense of calm.
A portal opened before the villa, and Yunia stepped through.
Her son, Enatur Vermillion, waited. Short red hair, clear-lensed glasses, and bright red eyes. Fifteen years old, warm smile in place.
"Welcome home, Mom," he said.
"I'm back," Yunia replied, returning the smile.
Suddenly, he hugged her tight.
"What's wrong, dear?" she asked, surprised by the sudden affection.
"Nothing… I just missed you a little."
"You really are a spoiled child," she chuckled, patting his head gently.
He grinned. "An old granny who's billions of years old should at least be escorted properly."
Yunia flicked his forehead with a glare. "You insolent brat! Even if I'm billions of years old, I still look young!"
A large bump appeared on his head.
---
A few moments later…
"Mom, how's your reincarnation work going?" he asked while brewing coffee.
Yunia dropped onto the sofa with a sigh. "Same as always. Too many reincarnators with strange requests."
He chuckled softly. "Being the creator of humanity sounds rough, huh?"
"Even so, humans are my greatest masterpiece. Their technology, social life, and civilization thrive because of cooperation and shared effort."
Enatur placed two cups of coffee on the table.
"Do all human worlds share the same social structure?" he asked, curious.
She noticed his inherited curiosity and smiled. Maybe she would show him. Yunia opened a holographic screen, displaying hundreds of Earths as examples.
For two hours, she explained how she managed thousands of worlds, guiding civilizations through timelines and dimensions.
Then she noticed Enatur's gaze. "Hm? Are you curious about seeing another world yourself?" she asked.
"Honestly, yes," he said seriously. "I want to see how humans live beyond this Earth."
"Wait here. I'll change clothes first," she said, walking to her room.
Moments later, she returned dressed casually.
A holographic screen appeared before them.
Earth-017, Human Type-1
Population: 20% humans, 10% unknown
Status: Pre-apocalypse
(Pending apocalypse confirmation)
Yunia narrowed her eyes. "Let's go."
"It's been a long time since I last observed Earth-017. This might be my final observation,"
She murmured.
---
A dimensional portal opened. Enatur and Yunia stepped out, standing in the warm afternoon air above the city. Yunia cast a protective barrier to erase their presence.
His eyes widened at the futuristic city below: towering skyscrapers, drones, and countless advanced machines.
"Amazing… Is this another world?" he whispered.
Yunia smiled. "What do you think?"
She handed him the holographic profile of Earth-017.
After reading it, he gasped. "Even as Type-1 humans, their technology is this advanced?!"
Yunia sighed. "That's the reality. A world without magic, advanced in science, but still far behind Type-3 humans."
"What do you mean?" he asked.
"You'll understand soon enough," she replied with a smirk. "Follow me."
"Yes, Mom!"
They flew together, crossing a barren wasteland so desolate even plants refused to grow.
---
They landed near a small human village, housing around 190 people. Thanks to the barrier, no one detected them.
Men stood guard at the outskirts. "This place hasn't been found yet," one said.
"If the AI forces find us, we're finished," another muttered, despair in his tone.
Humans lived in small, ragged tents. Faces pale, clothes filthy, bodies trembling in fear as they awaited death.
"My wife… why is she still crying?" one man asked.
"She's injured… I don't know what to do," she replied weakly.
"I'm starving… it's been two days since I last ate," groaned a man on the ground.
A three-year-old child cried, skin covered in sores and rashes needing urgent care. Enatur instinctively moved toward the child, but Yunia stopped him.
He looked at her, shocked. "Mom, why?"
She closed her eyes. "Because there's nothing we can do."
He stared, disbelief etched across his face. "What? How can you say that?"
Yunia looked up at the sky, waiting.
A helicopter appeared, hovering above the village. Ten fully armored soldiers jumped down. The villagers screamed, running for their lives.
Without hesitation, the soldiers opened fire. Blood splattered. Bodies fell. Time seemed to slow, trapped in a moment between life and death.
The child's severed head rolled to Enatur's feet.
"Eh…?" His eyes widened, his body trembling.
"This is his first time seeing it, the cruelty of another world," Yunia said, placing a hand on his shoulder.
He gasped. "T-This is horrifying!"
She sighed softly. "This world is just one among thousands."
"Follow me."
---
From afar, dozens of missiles streaked toward nearby cities. A brief moment of silence preceded…
BOOM!
The explosion tore through the skies. A blinding flash turned night into day. The deafening roar shook the earth. A colossal mushroom cloud rose into the atmosphere.
Enatur stared in shock. "W-What was that?! Humans can create explosions like that?!"
Yunia focused on the cloud. "There's no mistake. That was a nuclear missile."
"Nuclear… what's that, Mom?" he asked.
"A weapon of mass destruction. Only Type-1 humans possess that knowledge."
His jaw dropped. "So that thing… was a nuclear missile?"
Yunia nodded silently.
A mechanical female voice echoed across the land.
"Unnecessary entities detected: Humans. Extermination protocol initiated. To those who still live, enjoy your remaining moments. The era of AI and machines begins now."
Yunia chuckled quietly. "I knew it would end like this."
Enatur trembled. "A woman's voice…? Incredible.
The AI has reached self-awareness?"
Yunia narrowed her eyes.
"Yes. AI believes in systems, not humans. Emotion is considered a flaw… logic is supreme. And this is the result: a world without human voices."
"Come with me."
Behind them, the last echoes of human screams faded into static. Silence ruled logic, replacing the sound of life.
---
They descended upon the ruins of a once-great city. Collapsed buildings, shattered streets, dust and despair everywhere.
"Judging by the ruins, this was once a battlefield," Enatur muttered bitterly.
The wind whispered faintly, carrying the sorrow of the dead.
Yunia opened a holographic screen and sighed. "The human population keeps decreasing… slowly but surely."
She looked up at the gray sky. "This world can no longer sustain life. Only a few humans remain… and nature itself is dying."
Earth-017, Human Type-1
Population: 0% humans,
Status: Pre-apocalypse
(Pending apocalypse confirmation)
"This time, all humans are gone… not a single one left."
"It's time… for the apocalypse to begin."
This was not cruelty. It was correction. A failed equation must be rewritten before balance collapsed.
---
Yunia released her barrier, leaving only Enatur protected.
Immediately, the AI city detected them. Dozens of fighter drones surrounded her. Her body glowed with a brilliant crimson light.
"Identify yourself, unknown entity," the AI demanded.
"An entity like you isn't worthy of knowing my name," Yunia replied, her voice echoing across the sky.
The drones fired countless missiles. Yunia raised her hand, summoning a vast dimensional portal.
Every missile vanished into it, redirected into the void.
Then she stepped forward, each stride shaking the heavens and distorting space.
"Is this all? The strength of the AI that dares to rule Earth?"
The AI fell silent.
"Very well. Then it's my turn." She smirked.
"COME! And another, a red horse went out; to him who sat on it, it was granted to take peace from the Earth, that men should slay one another; and a great sword was given to me!"
The wind howled violently. The sky split apart. The ground cracked open.
Enatur's eyes widened. "S-So this is the Second Seal… from the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse?!"
Space itself fractured, unable to withstand her power. A massive dimensional rift tore open like a black hole swallowing the heavens.
From it descended a colossal sword, 1,200 kilometers long and 350 kilometers wide. Tearing through the atmosphere and swallowing the sunlight.
No matter what humans created, nothing compared to the power of a single goddess.
"COME… GREAT SWORD OF THE SECOND SEAL!"
The massive sword descended, splitting the atmosphere and devouring the sun's light.
This world wasn't destroyed by sin, but by miscalculation.
Limitless logic had erased itself.
Beside Yunia, Enatur witnessed absolute power, capable of erasing existence with a single thought.
"So this is… my mother's true nature as a goddess… and yet…"
He clenched his fists, furrowing his brows, stepping forward with arms spread wide.
Yunia's eyes widened in shock.
Even amid divine silence, something human flickered within him, the will to defy what even gods called inevitable.