The Villain Is Destined to Die: But as the Creator, I know All Endings Chapter 51: What could have gone wrong? [2]

As soon as Ryuke opened the door, he was greeted with a dimly lit room, its floor scattered with half-opened files and crumpled papers, so pages marked with markers.

At the center of the chaos stood a man. His purple eyes glancing each and every file one after another, shaking his head left and right. This simple process made his shoulder length long white hair flow drastically with rhythm.

"Captain."

Ryuke called.

To the familiar voice, Ezra’s eye glanced up to him.

"Ryuke, you ca so early today." He asked with his deep elderly voice.

(Ezra first appeared in the Chapter: Fake it till you make it [2], he was the one who brought up the letter part to Raizen Nightson at Eclipse.)

"Yes captain, I heard you were searching for ."

"Hmm, yes indeed," Ezra replied. "I want to know how far your investigation has reached. It’s already been three days."

Without beating around the bush, Ryuke reported everything to him.

"..."

"Hmm," Ezra rubbed his chin, before asking, "did you try asking in the slums?"

"Uh... the Ghosts tried, but they got the sa answer."

Everyone in the capital had seen the Twilight Order during the Shinra Incident. No matter who they asked, or where they searched, the clues always pointed toward them.

It’s as if...

"They’re deliberately trying to shift attention onto themselves."

The Twilight Order was practically screaming that they were the ones behind the ss.

Ezra walked to his desk and took his seat. Resting his chin on one arm, he thought back to Raizen’s words.

’He said that during the incident, Ethan was away from Eclipse.’

Only Ethan was capable of killing the Primordial.

When Ezra first heard that, he thought the Twilight Order had lured Ethan into the scene and made him kill the demon.

But the real question was—

How did the Order know that Ethan possessed Light Mana?

No matter how hard Ezra tried to think, he always ended up at a deadlock.

It was supposed to be a national secret. Then how did it get leaked?

"We’re missing sothing," he muttered.

To solve this mystery, they were missing sothing really big. Sothing every criminal possessed...

"A goal."

He muttered again, looking up at Ryuke.

Ryuke, quick on the uptake, understood what he ant and nodded.

"Yes, Captain. If we know their true goal, then a lot of things would make more sense."

But then again, what else could that person have wanted aside from killing the demon?

If it was fa, then they could have easily claid it was their effort that made the kill possible.

"All of it... just doesn’t make any sense."

The more they thought about it, the ssier the whole situation beca.

"Haaah..." Ezra let out a long sigh of defeat before declaring,

"Let’s start from square one."

— — —

Present.

Eclipse Institute.

After the lunch break was over, every student including Leon and Ethan made their way to the designated location, where the Class Allotnt Examination was scheduled.

"Wow, there are so many students here," one of them comnted.

Leon looked around.

All two thousand first-year students were told to gather at the [Library of Astral-Tale].

From the na alone, it was clear this wasn’t an ordinary library.

In fact, it was crafted by none other than the Silvermoon Goddess herself, and rumors claid it held every tale written since the Great Calamity War. It stood as one of the largest libraries to ever exist in this world.

With a capacity to hold more than five thousand people at once, it was spacious enough for the examination to be conducted under a single roof for better evaluation.

"Why a library?"

Ethan muttered curiously. He wasn’t the only one with that thought; nearly everyone shared the sa question.

Their doubts were valid.

Leon glanced at him and smirked slightly.

’Just a few more minutes, and his jaw will hit the floor.’

Leon was, as always, thrilled to witness one of his ga’s creations co to life in reality. But today, his excitent felt heavier than usual.

After walking for five more minutes, they finally arrived at their destination.

Every footsteps halted.

And just as Leon had predicted, their jaws nearly dropped the mont they laid eyes on the monunt before them.

"N-No way..."

"So pretty."

"Wow."

Comnts spilled out, but the closer they drew to the entrance, the quieter everyone beca. Their breath caught in awe.

From the outside, its architecture resembled ’La Sagrada Família’ of Barcelona, a basilica located in Barcelona back on earth.

Sky-piercing spires clawed at the heavens, while walls of brown and black stone were etched with impossibly delicate carvings. And at the forefront stood the gates, a vast, awe-inspiring architect, as though they walked into the realm of gods.

Even Leon, who had seen it hundreds of tis before, found himself stunned. He swallowed hard, recalling the interior in his mind.

’If the outside alone takes my breath away, then how will I even stay conscious inside?’

"Please don’t push each other,"

The professor warned before signaling to the guards by the entrance.

Grmmmm—

With a loud, ear-piercing screech, the door slid open across the surface, unveiling a scene even more heavenly inside.

The first thing Leon noticed were towering bookshelves, stretching several hundred feet into the air. Then his gaze lifted higher toward the ceiling.

It wasn’t a normal ceiling. It was a vast canvas replicating the Milky Way with uncanny perfection. Tiny stars shimred above, and their glow served as the only source of light, yet they illuminated the interior as brilliantly as a real sun.

And it didn’t stop there. The mont everyone tilted their heads upward, a flock of birds appeared, their wings flapping rapidly as they soared across the starry expanse.

"Is that... a bird?" soone muttered in disbelief.

Leon only smiled.

"Wait—" the student froze mid-sentence.

"They are not birds... they are books!"

Indeed they were. Fully opened, the books flapped its covers like wings, gliding through sky.

"It’s like a miniature world," Ethan whispered in awe.

It’s as if the [Library of Astral-Tale] had its own ecosystem.

"We’re here."