There is a deserted town nestled on the border between the Dali Kingdom and the Renner Kingdom.

Bahamut's clone was sprinting towards this urban relic.

The avenue that once led proudly to Fallholt was now a forgotten path swallowed by the wilderness. Lush greenery, once contained gardens and tamed trees, now ran rampant, blurring the lines between street and jungle. Crumbled facades, once painted with life, were adorned with a new tapestry – creeping vines reaching for the sky. Doors, whether ravaged by scavengers, weather, or wild things, hung broken, offering a hollow welcome to emptiness.

This was no longer the vibrant Fallholt that bustled through the evenings. Gone were the warm lights and the sounds of life. The once joyful symphony of the town had been replaced by the desolate creak of wood and the mournful sigh of the wind. The police station, a symbol of safety in its prime, stood ironically empty, its cells ironically vacant, now just another unwilling host to the encroaching wilderness.

Time, a relentless sculptor, was slowly erasing the memories etched in brick and mortar. Fallholt, once a thriving community, was now a collection of fading echoes. Though some structures might find a new purpose in the embrace of nature, the soul of the town was irretrievably lost. This wasn't a place for restoration, but a monument to the impermanence of human endeavors – a chilling reminder that even the brightest lights eventually fade to leave only whispers in the wind.

Right in the desolate heart of this forgotten town, where the avenue surrendered to the jungle, a solitary sentinel remained. Once a proud cathedral, a testament to faith and community, it now stood as a crumbling monument to lost time. Moss, a verdant shroud, crept hungrily across its facade, obscuring the once-intricate carvings that spoke of devotion. Its spires, once reaching for the heavens in a silent prayer, now clawed helplessly at the sky, their tips broken and jagged like shattered hopes.

Two men stood face to face in the desolate heart of the cathedral. Moss, a verdant shroud, crept across the shattered floor beneath their feet, the only witnesses to their encounter.

Broken sunlight, filtered through gaping holes where stained glass once shimmered, cast long, distorted shadows that danced on the crumbling walls. The air hung heavy with the scent of damp earth and decay, a stark contrast to the forgotten hymns that once resonated within these walls. Here, in the hollowed heart of a forgotten town, the final stage of a game was about to unfold.

''So you followed after me like I thought you'd.'' Bahamut's clone looked at the young man before him with a smile.

''Well, isn't it what you wanted?" Alex asked playfully.

''Yeah! Let's settle it once for all.''

''I concur.'' Alex esquiced while checking his status window.

[Alexander (Alex) Kael Touch]

Class: Magical Gunslinger Age: 21

Male Race: Royal Asura

Rank 16

Level 228 [False God] Experience Value (XP): 290000/1M MP: 2200/44200

SE: 14000/26200

Magic: Time/Space/Wind/Light/Darkness/Flame/Ice/Void/Silver Energy/Spirit/Lightning ATK: 12800DEF: 11500

AGI: 11100

INT: 7600

LUK: 3400

BP: 0

SP: 26

Gifts: Death guns/Eternal Chain Skills: [Item box Level 4] [Swift Fingers Max] [Divine Sense Level 5] [Throwing knife Level 7] [Dual Wielding Level 2] [Knife Art Level 6] [Link Level 5] [Gunslinger Art Level Level 5] [Undying Body Level 10] [Mana Synchronisation Level 10 Max] [Special Attributes Bullet] (A/N: All the previous special bullets are combined into this skill for efficient.) [Mana Convergence Level 5] [Chain Art Level 5] [Spirit Art Level 1] [All Poisons Resistance Level 8] [Lightning Degree Level 3] [Night Walking Level 5] Special Abilities: [Language Comprehension][Danger Sense] [Overdrive] [Death's Eye] [Envisage] [Erase] [Magic Bullet] [Snatch] [Hellsing!!!] [Xerox] [Death Bullet (???)] [Absolute Time Domain] [Eye of Truth Level 10] [Royal Asura Forms] [Mana's Body] [Void Steps] [Devour] [Alter Ego] [Gun Art Ultimate Form: ???] [Reaper Chains] [Illusion World] [Nemesis's Eye] [Nemesis's Domain] [Eternal Domain] [Yydrassil's Blessing] [Asura's Devil's Eye] [D???????] (Currently sealed: Condition of unsealing, reaching the Higher World)lightsnovel

Unique abilities: Absolute Duo (A/N: Temporarily name until you help me find a better name).

Synchronization rate: [Luna Heart: 97%]

[Artemia Eretria Von Havens: 100%] (Perfect Synchronization reached) [Maria Alexia Rosares: 97%]

[Sakuya Mio Hishimiya: 95%]

[Sera Olivia Wexon: 100%] (Perfect Synchronization reached) [Gracier Alexandra Touch: 100%] [Kuina E. Foxia 100%] [Eris Wolfang 72%] [Lilith E. Astaroth 31%] [Incursio: 100%] [Perfect synchronization rate: 124%]

[Nemesis Silveria: 100%???] (Perfect Synchronization)

[Nyx: 22%]

[Noire: 40%][Saeko: 92%]

lightsΝοvεl ƈοm [Typhania E. Malia: 20%] ???

[Alice: 60%]

[Althea: 30%]

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/Enhanced: Ability enabling its owner to convert the same skill into skill points and strengthen the same skill.

Possibility of generating a higher level skill if ESP is used to upgrade a skill.

????? (Conditions are not met for this to be unlocked)

??? (...)

ES (Enhanced Skill Point): 0

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Titles: [Otherworlder] [The one whose fingers are faster than Flash] [The Reborn] [Shadow Nemesis] [The Destroyer] [Death Master] [The Irregular] [Child of Mana] [Slayer] [World Wolf owner] [Genius] [The One that saw] [Slaughterer] [Genius] [Copycat] [The Irregular] [Holy Elven Guardian] [Poison Immunity] [Fox Master] [Holy son of Destruction] [Progenitor] [God's Scammer] [Contractor of Sins] [Weapons Master] [Novice Creator] King of all Beasts ] [Savior] [General]

Calculating his dwindling mana and spiritual power (SE), Alex devised a strategic plan. The resources he had left would be sufficient to bring an end to this foolish game and banish the curse, allowing him to reunite with his beloved ones.

In a mesmerizing display of shattered light, the cathedral's stained glass windows trembled as Bahamut's doppelgänger flickered into nothingness. With a swift and silent maneuver, it materialized directly in front of Alex, its fist poised to strike with deadly precision. The sheer intensity of the impending blow caused the very air to crackle and distort, as if reality itself quivered in fear.

But Alex, a warrior of unfaltering composure, possessed the instincts of a seasoned fighter. In an instant, he reacted with the speed of lightning, contorting his body with practiced fluidity. The doppelgänger's apocalyptic punch missed its mark, causing an earth-shattering explosion as it collided with empty space. The fabric of the surrounding cosmos shimmered and contorted, bearing witness to the immense power unleashed.

Capitalizing on the split-second opportunity, Alex transformed into a whirling vortex of motion. His leg unfurled like a coiled spring, launching a perfectly executed roundhouse kick aimed at the doppelgänger's vulnerable side. The impact was fierce and resounding, threatening to send the monstrous clone hurtling into oblivion.

The last dance, the end of the game had begun.