"I have done something truly cruel to Yugo. I never imagined it would come to this."
"Regarding the world, I understand that you did not commit these atrocities of your own volition, and that you only acted out of a desperate need to stop the other Gods. Yet, there is no denying that Yugo's heart has been deeply scarred."
"I wonder if Yugo will be all right..."
Yugo, having been confronted with the shocking truth by Adam, simply said, "I want to be alone for a while," before leaving the room.
Considering the state of his mind, no one could bring themselves to stop him. Those remaining in the infirmary watched him go with heavy hearts, recognizing that he needed time to process everything. They respected his request and gave him the space he asked for.
Amidst the heavy silence, Uno, who had been listening in silence, turned to the regretful Adam.
"I have a question of my own. How exactly does this Reincarnation Game of the Gods reach its end?"
"Are you asking about the completion conditions for this thirty-second game?" Adam asked, narrowing his eyes. "Or do you mean how to end the Reincarnation Game as a concept?"
"You may assume I am asking about both."
Adam nodded slowly before answering. "Regarding the latter... I cannot even begin to guess. Since no resistance force exists, we are left with no choice but to wait for the Gods to grow bored and move on."
"It seems we cannot interfere with the God's Realm from our side. I suppose it can't be helped..."
"Then what about a way to stop this current game?"
"That, I can answer," Adam replied. "If the remaining masterminds are defeated, the Reincarnator side—specifically Yugo—will be declared the victor. That should bring the game to its conclusion."
"The remaining masterminds... Lost and Drop, who just retreated."
Before his departure, Lost had claimed that every other mastermind had been purged from the game. The Gods had likely decided that anyone other than those two would fail to provide the same level of entertainment as Abyss. To avoid wasting time, they had simply cleared the board.
Conversely, the Hero Candidates—the Reincarnators—who had been deemed worthless were likewise erased from existence. Since Zenon had been disqualified long ago, Yugo was truly the only one left.
"Must Yugo be the one to fight?" Uno pressed. "If someone else were to defeat Lost and his companion, wouldn't the game still end?"
"I cannot say for certain. However, should Yugo fail to play his part, the Gods may very well introduce new masterminds to keep the story going."
"Lost and Drop are acting on the Gods' whims," another added. "Much like Dogma, they will surely devise schemes specifically designed to drag Yugo back onto the stage."
The interest of the Gods managing the Reincarnation Game had shifted entirely from the general pool of Reincarnators to Yugo alone. Dogma’s desperate attempts to corner him had been a direct result of the Gods' desire to see Yugo perform. It was easy to foresee that Lost and Drop would follow suit, manufacturing incidents to force his hand.
"In any case, peace will never return to this world so long as the remaining masterminds are at large. A confrontation is inevitable."
"But... are we really going to make Yugo fight in his current state? He’s suffering so much because he doesn't even know who he is anymore."
Whether they wished for it or not, Lost and Drop would eventually make their move. A battle was unavoidable. Yet the companions were torn. Could they really ask the current Yugo to fight? He was drowning in a crisis of identity, suffering under the weight of his shattered sense of self. They wanted to give him time—time to rest, time to heal, and time to find the answers he so desperately needed. But they didn't know if they had the luxury of such time, or if he would ever truly recover.
Amidst the growing anxiety and guilt, Marcos spoke to the group.
"It will be fine. He’ll stand up again. He always has, hasn’t he?"
"You’re right... let’s have faith," someone else agreed. "Let’s believe in the Hero who has never stopped fighting to protect us."
There was still fear, but in every heart lived the memory of Yugo rising again and again, no matter how battered he became. They hoped that the answer Yugo sought might be found in the heat of battle. And so, they waited, steadfast in their belief in the Hero’s resurgence.