Extra's POV: My Obsessive Villainous Fiancee Is The Game's Final Boss-Chapter 450: I Am Inevitable

"Hello, Ren."

Ren’s head snapped to the side at the sound of the voice, the last flickers of light from the vanished world still fading around him.

There was only an endless amount of stars around him, stretching across a black ocean.

His golden aura flickered around him, sustaining him in the absence of air.

A shimmer of white mist gathered before him, then parted.

A figure stepped out of it, looking graceful, and with a veil covering her face.

The folds of her clothes swayed like smoke, her outline faint at the edges, as if the universe itself couldn’t decide whether to remember her or not.

"The Forgotten," Ren breathed, his voice low and rough.

She inclined her head. "Yes."

"What happened?" Ren demanded harshly. "Where’s Lilith? Where’s Thorn? Carthage! Everything. Where are they?"

The Forgotten’s veil rippled. "Gone."

The single word landed like a blow.

Ren’s breath hitched. "Gone?"

"I erased the world," she said softly. "Everything in it. Every mountain, every city, every soul, folded into nothingness. Removed from time, from space, from memory."

Ren’s fists clenched. "You... what?"

"I had to," she said simply. "The world had become a weapon. Yggdrasil was bound to it. Rooted through every living thing."

"As long as the world existed, he could draw from it. Every breath, every heartbeat, every spark of life fed him. To fight him there would have been to feed him with every attack you made."

She turned her head slightly. "So I took the world away. It cannot be used against us anymore."

Ren stared at her, the silence heavy between them. His eyes burned gold, his aura flaring. "You erased Lilith. You erased my family."

The Forgotten met his gaze without flinching. "I removed them from this battlefield. From existence, yes, but only for now."

Ren’s voice shook. "I’ll kill you!"

She raised a hand immediately, eyes widening. "Listen before you destroy me. I can restore them."

Ren froze, breathing hard.

"I can bring them all back," she said quietly. "Lilith. Thorn. Your family. The world itself."

"I did not end them, Ren Ross. I set them aside. Suspended them beyond reach, beyond danger. When Yggdrasil dies, I can return them exactly as they were. Every blade of grass, and every soul in it."

Ren’s rage calmed. Confusion, pain, and relief warred in his eyes. "You can do that?"

She nodded once. "All I did was remove the world as a potential weapon. I’ve weakened Yggdrasil enough. All that’s left now is to kill him."

As if summoned by the word, the stars shifted.

A shadow moved across them, blotting entire constellations from view.

Ren turned, his pulse spiking.

Something vast and luminous streaked towards them through the void.

Its form was vaguely human, but far too perfect, with bark, flame, and starlight bound into a single being.

Its eyes were made of burning gold, rippling with awareness.

"Yggdrasil," Ren whispered.

The Forgotten took a step back, her voice calm despite the enormity approaching. "He’s coming. For the harvest of your world. And you’re the one that can stop him."

The godlike being stopped a hundred meters away, its golden eyes narrowing, and its body shrinking into something less enormous.

"And here we meet. Terrence Ross." Yggdrasil said, its voice rumbling across the void of space. "The soul I stole. Standing against me."

"And now a child of flame." It drifted closer. "You should not exist."

Ren raised his hand, fire igniting along his palm. "Neither should you."

"I’m no anomaly." Yggdrasil smiled, the expression carrying no joy. "I am inevitable."

He moved.

The void tore open behind him as he streaked forward.

Ren barely raised his arm before Yggdrasil’s fist hit him square in the chest.

The impact sent him flying through the void, crashing through a wave of starlight that disintegrated around him.

He spun in the air, stopping himself with a small burst of fire. His chest had been blown open by the attack, and the only thing that had kept him alive was the Primordial Flame.

It healed the damage immediately it was done, and he was still alive. Barely.

Yggdrasil’s voice echoed. "You cannot defeat me, mortal. Your strength comes from the same world I have already consumed."

Ren roared and surged back, his aura flaring like a newborn star. He swung, his fist colliding with Yggdrasil’s jaw.

The god barely moved.

Ren followed up with another punch, amplified by the Primordial Flame.

The blow landed hard, tearing a chunk of barklike armor from Yggdrasil’s chest. Beneath it was blinding light, pulsing like a heart.

Yggdrasil looked down at the mark, then back at him. "Impressive. The Blurred Man trained you well."

Ren didn’t answer. Instead, he attacked.

Yggdrasil chuckled, slapping aside his attacks like they were nothing.

Ren kept attacking, Unfettered Enhancement and the Primordial Flame strengthening him with each second that passed, but he still never managed to land a single hit.

Then Yggdrasil raised both hands.

Vines of radiant energy burst from his back, whipping through space. They tried to wrap around Ren, constricting him.

Ren yelled, breaking free with a surge of golden fire, but Yggdrasil’s follow-up came instantly. A backhand that sent him flying.

Ren coughed, before stopping his flight, specks of his blood floating weightlessly around him.

"You’re fighting a losing battle," Yggdrasil said. "You cannot win. Surrender the Forgotten to me, and I will make your end merciful. Let me finish the harvest."

Ren wiped the blood from his lips.

"If you want her," he lifted his head, "you’ll have to go through me."

Yggdrasil tilted his head. "You would die for her?"

"I would die so that the world can be saved," Ren said. "So that my child can be born."

His voice hardened. "I’d die a thousand times before I let you have her."

Yggdrasil’s smile vanished. "Then die once more."

He blurred forward again, faster this time.

Ren barely blocked the attack, sending a shockwave of force through the air.

He pulled his fist back, pulling on the Primordial Flame, and punched.

Yggdrasil zipped to the side, retaliating with a spike of wood.

Ren snapped his fingers, his flames surging up in a shield to burn the wood before they could get to him. He then sent a column of fire towards Yggdrasil, who wreathed his hands in more vines, slapping the attack to the side.

Ren surged forward, fire blooming to life in his palms, He fought with everything he had.

And with every move of Yggdrasil’s, he learned and adapted, his Enhancement growing.

The Primordial Flame burned hotter, merging with his soul energy until every breath he took was filled with the potent energy he needed to kill Yggdrasil.

But Yggdrasil wasn’t a fool.

Whenever Ren tried to draw more power, to siphon the soul energy from within, Yggdrasil extended a hand.

Unavoidable waves of energy rippled out from him, and every time they touched Ren, they disrupted the fire within him, shaking the Primordial Flame and soul energy apart.

Ren gritted his teeth at the interference. "You... can’t... stop... me!"

Yggdrasil landed another blow, eviscerating Ren from the chest down. He was sent flying, Primordial Flame healing the damage.

"You misunderstand," Yggdrasil said calmly as he floated after Ren. "This is not about stopping you. It is about showing you that you cannot stop the inevitable."

Ren slowed his spin, hovering to a stop, breathing heavily.

He darted forward again, throwing punches, his fists covered in the Flames.

The longer he went on, the more his attacks began to hit their mark, but Yggdrasil wasn’t fazed, its vines coiling to deflect, and its bark sealing every wound in seconds.

"You’re strong," Yggdrasil said almost kindly. "Stronger than I expected. But at the end of the day, you’re mortal"

Then, it moved.

Ren didn’t even see the attack. The only thing he felt was the aftermath.

Pain exploded through his body. His right arm vanished, and his shoulder disintegrated under the sheer force of Yggdrasil’s punch.

He screamed, his body consumed with pain. This attack was different from the other ones. Yggdrasil was finally using its inner energy.

Yggdrasil floated closer, its voice calm.

"There," it said softly. "One limb at a time. You will understand what futility feels like."