Unsurprisingly, the Churches of Light, Darkness, and Frost had, before he even realized it, become places Kanzaki Rei frequented regularly.
He had originally been worried about not having enough storage containers—but after a trip to the Frost Church, that concern was effortlessly resolved. As expected of a church that specialized in storage, their containers were top-tier.
As for the domain of the Luck Church—it was completely deserted. It seemed everyone had already evacuated.
Still, they had left a few things behind.
One of them was a "Compass Needle."
No matter what, the needle always pointed in a fixed direction.
Through "Hidden Origin," the item's description was revealed:
It always pointed toward the World Center Tree.
The War Church still maintained a foothold on the Takuo Continent.
Kanzaki Rei paid them a visit as well—and "helped safeguard" their possessions.
Every action he took matched his foresight perfectly.
At most, there were differences of a few seconds here and there.
Absolute precision down to the exact second? That was impossible.
Even something as simple as travel introduced variation—his thoughts during movement would differ from what he had previously simulated.
What he had already thought through during foresight wouldn't be repeated again in reality.
And in truth, reality had already diverged.
This time, Kanzaki Rei first dealt with the heretical cults in the Inner World, gaining an additional 24 hours of foresight and a noticeable boost in strength.
By 3:00 AM, he had already "secured" everything from every major church.
After completing everything, Kanzaki Rei arrived at the shores of the Takuo Continent.
He turned back and looked behind him.
A faint sense of melancholy stirred within him.
"…Sigh."
The act itself had been simple.
And he had plenty of reasons to justify it.
But once everything was done…
A different feeling surfaced.
He knew they were going to die.
That was why he took their treasures—to prevent them from being lost in the destruction.
But…
He also had the option to warn them.
He knew their lives were nearing their end.
And yet, he simply watched coldly, focusing only on maximizing his own benefit.
It felt… cold.
The sea breeze was frigid.
A full moon hung in the sky like a perfect disc.
Kanzaki Rei gazed upward, a trace of confusion surfacing in his eyes.
"But what else am I supposed to do?"
"When the light of foresight reveals the abyss of despair, the separation of loved ones, and unstoppable calamity… the path of the seer is destined to be lonely."
The words from his original class advancement prayer resurfaced in his mind.
"Am I supposed to save everyone?"
He let out a self-deprecating chuckle.
"I don't even know them."
"And I'm no savior. What could I possibly do to save the Secret Sea?"
He placed a hand over his chest.
The end was coming.
Everyone's death was approaching.
And yet—no one knew.
The pilgrims, the tourists, the residents of the City of Peace…
Their faces were filled with calm, with joy, with smiles.
Newcomers marveled at the grandeur of the city.
Lights filled every home.
But all of it would vanish in a single day.
What he had seen today—what he had done—
Left him with a deep sense of dissonance.
"…Sigh."
Anyone who witnessed peace and beauty on the verge of destruction would feel something.
His emotions were tangled.
"If I didn't know any of this… I wouldn't be thinking so much."
The more he knew, the heavier it weighed on him.
"But trying to save everything you see—that's arrogance."
He shook his head.
"I can't do more right now. Surviving comes first."
His body vanished.
He reappeared above the surface of the sea—
The Secret Sea.
In a previous foresight simulation, Kanzaki Rei had attempted to sacrifice it.
At the time, he had already fought Kyoya and uncovered many of his hidden contingencies.
Afterward, he came here—
And sacrificed all the souls he possessed in one go.
After the sacrifice—
The entire Secret Sea underwent a bizarre transformation.
The water became thick.
Dark.
Countless whirlpools formed.
1.5 trillion souls.
No matter how you looked at it—that was an enormous number.
Even the ritual for Pure White Descent required only 100 billion souls.
The sea grew so dense that even sight couldn't penetrate it.
Even perception was blocked.
Yet his perception was special—nothing could obstruct it.
Through it, he sensed—
More and more oceanic monsters rising.
These creatures were no longer weak Tier 3 or Tier 4 beings.
Everywhere—
Tier 5.
Tier 6.
And even—
Tier 7 monsters roamed the depths.
Deep within the abyss, there was something else.
Something incomprehensibly vast.
Something terrifying.
An indescribable presence that radiated pure danger.
After staring into the abyss for a moment—
Kanzaki Rei made his decision.
He dove straight in.
The moment he entered the water—
He turned to look back upward.
The surface was gone.
In every direction—
Only endless darkness remained.
He tried ascending.
Blinking upward.
Accelerating at full speed.
But—
There was no end.
He had only just entered the water.
He should have been less than ten meters from the surface.
And yet now—
No matter what he did—
He could not return.
His perception picked up monsters swimming nearby.
But none of them attacked him.
It was as if they simply ignored his existence.
Kanzaki Rei raised a hand.
A beam of light and lightning tore through the sea!
Instantly killing a massive Tier 5 Calamity-class monster—
Armored Shell Whale.
Its enormous corpse sank downward.
He tossed out a few cheap items.
Monster bones.
They sank as well.
Gravity still existed.
Downward.
So this place still had an "up" and "down."
With that confirmed—
He chose to continue descending.
Two hours passed.
During that time, he encountered several Tier 7 monsters.
At that level…
Classification itself became meaningless.
Previously, monsters were ranked based on suppression level—
How much destruction they could cause even when resisted by a standard party.
But now?
What even counted as a "standard" Tier 7 adventurer?
The classification system no longer applied.
He had considered testing whether he could kill a Tier 7 monster.
But after glancing at the abyss below—
He decided against it.
There would be more opportunities.
If he fought now and died—
This entire foresight run would be wasted.
He continued descending.
Then—
"Divine · Hidden Origin" activated.
[Oceanic Nest — Abyss Layer 2]
Oceanic Nest?
Did that mean—
This entire Secret Sea was actually a monster nest?
Before he could process further—
His perception caught sight of it.
A massive eye.
A tremor ran through his mind.
[Time of Death: 19,999 years]
What… was that?
Something incomprehensible.
Merely looking at it flooded his mind with knowledge he couldn't understand.
Then—
He opened his eyes again.
Two hands lifted him up.
"Dear, look—it's our son."
"Our son."
…What?
Where the hell am I now?
Kanzaki Rei felt the mark of reincarnation activate within him.
So…
Foresight could even simulate life after death?
Unfortunately—
The simulation only lasted 24 hours.
As a newborn infant, not yet classed—
Even knowing he had reincarnated, he could do nothing.
The simulation ended.
His consciousness returned.
3:00 AM.
Standing once more above the calm surface of the Secret Sea—
It now felt even more mysterious.
Best not to recklessly sacrifice things to it again.
A lifespan of 19,999 years…
What kind of monster was that?
If the Secret Sea was destined for destruction—
How could that thing survive?
"…This world really is full of mysteries."
The more he foresaw—
The more he realized how little he truly knew.
March 4th — 3:00 PM.
Kanzaki Rei arrived at the Western Sun Continent.
A land dominated by warrior-class nations.
The people here radiated vitality and passion.
And yet—
Their time of death was also only one month away.
The martial techniques here were far more advanced.
Staff Arts.
Barehand Combat.
Blade Techniques.
All had evolved into superior forms.
Compared to the Ruilun Continent—
They were on an entirely different level.
If warriors from Ruijia fought those from Western Sun—
They would be utterly crushed.
So different continents developed skills differently.
Environment shaped strength.
He should have traveled sooner.
He copied their most powerful techniques—
National secrets.
"Solar Blazing Flow""Layered Water Rock Flow""Counterflow Stop Technique""War God Secret Art: Halt — Instantly stop any martial technique mid-execution."
All of them were exceptional.
Even compared to his Firmament Flow, they were not inferior.
"If these are lost… that would be a shame."
He stayed on the continent for a day.
Until March 6th.
From leaving Takuo until now—
He had completed four foresight runs.
One for Western Sun.
One for his next destination—Tarabella.
One for March 31st.
On that day—
He was no longer on the Ruilun Continent.
Instead—
He appeared in the Moon Sea.
A vast ocean with no land in sight.
He flew for 24 hours—
And reached nothing.
The fourth foresight—
March 25th.
Izparut decided to kill An Zheng ahead of schedule.
On that day—
Teleportation light covered the entire continent.
The whole of Ruilun—
Was relocated.
Everything had changed drastically.
The future was becoming chaotic.
The more he knew—
The more uncertainty grew.
March 7th.
He arrived at Tarabella.
A desert continent filled with ancient ruins.
Many still unexplored.
Its nations had risen through relics.
It was said to be the richest continent.
March 9th.
He left—with their treasures.
March 11th.
He returned to Loren.
Home.
"Master, you've returned."
A maid approached gracefully.
Kanzaki Rei nodded.
"Mm."
"Lady Kumironi came to visit yesterday. She's been looking for you."
Kumironi…
"I see."
He vanished.
Reappearing inside the Life Church.
The once lively hall was now quiet.
Heavy.
"Kanzaki Rei…"
Kumironi looked at him.
He scanned the area.
Many unfamiliar faces.
But not truly unfamiliar—
He had seen them in foresight.
Figures gathered around him.
A tall, muscular man spoke:
"So you're the Seer of this generation?"
"I am."
"You said the Secret Sea will be destroyed."
"The matter has been reported. But no diviner—none—has foreseen such an event."
"A catastrophe of that scale would shake fate itself."
"And yet, no one has seen it."
"So tell me—"
"Why are you so certain?"
"What proof do you have?"
"This is serious. Spreading panic in the name of prophecy is a crime."
Kanzaki Rei met his gaze calmly.
He had never personally witnessed the destruction.
Every time—
He left before it happened.
But all signs pointed to one conclusion.
Every continent except Ruilun and Tengge—
Had populations with exactly one month left.
Deaths aligned to the millisecond.
What else could it be?
He spoke:
"Lemis."
"If you don't believe me—go to Tengge."
"Main city. Lozhuo Street 44."
"A repair shop."
"The mechanic there—Romodo. Real name: Mokri."
"He is a Tier 1 Doomsday Seer."
"Take him. Take the Doomsday Language beneath Loren."
"Tell King Tenge about the 'End.'"
"They will confirm it."
Lemis frowned.
"You expect us to abduct someone based on a prophecy?"
"Your words aren't convincing."
Kanzaki Rei sighed.
Then spoke calmly:
"Your father was a farmer on Smir Island."
"Your mother, a healer in Qiulin."
"You have a wife. Married ten years."
"You cheated five years ago."
"Then again last year."
"And again a month ago."
"Both women are pregnant."
Silence.
"Your class—Tier 7 Savage Warrior."
"Skills: Life Release, Life Pierce, Growth Release, Berserk Vitality."
"Founder of the Wild Berserker Style."
The room froze.
"Uncle Lemis," Kanzaki Rei said softly,
"Is my prophecy accurate?"