Anime Girls are Moist

Chapter 1164 1,163: Uta's Virtual Space!

The assistant's eyes had gone red with panic.

Her voice trembled, on the verge of tears.

"But Uta! If you fall asleep, your power will stop working! You're already at your limit! We have to stop!"

"Stop?"

Uta smiled, but there was a trace of grim resolve in that smile.

She pulled a jet-black mushroom covered in strange patterns from her pocket.

It was the legendary Wake-Shroom.

"I'm not stopping."

"As long as I eat this, I won't have to sleep."

"I'll stay with everyone forever. I'll protect this Uta World forever."

The assistant's face turned deathly pale.

She grabbed Uta's hand and shook her head desperately.

"No! Uta, absolutely not! The Wake-Shroom is highly poisonous! If you eat it, it'll kill you! You'll die!"

"So what if I die?"

Uta's voice was terrifyingly calm, but her eyes burned with fanatic light.

"If I can trade my life for everlasting peace for the whole world, then it's worth it. I'll make this world remain in its happiest moment forever."

She shook off the assistant's hand.

Holding the Wake-Shroom between her fingers,

she slowly brought it toward her lips.

Just as her fingertips were about to touch them,

the space around her twisted slightly.

A lazy male voice suddenly rang out,

clear in her ears.

"Is throwing your life away for that kind of hollow peace really worth it?"

Uta's body tensed instantly.

She spun around and stared at the man who had suddenly appeared in the middle of the stage.

Her eyes were full of shock and wariness.

Instinctively, she took a step back and hid the Wake-Shroom behind her.

"Who are you? How are you here?"

"My power should've pulled everyone on this island into Uta World! Why weren't you affected?"

Rei Ao leaned against the railing of the stage.

His hands were in his pockets, and a playful smile curved at his lips.

His gaze drifted to the Wake-Shroom hidden behind her back.

"Who I am doesn't matter."

"What matters is this: do you really think eating that thing will bring peace to the world?"

"Of course I do!"

Uta's voice suddenly rose.

Her eyes were full of anger and defiance.

She clenched the Wake-Shroom in her hand.

"In my Uta World, there's no war, no killing, no poverty, and no separation!"

"Everyone can live together in happiness forever!"

"That's what real peace is! That's the life everyone in the world truly wants!"

Rage was blazing in her heart.

Who was this man?

Why was he unaffected by her power?

Was he sent by the Marines?

Was he here to ruin her plan?

No. Absolutely not.

She had prepared for this for so long. She had given up so much for it.

She would never allow anyone to destroy it.

She had to let everyone live in the happy world of Uta World.

She had to make her dream come true.

Rei Ao let out a soft, mocking laugh.

He raised a hand.

A pale blue screen of light appeared in front of Uta out of thin air.

The screen slowly lit up

and began to show scenes from the future.

In the vision, Uta ate the Wake-Shroom.

Relying on the drug's power, she sang like mad.

More and more people were pulled into Uta World.

More than half the world's population became trapped in her virtual illusion.

But what came next was not the peace she had imagined.

It was a Buster Call from the Marines.

Ten elite Marine warships surrounded Elegia.

Countless cannon shells rained down from the sky.

The entire island was swallowed by a sea of fire.

Those slumbering fans,

still trapped in their dreams,

didn't even get a chance to resist.

They were blown to pieces in their sleep.

Blood stained the entire island red.

Then the scene changed.

Red-Haired Shanks arrived aboard the Red Force.

To protect Uta, he led the Red Hair Pirates into battle against Marine Headquarters.

Amid the endless bombardment,

Shanks took a fatal blow for her and was gravely wounded, half his body soaked in blood.

In the final scene,

Uta's body finally gave out from the poison of the Wake-Shroom, and she died from complete exhaustion.

What she saw in her final moments

was Elegia consumed entirely by war,

the corpses of countless dead fans,

and the peaceful world she had longed for turning completely into dust.

And when the people, freed from the grip of her power,

awakened from the illusion,

what awaited them was utter ruin and grief.

Instead of peace, the whole world fell into even greater chaos and war.

Uta stared at the images on the screen.

Her face grew paler and paler.

Her body trembled uncontrollably.

The Wake-Shroom slipped from her hand with a soft thud and rolled far across the floor.

She kept shaking her head.

Her eyes filled with tears.

Her voice trembled, thick with sobs and disbelief.

"No... that's impossible! It can't be real! My Uta World was supposed to bring happiness! How could this happen? How could it turn out like this?"

It felt as if her heart had been smashed by a giant hammer.

The obsession she had clung to for so many years,

the dream she had given everything for,

collapsed in that instant, shattered beyond repair.

She had thought she was saving the world.

She had thought she was bringing happiness to everyone.

But in the end, what she had brought

was an even greater disaster.

The fans who trusted her, who loved her,

the people she had desperately wanted to protect—

because of her, they had ended up with nothing left but death.

The peace she had believed in

was nothing more than a fantasy she had forced onto the world.

A complete and total catastrophe.

Rei Ao looked at her crouched on the ground in despair.

His tone was calm, but every word struck like a blade.

"The peace you talk about is nothing more than an excuse to run from reality."

"Trapping everyone in a fake illusion—how is that any different from turning them into walking corpses?"

"Real peace has never meant closing your eyes and pretending suffering doesn't exist."

"It means facing reality head-on, shattering the rules that create suffering, and making it possible for everyone to live openly and honestly in the real world—and greet each new sunrise with a smile."

Uta crouched there on the floor, clutching her head in both hands, her shoulders shaking nonstop.

Tears streamed down her cheeks in heavy drops, splashing onto the stage beneath her.

She had fallen into endless confusion.

Her dream was wrong.

Her plan was wrong.

Everything she had done was wrong.

Then what meaning was there in her life now?

What was she supposed to do?