"Ha ha ha! Hahaha..................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... I've seen garbage crawling at the bottom for a long time, so I'm happy and expensive."
Gene said so, lifting his glasses tightly.
Even that trick is unpleasant for Flam.
"For genius to be a genius, I need a puller like you. I want you to suffer more seriously for me to shine."
"You nasty narcissist......!
"You're garbage everywhere because you deny self-love. If you can't love yourself, you won't be born a genius. If you're not as talented as I am, you're just a fool."
"Don't you just assume you're talented?
"Watch your language, Flam. Sweet. Why can't you see I'm keeping you alive? If you want to, you can kill him on this spot, okay?
Threatened to that extent, it couldn't have even worked on the flam now.
Then Negas, who was listening to such an exchange between the two,
"Guess..."
And throw up.
But Jean, who was scolded, rather fished out her mouth angle for fun and moved to her cell.
"If you think of someone, you're a toddler hobbyist demon. Looks like only one of us survived seriously, how are you feeling?
"Saila's still alive!
He just wants the right thing, and he doesn't know where Sarah is either.
It's just that the two of us ran away from Seleid, and only Negas got caught - just to know that fact.
"Ha ha, you don't deny your toddler hobbies! That's a devil's taste, you evil hobby!
"I don't want you to be the only one."
"I'm perfect. If it looks like a bad taste from around here, it's just that the guy's eyes are rotten."
Neigus couldn't say anything in disdain.
He could certainly be a genius.
Most of all, it doesn't mean "wizard," it means “self-loving” genius.
"Are we done talking nonsense? I'm not free, either. Let's get this job done."
Saying, Gene returns to the front of the flam again.
And I looked down at her, staring at herself, and narrowed my eyes.
"What are you going to do?
There is no answer.
When he tongues "chip," he squeezes his hand toward the flam in the cell.
He closed his eyes further and began to concentrate his magic on the palm of his hand.
It's a rare, nervous face for Gene to see how complicated magic is.
The swirling magic is all four attributes.
Flames, water, wind, soil - what can be done alone is known.
But if all attributes can be mixed and combined, there is no unmanipulatable natural law.
That was Gene's idea.
"Disturbance, Luther"
His unleashed magic is a collection of colorful mosaic plated particles.
It is as amorphous as a cloud, fluttering and approaching the flam.
"Are you going to kill me...?
"No, I wouldn't do anything meaningless."
She tried to pay the approaching particles by hand.
But then it slips through, and I can't even touch it.
Eventually, when it touches her head, it enters her brain through her skin and skull.
"Ha... ha...!
A disgusting feeling of something warm coming into you.
blinking of vision, intense tinnitus, loss of sense of equilibrium-
"Ugh, guh... ugh... beard, hiu... ugh!
When a headache with more nausea strikes, the flam lies unbearably.
And I groaned with my head.
"Fram!? Gene, you!
I don't see him, but he's clearly suffering.
Negas speaking out of concern, but it doesn't reach the flam.
"Shut up, you colored demon clan."
Gene observes Fram suffering with a serious look when he coldly adorns Neigus.
"Ahhh... ahhh, ahh! Ah! Ahhh! Ahhh!"
Regardless of Flam's will, there will be a meaningless voice.
If I had the equipment, I might have been able to stand it, but as an example, it's all taken away.
The flam is now in status 0.
"Ah, ahhh! Up, up, up, up, up, up, up, up, up, up!
Vision, hearing are disturbed, and at the same time the ability to think is reduced.
My tactile senses are messed up, and I don't even know if I'm sitting or falling.
Or is it floating - rather, it may be closest.
I am now suffering somewhere, nowhere, with my head stuck with a needle.
That is the closest description.
"Stop it, Gene, she's suffered enough already. Come on!
"Not yet, it's not enough. A useless scumbag looked big on the stage saying he was the same hero as me temporarily (...). I'll have to pay for it."
"What does the one who's been pulling on you look great!
"Abalone, dominated by lust, will never know my noble thoughts."
"I don't know what your thin thoughts are!
Negas and Gene arguing hard, but in the meantime Flam continued to suffer.
You can no longer even question 'why you are', but you just keep getting painful on your brain.
My head is messed up and I feel like I'm being rubbed like clay.
Saliva and diarrhea spill from the mouth.
You're lucky you were barely fed until you got here, the amount of solids is small.
But vomiting out all the contents of his stomach didn't go away, and he kept vomiting in the sky as he raised his voice.
"Well, don't screw it up, it's still a bummer"
Leaving that behind, Gene lightly leaves the dungeon.
"Wait, Gene!
Negas raised an angry voice, but he never stopped.
Flam lost his mind and seems to have been freed from suffering - but is it just for that reason that you say you showed up before her?
"What was that, he's... not the worst"
Neigus holding his head and keeping his back on the wall.
She is silent without a talker, and the dungeons are filled with silence.
◇ ◇ ◇
I didn't know how much time had passed because I didn't have a clock.
It felt like more than five hours had passed in Negas' physical sense - but by then, Flam had finally woken up.
He seems a little heavy on the head, but he doesn't seem to be any stranger to his body.
He also remembers interacting well with Gene, and doesn't seem to have been jerked off with his memory.
Still worried, Negas told Flam over and over again, "Are you okay?" "You mustn't force it," he called out.
In addition to such exchanges, the footsteps coming down the stairs again approached.
Now it's Diza.
Dressed in a swallow tail suit, he stood in front of Flam's cell, his left hand tummy, his right hand on his back, and carefully bowed his head.
"How are you in a good mood, Master Fram"
"Worst."
"Is it because you saw my face?"
"There's that too..."
It's also Gene's fault.
I thought Diza would know without daring to give her a name, and she didn't say it.
"I'm sorry I couldn't even prepare enough meals"
His expression was truly sad, and he said, 'I'm sorry I can't behave like a proud cook'.
There is no difference at all compared to before you were betrayed, and something called a person's emotions is going to be incredible.
"Mr. Deeza, what happened to Sheetum and Zeion!?
"Oh Neigus, you didn't tell him that. Zeion is still on the run, and if it's Seatum, it's in me."
"Medium...?
"I mean, you can think you're dead,"
Negas couldn't understand for a moment because it was too much to say.
Bite it down, chew it, swallow it, and finally grasp the meaning of the word.
"Seatum is... dead"
I thought that would happen.
I thought - still, I was still shocked when I could poke the facts in this way.
Even though Zeion survives, being on the run (...) also means being pursued.
If he's being tracked down by the Kimyras, it'll be hard for him to get away with it.
"I will not grieve"
"Why... Seatum is dead!? You've been with us the whole time, and you've been dealing with your family, Sheetum. Damn!
"Yeah, that's right"
"That's right, it's not! Don't you feel anything? My family is dead and I won't spill a single tear!?
"If you say you're not sad, you're lying... because this is also something you can't help but revive Master Origin (...) in short"
He was totally, severed.
I can see that from my voice.
But understanding doesn't make it possible to admit it.
Because such a thing, a normal demonic tribe, of course, was a feeling that humans could not understand.
"Mr. Deeza...... you must have taken care of Sheetum's mother or her grandmother!?
"Yeah, I appreciate you not only picking it up, but even educating me,"
"Don't you think anything of avenging your gratitude?
"I don't have a choice. Until I am about to do the right thing."
He was also very similar to Gene in that he couldn't make sense of anything he said.
Self-completing.
At first glance the communication also seems to be in place, but I guess not.
He moves only with his values and does not tolerate the values of others.
"Is that what brings Origin back to life? Such a thing..."
"Mr. Neigus, it's no use."
Still, Flam stopped Negas from biting.
"This guy doesn't change what he says. It's a different creature in the same shape as the Demons."
To the words, Diza gave a slightly surprising look.
"Thank you, Master Flam. Actually, I'm not a demon, I'm a demon and a human half. Nice to meet you."
"... no, that's not true. No matter which blood is mixed, it's gone... I'm saying it's a snoring, ugly monster."
"That sounds terrible."
He is laughing with pleasure.
Again, as Fram said, there seems to be no communication of will.
Negas understood that, too, and never spoke to Deeza any more.
"I wanted to say a few more last words to you, but that doesn't seem to come true either. So let's say it's time to go"
When he took the key out of his nostrils, he opened the cell.
Then he walks over to the flam inside and unties it with another key.
"Where are you going...?
anxiously looking up flam.
Diza told him where to go with a grin.
"To Master Origin"
◇ ◇ ◇
Diza walks in front of the flam and descends deep into the basement of Demon King's Castle.
There's nothing to restrain her.
I guess you're convinced you can't escape in your current state or something.
That was true of Flam himself.
You can't do such reckless things with a status of 0.
No matter how miserable the future lies ahead.
"Master Origin is ahead of us."
That said, he stopped his leg in front of the big door.
"First seal. It's a place where you can't enter except the Demon King, but I was the only one allowed to enter."
In the first place, only Seatum and Disa exist, such as humans who can loosen the seal of Origin.
But both of them were personable men who gained tremendous trust from the demons.
Or Diza might even have thought of "sayings” to keep her from losing her trust, even if she realized he was the one who loosened the seal.
"But don't worry, it's solved now. Nor does the first seal have the power to seal Master Origin's power. only to prohibit the entry of malicious third parties."
When Disa pressed with her hand, the door opened lightly with a noise of gi-.
Ahead, there is a wide space, lit in light and green in its entirety.
Flam was prompted by him and stepped into the room.
"Hih..."
Raise a caught voice.
Needless to say, the moment he saw it, Flam realized it was the body of the Origin.
It's a cylindrical space.
The floor is transparent and a green magic formation is floating there.
Apparently, the identity of the light illuminating the room was this formation.
And the room is extended downstairs, so deep that you can't see the bottom.
In other words, now it was at the top (...) where the flams stood.
But I don't care about that.
At least, it doesn't come into Flam's head right now.
It's right in front of you - filling the walls, countless human bodies too different.
It's like an insect specimen, it's like a hanging corpse.
The flesh of mortals and demons who have slowly lost power is affixed to the wall with some strange force.
That's no blank, surprised.
Regularly, neatly, it fills all the walls from the ceiling to Naruto.
The brain and brain were connected by red and black, dirty, metallic cables.
That's the Origin.
It connects thousands, tens of thousands of human beings to the human brain, forms spiral drawing circuits, and creates infinite energy.
The circuits, which were only a few at first, also continued to grow as they connected and assimilated new humans, leading to wielding power so far.
It's hard to believe at first sight, such as this is trying to destroy the world with will, but I can tell by the flam that has fought all along.
It's very simple and stays (...).
So this is the undisputed - the Origin.
"You don't have to be nervous, because Master Flam is going to make it easier."
Disa pushes Flam's back and moves him forward.
The powerless girlfriend can't resist, approaching the wall with a drawn look on her face.
"All humans die anyway. I think I'd rather be a part of the Origin."
No, that's not possible.
I wanted to say that, but Flam couldn't even speak up.
Like reading her emotions like that, a voice echoes directly into her brain.
"Welcome"
"Nice to finally meet you."
"Redemption"
"Let's Connect, Be One"
"I love you"
"Finally arrived"
It also sounds as if there are countless personalities, but they are all pointing in the same direction.
Take in the flam.
"Flipping is scary."
"But if you're one, you're more reliable."
You might need a little time to get along.
But that's what we need.
"Let's talk, let's talk, let's talk"
"Untie it, let it swallow."
Successive words fill Flam's brain.
Then the corpse hanging in front of him was disconnected and shifted slightly to the side.
The free space is just for one person.
"Come on."
Disa pushing her back.
"Come on."
Origins to call.
"No..."
Flam to refuse.
In her ear like that, Deaza whispers gently.
"Even though Master Milkit is dead, do you need to fight him or something?
"Ah..."
Drag out the despair that was hidden in fear.
Video to be played back.
Crushed ruins, mill kits that will never return.
Someone I like.
I thought I could fight everywhere for that kid.
But without her, I can't fight anymore.
There is no need to fight.
Then why...
"Even though the existence of Fram Apricot is worthless"
"But it's worth it here."
"If it's hard, be one and you'll forget it."
"Come, come"
"It feels so good."
Oh, still, I don't like it.
I don't like it.
The flam is the stain of this Origin being.
He says he wants peace and destroys the world, but that's a lie.
In the end, it's ego.
I just do what I want to do, the way I want to.
Those with power often do that.
They want to shield the good words they hear and claim that their desires are the right thing (...).
I hate it.
Disgusting.
I don't want to get close.
But - even if my heart refused, Flam was powerless.
"No, I am!
If only I had the strength, I'd smash an origin like this.
I betrayed everyone. Even though I'd punch Deaza in the face and bump her out.
Then Gene punches me too, and I want to tear that clear face to pieces.
How can all humans who harm others as they please be rewarded?
Do you abuse a person who deserves to be punished, who has lived normally at height, who wanted to live?
Wrong.
Wrong.
Is that what they are righteous?
Is it okay if they are the winners?
"It's too late, Fram."
Diza grabs Flam's chest for nothing, just saying.
And I forced that body against the wall.
"This is wrong! How can someone like you laugh and allow everyone to end up hurting you!
"What has power pays off, that is the truth of the world. It's the right ending, this is it."
Heads of men and women lined up next to each other.
Breaking through that skin, a cable of metal shows up.
"Something like that...... Huh!
The tip approached the flam and adhered to the lateral head.
"Ah."
Kachi.
On Flam's head, such a noise sounded.
It is a testament to the connection of the cable that penetrated the skin through the cranium and into the brain.
In other words, at this moment - the flam - it was assimilated to the origins.
"Ah................................................................................."
At the same time, something (...) poured into my head in large quantities and the link between my body and my brain was broken.
I can no longer speak or move my fingers.
"Congratulations, Master Flam, and Master Origin. This brings the days of long and hard battles to an end."
Patsy, Patsy, and Diza applauded elegantly.
As long as you can take in the power of the inverted attributes of the flam, you no longer have anything to fear from the origins.
Full peace is brought to this world by the hand of God.
Whatever it is, it can't be taken in right away.
First assimilate the consciousness and flesh of the flam and make it part of the origins.
At that time, only the part that commands the attribute must be isolated.
The concept of attribute does not exist in old mankind, beginning with Origin Lerners, who became Origin's ancestors.
In other words, isolation of attributes would have been easy if we had found the difference between the structures of old and present humanity.
"Now, if you'll excuse me, I will bring Cyril."
That's what Deaza said and bowed her head, but no reply.
I got the flam and couldn't afford to worry about him to the floating origins.
Now I just want to get the power of inversion as soon as possible to eliminate the "fear of death” that disrupts complete assimilation.
And now it's time to bring peace to the world.
……
Nod, silent flam.
The open eyes stare vaguely at the magical formation that rises on the transparent floor.
Bright green light.
Her throat trembles as she reacts to that glare.
"... ooh"
From its half-opened mouth, a faint voice leaked.
"Hmm?"
Diza stops and looks back.
I felt like I heard something in the tranquil origins.
But that can't be right.
Because once assimilated, there is no return of will to that human flesh.
The remaining flesh is a tank that stores energy, as well as a path that connects circuits.
But there is no further use.
No matter, I never moved or spoke up.
Diza trying to turn her back on Flam again.
"......"
Shortly before her appearance disappeared from that vision, he heard it again.
And at the same time, I witness my fingertips move tightly.
I thought it was an illusion.
But when that goes hand in hand with hallucinations, you can't be unsuspecting.
"No way, I thought you still had your personality..."
The flam did connect.
And it became part of the Origin.
That should be no doubt from the voices of the Origins that can be heard.
Then what is this phenomenon?
Suspicious Diza scans the flam.
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Fram Apricot
Attribute: Flip
Muscle Strength: 18674
Magic: 17099
Health: 18362
Agility: 17276
Sense: 18337
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Original names and meaningless numerals and character lines should be displayed in their original sight.
"Is...?
Diza, who never loses her chill, is stunned.
Do I still see myself hallucinating?
I wanted to think so.
Flam Apricot should have had a status of 0 because of the side effects of the reverse attribute.
That's the same thing with gear on.
Her own status fluctuated only once, when the magic of status decline was cast by Seatum.
Then what the hell is the phenomenon happening in front of him now?
Numbers continue to rise, even while Disa is bewildered.
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Fram Apricot
Attribute: Flip
Muscle strength: 22411
Magic Power: 22673
Health: 22498
Agility: 22275
Sense: 22813
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Fast as a joke, it runs up to a number that's not funny.
How good would it have been if I had been hallucinating?
"What is this..."
Confused, accelerating heart sounds.
That feeling tells Diza that it's not a dream or an illusion.
I don't know what's causing this, but I'm pretty sure something's wrong.
"O, Master Origin! Disconnect now!
Disa screaming in haste.
But it does not seem necessary.
When Flam grabbed the cable with his own hand, he pulled it off forcefully.
And stare at Diza standing in front of herself.
"Come on!"
Feeling a sense of crisis at the intense intent to kill that could be directed at him, he put his hands together to immediately activate the magic.
But that's a mistake.
For Flam today, this degree of distance, etc., is equal to zero.
I started preparing to activate the magic, at that moment - her fist, which should have stayed away, was already in front of me.
"Something like this, there can't be"
Such Disa's thoughts will never be worded.
"Heb!?
The fist, which he slammed in with all his might, pierced the middle of his face.
A face whose nose breaks, falls, and never collapses, is forcefully, forcefully and forcefully destroyed.
Its unruly power is goofy at the same time as a hit! and enough to tremble the ambient air.
It will be thanks to the power of Origin that the flesh did not have to be shattered on the spot.
But even with that power, we cannot take the full blow of Flam.
"What the fuck!?
Diza's body is blown away and slammed against the wall.
The impact blew some of the origins away, and the bulging stone walls receded like craters.
"Ha... ha..."
Shaking off his fist, Flam stares at his fist as he breathes with his shoulders.
"Ha... I... eh"
I punched Diza, confirming the feel of that fist.
"Still... alive...!
And I was convinced that my own life was still here.
As the undisputed “Flam Apricot” without mental contamination by Origin.
"No, idiot... na"
Meanwhile, Diza, stuck on the wall, was bewildered by unexpected circumstances as she fell and bled out of her broken nose.
Why is the flam that should have connected alive?
Why does such a force reside in the flam that should have connected?
I have no idea why.
Origin said he should have had the measures in place to counteract the inversion.
Thoughts don't come together as well as thinking about the cause because of the damage to the head.
There's only one thing that's clear:
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Fram Apricot
Attribute: Flip
Muscle Strength: 28547
Magic: 28319
Health: 28991
Agility: 27046
Sense: 27643
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- In a swinging consciousness, it was just a line of nightmarish numbers, which he saw in his sumptuous vision.