Do You Think Someone Like You Can Defeat the Demon King?

My body is pounding like a rusty doll.

Something important is cracking and the contents are leaking out.

I don't know where something spilled out went, even as I did with it.

Because of that, as soon as I distracted myself from where I was, I almost forgot.

However, although it is a fragment, it is not likely to break at any given time, and there were a few things that were clear.

Maybe it was engraved on your soul.

Even if the flam is no longer a flam, it will remain there forever.

People's, smile.

Even if you are gone, you can form Flam Apricot by connecting those shards to each other.

So much so, I wasn't afraid.

(... sorry, that's a lie)

Strength.

Scary.

You can't be afraid of yourself breaking even though you're freaked out by the act of going down the stairs exploring with your feet in the dark.

Various anxieties are swirling in my head.

Can I really defeat Origin?

Can I really live and go home under the mill kit?

Will Milkit live properly when he returns?

Even if she was alive, the family wants to tell her she's safe.

No, in the first place - if I went back, what would happen to my body?

"Me, how many times are you gonna repeat that?"

The self-questioning emitted with bitter laughter echoes, resounding in the dark.

How many times have I repeated it, I don't get tired of it - I don't come to a satisfactory conclusion.

And it was always the result of 'Real Heroes Are Awesome After All' that we would eventually get there.

They didn't hesitate.

Gadio, Linus, and Jean for once.

Not like that, I'm not going to be.

Continue to drown discontent until the end.

Most of all - even if it were, if it were a normal person, my heart would be broken before I got here.

But I can't afford to be so objective with Flam right now.

A moment later, after the battle was over, I said, 'Oh, maybe I'm amazing...?' You might think, 'but you don't even know if those days are coming in the first place.

So she didn't stop underestimating 'I'm not a hero, I'm just pretending to be that' until the end.

And the flam reaches the end point.

Lightly enough to clap out, Origin, who was so loud in the middle of the battle with Cyril, put him in that room without ever talking to me.

Beyond the door is a sight as disgusting as ever.

Light and green illuminated room.

Translucent floor.

From the ceiling, all the way to the far back of the floor, a human body stunning against the wall.

As he stepped in there, his eyes stared at the flam at the same time.

"Hello, Mr. Origin. I never wanted to see you again, if I could."

That's not how it works.

Nevertheless, it is the person who has been planted with various traumas so far, even if the answer is no, the expression is stronger.

"I'm here to kill you today, and you won't defy me?

circular room, walking towards its center, Flam asks.

I didn't expect a response, but he reacted to discipline.

"Meaningless."

"Whatever you did, you'd be“ flipped ”and powerless."

"It can only be over now."

"Think it's a bad dream."

I gave up, is that it?

Surely Cyril had that much power.

Besides, they don't have a lot of fighting power in the Origin itself.

So you go out of your way to shake the spirit of others and use the revolving hand of empowering and using them.

Speaking of means of direct interference, is it enough to pollute the brain to disrupt the target and self-destruct him, as he did to Wang Du?

But that doesn't work for Flam opponents right now either.

As Origin put it, it is Othi who is “inverted” and dismissed.

"It's disgusting that you're too discerning"

But it's better than being defied senselessly.

Flam pulls out the god eater as he approaches his body sticking to the wall directly in front of him.

"Kill him."

"I don't want to die"

"Help."

"It's Too Early To Be Over"

"For peace in the world"

The wobbly origins.

What you're saying is splendidly fragmented.

Faced with death, the unity of the collective consciousness seems to be loosening even further.

Flam stops walking on the lid and opens his mouth with his eyes in front of him.

"The personalities of all kinds are gathered, huh? After all, I didn't know because I wasn't connected, but what's that like? That doesn't mean opinions are going to fall apart, does it? But the fact that I can't hear you moaning about being part of the Origin, I guess the root part is the same - but I think it's connected to the center of Origin's will."

An image of a nucleus in the center and countless personalities growing from it.

That's what's in Flam's head, it was the outline of Origin.

But the other person answers nothing to her words.

It doesn't change, it just mourns its own death, accepts it, and utters utterly irrelevant words.

"Well, no, you can break it anyway."

'Are you sure that's all right?

Some of the origins speak to the flam.

"If you destroy us, you may never see your people again."

It's - one of the Origin branch leaves that preceded death and led to the conclusion that “persuade the flam” to avoid it.

The original personality must have been probably a calm and settled man with a severed head.

But that, too, would ruin everything if it was connected to the Origin.

Because he's, like, oblivious to the “emotions of people” thing.

"Ha... what are you talking about, you made me do that"

'If you promise not to harm us, we will not touch you either'

"Are you serious?

'I'm afraid to die. I don't want to disappear. Please, help us. "

A weak voice.

I guess that's more of a word out of fear of death from the root part than an individual will-.

Being human, is normal because it is a human collective in itself, but I feel it again.

He said he was alive.

"I don't want to disappear"

"I still have something left to do."

"Even you should be."

"We'll compromise too."

"Turn around here and we'll guarantee a peaceful routine"

Indeed - indeed, it was an uncomfortable begging for life.

"Do what's convenient! Those who had so far died because of Origin would have asked for help in the same words. But then you saved one of them!? You're not, are you? Instead of saving him, didn't you dare kill him in agony in an evil hobby way and laugh when you saw him!?

Flam that doesn't even give you room for objection and keeps the words going early on Yagi.

I don't even have to ask.

In fact, that's how she's seen people die, because she's seen it with her own eyes.

"I'll tell you what, it's not just me, a sense of purpose or anything, because I didn't just come here for the others. Well, I hate to not be able to see everyone, but I don't want to, and I don't want to, but I really want to get away with it! I have a good reason to just bust you myself! That's how much you'll know, because you're the perpetrator!

Without the power of soul eating or divine eating, the flam is so minced.

On the contrary, dozens of dead wounds have been inflicted because of Origin.

"So smash it. An ugly lump of desire, like you, so I don't have to live in a world where I'm trying!

Move forward step by step with strong, clear words.

Approaching the origins that snapped against the walls.

"To have a real, peaceful, nothing day! Milkit and, in that city, to live at will!

The days I wanted are right there.

Just a little more, a little more, so tell yourself that the limit is close.

"Origin, the god of things - I'll skin you with that makeup. Huh!

Get there.

And I set up a god eater.

And then I need that blade.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

All you have to do is pierce the human body that makes up the origins.

"Flip it. Wow!

The inversion begins.

Origin's “consciousness” clockwise through the connected brain and brain begins to reflux.

The silence of the moment.

Only for a moment the anxiety of 'Maybe nothing will happen' crossed Flam's back of his brain, but soon the change began.

No vessel is provided that accepts the negative energy generated.

The human body (cell) that makes up the origins also dries and squeezes like old in an instant so that the core whose contents have been reversed rotates by inversion destroys itself.

When the skin became even lighter and darker, it decayed and collapsed.

The cord that connects the flesh to each other also becomes like carbide, powdered and scattered by a swirling wind.

A body that loses what it supports falls off the wall without waiting to decay, is beaten to the floor by a becca, and instantly rots and turns into a semi-liquid.

It was the power of Origin that kept the human body as a human body for thousands of years.

The same phenomenon is happening under the translucent floor.

Their voices were heard in the flam, which stood at the heart of the collapsing Origin.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!

That's not grief, it's joy.

"Finally, finally."

"It was a long dream"

Some shake their voices.

"I got me back."

"Finally, I can die as a person"

And some shall be relieved.

Everyone, without exception, waited for the end.

They were also the victims of the capture.

Now it's clear.

Again - Origin's malignancy is not due to connected humans.

The fact that you are saying the words "finally” or “finally” must have been a nightmare for them, too, in those days of brutally continuing to kill humans and demons.

Whose fault (...) did this happen when he said that it was originally a dream facility that would infinitely grace humanity?

(The answer is, it's right there)

In front of the flam, there was a black hole.

At first it was something small about my fingertips, but it grows bigger as I look around.

Gene was talking about a hole leading to another world.

It sucks in surrounding objects indiscriminately each time it expands.

I guess Flam will eventually be swallowed up beyond that darkness.

It's horrible knowing there's a way home.

Cold sweat wets my back.

But that's not all negative energy runoff stays.

Destroying all the origins, they now began to affect even the cellar ceilings and walls.

The range of damage has spread at an accelerating rate.

Soon, it will extend to the ground.

Would the Eternas have escaped safely?

There's nothing Flam can do about it now.

I want to believe you're on the run, not doing anything ridiculous about waiting until you're critical.

Anyway, if you touch negative energy, everyone will be unable to move.

Why have the human bodies that make up the origins decayed just by touching negative energy?

Why has it become like powder to walls and ceilings?

The way it works is, simply put, "status has gone negative."

Energy is not destroying itself.

They destroy themselves without losing their power from all matter and not being able to maintain their existence just by touching them.

That is, holes drilled forward are the result of the world's self-destruction.

Sooner or later it will be blocked by the world's self-renewal power, but that is also impossible unless the swirling negative energy disappears.

Decaying corpses and rubbled walls are sucked in.

I should step in from myself because they swallow me anyway - but I couldn't get through it and I was enduring it with both legs, Flam.

But I can't help but say I was doing that.

Exhaling loudly, he stared straight into the hole.

Looks like you've consolidated your readiness.

(You'd rather go yourself than be swallowed, wouldn't you?)

The same was true when I first gripped the soul eater.

If there's nothing you can do about it, you better make your own choices - tell yourself.

"I'm coming"

I'm not here. Turn to her and tell her so.

And Fram's body - disappeared beyond the “black” without light.

◇ ◇ ◇

"Welcome, my lord"

Milkit holds both hands and squeals so as to pray.

At the end of his gaze, there was a small but clear view of the anomalies that would occur in the far away Seleid.

Goowo - and sounds similar to the ringing of the ground.

Outside the settlement, demons and ink were also gathered, all looking in the same direction worried.

"Eterna, I wonder if you're okay"

"It's okay."

"So!

"I'll be right back, because..."

The only thing left on that scene is the flam.

Touch your lips with your fingers.

I still remember clearly the feeling of the swear kiss.

While it's still there, I guess, I can still stand it.

"Milkit, you know something?

"... no. Anyway, Eterna and the others should be back soon, so I think Ink can wait in peace"

"Wow, okay. If that's what Milkit says."

Feeling convinced by Milkit's words, Ink decided to believe her words.

But on the other hand, 'Milkit knows what it is' - that conviction was also to be deepened.

But if the Eternas come back, we'll know everything.

◇ ◇ ◇

And the Eternas of the day - stopped, collapsed, and stared at the swallowed streets a little further away from Seleid.

"Flam......"

Cyril brings tears to my eyes.

Eterna also stands up with a strange look.

The demons, on the other hand, view the sight from a different perspective than humans.

"Our homeland... disappears..."

……

A sad sheetum, Zeion held silently.

I was born in this city more than fifty years ago and have always grown up in this city.

An important home filled with memories will be broken without a trace.

It's not like I haven't shown Fram myself.

But it would be helpless to feel lonely like tightening your chest.

"Is Negas okay?

Saila asks her lover, who stares at her with a calm expression.

Then Neigus looked at her and replied with a smile.

"For a moment, I wondered if that city was also a“ curse ”for the Demons."

"Curse, Sooka"

"Yes, the power of Fram must have unleashed us from the shackles of the Origin."

The commandments of the devil tribe, which forbid human interaction, also existed because Origin was there.

The place where they live and their connections to others have always tied the Demons together.

But not from now on.

They finally got true freedom.

"We must also work hard to be greeted with our breasts up"

Eterna reaches out to Sereid.

I'm not there anymore. To her, as I call her.

"... Fram, because I'm waiting in that house"

◇ ◇ ◇

So black that you're going to lose sight of who you are.

I don't even know up, down, left, or right, and Flam holds his knees and floats puffy in that space.

No, maybe it's on the ground there for a second.

It's possible he's lying and sleeping, and it's possible he's sitting.

But none of that.

Or any of them.

A space of nothingness, which can be interpreted no matter what.

Close your eyes, open them, nothing will change.

Being so bored, Hugh and Fram remembered talking to Gene on the eve of the showdown.

It was clearly painful to talk face to face with the person who tried to kill me.

Gene was also dissatisfied with why I have to talk to incompetent people like you on an equal footing, but for each other's sake, we had no choice.

I didn't want any hassle foreshadowing or anything, so Fram asked frankly.

"What would you do if you were an Origin?

I felt that Gene and Origin were somewhat alike.

So by asking him that, I thought I could read Origin's thoughts.

Regardless, Gene was outraged.

I hate Origin so much that I want to use my life to erase it.

There's no way I'm not mad at you for being identified with something like that.

But because he hates it, he had to work with Flam.

Anyway, the answer I gave after thinking about "what would I do if I were you" was “I would survive anyway”.

"Let's assume that Origin was a genius of the same level as me. That would, at the very least, try to secure only my own interests, even if I could not fully achieve my purpose '

"Profit?"

"You can call it a wish"

"Sure, it's a joke wish to erase creatures from the world and bring peace"

"If there's a hole in the world, we've talked about you flying into another world."

'Yeah, I heard. I don't even know how many years it's gonna take to get back.'

"It's probably an empty space where no other organism exists. At least I know that's the place."

'So... you're saying that maybe if we go there, Origin's wish will come true?

'His aim is to make the world peaceful, you won't be content if you're the only one at peace. But I think you're superior to what you got after your defeat. "

In other words, destroying the body of the Origin leaves a large book behind.

Then if we don't destroy him, we won't have completely erased the Origin.

But before that - he asks Flam with a calm look.

"Do you think there exists a single will to bind the Origin?

This hypothesis presupposes its existence.

Flam answers instantly.

'I think so.' Cause collecting the consciousness of all sorts of people together wouldn't be such an evil hobby. '

"Humans are ugly, it can be enough"

I think it might be possible to look at Gene.

"You want to be killed?

'If you can. Besides, even I don't deny the possibility that humans have naturally become such a hobby because I don't think they're beautiful creatures, do I? But I don't think there's any part of it that can explain the shaping of the monster or the way it's done.'

'Is that all this is about?

"And then... when Wang Du went to tears because of Origin, you felt like you saw the memory of me, someone who wasn't sure who Origin Lerners was."

"Origin Lerners......"

Gene puts his hand on his chin and thinks in.

"I don't mean, it's a collective consciousness, but isn't it strange at a time when you're using one name," Origin ”?

"Well, you can feel all that arrogance in your words and deeds."

"So you look like Gene."

When Fram held his finger against him, he snapped it on the back of his hand and glanced at her.

"You're shallow."

"So what's the difference?

And Gene is good at catching the corner of his mouth, saying it off.

"I'm up to my limits."

If he had been an incompetent genius, trying to defeat Cyril on his own, he would have failed.

Sure, Gene was.

That's why I fully accomplished my purpose.

Origin, on the other hand - and the black that was filling the world suddenly came to an end when Flam tried to reflect further on the past.

At the same time, consciousness is cut off.

Now “white” fills the world.

Open your eyes.

There is light.

But nothing else.

As I stretched my legs, my soles hit somewhere like the ground.

Stand up.

Does standing mean that gravity exists?

Does being able to breathe mean that oxygen is present?

Everything is ambiguous, but whatever it is, at least it seems to be a space where the flam can live.

"This is the other world..."

So Fram realized.

That no equipment exists in your hands and feet.

All I have is worn out clothes.

Whether you think about it or pray for it, your hands and armor don't even show up to devour God.

"I've been boycotted because I've been overused?

"Oh, my God," Fram said with a bitter laugh.

Perhaps this world is not connected to that space where epic equipment is stored.

In short, the support is not applicable.

"Hmm. Unfortunately, I can accomplish my purpose..."

Flam was optimistic as he was left flying to a place he couldn't figure out how.

It's not like her at all.

But there's a good reason for that.

At the end of Flam's gaze, the man who stares at her, standing on both feet in the same way - that if you see him like that, anyone will be in a good mood.

"Why... why are you here..."

A man with glasses who holds his fist and trembles his voice.

Long dark hair for a man, a face that looks neat but has a bad personality.

I thought it was similar - but I didn't expect this to even match the guy's appearance.

For a moment, could it have been a previous life?

"I should have been the only one who could get in here!

The trinket roughs up his voice.

Flam laughed and called his name.

"Hello, Mr. Origin Lerners. I'm sorry your dream didn't come true."

"Give me my name...!?

"When you attacked Wang Capital, you kept your memories very public. Is that the reaction? Maybe you used extra force to break through the inversion and even saw what you shouldn't see with it? Well, if this is how you stay in the same place, and nobody interrupts you, maybe you can hit me."

Fist gripping flam.

Origin sweats on her forehead, lagging behind.

"Flam Apricot...... no way, you, I meant this from the start!

"Yes, it wasn't the destruction of the Origin, but the ultimate goal was to defeat someone at its root."

I didn't know exactly who it was.

"I'll make sure. You're the one who made that origin, okay?

"Exactly. I am the developer and ancestor of Origin. To Japan - no, it is Origin Lerners, the best engineer and praised genius in the world."

In that rhetoric, I feel even more like Gene, and I laugh bitterly, Flam.

"I was the core and I kept supporting Origin."

"Oh well. Then it was your hobby, after all, to use it on people's consciences or turn everyone into an ugly monster."

"Then what happened?

Something invisible plucked Flam's cheek as he stuck his hand forward.

Now that there is no god eating, the wounds are not healed.

She touches the spilled blood with her fingertips and makes sure.

"You didn't see it, did you? I've thought about the possibility that someone might get in the way. That's why I transferred some of my powers to my body just before Origin was destroyed. Well, even partially, the force generated by that device is directly (...). It doesn't compare to the core."

Flam uses a scan to see Origin's status.

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Origin Lerners

Attribute: None

Muscle Strength: 259281

Magic: 281234

Health: 239021

Agility: 221232

Sense: 227453

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Indeed, there was an extraordinary line of numbers there.

But the attribute is "nil".

It should be, too, because he was a man of a time when magic still didn't exist.

But what hurt Flam's cheek earlier is definitely magic.

"The attack just unleashed the magic in me. It's an awkward thing that can't even be called magic. But that alone can produce more power than a brave man using the power of the core"

Amazing.

From what I've seen, I don't seem to have taken it seriously yet, and it's going to blow up as easily as the worn out flam is right now.

"That was a pleasure, Fram Apricot. I'll compliment you for predicting my plan, but that's it. Don't make this peaceful world any more filthy than I wanted it to be!

Now put your hands forward and eject a wave of magic.

It's not the same size that I only had earlier at my fingertips.

A force big enough to swallow Flam's body lightly looms upon her, and...

"Riversal"

Just before it hit, it disappeared without a trace.

There is no movement in the flam.

I just said, "Riversal."

……

Origins that hang necks.

"You took it off? Then do it again!"

Magic to be unleashed again.

Then it disappeared just before it hit the flam, as if the same time had been repeated again.

"Flam Apricot...... what did you do? It's not the“ power of the spiral. "It's just a chunk (...), so to speak, using the energy created by Origin, and even if it flips, it wants to turn it off easily!

Before he shows his impatience, Flam just stands with a cool face.

Feeling spare from her expression, Origin sticks her hands forward again to crush it with force.

And - Do-doo! and even more powerful, the recoil unleashed such magic that the body lagged behind.

Before the overwhelming power of extinction if touched, Flam still doesn't even try to avoid it.

Instead, I even smile at my mouth and spin the words.

"Riversal"

Also vanished.

It's just magic, with the power to cross Cyrillic satellites.

It doesn't move one fingertip, just the mouth disappears, etc.

"Impossible"

Voices and clenched fists tremble.

That's a word you shouldn't say if you're going to name a genius.

But that's what I had to say.

Theoretically, however you think about it, it's an impossible phenomenon.

Whether inverted, received or disoriented, some claw marks remain on the flam.

It was supposed to be magic with all that power.

"Impossible, impossible, impossible!

Don't, don't, don't!

Magic cannon released continuously.

Everything accurately captured the flam from the front, and all of it - just before the hit, disappeared.

"It's 280,000 magic, right? It's much higher than Cyril!? And yet, what is this? Ha!

No matter how many shots you fire, or how many dozens you release, the fact remains the same.

All of that is erased by the “inversion” of the flam.

For the first time since Origin came here, she scanned for Flam's status.

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Fram Apricot

Attribute: Flip

Muscle Strength: 1123512

Magic: 1082445

Health: 1025123

Agility: 1126718

Sense: 1085626

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"... what?

Origin's throat, unconscious, spoken naturally like that.

I don't know what that means.

I don't understand.

A sentiment unfamiliar to the genius, so the confusion would have been far greater than that of a normal human being.

"Hiku...... mann?

An uninterrupted number that makes it silly to boast of one's abilities.

Rub your eyes and check again but the reality remains the same.

"Ugh, it's a lie, something like this is set to lie! There's no point in just sticking numbers. Adults, die under my power!

The dogmatization of repeated attacks.

Flam laughs and says off again.

"Vanish (Riversal)"

The reason of the world followed her.

The magic of disappearing origins.

Ignore even reason, it will have no trace and will cease to exist anywhere in the world.

"Nah... what the... what the heck is the power!

A sweat floating from a man's forehead clasps his temples and cheeks, falling from his chin.

He's so small that I don't think he was calling himself God.

But there's no other way.

This is an overwhelming difference to be made.

"What the hell would this happen if I inverted it!?

I don't even need to hide it.

I just figured it out, there's nothing I can do.

So Fram said the answer lightly.

I flipped "Yes” to “No”.

To that word, Origin's brain processing power crossed the limits.

……

Silence.

Forget to blink or even breathe, and don't let it be slight, as if it only stopped when it was Origin.

A few seconds later, when his soul was finally back, he said, shaking his head.

"Ba... it's ridiculous. Such a thing, a power that must not be!

"Save it for yourself?

"I...?

It's time for answers.

If he is smart, he should be able to understand everything with that word of Fram alone.

"Oh...... well, that's what (...) is happening again! Say when you connect to the Origin, and you always do! So the demonic realm that was supposed to disappear...!

"I think you're safe. I knew I was going to ask."

Nothing, I didn't design it for it from the beginning.

But I didn't actively try to stop the flam because the "hole in the world” that occurs when the Origin collapses was supposed to be wider.

That's enough to swallow the entire demonic realm.

"The damage should remain to the extent that Sereid is swallowed at best. Other energy..."

"You took the majority of it into your own body..."

Flam nodded.

Now the source of her power is clear, but from what I've figured out, nothing changes.

Instead, it became clear that it was not just a strain, and deeper despair wrapped the origins.

"Oh my God... at least I was going to erase just the demons in order to purify and make the world a little more peaceful...! At the end of the sentence, I didn't even know I was going to break my peace!

His thoughts remain unchanged throughout this period.

Flam watched the foolish man who kept claiming that life other than his own was unnecessary with such cold eyes that he could even feel the intention to kill.

"Gene, in style, I wonder if 'don't think you can beat humanity'. Humans in this case, including demons, mean something."

"Dude, don't be ridiculous, I don't care how arrogant you get!

Origin is probably, seriously angry.

I feel “unreasonable” from the bottom of my heart that I could not destroy the Demon Clan or that I was destroyed by the Flam by the Origin of the device.

Otherwise, the word arrogance and so forth would not appear here.

"Always the same with this guy! Nobody understands what I think! As long as there are people in the world, they keep fighting! There's no peace born! You made the origins and said the energy problem was solved, didn't you? The garbage worms are flocking around trying to monopolize it with us! They're all ugly, dirty chunks of meat! I only move for my own benefit! Then we shouldn't exterminate it! Any creature who has the will is a parasite nesting on a star! Even you are, if that's all you have, go back to your old world and kill them right now! But you're not gonna do it!? No matter how far I show the right path, I will not obey. That is proof that you are a parasite, nothing else!

Origins that move their hands and represent their emotions, whilst provoking hatred.

No longer, Flam was the limit.

"Bugs destroy the future that I draw in the midst of bugs, and so on and so forth -"

"Ha... pepper, pepper, shut up"

"Hagiu!?

Flam, who instantly approached Origin's nostrils, grabbed its chest.

And stare at it at close range.

"So? So? What do you want to do with a dope genius who boils that human ugliness until it runs out of moisture? You think you can convince me with all that nonsense?

"Don't you see... there's a stupid little girl who grows as much power as she gets...!

"I'm not growing, I'm pretty! Abandoned by anyone because of their rotten personality, because they miss you, you push that crazy idea to others for a bullshit quote!

"I don't understand. I push my emotions, so people fight..."

"Say something that sounds great and wind up in smoke. Ahhh!

The fist swung through Origin's cheek.

Though modest to the point of not dying, its body blows up hundreds of meters and rolls around as its guts pop out with centrifugal force.

Flam followed him slowly blown away.

And finally stops and grabs his chest again lying on the ground.

The face, which should have been strengthened by the force given by the origins, was distorted and blood was flowing from the broken nose.

But conscious.

"It's barbaric... with people like this, the world is..."

"The world sounds like the right word if you turn up the subject appropriately!

"Wouldn't people repeat their mistakes because they're just people who can't have broad vision!

"In your case, heh!

Flam's knee plunges into Origin's belly.

"From the lonely self. Huh!

The right fist plays the left cheek,

"You're just doing it to turn away. Huh!

My left fist completely snapped my nose.

Now they didn't blow it up - no, the flam didn't.

Origin stares at her with her murderous caged eyes, while holding her face down.

"An unrecognized woman living in a delayed civilization hears the windy mouth she finds out!

From his palm, the magic of the shotgun was unleashed.

"It doesn't matter what time it is! The world doesn't matter! This is a personality issue for an individual named Origin Lerners!

It disappears like a bubble when the flam waves.

But it was no more than a curse.

"I don't know. No matter how powerful, without wisdom!

Acceleration using magic instead of boost.

To that extent, he called it "wisdom."

Such a childish attack that you're likely to laugh.

Flam laughed at the little fool for not covering it up and "ha," and didn't even slam his rolled out fist off.

I'm going to take it face-to-face.

"I got it!

Origins rejoicing with an inverted voice.

And my fist touched my skin, and before he could be sure of that feeling - the flam disappeared from my sight.

No, that's not accurate.

Origin is back in position before launching the attack.

"Huh..."

Towards the bewildered Origin, Fram tells.

"Why (...)? I inverted the flow of time."

I mean - they rewound the time.

That absurd fact was too much to frenzy Origin.

"Heh, I'm kidding. Ahh!

It no longer seems to shake and intends to unleash its own magic on the flam.

Countless colorless spheres float around him as well as his palms.

Every one of them is a tremendous magic with just the power to wipe out the king's capital.

A little bit, if you hit it, it could be dangerous even in the flam right now.

However, if I hit it (...) I'm talking about it.

"Be There Wasn't (Riversal)"

Everything is ruined with one word of hers.

As Flam said, the magic trigger itself - inverted to yes or no - led to no.

"Not yet, my magic is still..."

Well, let's just say we didn't have magic.

"Nah... no, no... no, whoa, whoa!

"Disappear (Riversal)"

Flam puts his hands together.

From the Origin's body, the magic on the status is extinguished.

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Origin Lerners

Attribute: None

Muscle Strength: 259281

Magic: 0

Health: 239021

Agility: 221232

Sense: 227453

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It was immediately reflected as a number.

No longer can the Origin use magic.

He, too, must have felt that magic could have been lost from his own body.

"Ahhh... ahhh..."

kneeling and raising his voice in sadness.

Seeing him like that didn't give Fram any sympathy or anything.

Instead, he thinks' it's not enough '.

What to the point where the magic is gone?

I'm not talking about what's missing because hundreds of millions of people lost their lives because of this man.

"What can I do...... what can I do?

Flam approaches Origin one step at a time, blue-faced and bumpy.

I waved my arms loose, I rang my fingers, and furthermore -

"Oh, I can do it."

Stick your hand in a hole in the space and drag something out of it.

A red pattern, a black sword spanning two meters, and an aura of wrapped curses.

God-eating.

"I knew everyone wanted revenge on him, too."

Ohhhhhh - and the blade of pitch black whispers.

Before Origin, he seems happy.

"Hih-no!

He couldn't stand the force and ran out with his back turned.

Flam puts his hands in front of him.

"Don't Miss (Riversal)"

Her magic once again turns to nothing.

Take away from Origin's flesh - strength, agility and muscle strength.

"Oh yeah, at this point, so I get the other parts I don't want. Gone (Riversal)"

Then further (...), she erased even the only remaining sensation.

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Origin Lerners

Attribute: None

Muscle strength: 0

Magic: 0

Health: 0

Agility: 0

Sense: 0

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Now he is no longer less than the previous Flam.

The leg I was trying to run away from is twisted, I fall off my face, and I don't even move forward at all to crawl forward with my two hands.

Besides, he was out of breath with just a few movements, and his body had stopped moving properly.

The same was true when Cyril - the decrease in status has a greater impact than the increase in status.

Perhaps right now, Origin feels as though she's been restrained all over her body.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh!

In remorse, he makes a squeezed scream.

Still don't give up running away.

The trick was so unpleasant that he was desperate to move forward, and Fram put his hand in front of him again.

Disappeared - hands and feet.

The arms and legs themselves are left behind and only the hands and feet are extinguished as if they had been severed.

"Oh, ha, ha, wow! Ha, no... no, no, no!

Ugly, too ugly.

I even feel pity when I wonder if I or my loved ones have ever been tormented by such an ugly man.

When Fram approached Origin, who moves jittery like a bug, he stabbed the god eater first (...) into his right arm.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Dirty screams sound.

Red blood runs out of the wound, and furthermore the area rots and turns brown.

"Ahhh, ahhh, it hurts, it hurts. No, no, no!

In fact, it's not just the wounds, it's even the pain caused by the curse that flows into your brain, no doubt it hurts.

But - the pain, though he has inflicted on others, is only a few billions.

Flam pulls out his sword and now pierces his right leg.

"Damn, ahhhhh!

Pull it out, on your left foot.

Extract further, on the left arm.

Instead of amputating his limbs, he cleaved them to open the contents.

Behind the tightly open red wound, you can see the bones.

"Ahhh, hi no... yu, yuuji...! No... no... seriously, no, no! Apologize. Apologize!

"Apologize? What?

"Ah, it was an attempt to destroy that world, humans and demons! I'm sorry, it was a mistake. Ah!

Gilli, and Fram's toothpick rang.

She always thought Gene and Origin were somewhere alike.

That's why I thought Gene hated him because he hated him.

But it wasn't.

I see. Sure, you don't like Gene.

He would never try to admit that he would apologize here, etc., and that he was wrong.

Leaving that good and bad aside, I can't feel this man - a firm will to penetrate to the end.

After all, “world peace” is just a big name.

Perhaps the real reason is human disbelief or something like that.

In fact, if you talk about it, it's obvious why you weren't trusted by the people around you, etc., but I guess he didn't admit it with a lot of pride.

And he pushed all the blame on everyone but himself, creating that Origin, trying to destroy the world once and twice.

It took billions of people's lives.

Childrens, Reaches, Foyer, Wellsey, Hellman, Gadio, Linus, Maria, Gene, they were all killed - by that nasty self-esteem.

"... Ha, ha..."

Flam to silently put his hands on his body.

And close your eyes like you're looking for something.

That's something she knows well too, so she didn't need as much time to find it.

"Disappear (Riversal)"

From the palm of your hand, pour in magic.

"Ugh... Ugh... what, you turned it off? What more can you take from me?

There's still enough rot to take what you can.

Fram chose, among other things, perhaps the most important one as a person.

"Death."

"Shh...?

"I took death from you. Look, you said earlier you didn't want to die, right? That's why I kept you from dying. Congratulations on immortality."

Origin's eyes are opened.

That's not kindness or anything.

You don't die, you don't die.

And she rises and shakes up the divine eater.

"Ya... stop... eh... stop. Yeah. eh!

Zuch! And the belly of the blade is slapped and the Origin's spine breaks.

The meat and organs crumble and can bounce from the inside of the body as a result of being compressed.

"Oh, thank you, but... Bibi, heh..."

Origin, whose bowels popped out of his lateral abdomen, also suffers constantly from his breath.

But I won't die.

"Ahhh! Oh, ahhh!

Flam slaps the god eater again.

Now I crushed my right leg.

Like a frog crushed by a carriage, meat snaps to the ground.

"Yikes, Yikes... Yikes, Yikes... Yikes, Yikes, Yikes...!

Tap.

My right arm is crushed.

Tap.

My left leg is crushed.

Tap.

My left arm is crushed.

Tap.

I crushed my shoulders, pierced my heart, drilled holes in my lungs, skewered all over my body.

Still, he won't die.

"Ahhh... ahhh... hih..."

Origin stripped her white eyes and tried to pass out.

"You can't let go of consciousness."

"Ahhh... ahhh!

Consciousness awakens.

From the origins, the notion of “stun” disappears.

"Damn... ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha..."

Now, laugh like crazy.

Flam put his hands together.

"You're Not Mad (Riversal)"

The concept of madness disappears.

Forced, drawn back to sanity.

"Ahhh! Ah, ahhh! Wow. Ahhh!

Scream again.

Scream, desperately twist a body that doesn't move properly, and endure the pain.

Still, it should be noted that Flam waved his sword at him, and kept taking it.

It takes away the concepts of “imagination” and “sleep” and blocks every escape route.

Regardless, it also sealed "habits” and “shifts in perception” of pain.

Origin, who no longer lost everything but pain, summons.

"Also, already... too much, eh... ah. Jiuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu... ahhhhh! Atonement, Tsugu! That's it, that's terrible, I... Huh!

When Flam crouches in, he grabs his hair and lifts his only safe head.

And stared with hateful eyes at close range, and said away.

"Reflect, you don't."

If you have regretted your deeds at all, words like those of earlier should not appear.

He will not be punished.

From the roots, it's unsaveable evil.

Repeat the same thing again, if you will.

Always betray the kindness of others.

Even pity is pointless to him, even a fragment.

"Hang in there... I'm sorry..."

"People who really reflect don't say it's 'reflective'"

"I did... duh... to..."

"I mean..."

In Origin's eyes there is a mockery of Fram's demons.

"Because I reflected, what?

Overwhelming disconnection.

He doesn't understand people's minds. He didn't realize it until now.

From the beginning, there's no point in exchanging words.

"It doesn't matter how good or how bad you are."

People seem to calm down the other way when their anger gets too high.

"You killed people, you killed more than you could count"

Similar to the usual flam, but only slightly lower, she tells.

"My loved ones are dead too."

The voice adds a little weight and sounds Origin.

It sounds so strong and deep that it's going to spit out its messed up guts.

"Those who survive are suffering, too. I suffered, too."

As I spoke to him, it seems that Fram's feelings have calmed down a little.

Below the tolerance, the unusual (...) serenity of being beyond, therefore, is lost, and an unusual roughness returns to the expression and the narrative.

"Then no matter what kind of person you are, there's no other way than to do this!

As it is, Origin's body can be thrown high.

Draw parabola in the air, during which the flam breathes heavily in.

And where nature has fallen - the fist has been slapped in.

"Riversalu!"

At the same time, it instills magic.

Causeless, indelible, pure pain was born in the origins (...).

If you can change yes to no, you can also change yes to no.

It is no longer the very realm of God he once aspired to - but Fram, as only a man, fulfils that vengeance.

The blowing origins can no longer even speak to the intense pain of unexplained cause that the brain is about to burst.

He opens his eyes, dyes his face bright red, and puffs his mouth open and close with blood vessels on his temples.

"Death is so lifelike for you!

Flam leads the way and pierces with deity eating.

Magic is also infused and further pain is born in the origins.

No longer an unprocessable amount in the human brain, but insane, unable to pass out, he has no choice but to take it decently.

"Thousands of years!

Beating the blade to the ground, a worn out body of Origin was thrown out.

Rolled. Standing on it, piercing the tip of the sword.

"Even tens of thousands of years!

Stab continuously.

Gucha, gucha, and the black blade repeats the drawing motion over and over while making a meat hicker mesh sound.

The tangled blood pulls the thread, and the man's flesh loses its shape as a person.

"Even hundreds of millions of years!

More piercing, also the magic of inversion that is poured.

It inflicted new suffering as well as inverting the inside and outside of Origin's body.

Same as when you slaughtered Dayne.

The skin opens, the ribs are broken but reversed, and the already deformed guts are exposed to the air.

"In more painful pain than death!

Still, Origin doesn't die.

I can't die, so whenever my body is destroyed, I just have to keep suffering.

He had stripped his white eyes and was blowing bubbles from the edge of his mouth, but still he was sane and his consciousness remained awake.

"Never!

Swing the god eater down on your body.

Guccu, and the flesh splashes.

"Never over!

It's not enough, no matter how much you suffer, it's not enough.

Still - we have to end it.

"No interruption!

The last time I was crushing that hateful face, I also shredded my throat so that I could never speak out again.

Now all that's left of him - is the brain that exists to lose your prized imagination and just to feel the pain.

"Suffer, go on. Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Blades that can be tapped to the ground.

A plana in it explodes, and a storm rolls in.

It's the Chi Sword Storm (Plana Storm) released by Flam today, which would be powerful enough to change the terrain lightly if used on the ground.

That is not to destroy, but to go far - far beyond sight, to blow the fruits of the Origin.

(I want to be... I want to be, no, no, no, no! This... I, the genius... my end that has gone up to God... this is so, so serious... ahhhhh!

He keeps cursing, even as he gets flown.

Again, I'm not reflecting or anything, that's just my mouth.

In the future, as long as he is him, he will continue to resent the pain and the flam that gave it as' unreasonable '.

(Then now make something that goes beyond the origins, true, ooh... true, peace... yes, blueprints in your head... think... oh, what is this... oh, make... can't, can't... head up, can't imagine! You're a genius, what, you only have pain in your head! All I've got is pain! Is this going to last forever? This, hell...... I don't like it, I don't like it. Ahhhhhhhhhh!

A moment later, if one day he switched hearts after that pain, there may be times when someone who comes to this world can help at random.

But - unless you're crazy and your personality changes, you don't correct that sexual root.

And he can't go crazy.

I mean, forever, nothing will ever change.

As Fram said, hundreds of millions, or billions of years, a little bit, trillions of years... in this world of no one, nothing, you continue to suffer without being saved.

"... over"

When the appearance became invisible, the power fell out of the look of the flam, which was distorted by hatred.

"Finally...... Done"

When I feel it, I can lose power from my body as well.

I almost collapsed, but I managed with both legs.

The battle is over, but there is still work to be done.

Flam stuck his hand in the pocket of his trousers, which was left to spice.

There was a handmade hairpin in there that Milkit gave me when I lived in Wang Du's house.

One day they tried to take it off in battle, but they always carried it as a amulet.

What has remained unbroken until today is no longer what we call a miracle.

"Mill kit......"

Now it was the only thing that existed as a form that connected Fram to her.

Grasp it and pray hard.

'It's just luck when you can come back, there's no point in praying,' Gene said, but Flam doesn't think so.

Prayer makes sense.

Thoughts help.

Gravity, which cannot be explained by theory, draws us - believe that, hold the sword.

"Create a presence from nothing, with this power..."

The look on Flam's face makes me nervous.

I swallowed my saliva and my throat moved.

Both hands holding the pattern are also seeping in sweat.

"Open the world, Reversal."

The tip slit the membrane.

Beyond the open wound, there continues to be black out of light.

In the first place, there's no guarantee that it's connected to the original world.

I'll be right back.

There's no point in doubting.

Believing without thinking deeply, Flam stepped out.

Immediately after, the entrance is blocked and she is also wrapped in complete black.

In the darkness where I even feel vague about my existence, I often close my eyes and wait for time to pass.

And a while later, she lifted her eyelids when she felt signs.

Over there, I see light.

Slightly, I felt like I could hear people too.

And the light eventually enveloped the flam.

◇ ◇ ◇

In strange streets, she stepped down.

The sky is blue, clear with no clouds.

The announcement, presumably using wind magic, echoes the cheers of those who rock the ground from a remote location.

Far from the gap in the building, I saw an iron car running on the rail.

The building itself, which is lined up, is also somewhat higher than what Fram knows.

I can see improvements in building technology.

As he stood flat, his uncle, who wanted to go through, called out to her.

"Hey, hero print (...) lady. It's a festival, so it's a temperamental cosplay, is it an undead monster?

That's what I said and laughed at Niyaniya, and he left.

"Yee-yum? Cosplay?"

Unfamiliar words are arranged, more confusing flams.

My heart squeals.

What city is this in the world, years after that - anxiety in her heart, she walked away.