Hermit Wizard

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There was silence on the table until the Old Testament brought out new teapots and glasses and turned them to each other. I heard the sound of the forest breathing on the static. A small noise where the wind and the branches touch each other. Apparently, it's a tranquil landscape, but I feel the tension of tightening my breath here.

Until just now, there was no smell, but the sky was tinged with orange. The twilight hits the edge of the cloud and breaks. The day set in this space seemed much shorter than that on Earth. The purple glow of the Old Testament's eyes was reflected by the sun and shimmered in a complex color.

She recommended a new car of concern.

“Don't hesitate and try it. It smells a little different, doesn't it? Once you stay in your mouth, you will be satisfied. ”

At the same time, it stimulates my tongue and conveys a message.

There's no reason to hesitate. From the moment I reveal your identity, the monsters will restrain you. Why don't you listen to me gently? The pioneers won't notice anything and will send you back to its original dimension. You don't have to worry about the revenge of these tentacles. By the time they notice the cause, the world will be ruined enough to push the blade of vengeance at you. And in the end, it will perish. How could those who perished hurt you?

I thought, rolling in a sip of tea.

Yes, this is a matter of no hesitation.

From the beginning, I had no intention of conforming to this threat.

It seems like the moment I lost consciousness that the Old Testament looked through the memory and language in my head. From the moment I noticed that the Savior was talking in my head, I was protecting my mind. My body, which had barely recovered from the brain, was also sensitive to it. I rolled my head, taking care not to let thoughts other than those deliberately revealed.

Her reasoning is all based on unproven hypotheses. It is unclear what consequences my coercive actions will bring to me. You want me to just beat Kilgenia Frost? I can't guarantee that the mad god will send me back, and I have forgotten the explanation of why his actions led to the destruction of the pioneering world, and I am too positive to guarantee that even if they do, I will be safe.

I have no reason to trust the Savior before my eyes. However, I was very impressed by this opportunity to see what pioneers could do. Put everything else aside, can't the people who lock me up before the end of the world be harmed?

Even Imere, who had not surpassed the Savior at the age of civilization, succeeded in evacuating the parasite in the collapse of the world. It was a desperate battle without accepting destruction. How about a pioneer?

Again, I emphasize that the pioneer population I understand is in fact an absolute one who surpasses the Savior. Do I need to throw a reason to hate me on purpose to an absolute invisible adversary?

Her intimidation was not even worth reconsidering. My body is now cooling down for another reason.

‘The nucleus of the world. ’

The words spoken by the Old Testament did not leave his head. If that is true, many things are explained.

Thought flowed at the same speed as lightning. The triangular storm looked at me and said that the nucleus and soul of the world were combined. But she said, 'The nucleus of the world is attached to your soul.’ I didn't say. Instead, you are the nucleus of the world. ’I said. If what she says is true, it means that my soul and nucleus are already one individual.

The savior smiled, looking at my hardened face.

“You have a bad face. Does this car suck? ”

Spread your expressions.That's good. I've closed my mind. But your memory's already gone through everything. In the coveted realm of the world, the remnants of the 'Black Fortune Keeper’ cry out to you. The Earth can't grow. I believe the Earth lacks the nucleus of the world. That's why the savior was looking for you all his life. We need a nucleus to grow the world.

I drank another sip of tea without making up my mind. It leads to speculation.

A conversation between Maru and [him] at the home of the torturers. There were a few materials to guess his identity, which could be rescued there.

One ingredient. The floor remembers what he said. ‘Thank you so much for valuing this child. ’

He said that the creature that made the channel of my heart manifest itself.

The word "child," he said, referring to me. It may simply mean referring to an immature and young opponent. But changing the premise will change the story. What if I'm the nucleus of the world?

A being who can call the world a child. And the ability to create channels. Maybe the word "child" didn't just refer to immaturity, it meant "own child."

The savior hiding in me. His kid is me?

I'm bored in my head. There's another contradiction here. The Savior of the Earth was a black recluse! A dragon that never communicates with the nucleus of the world! How can a dragon call me a child?

There is another strange thing. Maru decided to remember that he showed more intense and warm affection when he told my story. After being a savior, it's not a failure to find a nuclear dragon. Moreover, he created a channel to protect me from the dragon and called Parvash. It's not self-discrimination, and the dragon hides me from the dragon?

So far, it's been cleared up. The conclusion is one.

In me, he is a beggar or something like that. But not the Black Keeper.

A sharp stone rattled from his chest. I have a close voice.

“It fits my taste, as you've seen in my heart. So good, thank you for your hospitality. ”

‘If you've seen all my memories, I have one question. Who the hell is the savior hiding in me? ’

The Old Testament smiled and said,

“If you like, I can share it with you. ”

You can let me know if you like it. Let's start with what I told you.

After that, it was just a chatty camouflage conversation. She said goodbye, handing over the complex with dried tea leaves as a gift.

“I don't think I'll see you again before I get back to Earth. May you always be happy.”

Execute it on the day you propose to return to Earth. Keep in mind, I can observe this whole world. If you can see a miracle without following my instructions, I will name the 'Broken Feather’ and reveal your identity to the pioneers.

I didn't know what I was talking about. I whispered into my heart.

"Who else is the broken feather? You said your name was Triangle Storm. ’

What nonsense. My name is Zsa @ $n Sa 'rhu?

It sounded like it was a concept I couldn't understand. It was a bizarre word that didn't even react to the temples.

He then asked several times, but the soothsayer said his name was a strange combination of languages and only repeated it a few times. I once recited a 256 binary sequence, not a language. What is even more terrifying is that the savior did not notice that this situation was strange. Even if I point that out, I keep my silence for a while, and immediately I take out another word, as if I had forgotten.

After all, I gave up the conversation about the name (it wasn't very important in the first place). She echoed her mind and said,

Horace Child will call you soon. You sneaky son of a bitch, so be careful not to see any gaps.

Who else is that?

Without hearing the answer to this question, the sunset backlash smiled brightly. His face, bitten by a dark red shadow, twisted strangely.

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As soon as he left the Old Testament's room, the floor did not seem to understand.

“Was that tea so delicious? ”

I shook my head and said,

“Floor, I have something to say. When Parvasse wakes up later · · ·. ”

It would be safer to have a conversation through your mind. I need to talk to him about what the Savior said.

I'm going back to Jeremy's room, and the floor stops moving.

“Seclusion, I heard that doll was interested in talking about ecological class rooms. ”

“Yeah. Maybe it's a clue to solve the earthquake now. ”

“Yeah? Hmm. ”

Photonic information sets around the tentacles were scattering around the tentacles creating various patterns. I think I'm communicating with someone.

“I think that subordinate really arranged the tour. Would you like to come over for a second? Parvasch says he's not awake yet. ”

I ponder for a moment and nod. The floor and I took a road through which the light flowed, passing through a few private rooms to a strange place.

The place of arrival was a pretty big place to compare with the rooms I've seen. Pioneers stand in front of a strange lump of light and observe numerous images spread in the air. Some of them stretched tentacles and clicked on empty spaces.

“Oh, a career search? I've been contacted in advance. ”

One of them took his eyes off the screen and approached us.

“How are you?”

The information set wrapped around the floor that greeted me sparkled. That substance, which also serves as an ID, is a substitute for your identification. A massive pioneer, like a mountain approaching, flashes its light. I couldn't interpret the temples of a doll as much as that. Instead, Maru introduced each other.

“This doll is connected to the human spirit that I'm protecting. I think you can just call it seclusion. Secret, this is Critol. ”

Pioneer reaches for tentacles.

“Good to see you, Secret Service. I'm Chrytol, as Maru suggested. He's a manager in a similar world.”

Still, it is an intersection of words that complicates the mind.

“Then I'll explain right away. This industry always lacks tentacles. If a young pioneer like Maru is interested, it's a pleasure for us too. ”

He said so, and Critol stretched his tentacles in one direction. It was the wall of the video he was looking at so far. Hundreds of large and small screens were filled with space.

“The similarities I see here are the zones that I manage. You know what a similar world is, right? ”

The floor clashes with tentacles.

“I know. It's an ecological room. A fake world created to experience life for souls absorbed from other worlds. ”

“Exactly. When souls enter our world and the channels that lead to it, bioengineers provide the right body. And space-time architects make ecological rooms. What our managers do is they observe and manage them. ”

Upon hearing that, Maru seemed to come up with the same question as me.

“After giving them a life, I was told to let the pioneers live a life as thoroughly independent as they could not perceive. so that we don't interfere with their evolution. ”

Chrytol shakes the tentacles in a bizarre form. The temples interpreted the gesture. Violent consent. Joy. Proud.

“The problem is that this world is not real, but a similar world. It starts with an ecological class room. We create a body full of souls. and release those creatures into the fake world. The Similar World is a replica of the world where the original soul existed. To be more precise, it's a very precise imitation. ”

Duplicate the world?

It's neither surprising nor surprising anymore.

“To survive in a world covered in sacred paintings, it's a room built by space-time architects who sit in unusual space-time. Because of this, each room is limited in size and capacity. One room can't hold all of the huge capacity of one dimension. So instead of replicating the entire universe in that dimension, we only rebuild the planet where the creatures live. At least we're not making it whole, we're carving it into small units. ”

Chrytol looked at me and said,

“The channel that led to your Mo Dimension opened very recently. There are a lot of souls coming in. There is only one planet in your universe in the time zone where the channel opens. Yes, it's a star called Earth. We split the star into roughly 80 similar worlds and replicated it. That's the limit. ”

I scrambled the tentacles, as the floor understood. Chrytol explained as he stretched the tentacles towards the screen.

“The soul is real, the body is real, but the world you live in is fake. There is a problem here. In a normal world, there are events that can't happen in a similar world. Let me give you an example. Take a look at this screen here: 9034020013, the 49th Similar World in Dimension. The dimension is the world in which the Yato, the herbivores, and the Shamiga, the hybrids form civilizations. ”

A screen on the wall expanded dramatically. Chrytol seemed to have intentionally manipulated it. There were three suns floating in the world in the video. Since we only copied the living planets, all the celestial objects in the sky are actually fake, Krytol told us. When he manipulated it, the screen illuminated the entire similarity world. It didn't even have a planetary form. It was all about flat land and sea, similar to the plateau.

“That analogy has been a problem since I got the takeover. The world of similarities originally flows much faster than here. Let me show you some old footage. ”

The screen is illuminated with insect species in strange clothing. They were cutting down the green plants that had grown in the forest.

“Yatos. In this similar world, the Shamigas are extinct. I've been misallocating races since I first split the world. because it was a mathematical inferiority that even Shamiga's superior physical ability could not handle. It was Yato's victory, and only Yato survived. So we had a problem. ”

Chrytol said, looking at the flustered Yatos.

“Yato consumes a variety of plants and fruits. But one of the most nutritious plants in the world is that of Zenacelem. But in a world that is the origin of a similar world, the Yatos were unable to harvest that plant in such large quantities. Zenacelem evolved by building a unique system to protect themselves. One or two individuals, but if you break or injure a large number of Zenacelem individuals, they eject a unique scent from the stem. It's the natural scent of herbivores that eat themselves, the fragrance that seduces predators, carnivores. What if a carnivore who was fascinated by it attacked a herbivore? Zenacelem's habitat is avoiding extinction. ”

He nods. Kritol continues his explanation.

“Yato has a unique civilization among the world's herbivores. There was only one animal that could threaten them. Shamiga. Shamiga is a weed, and if you need protein, you enjoy Yato. The scent of Zenacelem is also fascinating to Shami. ”

I don't understand, Maru said.

“That's all I understood. But why does Shamiga go extinct? The Yatos eat Zenacelem as much as they want without worrying about Shami? ”

“Yes, that's it. Those Yatos in the Similar World, who were no longer threatened by Shamigara, once ate Zenacelem right before it was extinct. In that world, carnivores that are smelling of Zenacelem's self-protective mechanisms are the only things that can be easily handled from a Yato standpoint. ”

“So did you intervene? But if Zenacelem is extinct, you can eat other crops. ”

“Yes, you can eat something else. But the problem was that Jennacelem was a species that had an important role to play in supporting the botanical world of the world. The mud from the roots of Zenacelem enriches the soil. When the Zenacelem seeds sprout, there is a forest around them. ”

Is it a plant that acts like a earthworm?

“That's an essential species in that ecosystem. Once that Zenacelem is extinct, other plants are also extinct. It almost led to the destruction of Yato. It's a similar world that we built, and because of the defects of the world itself, Shamiga didn't have enough to wipe out Yato. So I intervened. ”

He turned the video. I saw a big boat shaking in the storm. It was another race, not Yato.

“These are the Shamigas who were born in the 29th Similar World. As the number of people on their continent grew and food was scarce, they went on a quest to find another land. The problem is, there's no new continent in the world. It's supposed to be there, but it's not in that similar world. So I intervened there as well. ”

The ship in the screen was swept away by the storm, and finally swallowed up by a huge wave. And the scene changes. Despite the sinking of the ship, almost all of the thousands of Shamiga who were miraculously on board survived.

“It's not a miracle. It's the result of my intervention. The land where they arrived is not the new continent, but the 49th Similar World. Yes, the world that the Shamigas have already gone extinct. I leapt into a different room without even realizing it. ”

When they arrived on the new ground, Shamiga realized that the constellation here did not match any of the astronomy they knew. There were some who kissed the sand and prayed. They advanced deeper and deeper inland, and at some point sensed a sweet, unpaired fragrance. Following the trail, there was a crowd of fluffy Yato ripping off the Genakelem's stalk. Shami's scout prays to God.

“Oh my God! Thank you. You left food for us in this strange land! ”

They threw an axe and split Yato's skull. The fragmented brain flows to the ground and the viscera is scattered. Yato screamed and lamented, but the language of the two races did not work. Yato's screams were heard crying to Shamiga. The scouts predated.

Chrytol looked at us and said,

“Have you seen it well? This is the case when we intervene in a similar world. Because of the limits of the world itself, we intervene after obtaining the approval of our superiors when it is determined that a situation should not originally occur and their opportunities to evolve are taken away. That's what I do. ”

My face became darker as I listened quietly. This is a little different from what I imagined.

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