Hermit Wizard

The Grampers, who were confused in the distorted space, looked at it in unison.

“A tremendous sense of pressure! ”

The xenophobia in front of the eyes was emitting an energy that was so different that it was hard to think of as the same individual.

Errachmo, who was looking at him, thought that the opponent was not what he saw, and that someone much greater seemed to be manipulating him like a puppet.

And I realized that there was a strange mix of words that he spat out.

“Hosts?" ”

Who the hell does that refer to?

At the moment of doubt, the space was turned upside down all over again.

The gramperies experienced again the phenomenon of mixing in and out, far and near. In that state, the xenophobia once again expressed its intentions. The psychic wave with great power passed beyond the constraints of space to all the gramperies in the residence.

I've heard it through my own people, but I can see for sure. I have doubts because they adhere to thorough collectivism, even though they are not a race that shares a single spirit. It's not a human creature either! · · · Now I know why. In your brains, those bugs laid eggs!

Errachmo was unable to identify the opponent's true intentions. The space is still buzzing and shaking. Neither did he have a split face, nor was the gramperi that poured out the whole intestine from the side, and he deserved to die soon after seeing his current appearance. But he's alive.

Why is it that transcendent beings who can do this, who will destroy themselves if they only eat like this, keep saying things that they don't understand?

“ · · · · · ·! ”

But the question soon disappeared from Errachmo's head.

To be precise, Errachmo's ego sank into the dark and someone in his place took control of his brain.

The phenomenon was not limited to Erracmo. All the gramperies in the residence exposed to the idea immediately lost their faces and became wax dolls.

Then, Imere, who ruled Errachmo's body, emitted a psychic wave.

Why does the Savior interfere in the work of the mortal? It is also the work of those who have absolutely nothing to do with your world!

Unlike the host, Gramperi, Imere had already noticed that the opponent was a soothsayer.

At that moment.

A xenophobe in the form of a jellyfish controlled by the Savior lifts a tentacle.

And the noise that seems to tear your ears.

Beep, beep!!

Across the street, the sound covered the entire northern residence. At the same time, light returned to the face of the host who had lost his expression.

As soon as they regained consciousness, the gramperies felt something twitching in their heads and a sharp headache.

“Argh!”

“Argh! Suddenly this sound? ”

The unpleasant sensation and pain pressed into the head at the same time, but not at the level that the gramperies could not bear.

But the position of the parasites in their heads was completely different.

As soon as the xenophobia made a strange sound, there was a dramatic change in the minds of the hosts. Once inside the Gramperi skull, Imere's house began to contract rapidly. As the mucous membranes surrounding the parasite shrouded, Imere felt her body pressurized.

And apart from the changes in the environment, Imere was captivated by the pain of the whole body burning. They twist their bodies in a screening spiral, as if they were acting out. But the narrowing of the mucous membranes didn't even move properly.

Key acquisition.

The laughter of the old man who looks at them spreads.

Listen up, hosts.

In front of the unknown Gramferies, the Old Testament suddenly memorized the magic formula.

“ · · · · · ·! ”

Remember to spread the word to your world. It's magic that emits certain frequency vibrations. Yeah, that's what I just did. It doesn't affect you very much, but it does cause quite a lot of pain to the parasitic worms in your head. It also has the effect of forcibly contracting the wormhouse. Hahaha, Hahaha!

“What? What the fuck is that? ”

The Old Testament laughed and said:

You think you've decided the fate of your own kind so far? Not at all. You have a strong ruling class in your society, don't you? When a host's civilization develops to some extent, it's one of the most common ways that bugs work.

The faces of the Grampers froze. Heterosexuals continue to say unexpected things.

There's one cute worm parasitized in the brains of all of you right now. Those worm-parasitic individuals become the guiding class of society. And I'm going to throw one surprise to the host. Any revolutionary development that would change the course of your history would have been made by the ruling class. Isn't that right?

Everyone who listened to it naturally came to mind.

Miracles and remarkable inventions made by the ruling class of their kind, 'Andaz'. Decisive choices that contributed to the development of civilization and the prosperity of the race.

Do you know where the bug house is? There must be a small lump of beans in your ruling class's head. Without one exception.

There was no Grampery who did not know what that meant. The people here were all Andaz, and they also had it.

“· · · Screening! ”

Key acquisition.

The Savior speaks with laughter.

Not all worms are successful in the world. Some dimensions of hosts have created ways to distinguish and deal with parasites. How to shrink a worm's nest to make the host feel pain, and paralyze the worms in it! What do you think? Useful, huh?

After the soothsayer raised a few more times, the noise that suddenly dominated the space stopped.

Immeres, hidden in Gramperi's brain, barely regained consciousness from the pain, and were terrified and signaled to each other.

We can't send the hosts back to Gramperi society like this!

What had just plagued them was the renovation of the unique signals used among the Imeres. In order to distinguish a host from a parasitic host, the imager makes vibrations at a frequency that is not heard in the host's ear. In order to awaken the sleeping people for many hours of the day, the signal produced a certain ‘stimulus’.

But it was just renovated to maximize stimulation. Not only can the hosts hear it, but the Imeres are so depressed that they can't move.

Another parasite replied.

That's right. Even if we induce an accident so that we don't believe it, there's no way to leave a token.

Screening was already noticeably contracted. If the Grampers find this far after hearing the Old Testament's words, the doubt will be unfathomable.

Imere has less than a few minutes a day to take complete control of the host. It can't be controlled like a puppet all day long, so it drives the direction of the accident little by little. When there is such obvious suspicion, it no longer works. It is not possible to erase the memory acquired by the host itself while not in control.

Eventually, the Imeres, parasitized by the Grampérie of the residence, decided.

No way. Was that the purpose of the savior?

Why do you do it with your own power?

The soothsayer told Gramfery that the hosts should never encounter the knowledge of withdrawal.

Imere thought that the hosts here should not disseminate that knowledge to other hosts.

Immere then controls a race called Gramperi, and all the order that has been accomplished collapses. Just as the towers of the long ball regime collapse.

So the parasites thought that all the evidence should be lost here now.

There was only one way to do that.

Then, I decided.

Signals come and go between the Imeres, and hundreds of gramperies in the northern residence lose their faces in unison. It was happening simultaneously between all the hosts. Imere has regained control.

The surrounding space was still twisted and they could not find a way to attack the xenophobia. But each one knew where his own body was. Self is an absolute criterion for measuring direction. Despite losing direction, there was nothing to lose the reference point.

The Grampers, who had lost their will, slowly raised their hands and brought them to their heads. Wrap your fingers around your head. Magical power was concentrated on the tip of the hand.

The foreigner with the Savior was watching the scene without saying a word.

And you are.

The sound of something breaking out overturned the residence.

!

At the same time as their palms glittered in unison, the hundreds of Gramperi heads that remained in the northern residence burst out like bombs in turn.

* * *

“Aah! ”

Instead of going into battle, Lemisch was gathering with several gramperies in a remote place in the North Shore residence. At the end of the recovery work, I was planning to join and move to Mo Dimension. Due to postpartum schizophrenia, Lemisch's physical condition was not suitable for combat and was excluded from the operation.

“Aah! ”

She looks in front of her eyes, trembling.

Puck!

Pufferfuck!

A powerful idea that shook the base. After a few passes, all of a sudden, the nearby gramperies raise their hands and magically blow their heads off. Except for yourself, without leaving a single one.

Hood!

Body fluids and bone fragments splashed everywhere.

Lemisch closed his eyes and did not open for a while, as if he were trying to erase that horrible sight with his eyelids.

In a disgusting and bitter voice, only his breath sounded cold several times.

Breathe, breathe. Breathe, breathe.

“Argh! ”

Then I screamed, frightened. Making her eyes open again was a dull impulse that resonated in her head. Because of the shocking scene surrounding it, it rose again from the inside and came up.

Break it down!

I stopped, not lifting my hands like a Hollen. Lemisch felt a ferocious desire to draw magic into the palm of his hand and cut off his own head. Immediately after realizing it, he trembled in astonishment.

‘Why would I think this? ’

Immediately realizes the question is wrong. Many of the people who are now dead will also be caught in the same trap.

Why do we think? ’

A powerful notion that just resonated in every space.

It didn't take long to combine pieces of meaning. Lemisch faced an unbelievable truth.

I'm guessing the parasite hiding in my head is forcing me to kill myself right now.

“That's ridiculous! ”

Rather than confronting an unbelievable reality, the horror that the scene in front of the eyes caused was first.

Without a second thought, she desperately suppressed the impulse. I resisted sweating. The intent to open the horsepower circuit and the intent to stop it confront each other and the nervous system is in chaos.

The staggered signal spread all over the body. Lemisch is as shabby as a man who lost control of his hands and feet.

Then his feet twisted.

Cheolpuck!

She falls on Grampery's body with her head blown off and then rises up bloody again. The blood that flowed out of his nose and teeth was mixed with his own tears, blood that Orot was not sure was his own, and, I think, his own brains.

“No, no, no! ”

A confusing step. Draws petals in a footprint on the uneasy bodily fluids flowing on the concrete floor. Among the headless crowd, Lemisch twisted like a dancer. It was a ridiculous but cruel dance.

How many internal fights did that lead to?

The brutal urge to whip her began to poke her in the head with an increasingly obvious form of meaning.

· · · Go! Die! Two, blow your head off!

Remish realized that the idea was flowing out of his skull and felt creepy again.

“In my head! ”

Concepts were diverging at a certain point. where the anterior part of the brain comes into contact with the optic nerve. Remish knew what was in there. Because of the strong ideas I had just heard, the direction of natural thinking was forced to be so guided.

‘Screen Break! ’

A privilege that only the selected Grampers have. The only condition that determines Andaz as Andaz.

Inside Andaz's skull, a hump smaller than a bean.

Lemisch sinks the uphill earthenware to a close.

‘The idea was right. The screening bump was a parasite in our head! ’

Lady Grampéry bruised her face. The pink debris on the skin was pushed into the wrinkles.

The impulse in her head became a psychic and prompted her.

Die! · · · Shit! Because of your birth hormones, you don't get it right!

· · · Hormones?

Remish recalled the words of his people.

Postpartum schizophrenia. Abnormalities caused by hormones secreted in the brain after the birth of Grampery's mother.

Believe in the wrong, doubt the natural. Extremely selfish and aggressive. I value the baby more than my own life. Gramperi's social system is delusional and obsessed with babies.

It's all because of hormones. It's a kind of disease.

That's all I've ever thought about.

Lemisch looked down at his puffy hands and thought, Other peoples have been induced by parasites and all have died, but they are holding on to themselves. This is probably due to the hormones that are still secreting in the brain.

This is the defense mechanism that prevents the control of parasites.

At that time, the idea of close to screaming in the head was successively dispersed.

· · · Listen to me, Ramperi...! Knowledge! Your society · · · Our role · · ·! · · · The social system collapsed · · · Horses · ·! We have to die here! ”

* * *

Imere, a parasite in Lemisch's brain, was desperate. Lemisch also learned about the Golden Globe spit by the Savior of the World.

If the host dies, the parasite dies in minutes. Among the ways to suppress emptiness and kill the host, Imere also had the option of coming out of the screening and injuring the brain.

However, for a short period of time, there was a limit to damaging the host's brain with the fragile body of the parasite, which then left traces of the parasite on the later recovered body. So the former Imeres just steered the host and induced it to burst its entire head.

Selection to achieve both objectives: to erase knowledge of withdrawal stored in the host's brain, and to eliminate any unusual traces of screening changes.

However, Imere, who is parasitic to Lemisch, realizes that the method does not work now.

In this way, even if there are traces left on the body, it is forced to puncture the host's brain directly.

I don't know how long I can hold on until the host stops breathing, but I'm going to crawl as far out of Grampery's body as I can and die.

Imere, who was determined to do so, pulled herself out of the mucous membranes that serve as a screening tool, namely her house. Next, instead of going down the optic nerve as usual to the tear hills, I tried to turn around and dig into the hepatic brain.

Lemisch felt the movement hostile.

“Argh!”

Feels like a bug crawling in your head. No, in this case, it wasn't a metaphor, it was precise. In fact, a parasite was crawling in the brain!

She instinctively made a spell. What I just heard was stored in my head. I sounded the air in tune with that frequency.

Beep beep beep!

The movement of the worm in the brain stopped. The screeching shrinks and the pain strikes her.

· · No! Stop! Stop!

Immere, parasitic to her, was halfway out of sorting. He tried to dig into her cortex by stretching out more of the body he had already pulled out, which was not trapped in the shrinking membrane of the screening trough.

Remish, who felt the movement digging deeper, decided.

Reason paralyzed by fear, or judgment made clear in times of crisis. It was a difficult act to assert which one of them was powered. Firmly, Lemisch shoved his finger into his eye.

Puwook!

My fingers dig deeply where my eyes were. Lemisch screams like an animal. A broken vitreous body and a drop of blood flowed through my fingers. Pain followed by scratching of the surface of the brain.

Despite being distracted, I did not forget the location of the screening. She tucks her index finger in deeply. The little mucosa touched my fingertips. It is sorely adsorbed.

Then I pulled it out.

Glug!

The finger that went in to the root slowly reveals itself outside. Around the middle of the articulation, the optic nerve and the broken piece of eye fluttered into his cheeks. Finally, the little mucous membranes on the tips of the fingers that come out are attached to the beans. Then ‘it’, which had been cut in half like a silly worm that had broken its egg, finally appeared.

Remish, who had not even been stabbed in the eye with an optic nerve injury, felt it in his hand through the touch.

The parasite discharged out, he said, screamed with a clearer mind.

No, Lemisch! Brilliant woman, my friend, who has lived with me his whole life. You can't do this! We have given you everything. To help you hold a better civilization in your hands, we supported the voyage of Gramperi. If you had walked alone, it would have taken you a few hundred times as long to achieve great results!

When completely detached from the brain, the oxygen and nutrient supply to the parasite was cut off. The parasite swept like a bug between the host's fingers. Imere already knew that death would not be avoided. Nevertheless, he persistently continued his intentions. appealed to the host.

What you know today is the knowledge of withdrawal! Other gramperies should not encounter this. Society will collapse, and Andaz will be the main driver of development! As soon as they realize that the journey so far is not the result of pure free will, they will be swept away by inefficient pride and anger. Lose your mind and walk the promised ladder of prosperity!

Imere persuaded her to alternate between intimidation and repentance.

You mustn't, Remish, my companion who shares life. As you and I have lived together, Grampéry and we are a community of destiny that cannot already fall apart. To defend this journey, you must be buried in the shadows of history in order to defend the future! That's the only way to keep this society alive! Please, die. Die here, Remish! For the people, for the greater group than the individuals! If only one of you dies here, the glorious future of Gramperi is guaranteed!

In a dark world where he lost his sight, Lemisch felt Imere's intentions. The parasite was ferocious with Gramperi's ethics, which he thought was natural until a while ago.

“Are we done with the story? ”

The movement of the 'worm’ felt at the tip of the hand began to weaken. I was running out of time to stay away from the host.

Please, Remish!

“If only I die, this society will be maintained? ”

She recalls her own child who was taken for the absence of a parasite in her head. The rules of Andaz, which have kept us from seeing each other for the rest of our lives.

If a parasite named Andaz had created a rank, Andaz's discipline would also have been created by these bugs.

Until then, in the face of the crazy Gramperi woman, Sakaman's anger burned.

Imere, who intuitively made her choice, shouted.

Oh, no!

Lemisch grabs his fist and drops the bug.

Quajijic!

“You keep a society like this? ”

The Gramferi woman who loses both eyes, casts a search spell to the front. The warped space was once again back to normal. She began to walk whimpering, relying on the senses conveyed to the horsepower circuit. I fell several times on the corpse of my people, but I got up and walked again. The fist remained unexpanded.

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