Hermit Wizard

With his entire body surrounded by a silver dimensional barrier, [he] pulls the floor from his body with two arms and floats in the air. The floor was staring at me with clear eyes.

“· · · You. ”

I also heard and understood all my dream conversations.

As if I told you not to speak any more, [he] lifts my finger.

“Thank you, Floor. Everything in the meantime. All of it.”

“ · · · · · ·. ”

“I want you to say hello to the spiritual man. ”

“Parvasse?”

“Yes.”

My gaze contained emotions that were not mine. All landscapes are captured in the field of view in a way that is unfamiliar.

Has [he] been watching everything around me so far?

It's so warm. It's so warm. Thanks. I'm sorry.

“Please continue to do well. ”

The floorboard sends out a glance that I don't know what to say. Suddenly the landscape changed before he even made a big deal.

When I woke up, I was floating alone in black space. With a silvery mist around your body.

And far in front, it was visible.

!!!

A golden flame burns with an adrenaline howl.

There was no brief tranquillity in a space-scale fire. It explodes and twists constantly, covering the world of the ball. It was filled with vaporized and boiling plasma everywhere it was seen.

Paradoxically, I felt a trace of Izzie in the barbaric figure of tapping into an empty space. It did not appear to be a natural phenomenon born between coincidences, but a creature with a distinct purpose. It looked like a beast that hid itself in a golden storm.

Perhaps there's some distance between that beast and me that galaxy can fill. It was not measured specifically how far it would go and how fast that beast expanded. With that distance, I realized that the heat under the salt reaches here.

If I had survived naked, it would have been a hell of a temperature that would have burned without any powder. A much more desperate and terrible curse than the hell it used to be. The universe of pioneers has been transformed into a more disastrous world that was originally comparable to hell.

· · · Ah, I see.

I hung up on the tail of the thought that was about to pass.

Yes, the pioneer world was cursed by God and turned into hell. A long time ago.

But does it really make sense for you to call yourself God, who cuts you off and makes you hell?

What the ancient god left here is not an offence to be considered useless or evasive. It was not supposed to be thrown away, it was also a part of God's position. A fragment that sacrificed some of its own. Is it sacred that such a creature could constitute hell? Wouldn't it be a paradise, or a salvation, rather than a hell of a piece that God cherishes?

Maybe the clues have been around for a very long time. It was only too late for the mortals to notice it.

“Sacrifice.”

Despite the absence of a medium to deliver air, the sound made between my lips clearly dug into my head. I listened to the movement of the provocative organs that did not listen to my control.

“Yes, the god who waged war with the pioneers sacrificed a portion of his body to make the sacrament. Why is there such a selfish being who has sacrificed everything but himself to become a god? ”

Before answering the question, the silver dimensional barrier surrounding my body amplifies and rises.

At the same time, I was captivated by a strange sensation. It feels very clear how [he] moves and how he controls this unfamiliar power. The manipulation of a small energy unit that is no longer cleavable has come to mind.

Now I stretched out my hands toward the front in a state where it was hard to discern whether [he] was moving my body or doing it with my pure will, and all the space began to twitch and vibrate.

Making that shaking was a dimensional barrier that stretched out like a wave by turning my body into an origin.

The wave force, which stretched at an unimaginable rate, left a distinct mark on the golden flame. Given the size of that space, a single visible wave would be truly immense.

“Remember that. ”

A silver barrier is formed, finally completely covering the golden flame. It was natural for me to be able to expand as much as I thought it was the size that wrapped the whole dimension.

!!!

Then the flame began to move strangely.

It was like a roaring monster trapped in a silver barrier.

‘· · · · The dimensional barrier serves as a shield against sanctification? ’

The murmurings in my heart were soon connected to enlightenment.

Since its inception, the dimensional barrier has played an important role in preventing the interference and apostolate of the gods.

Is that flame also affected by an anomaly that is part of God?

To be bound by the power of the Savior, the existence of the steps before becoming God?

I answered [him] in my heart.

‘In order to wage war with the god who was the source of the sacred painting, the old pioneers invited some kind of invitation. Nevertheless, God made sacrifices and made sacred paintings. After all, the gods are not completely free. God is not omnipotent. ’

“Yes, because they're not the real gods. All the rapids we knew were fake gods. Maybe it's natural in a way. But the Old Testaments ruled out that possibility and didn't even think about it. And so are the immortals.”

Fake God.

When I heard that, I remembered a foreigner with twenty-three eyes who had been looking for me before.

A dreamer who felt the limitations and inflammation of acting as a god through brainwashing, and crossed through me to Aberdeen to become a real god.

Even the existence that tried to sell souls to the Demons and take risks was not a real God.

Perhaps what the gods have done, as we know it, is not so different from what the Gentiles have done. Being a god instead of a real god. Therefore, using the mortal according to his needs. The difference is that, unlike the twenty-three-eyed species whose influence was confined to a few dimensions and was going down, their influence spans the entire dimension.

[He] whispered in a voice that felt even a slight whimpering.

“Because the world we perceive is that narrow. Because there was a wall blocking the expansion of awareness. I could only think with a given amount of material. The ‘framework’ and the 'rules’ of all this that set us up restricted everyone's thinking. ”

[That] gradually shrinks the dimensional barrier that traps the Sacrifice. Then a golden flame cracks and decays, and it burns black. The sacred paintings are compressed and black spots bloom from the outskirts. But I didn't see the space-time collapse that the pioneers were concerned about. I realized that [he] was coordinating thinking and willingness and giving orders at a pace that ordinary human nerves could not handle. I was exercising my powers in an area that transcended the physical functions of my brain.

And all those processes were clearly documented in my self.

[That] said after a moment of silence.

“Who created the framework and the rules? That absolute system that led everyone to think in the wrong direction? ”

There's only one answer that comes to mind.

Aberdag?

“The nucleus of the pioneering world immediately discovered our secret, which was not even recorded in the academic records, that even the gods could not catch the reed. Isn't that the kind of cell? But he doesn't really know what Aberdeen is and why this universe has changed so much. So when did Aberdeagh come from? ”

‘You were listening to everything with me even when you didn't respond to my call. ’

[He] replied in a calm tone.

“Yes, I was aware of it together. There's also a story about sin. The reason a pioneer child in the universe could have that ability was because he didn't sin, right? ”

‘I've never eaten a soul. ’

“Do you know how happy I was to hear that story? ”

I couldn't answer with all my heart.

You were happy?

[He] spits out an elasticity mixed with sorrow and joy.

“Then, now you are also a innocent world without sin! The sin that I forced you to commit in the previous universe has been averted by reversing the timeline! The soul you ate has returned to Earth as it was! ”

Aah!

“I don't know if the act of returning the soul that was eaten can be the perfect atonement, but I have a hope that I have eliminated the causes and consequences of sin together. If I'm right, it's a blessing. You can be a complete god too. It's not a fake god in Aberdeen, but rather an imperfection that is infinitely close to perfection, a truly completed god! ”

The overwhelming emotion, not mine, covered me like a wave.

“I have sinned against you in the former universe. But it can be reversed. Thanks to your last choice. Even though it was a little different, we were on the right track. ”

A plan to give your soul to the world and make the world a god instead of a savior.

The method was somewhat different, though.

The idea of building a dimensional nucleus as a god touched on one place.

“I thought it was a big adventure and a risk. No one could guarantee success. But I can't believe it was the right thing to do. ”

I didn't know what to answer. The joy and compassion of [him] threw up into the sea, and I felt like I was going to drown in it.

Contrary to my sentiments, the universe before my eyes was watering with splendid light, illuminating the darkness. The clear silver barrier that suppresses the sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred to clash, to burn one another and to weave light. In the process, the fire that throws up sparkles like a star in an empty universe.

[He] suddenly changed his tone and said,

“Whatever Aberdeen's purpose is, it's clear that they don't want the birth of a real god. It's not gonna be an easy fight. I'm going to try to keep you under control. ”

‘But you can't hide like you used to. ’

Like in the past, when the Savior, the Black Keeper, avoided the eyes of the protector? I can't live like that.

The opponent is not a savior, he is one step further than that.

Predictably, the time we have to endure will not be the level of human life either.

“Yes. I can't live in seclusion like I used to. But you can't fight the whole of Aberdeen by yourself. There's someone I haven't given up before, but that's not enough. The assistant would not be interested in anything but one thing. ”

He sculpts the horse by creating deep flexions and shades, like leaving fingerprints in my head.

There was a desperate origin in it.

“As so far, the pioneers will be on your side. Their will is consistent with ours. Cooperation is also unavoidable in order to avoid destruction. ”

And, he said,

“There are countless worlds that have not yet sinned, just as there are opportunities for you who have not sinned. ”

I quickly realized what he was saying.

The Earth, which has never yet grown, is the nucleus of the Earth, and I have never eaten souls. I have never sinned.

If so, many worlds of the same level, which could have been connected to the Earth through channels, would have done the same.

“The Saviors of such a world must find a way to return to the right path before their sins become heavier and before the world even commits sin. We must join forces with them. ”

Borrowing power to the old-timers of other worlds?

“But in order to do that, you'll need convincing evidence. For now, the nucleus of the pioneering world will be the key. You'll do the same later, but for now, wake up her cell to a deeper level and help her bloom. I think there's already some kind of connection between you and her. ”

Gradually, there was a more glorious flame of silver than gold.

Looking at the sight, [he] said.

“And the last assistant I had originally prepared. ”

At that moment, a different emotion flowed from the words that resounded in my head.

It was a very dark and deep guilt.

And that direction wasn't pointing at me.

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