Hermit Wizard

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Being one and many at the same time was a very strange experience, but I was able to get used to it surprisingly quickly. By analogy, it was close to elevating empathy and communication to an extreme level. Expansion of self through connection.

Yoon Min-jun, who started this work, thought of me as the starting point. Was this how Parvasse felt in the process of dividing himself? The notion of rebellion and denial comes to mind in no time. No, he would not have been able to communicate at the same time, having divided and then changed his identity.

With that in mind, I listened to the voices of the other ‘me'. While retaining their self as an individual, they sent a buzzing psychic wave because they were moved to become the superself that connects them. Compared to the senses of the body, the ears are itchy.

‘No, what time is this? ’

‘I was definitely about to close my life. ’

‘So do all of us here. This is how I was connected just before the end of my life. ’

Oh, my God, this is real! ’

‘It felt like this was a complete understanding and synchronization of Taa. I'm impressed.'

It is now connected to the former life of all the souls that exist in my world. It goes back to the days of Dimension before [him] took back my time and communicates with countless of his former self. It expanded me to fight Aberdeen.

By the way, connecting across all time zones from birth to death was a waste of resources and could not be done. So I pick a specific point of each self and anchor it down.

The point I've chosen in common is the time when you leave your biological brain function and your self will have the most frustrating and heavy weight. The notion of wanting to let life go from hand to hand, and yet the moment when the most violently burning life's desires intersect.

It was the time just before death that was celebrating the end of each previous life, not the other.

Some were terrified by the nature of death, others burned themselves with hatred, and some were extremely excited or frustrated, but they all found themselves transcending those feelings when they were connected to others.

I had to.

At that moment when he was connected to the superself, he was no more than communicating with other souls present in various time zones.

They were also linked to their own souls that existed in other time zones.

In other words, he went back and communicated with his former life, his former life, his predecessor's life, and his own self through countless more stages. That's how he encountered all his previous lives.

In the opposite direction, the next life that he would be born after he died, the next life, the next life that he would be born after, the next life, and so on continued into the future, finally connecting himself from this time zone to the most recently born self.

Thanks to the time regression I induced in the mental world, this new history was created. All the souls recorded in the new history experienced a slowdown in time, just before finishing their lives and celebrating the Eucharist. In that subjective period of time, the material system and the isolated spirit have come to experience simultaneously connecting with all the successions that will be born to all previous life and to certain time zones of the future. Such a past is new now.

But the preservation of the memory of that glorious moment, the time in the material world, is literally just a moment of Charlna.

The two of them whispered toward each other.

‘It's a pity. I will forget all about this experience as soon as I sweep this precious event into the loop of Yun. ’

"Even if you are a transcendent who can engrave memories on your soul because you are high, you will not have these vast memories until the next life. It just reminds me that I had a really amazing experience at the last minute. ’

‘Most of the rest, it seems, have drained all their memories clean. ’

‘But at the end of the next life, it will be reconnected like this. And once again, you'll meet with all of us. ’

‘And at the beginning of the next life, forget it again. But at the last minute, I want to remember it again. ’

‘After that, it will be repeated countless times until it reaches this time zone. ’

They failed to break up because of the memory of the many lives they had been through and the joy of facing the existence that they enjoyed in the future.

However, not everyone was focusing solely on cognition and thinking as individuals.

Self as an individual and superself as a group did not interfere with each other. Diversity, where different things came together, created a unity. An individual self could bring life to the superself without concealing or weakening itself.

In so doing, I thought of myself as a being with various possibilities.

Maybe this is · · ·. Is my current state a very low level of completion?

Is this the clue that I am now leaving here with all the souls I've ever held?

Each asserts itself with its own possibilities agglomerated, but without confronting each other.

It's unfounded, but it's just clumsy. But I thought it was natural. It was close to an all-embracing foresight.

With that in mind, I looked down alone, or with everyone.

There was a human figure covered with countless eyes, and Aberdag was struggling. My body is sinking more and more in the swamp of messy colors. I tried desperately to get out, but I didn't let go of the force that was pulling him.

The fight of self in the mental world. It is the ugly mold that the person pushed against it will suffer.

He looks up and shoots a voice full of hatred.

“This is ridiculous! Things like you can't exist here right now! ”

I still haven't figured out how I'm going to be like this.

Without knowing English, I ran away from here and tried to go back to reality, but I didn't see it that way. Aberdag should be trapped here a little longer.

His rebellion became even harsher.

“How do you keep holding it?! Overwhelming against me? There's no difference like that! ”

Then I look down at him and mutter a little. Everything around here that seemed like a physical phenomenon was actually just a realm of thought. I felt like my lips were open and a very pale voice was flowing, but I was confident that it would reach him clearly.

I said.

“No wonder noble beings can eat? But I keep listening to you, so I think the front and back have changed. The only thing that transcends itself is the right to have it as proof? ”

At that time, a distinct vibration was felt.

I drowned in the swamp that I had created, but Aberdag was running away with a bloody wave and a certain distance. It was because it mimicked what was actually happening in the material world, rather than being held back in the fight against me. The red sea and sand sands are a kind of shadow projected here through the filter that the landscape of reality is the mind.

I turn my head. There is still this side of the Red Sea that maintains the boundary at a distance.

“Is it noble to eat? It sounds like the criteria for distinguishing nobility depend on your ability to eat. ”

Aberdag noticeably shook when he heard it.

“No way! ”

I blew a sentence like a fatal rhyme, which he wanted to avoid.

“If so, · · ·. Aberdag, it's nobility and violence, if anyone has the ability to eat you anyway. It's legitimate and right to eat you, isn't it? ”

Aberdag yells as if he were acting out. At that moment.

Quarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

A split-like water column rises in the middle of the Red Sea with a split-like sound. The columns, which swirl rapidly in the form of spirals, have flown through the air. There was a light of despair in the eyes of dozens of Aberdeen.

“No! ”

Aberdag tried to escape. But the landscape here is just a remnant of what is immersed in reality.

The bloody water column flew at a remarkable speed, as the waves and sands repeated erosion and escape and laughed at the long struggle. The attacks and defenses only flew under the ferocious wire, splitting the empty space unobstructed by the colored sand spread to the horizon and the swamp that it melted.

And finally, like a beast that found its prey, it poured down towards Aberdag.

Buried all over the Red Bomb, his appearance completely disappeared before my eyes.

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Parvash was witnessing the bifurcation of the real world, which was the cause of the events Yoon Min-jun was observing in the mental world. I looked a little bored looking at it.

Qaaaaaaaaaah!

Without being able to confront Yoon Min-jun in the spirit of Aberdeen, Parvash attracted a dangerous partner.

Cooperative relations did not seem to be an agent, in that both objectives were the destruction of Aberdeen. However, the reason the opponent feels dangerous is because it is impossible to predict what he will do after achieving this objective.

Parvash follows his path and looks at Kilgenia Prussia, who started attacking Aberdag's dimensional nucleus directly.

Hahaha! Thank you, Apostle of the Scriptures without the last chapter. It's foolish that someone who has never given me an academic record has now come to help me. But that's it. If I can eat, that's it!

Puuk,

!

A red fang that agglomerates dimensions pierces Aberdag's nucleus.

The World Bites the Dimensional Nuclear.

Although Kilgenias has repeatedly destroyed so many worlds, this time the opponent was Aberdeen and the nuclear dimension was not extinguished at once.

But as fanatical as I expected, I didn't even react immediately.

Don't you even resist! Hahaha! Good, good!

While Aberdag was buried in the psychic world, Kilgenias instead of concentrating on the front-line struggle between dimension and dimension, he aggregated some of his dimensions to make them look like red fangs and concentrated his power there. Through the tunnel of the night guided by Parvasse, the fangs penetrated deep into the Aberdeen dimension.

As soon as she came to the dimensional nucleus position, she unleashed the power she had condensed and penetrated the dimensional nucleus and was wounded.

Parvashe looks at the fanaticism that starts the gourmet before his eyes.

‘Taken together, what I've heard so far is that Kilgenia Prussia is a failure of Aberdag. Out of the way of the cleavage of atonement he says. ’

Parvasse now knew. In the first place, even the word "cleavage of atonement" is deceitful.

It sounds as if Aberdeen is paying a reasonable price, depending on the Savior's choice, to put the Savior on the path of atonement just before crossing the third wall.

But the reality wasn't. If the Savior, who existed long before the collapse, did not commit the sin of eating the world, he would eventually collapse according to nature and vomit more souls. Even if you commit the sin of diarrhea, if you endure it without sacrificing the world, you are called the number of souls and you wait for the end of the world's nucleus.

After all, what Aberdag did to the Old Testament did not give them a choice. Whether Aberdeen intervenes or does not intervene, the Old Testament who have lost the norm will face the fate of one of the two, whether it eats up the world or collapses without it.

In other words, even if Aberdag did not intervene at the last moment, the Savior had to make a choice anyway.

Then why does Aberdag intervene at that moment?

To kidnap the savior who made the choice not to eat. ’

As his expression suggests, the Savior of Atonement. Instead of eating the world's nucleus, it collapses and abducts itself to a place where it has become a new world's nucleus, rather than leaving it in isolation. And it makes the world a new place in a disconnected state. The nucleus and soul of a newborn dimension cannot communicate with the original dimension.

After realizing all this causality, Parvasse felt it was a cruel and terrible evil.

"It's kind of a disgusting winter for one thing. ’

Parvashe looks at the red madness that is eating away at the source of all this.

‘But she's out of this gullet. ’

He did not eat the world, but he was neither kidnapped nor abducted by Aberdeen.

Instead of being a disgrace, he remained an independent being.

Of course, that does not mean that it was not affected at all by Aberdag.

The desire to eat, which arose from the recoil of eliminating the norm, forcefully tore her into madness as she crossed the wall. And that madness evolved into a power that even Aberdag could threaten.

Parvasse thinks.

‘Eat as much as you want, because of the impulse and mineral oil ( ) filled with malice that gave her life. ’

Dimensional nuclei mixed with existence and concepts were wrecked and scattered in fragments.

‘You never would have imagined that you would be a prey, Aberdag. ’