Hermit Wizard

336. Life of a Wizard (Paige) (12)

A scream of longing that denies everything has spread throughout the dimension.

Parvasse looked at the scene with a calm and calm gaze.

After being pierced into the red trough that condensed the dimension, Aberdag shrouded in ogres and covered in cracks. The nucleus of the world spills out what was inside, like a balloon full of water. Much has been discharged. It was the power, the memory, the unique parts that sustained the self, the fragments of the hypocrites that had been eaten so far, and the debris that stopped and remained after moving on to the concept of completion.

Parvasse, inter alia, focused on the last part.

‘You were stopped on your way to completion? Or failed to challenge the impossible from the beginning? Which way?’

It was not only Parvasse who paid attention to it. Aberdagra had the same hope as his master, Akasik Records, who had not recorded the dimension for a long time.

The desire to know, experience and store information to pass it on to the next generation. This is the primordial will that gave birth to the Scriptures without the last chapter. By analogy, the dimension of the universe, the genes of all that. The first condition for him to function was knowing and entering something.

Aah! Stop! How dare you!

Because of the torn shock, the dimensional nucleus that barely escaped the mental world began to spread its will into reality. The will is replaced by force, but it was not possible to reverse the direction of intensely flowing flow.

The world staring at him smiled.

Hahaha! Yes, be distressed. Be discouraged. This is a long revenge!

A long, long, deferred vengeance that even the motive was noticed too late.

Kilgenias was faithful to the purpose of revenge, but did not lose his reason as before. Rather, he calmly and staunchly controlled anger and shifted its drive into action.

As part of that, the coveted world transformed the bloody fangs through Aberdeen. Like a small branch in a giant column, the terminals rise countless times. Each appearance resembled the peripheral nerve of an organism.

Those red lines, which stretched obliquely and repeated to divide again into two halves, covered the remainder of the unpierced world nucleus and penetrated through the outer surface of the nucleus. The infiltrated ones dig in a form reminiscent of the blood vessels. Its speed was close to that of a red lightning bolt burning the night sky.

Aberdag takes the lead.

Aaaaah!

The very thin red lines intersect and overlap to become a clear bloody curtain. It completely wraps around the nucleus and squeezes it.

!

The fragments of the world's nucleus that flowed out were scattered all over the dimension like bodily fluids and then devoured in red tents.

In doing so, much of the information that was forming Aberdag leaked. The extinct old world spills its mind without even realizing it. Most of the time, the world was devoured as soon as it was exposed, but that did not mean that Parvasse could not touch at all.

One of the powers at the origin of an academic record is copying. It is recorded by cutting off some of the memories that the souls have experienced and lived through. Parvasse, the errand boy of that great man, faithfully carried out his mission. For the first time in Aberdag, he collects information as an apostle of Purbagios. Copy the idea.

Nearly, pieces of information were transferred to an academic record before it was completely eaten.

In doing so, Parvasse saw Aberdeag's origins.

He shed a psychic wave like a drool.

"Ah, that's it. ’

* * *

A very old one.

Of course, most souls that exist now have not yet been born, and the vast majority of the world that remains today is in the distant past, as it has not yet begun.

There was a world.

The world became the nucleus of the world at the expense of an unforgettable past, the savior of its former life, and faced the souls to which it was attributed. And I grew up connected to an 'adult’ who became the world first. Its predecessor dimension was connected to the older world, and it was connected to the older world, and all its dimensions were so connected.

One day, after a long time of existence, the world connected to him finally left towards completion. He realized it was his turn. Just like the neo-liberal dimension that has just left, it is pure to separate oneself from here in the same way and obtain perfection.

However,

There was one problem.

He didn't want to.

It didn't mean I didn't want to get it done. He didn't want to follow the same approach.

In spite of the ancient memory of the Academic Records, he questioned the primordial truth he had acquired through the worlds he had already left. Probably the first of all worlds.

‘Why do I get completeness only by expanding me? ’

As he left the world, where he was directly connected, he felt clear about the whole process. I double-checked what I knew.

In the process of obtaining the integrity of the world, carrying and circulating the souls that are there and interacting with them have a decisive effect.

Circulating the nucleus with the soul was also a process of growing bifurcation on both sides, but at the same time it was a process of assimilation with them. Fairytelling ended diversity, lost the characteristics of each individual, and not all converged into the same being. Without completely destroying the distinction between self and taa, the soul and the world were harmonized and made even bigger ().

Despite the fact that the Sunbae world repeated the process and finally saw it leave in complete harmony.

He could not advise.

Is that right? ’

It was inconclusive. It was not a question of whether that change was true evolution or not. For him, the most intolerable part was · · ·.

‘If you continue to enlarge and connect yourself and finally reconcile yourself with the water cisterns and tens of trillions of souls. Can I remain‘ me 'even after that? ’

He felt rejection and fear at the same time.

The world's nuclear self-awareness is here now, at this moment. He was immortal, but he perceived his own existence as a kind of 'life'. Nucleus asked, "Why should we mix Ta 'a without positively affecting the present reality? Why should we extend beyond ourselves and move beyond others instead of reaching completion?

Even if you as an individual are maintained, are you really the one who functions as part of a larger superego that is now ‘me’? Will self-reliance and uniqueness be violated and can we consider ourselves to be self in the true sense?

Now, should I be abandoned strategically as a means for the purpose of intact completion?

He knew. It is now a painful time, but by the time you reach the nearest point of completion, you will surely be satisfied and rejoiced. But before that, I wanted to consider it before I could feel anything other than joy and fulfillment. I wanted to address this question.

Then something changed for him.

The only reason he came to this question was whether he was born special or whether he was affected by something different from others during his growth.

It was not clear whether the change had begun because no one had ever questioned it, or whether it had begun to change.

What is certain is that for him, there was a distinct difference that could not be found in other dimensions.

Since he was questioned, he could no longer be assimilated with the spirits that circulate around him. The thickness of the walls that stood in the way of the self and the Ta 'a was getting thinner until then, but now the change has stopped. The souls just passed through the nucleus of the world. In the process, nothing was exchanged with each other.

A very long time has passed since then.

The order was reversed. More than that, the world born late, that is, the world where the Savior who sacrificed in his dimension came from, gained its integrity and left. In the process, he was disconnected, and now he is not connected to any world.

He was overwhelmed with nervousness. I felt anxious that I might have to try to be assimilated with my soul, but I didn't want to. I wanted to protect myself like this now. He was already wearing a thick wall to protect himself. The bigger problem was that the connection was disconnected and the power to lead oneself to completion stagnated.

After such a long time of frustration, anger and regret.

He thought to himself, I could not understand why I came up with such an idea.

Everything that lives goes on living while eating something else. Eats the opponent and makes him part of himself, using his own power.

If so, isn't it the only way you can increase your power now that you are stagnant?

So, what can we eat?

He looked at his dimension. The physical universe, as a nucleus present at the boundaries of matter and non-matter, did not appear to be an attractive prey at all.

Like an impulse, or some kind of instinct. He looks at the flow of souls passing through him. I stared at meaningless acts that had no effect on each other for a very long time.

Then, as if he were possessed, he tried a little.

It is the souls they deserve to be brought out again.

A desperate scream flows as the soul is consumed. They were souls who had not yet acquired life and had no self, but they seemed to have noticed what had happened. There was a big commotion. The number of souls flowing towards him has decreased dramatically. Then the rebirth in his universe did not take place properly. The flow of life stagnated.

Even in Asura, he could only laugh satisfactorily.

He noticed the moment he ate his soul. There was something to warm up his empty futility. What was lacking was met. "Power" flowed to him.

* * *

After that, it was devastated. He eats his soul as he shuts up. I'm as strong as I eat. I wanted to eat it all at once because I felt like it, but there was a limit to the amount of food I could eat and the amount of time it took to digest. But it was also close to a matter of time.

I think I finally found the clue. I will fill myself with this power, and then I will challenge you to finally go to completion. Keeping me intact!

After that time, the Saviors began to protest. They saw what the world's nuclear power was doing, and they were seized by the horror of madness.

Because of that reaction, the nuclear world wondered. What pisses them off? Is that what worries you?

The Old Testament pleaded with the world's nuclear power, threatened and hung. When the world's nucleus stopped doing what it had to do, the flow of souls flocked to the Old Testament. Those who had originally played the role of "wealth" in helping the world's nucleus suddenly became "jeong", resulting in pressures that exceeded the size of the vessel. But the second thing was hard, and the soothsayers begged me to stop the covetousness of the nucleus. I couldn't even keep an eye on the soul's sacrifice.

He thought, "Why do the Saviors react so violently?

The answer was quickly drawn.

The norm of not eating souls existed in their brains, as was the natural truth of not taking away the possibility of other beings.

They were thinking that even if it was something they could do because of the code, it would be a big deal if they did it. Even if the ability allows it, it is pushing itself to its limits. I felt like I had no foolish mate. To protect the possibilities of others, you constrain your possibilities!

As soon as he became aware of the situation, he completed the concept of ‘sin’ for the first time.

The world, which defined itself as an original sin, said to the Savior as it proclaimed itself.

"You shall not constrain yourselves any more. ’

The world removed the norm from the Old Testament. The Saviors too, instead of holding their souls and returning them, allowed them to indulge.

There was only one reason the world allowed it.

‘The Saviors will also be a part of me at the end. ’