Hyaku Ma No Aruji

"Lindholm the Spiritual Mountain".

There was a spiritual mountain where all living creatures were supposedly headed after death.

The spirits of the creatures who reached the spiritual mountain Lindholm said that there they would change their destination by untrained large and small, some ascending to heaven and some waiting for 'something' in the corner of the spiritual mountain to resolve untrained.

- A place of worship for the soul.

The summit of such a spiritual mountain Lindholm.

Among the untrained spirits who sat in the spiritual mountains, there was a place where the powerful gathered together.

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"The grass has been picked up."

"Seriously. That's gonna work."

"Can't you just say that you actually succeeded in not getting your soul across properly?

"Well, yes, but the fact that the exotic grass planted here is connected to the exotic grass of another world is a miracle in itself, isn't it?"

There were some voices flying there.

Top of mountain full of bumpy stone.

Cold breeze (kampoo) and snow makeup debris scattered around.

In such a white and gray space, a spirit with a clear body...

"I don't care if it's a spiritual body or a hundred people. Hey, get away from me a little bit."

"You know what? I've always wondered about this guy. We're gonna have a baby."

A total of 100.

There was only one physical body in the centre where its spirits gathered.

It lay on its back, shaking its bright white hair in the wind.

It doesn't even work with Pickle. It's like a dead man.

"Somehow, from the remnants of our souls, we were able to create a physical body, but we didn't have the" contents "at the heart. This is worse than the dead, then. A doll."

"Our child who clears the untrained of the English Spirit. The body is our collective. Definitely will have qualities, but the contents are difficult for puppets."

"Greed will destroy you. - It's already gone."

"I'm not greedy. You're talented, you're not. If a soul comes with a strong will that is just noble, not even lonely, and unbeatable to the rough wind, then there is nothing else to say."

"That's greed. Well, okay. Let's see if it really comes first. I can't catch my soul in this world. The ones who have risen to the sky will be swallowed by the Heavenly Sea of Souls, and the ones who have come to this Lindholm are all those who lack souls."

"We are no exception. Therefore, the only way to clear our untrained is to call a healthy soul from another realm"

"Right. Anyway, Tyrant's right. Can you really come across? The magic I kept on the other grassroots did cross the world. The roots crossed the world and connected with the other roots. If the flowers bloom, the gates open."

"Everything was miraculously left to me, but you've worked so far. - I've never even seen cross grass in my life. I thought it was a fairy tale."

"We all are. It's my first time, too. Besides, I'm sure no one's ever seen grass cross the world before."

Numerous voices fly.

Men's voices, women's voices.

All of them were up somewhat.

"- It's time for the flowers of the Divergent Grass to bloom. Let me follow my magic to see who blossomed."

"Be careful. Your consciousness is in the middle of the world. If I were you, I'd be a failure."

"We're going to show you the way. Our son's soul."

"I'll take care of it. I won't screw up if I get here."

One of the spirits.

A man with a long skinny body and a neutral aesthetic snorted.

Immediately afterwards, the man's body disappears softly so that it is disputed by the wind.

The other spirits watched the man disappear with a strange face.

In the meantime, someone told me to wish.

- Come, child of the English Spirit.

The voice melted in the sky and flew all the way over there.