I Kinda Came to Another World, but Where’s the Way Home?

"Clone...?

Noelle-like woman, slowly lowering a small pistol-shaped demon prop to an orange murmur, tilted her neck quietly. Maybe you don't know the word clone, do you know you're not a normal person yourself in the first place? Orange sounds think.

But if you look around, there are more than a dozen clones of Noel put in the blue culture fluid. This is a fact that cannot be changed.

The orange noise approached the equipment right next to her by cutting her gaze from the woman in front of her. Looking at consoles that resemble keyboards, a number of prints that clearly document data, and what can be described as products of science, Orange Sound opens its eyes to surprise. Because I didn't think there was any such thing in this fantasy world.

And I am sure that different worlds are involved in the creation of this facility. It's also someone deeply involved in biological research. Otherwise, there is no way we can succeed in this kind of cloning technology. A horrible study of madness and malice.

I don't know who made this place - Sole doesn't know, I'm sure it's not humane for that purpose. Did you do this place of business because you were originally crazy and came to another world? Or did you do such a place to accomplish the purpose for which you were born because of some crazy cause?

I don't know, but whatever it is, the fact that there are other people involved in this place may lead us back to the original world. Orange noise thought so.

"... but well, that sounds crazy to me good"

"... go home, what are you doing here"

……

As the orange noise turned around, he hung up when he saw a clone that looked just like Noel, who had lowered his demon prop, and the clone returned that way as he stunned the orange noise as he stripped out his vigilance.

But the orange noise felt mild sympathy for the clone. Because in the vigilance that dwelt in my eyes, I could see that I was hiding my fright. In spite of that... she says to put up the magic props again and go home to the orange noises, so to speak.

Honestly, Orange Noise had no feelings against her for dealing with humans. Clones are clones. Some people would treat them the same way as humans, but some people would think they lived the same way as humans, but orange sounds weren't.

I didn't recognize clones as human. Though Sole may be because he knows what has become of them… Still, orange noise does not recognize them as human beings. Because I thought that even though a vegetated human being was dead and a ghost, clones were still alive, and so on.

"I know who you are."

"Huh... our mother has been dead for over 200 years... you human beings can't possibly know...!

"What do you think? How can you say I'm dead over 200 years ago? You're not as old as you look, are you? Maybe I am, too."

Orange noise decided to find out what she was doing on this occasion. What happened here, what happened here, what was being done here, and what happened to Noel and he died? If you don't know Sole, you can't move on.

Flush through her words and move on. Ultimately, it's okay to go wild on this occasion, so she's powerless to take the lead, a clone on this occasion.

"... whats the purpose"

"I want you to tell me everything about what happened here and how your 'mother' body died... so I can leave this place in silence. Fix the hole in the floor, forget what you saw here, and stay away from the mansion above."

To the orange sound words, Clone's girlfriend closed her eyes.

He bit his lip, thought hard about something, and seemed troubled.

And how long she would have done so...... for more than a dozen minutes she had been thinking hard. I've been thinking about something.

And I guess I decided something...... she opened her eyes slowly.

"... just one thing, I want to hear. Can you kill people?

"If I have to, even tens, hundreds, or thousands, I'll let them kill me."

"............... ok, let's talk. So do me a favor instead."

As she approaches one of the culture capsules, she says, staring at Noel's clone sleeping in it. It was a sad cry. Poop, she says to the orange noise.

"After everything I've heard... I want you to destroy us with your hands... every single place in this world."

◇ ◇ ◇

- About 200 + years ago. As far as Noel's clone can tell, it will reveal what happened then.

... This facility used to be an unnamed one. Only one human being created a space from the fifth basement floor to the sixth hidden basement floor. This facility was created by a man who doesn't even know if he's already dead.

I don't know what the purpose is. Clones didn't even seem to know why it was made.

However, the person who was the founder of the facility caught the orphan gathering at the mansion. Apparently the Golem was a relic from that time. Probably was using the golem to gather orphans.

One of the orphans was - Noel.

The original Noel was collected like any other orphan and imprisoned in a holding cell on the sixth basement floor. All Clone knows is that it was spelled out like a diary on scrap paper secretly collected by one of its orphans.

She read it as she collected all the paper from that diary and retrieved the items wrapped in strings.

◇ Day 1 ◇

I don't know how many days it is, so the day I put this on is day one.

We've been exposed to one man and this one, and now we are. He says to us… "Let me tempt you to see if there are any of you".

I didn't know what that meant, but I've done terrible things to this one. There were plenty of kids who wanted to, wanted to, wanted to die. I wanted to, too.

Many times I was hit with a needle called a cucumber, and I was dusted by a round calf with water. Though I thought I was going to be depressed, I was raised from the water before I died, and I was dusted again as I was interrupting. Many, many times, they did it.

And I was cut around my heel. We are all, we can never walk again.

◇ Day 2 ◇

Today, a lot of new kids came in, but a lot of them died. Den-ryu and all the other things got burned and a lot of dead kids came out. Am I being too rough? Because it is expensive, I was told that I wanted to be great but I was able to survive.

What the hell is that? He hit me again. I've been wanting it for a while now.

◇ Day 3 ◇

Again today, several children have died. Including me, there are only 8 more people alive...... Ya, Jean, Simi, everyone's eyes are no longer as alive as they ever were. In despair, everyone's eyes are dead.

Maybe I, too, have no hope of living anymore. My legs are both gone now... while I can't walk, I can't even look at my legs anymore. My head hurts cancer already. It's going to crack.

No more, I want to go home... back then.

◇ Day 4 ◇

Also, he's dead. All that's left is me and... Chee and Me... and this guy said, you have a match. [M] And I've already lost both legs and my right arm. I'm also deaf. Somebody help me... What did we do...? I don't want to die, somebody help... help us...!

I can't even feel the pain anymore.

◇

The diary is broken on the fourth day.

But perhaps there will be a long time between each of those days, Clone says. At least, they're free every day for more than two weeks.

In the meantime, we don't know what was going on, but experiments with physical modifications appear to have been carried out from experimental tools. From the looks of it, to the contents of the DNA, they were forced to modify everything. They shredded the wasted parts, erased all the wasted sensations, and continued to experiment with the orphans to exhaust their talents called 'qualities'.

And it was the person who kept this diary who survived that experiment until the end, and Noel, the original of the clone.

They were hung up on experiments after the fourth day of the diary. And the lord of the diary is dead. The flesh, the life, the soul, died. If I were to borrow the word, I guess what was more qualitative was that Noel and I were the other one.

Noel then died after many experiments. For this minute, the other one must have died. I don't know what the purpose was, but it's reasonable to assume that the other child died and had some qualities in Noel's body than produced a clone that remains today from Noel's DNA.

According to the clone, when the first clone woke up, there was already no founder, and the facility was completely abandoned. And it seems that the clones have learned from the materials they found how to use the equipment, and have lived to this day while opening up clones with one person, another.

It's not what I was doing.

They couldn't get out of this basement on the sixth floor and were only waiting for death, so at least they were always waiting for death on a clone of about two to bury their loneliness. The clone that met Orange Sound seemed to be tampering with the equipment to free the clone that replaced the clone that had died earlier.

That's all the clones know.

"... that is, your mother, who, although not knowing the purpose of the founder of this facility, survived every experiment of the orphans and supposedly had 'qualities', was used as a plain body of clones... and whatever the purpose, she was used up, she died..."

"Probably, that's what I think...... our mother lost everything and died. After the experiment, the humans killed him."

"Hey..."

This is Noel's cause of death. Although many of the vicious experiments carried out by the founder who created this facility cannot even be imagined by the orange sounds, she was killed after such experiments. If it had been written by the Lord in the diary, he would have taken his limbs. I would have lost my senses, too. Maybe they made me a body that couldn't even shed tears. My heart may have been destroyed, too. Every inch of DNA, from one hair to the next... was used up for the purpose of the founder.

As a result, she became a ghost after her death.

I don't know why he became a ghost, but perhaps Noel thought at the time of his death. I hate to die, and... I may have shed tears that don't flow. She may have tried to live, even if she lost all her memories, exited her wounded flesh and became the only body left of her soul.

A strong will to live may have created the result of a ghost in order to resolve the inconsistency with a body that cannot escape death. It's absurd, but it's not impossible.

"... so why do you want me to break this place?

Listen to the story, Orange Sound asks. Then I wonder why you told me to break this place.

"... we are tired of this facility. It is unforgivable for us to leave this place where our mother suffered and died... ourselves. Originally I just wait for death... a good opportunity, I want it to end here"

"Hmmm......"

They don't know the name clone, but they have a sense that it's clone. And the fact that the girl who has become our vegan dies in pain in every experiment, and that the resulting existence is ourselves.

That's why they were going to die. We wanted to end this, ourselves. But I couldn't turn down my own life or ask a clone to turn me down. For them, it was because they were family.

So I decided to end the orange noises that appeared. If you can't get here, then I'm glad... because my family's life will be protected. But if you've come this far, you'll have to stop.

"- Okay, fine."

And when he heard the story, Orange Sound said so and accepted the sole...

"I have my purpose, too. I know what you want to know, and let's get it all straight here."