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

Unlike previous thin and sharp bursting sounds, the thunder was bursting with thickness and even dullness.

It's as if there's a difference between the sound of a balloon cracking and the sound of a pistol firing, and I can understand that it's very different in density and power from what it's been. In fact, the degree of white flash and instantaneous destruction had risen exceptionally.

Its thunder, which forms the shape of a spear, does not allow the concept of defense to be as good as ever. It is no exaggeration to say that Sole, which looms through every obstacle, is just a scourge bewitched by men.

- Funeral Armed "Funeral Norai (Brewnak)"

Threats tormented several times by making it a funeral arm the first time the orange sounds and others saw it. The funeral armaments of Metis, Maria and Mary were certainly no threat, but they haven't hunted down as much orange noise as Stella's funeral armament. As far as "Keraunos", the most powerful move, has a proven track record of beating down and even stunning the orange noise, which at the time had an overwhelming defense, by the time it was skinless.

I can't help but look at the whole thing. Perhaps I can be convinced that it is said to be the most powerful weapon in this world.

But there was also a little bit of mystery about her.

Her funeral arm has remained open to orange noise for some reason ever since she showed a second opening. When we were to fight again, her deployed funeral armament continued to open up second. For what reason?

"-" Comet Down (Stardust Fall) ""

The moment the comet blow finishes a single blink approaches.

The Euarian knife tore it apart and the comet in two made a big decision behind her. But Euaria, still grinning, doesn't notice Stella diving in front of herself because she was blinded by a flash that approached her for a moment.

In that gap Stella pokes up the tip of that spear from directly below, aiming at Euaria's neck.

But the tip of it was also played by a knife the moment it touched Yuaria's neck. Looks just like before at first glance.

But I'm sure it's different from Leila and the others earlier.

That means that only one person is carrying out an attack so close to Euaria's neck. There was no collaboration, and the fact that Stella had succeeded in injuring a thin piece of skin in Euaria's neck by herself showed Stella's high combat ability.

"Oh, Stella... could you have been so strong?

"I've always done my best for my purpose."

But that's never because there's a funeral arm.

Ever since I once fought orange noise for the first time, I've just been constantly trained. He trained them to be stronger, faster, sharper, more skilled, improve their physical abilities, understand the mystery of the funeral armament, and handle it better.

While the orange sounds were dealing with various problems, while the braves were traveling, while the world was flowing as usual, she just worked carelessly on her own drills.

In fact, when orange noise reunited with Stella in the Zigvelian Republic, she was incredibly strong and mastered that 'Tianting (Keraunos)', albeit still immature.

It was completely unnoticed, but her growth rate is comparable to that of orange noise.

Yes, it's comparable to that (...) orange noise that has other irregular moves (cheats) that you won't allow to follow in growing up.

"Huh!"

"... did you take it off... you're still strong"

And the thunderbolt, which tried to determine the Eurasian steeple, is smitten with a single piece of paper. Euaria was also experiencing a rather dangerous increase in evasion.

"Awesome..."

It was Leila who saw such a battle and leaked it so.

The person who knows most about Stella's horrors in this would be Leila, except for the orange noise. Because they are the ones who taste the fear of being killed once.

But the sentiment was shared by everyone who was here.

Especially the two strongest and corpse-sounding 'transcendents' levels can't help but be stunned by their strength. Stella is not a transcendent. Despite that, its strength is enough to fight each other against Euarian opponents.

Step into the realm of the 'transcendent', not even the 'transcendent'. I got a good idea for both of us how true that is.

'Apostle' Stella, is a gifted genius worthy of exchanging divine slaughter.

"Though... that's still not enough. Sure, I can't lose my mind, but I can't handle it enough. With the help of the kids behind us, if we can work together on the level we've just had, you can't do it without trust, can you?

"... I don't know that yet"

Once at a distance, Euaria tells him so with an invincible grin, but Stella still doesn't break that look.

Do you have any hands - Stella cut the trump card the moment she thought so.

"Can you use that knife?"

That hand I didn't realize because I was inside the temple.

Sole (...) crashed down the temple ceiling so that it enclosed all the columns. Its immensity, as if the sky had fallen intact, is precisely the natural disaster itself in the hands of man.

- "Tianting."

This move, which used to require a big build-up when it came down to orange noise, she made it ready during this battle with Euaria. Gathering thunder in the sky, hunting down Euaria. Its concentration, precision magic manipulation, and unusual technical ability to handle the two processes simultaneously.

In an instant, the pillars of thunder swallowed Euaria's body.

Is Stella in complete control of the lightning this time, or is she not threatened by non-Eurasian faces? We are concentrating on that overwhelming destruction to the extent that we do not let Euaria escape.

"The Judgment of Thunder, which also kills God - you will not be safe enough to say you are"

Stella tells him so and drops more thunder so as to cover the pillars of thunder now. Its thunder is not just about Euaria, it chooses the ground and creates a huge hole with the roar.

And when that pillar of thunder dissipated with a splash of bees and a spark of aftertaste, there is no Eurasian figure there, and instead a large hole remains unseen at the bottom. The bottomless darkness underpinned the silence that was born there, as if it had swallowed Euaria herself.

In the eyes of everyone who was on the spot, the battle seemed decided...

"- Huh!?

"Become...!

Moments later, a small knife pierces Stella's abdomen.

From Stella's body, which opened her eyes in amazement, the same amount of blood fell.

There is no appearance of Euaria. Only that knife was piercing Stella's abdomen at some point, as if it had moved instantly.

Fluffy and mellow, Stella takes two steps back and kneels.

Then a voice sounded small, but good, from the darkness in front of him.

- I told you I'd show you a little seriousness, didn't I?

Euaria is not dead.

At the bottom of the darkness, she thrilled her tongue out.

◇ ◇ ◇

Consciousness floats.

I don't know if Euaria's powers have weakened, but apparently there is only room for thought in the spirit she was imprisoned by the geese until just now.

A bright white world - as if it were a world with that god (cuss), which reminds me of a slightly uncomfortable emotion.

Nevertheless, there is no array on this occasion right now.

Then let's just think about it for a second. Facing myself may be something I've avoided before.

"I've been told a lot..."

The most greedy thing I've ever wanted since I was born must have been affection.

What Euaria said about me, that's probably the most correct expression of me. That's what I couldn't get in line with in my life, so I guess I can't help but ask for it.

That's why I've been faking it.

From the time I became "me", distorting my natural personality.

If it was a dual personality, the story would still have been simple, but it's not as simple as the original personality has degenerated. I've worked so hard to keep my heart from scratching, from noticing the scratches, and I've lived off my eyes, as if the sole were normal.

So I'm sure my life keeps losing.

Run away, run away, keep running away, pretend you don't notice how scratched you are, and live looking like you haven't lost. There's nothing wrong with me, I was protecting my weak self as much as I could.

Because there was no one there to protect me.

No one believed me. [M]

There was no one to look at me.

So glad to hear it.

That Shiori was next to me.

In the depths of my heart, that was the only feeling I felt saved. "I" wanted to believe in people, but "I" couldn't believe in people, but for the first time, I wanted to believe her.

I don't even know how important that was, Shishi.

- I still have a proper "me" in me.

In the white space, a boy with the same face as me appeared in front of him.

Looks about elementary school. It is the sound of orange knife from the time I became you. [M]

I can talk. Then I'll ask you again, my life.

"That's especially true of Yulia."

"You've been running away."

This is my own conversation. Me and mine, the grip of the mind created by the distortion.

"I'm a mask. No matter where you go, it's not what you mean."

'You are my strength. I can't run if I want to, so I'm you.'

"If I stood up to you, I'd have looked good."

"If you had chosen to fight, this wouldn't have happened."

We know each other.

"I" have rejected the wounds and pain I have received in various battles, from my previous life to the other world. "Pain Invalid" is such a skill, I'll be the only one with it. My skills clearly show my "I". 'Creepy Physique' is such a skill, it would only seem ironic. This is a distortion created by me. [M]

Most of the power I've gained is borrowed.

Neither the power of temper, nor the power of the devil's eye, nor the power of the star spirit, is the power that came from me. The power that came from me, the power that came from my escape. "Beginning Crossing", "Fortress Brow" and "Goddess (Risk)" are forces that can only come from "me" who don't care about me or "me" who escaped reality. Especially 'beginner crossing', even the name is ironic. I can't believe I want to go back to the beginning, even if it's convenient.

I've never had the strength to stand up to this. [M]

"I guess we don't have to fight anymore."

Says "I" who have fought.

"You can't do that."

But I denied running away. [M]

Between the two facing each other, a slight blank appeared, "I" laughed unnaturally thinly, and "I" grinned mocking herself. I know - it's not like you don't have to fight.

It's time we stopped. Being stuck in a shell called escaping reality. We've escaped enough. I knew I couldn't escape, and I still fled to the end, and I knew there was a reality I had to face.

Because I have thoughts I can't go without facing them and important promises.

"Well, don't you want me anymore?"

It's the same "me." He was with me when I ran away and when I hurt him... then he's with me when I stand up to him. '

We close our eyes to each other, hand in hand, and our conversation ends. And when I opened my eyes again, only "I" stood there.

Not sad. But it still hurt. I can't stop crying.

"I knew it was painful and painful... all the life I've had, all the hard stuff"

Even without the wounds, the body knows the pain. Even though it will be in the past, the cursing murmurs that have been showered disturb my mind. Tears that you can't shed without losing your loved ones are finally worn out now.

Shiori, Finia, Lulu, Leishe, Leila, Doran, Noel...... I think I'll keep some corpse sounds at last. Important people who have supported me so far.

Finally, it's going to be heartily funny.

Wipe your tears and smile.

If you close your eyes and look inside me, you'll see that the distortions in me and the power that was generating the escape are degenerating. I guess it's because my soul has changed, it doesn't seem to change that I'm a transcendent, but I see that "pain nullification" has disappeared, "beginner crossing" has degenerated, and it has turned into a force that is in line with the original nature of what I am today. I think I can use it the same way because I'm half borrowed by the devil's eye.

"This is what happens when" Beginning Crossing "is degenerative -... it doesn't change much, but my own nature is a real pain in the ass"

I laugh when I stick around.

But, well, is it because it clearly represents me now that I'm somehow convinced?

"Well, it feels like it's been a while and I'm not used to it... let's seem"

I knew if I didn't try, I wouldn't be able to change anything.