Instant Death

"There's a novel called" More Than a Human Being "written by a man called Theodore Stajon."

Back then, when the night fog was still in the mansion in the basement. Said Asahi Gaoyuan during an outrageous chat.

"I don't know about that novel, but you're from Stasion's Law, right?

"That. Someone who said 90% of SF is scum. So, I guess classical SF is the one. Oh, now you didn't think SF was a readable pattern."

"Even if they say so. I don't know if I can read SF or not."

"As the title suggests, it's a novel that deals with beings beyond human beings, and the word Ethos comes into it. Was it translated as character? You say that transcendental beings need character, not ethics or morality."

"Personality? I'm not sure."

"Um, I guess some people said I should translate it as a code. I don't remember every detail, either, but the point is, it's impossible to apply human morality and ethics to a transhumant being, and it feels like that being doesn't make new rules for itself."

"You mean I think for myself, too?

"That sort of thing. You don't have to think hard about it, do you? Because you can do anything, you can't live orbitlessly. Think about it. I don't know what character you're supposed to follow."

There is no society in the night mist, which is a single being, and there is no ethic to follow.

The rules for night fog need to be decided by the night fog itself, nobody else.

I guess I remembered that because now I'm in an irregular situation in that rule.

The night fog was falling through the darkness.

- You said the demonic hierarchy was about a kilometer high.

Estimate.

The gravitational acceleration of this world is set at 10 m/s2 (meters per second) for large clutter, and if you ignore air resistance, it would be about 14 seconds until it crashes to the ground.

A few seconds have already passed at this point, so we have less than 10 seconds left.

- If this is really a naturally occurring disaster, I can't help but die like this.

But you can't have died here because you're sworn to bring Chichika back to the original world. Besides, it is difficult to say what a natural disaster is to consider the occurrence of a cliff collapse, and it is likely that it is a ploy of some kind.

If I decided to do something about it, I needed to free up my powers.

Because with the force that night fog calls Phase 1, we can't cope with this phase.

Though it seems exaggerated if you ask around Chichika, Night Mist thinks you are in the realm of man.

As for the power of crisis sensing and instant death, it happens by accident, so I think it's within explanatory limits.

If you want to die, your opponent dies. I know the danger of death and I can avoid it.

There was no objective causality there, and it was impossible, albeit possible, to argue that it was just a coincidence.

But the existence that can unlock the present situation is clearly not a normal person.

- There's magic in this world. I guess some people can do about this.

Night fog that wants to be as human as possible convinces itself yes to tolerate Phase 2 use for a few seconds.

There are several locked gates in my mind, the image of a gradual opening of the gates to free my powers.

After the second gate, it automatically closes at a predetermined time.

We are following such a cumbersome process because if we make one mistake, the world will easily perish. Operations after the second gate need to be cautious.

Getting ready, the night fog opened the second gate.

- Stop the fall. But if we don't limit it well, the gravity of this whole world won't go away.

It becomes very difficult to limit the scope when trying to erase shapeless phenomena and concepts. That's also why I hesitated to kill "space" in the tower that was sealing the demons.

Besides, can we determine gravity as a phenomenon that attracts objects to the ground in this world?

Can we kill something that is not even certain of its existence, such as gravity?

Doesn't killing gravity just make isometric motion isometric motion?

A little lost night fog but soon reopened. It's something I used to do unconsciously and it's a waste of time from what I've been thinking.

"That's a pain in the ass. Then I'll kill my momentum."

This stuff is just a word game.

But that was possible for the night fog that led to Phase 2.

Kill the falling energy that is on you at this moment.

At this point, it doesn't matter what kind of force is actually working.

What dies and what phenomena happen. It depends on the perception of night fog.

The force activates and begins to decelerate as soon as possible.

Holding David falling next door, by the time he landed on the ground, the fall speed was almost zero.

The gate closes automatically when it lands and moves to Phase 1. The night fog was just a little relieved. Because it shouldn't be left open for very long.

"Well, David doesn't look too good."

I laid David gently on the ground.

It was originally hazy, but he is caught in a cliff crash and injured. I may have broken my bone.

Look around. The sight around me was like keeping an eye out.

It's like a flower garden in the woods, but everything is colored in extreme colors.

The grass, the flowers, the trees, the rivers, the sky, it was as if everything was painted in uncharted colors.

The trees are unnaturally twisted, the mushrooms growing there are huge idiots, and the flowers bloom by the unusual.

Night fog, observing around the street, took out his smartphone thinking there seemed to be no immediate way back.

Lord, where are you? This one's in trouble!

When I called, it connected me to Sugu.

Easily report on each other's situation.

Also on this side, Theon was revealed, demanding to kill each other.

"I'll look for a way back, but what are you going to do about it?

"We still have time to start killing each other. But if it starts, it's a little harsh."

When a sage's gift is against him, Chichika's physical combat power alone will not be able to deal with it.

"Call me when you're in danger. I'll do something about it."

'Can we do something about it?

"I wonder if I can do it in a way I don't really want to do"

'Okay. But somehow, you have to come back soon!

End the call.

I tried to move to the woods for now, but noticed something noisy.

Someone's coming over here in a fuss.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa! hey, why are you attacking me Awkward!? Didn't they miss it!!"

That's the kind of voice I heard somewhere.

Soon the Lord of his voice revealed himself through the woods.

"No, no, no!

It was the little fat boy who was revealed, and as soon as he saw the night fog, he went grounded and slipped straight into it.

The night fog reminded me when I saw him in a dungeon.

"Was it Hanakawa? Why are you here?

"That's our dialogue. Whoa, whoa, whoa!?"

That was my classmate, Daimon Hanakawa.

"No, like I said I'd kill you next time"

Night fog was a reminder of the treatment of Hanakawa. Probably because I wasn't very interested.

"I didn't tell you!? You only told me to wait in the woods!

"Am I? Then why are you here?

I remember how it was said.

Hanakawa came after Chichika, who remained on the bus.

When the night fog killed the two who came with him, Hanakawa wore his own collar of slaves and did so, saying that he would become a slave.

So the night fog took the golden-eyed objects from the Hanakawa and ordered them to wait in the nearby woods.

Then somehow we were supposed to meet again in the tower of the demon god and order him to wait in the woods even then.

"Ugh... that's the..."

Clouding his words, Hanakawa moved around behind the night mist, sitting down.

When you admire it as something clever, something more comes from the woods.

What was revealed was a translucent mass.

Bumpy, indeterminate beings big enough to look up. Inside it was drifting like garbage. If you look at the forest, it melts after it comes through. I guess he came while taking in what he touched.

It's indeterminate, but it's growing a couple of things like feet, and it seems to be moving with it supporting the body.

Something like that is coming out of the woods.

"Die."

I felt a clear intention to kill from them, and the night fog released its power.

Both chunks lose strength and collapse on the spot. Later all that remained was a crap of water immersion.

"You're as impotent as ever!

Hanakawa behind him raised his voice loudly.

"So?"

The night fog encouraged the conversation to continue.

"Uh, you know, what do you say..."

It's hard to say, Hanakawa didn't try to start talking.

"You know what? If you're thinking about how to deceive me, isn't that a pain in the ass? I think it's hard to keep lying consistently."

You thought deception was futile, Hanakawa, who remained grounded, reluctantly began to explain.

"Uh, it's been a long time since we talked, but there's been a lot going on since then."

"Well no. Not if you're asking me that."

"You're still my pace! You are!"

"Is this the seventh floor? I want to get back to the sixth floor, you know how to get back?

"You say strange things. Shouldn't we just go back the way we came?

"It's falling. I can't go back."

"Why are you alive?!?"

"Because I killed the momentum of the fall"

"It's really everything, you!

"So, how did Hanakawa get here?"

"Uh, it's a long time to talk, but if you mean you want to go upstairs, it's fine. It seems that there are shortcut points where you can travel to all parts of the demonic world."

"Then take me there."

"Oh, right. That's okay, but these seven layers are going to be outrageous right now. I think it's like the one that blew it earlier. Well, I would greatly appreciate it if you would go while protecting the awkward..."

"If Hanakawa dies here, you don't know how to go back, so you've decided to protect him."

"Are you sure? I tried to say something extra, but that wasn't in the direction!

Hanakawa rose.

I stopped the fog at night as I tried to walk as-is.

"Wait a minute. Take this man with you."

The night fog pointed to Davitt, who remained down.

"Whoa, I didn't know there was another one! But what do you want me to do? You can do it on your own."

"Carry it on your back"

"Why the awkward!

"You're definitely level 99. Isn't that how easy it is to win? No, can you grab restorative magic, too?

"Ugh... why would an awkward... man..."

Despite the bumps, Hanakawa used healing magic. So the injury seemed healed but never woke up, and Hanakawa reluctantly carried Davit.

"Well, it's not that far from here. Weird, but they chased me to my destination."

The night fog followed after Hanakawa.

Once again I went into the woods and after a while I saw a cliff.

I guess this is the end of the seven layers.

I just got to the end, and I walk along the cliff.

"But then again, I guess, you stopped showing up, didn't you?

"If it's a bluff, I'm killing it from one end."

Are you aware of the presence of the night fogs, translucent chunks are coming later.

The night fog was killing them from the edge of noticing.

Hanakawa alone would have been very unable to deal with those coming from all directions.

"Ooh, what a relief! But I was wondering if I could get a little nervous!?"

"If I get nervous, what's the tone of that? I'm out of my mind."

"Now is the right time to hear that! No, well, there's a lot of things about this that make me awkward."

"I knew it. No. I wasn't that interested."

"Then I don't want you to ask!

While I was saying that, I reached a destination.

There was a metal door on the rock wall.

It had a big handle on it. It seemed to be tightly closed.

"Pfft! Awkward people have earned the full power of this demonic world!

As Hanakawa approached, the door opened alone.

They can only open and close there to administrators.

Inside is a rectangular small room. Apparently, it's like an elevator.

"Well. You wanted to go to the sixth floor. Awkward people want to say goodbye to this place, so if you take the High Halls down on the sixth floor, go straight to the next level -"

"You can't operate this without Hanakawa, can you? Then you'll have to follow me."

"That's right!

Hanakawa's face was tight.

Killings that take place on six levels, if a person with the ability to transfer dies, the method of return will be lost.

It was a nocturnal mist that was not exposed, such as the intention to miss Hanakawa, now that it was likely to do so.