Isekai Tensei – Kimi to no Saikai made Nagai koto Nagai koto

Looking up at the huge building on the dome, in front of me, Mr. Gee with the grey hair grinning nicely in a suit.

Behind it, there are about four of them dressed in a suit over metallic flesh, no matter how robotic they are.

"Welcome aboard, Clarsentlehun ladies and gentlemen. I am dressed as the curator of our hotel, my name is Sepia. See you later."

Look at me, I bow my head deep, Mr. Jee named Sepia. I see, curator.

"It's Vert Zieha. Wally, interrupt me suddenly."

"No. We are thrilled not only to see the miracle people who have emerged beyond the walls of the world, but also to have you come to our hotel. Please, relax today and take a look at the history of our country, no, this world"

Jee, who seems a lot older than me, has asked me not only to be polite, but also to shake hands with some pleasure.

I didn't know you'd be so welcome...

"Oops. Sorry for the excitement. For many years, I have worked like an administrator of the history of the world, and I am unworthy and excited to meet new and historic figures."

"Kuha, then, I'm sorry. The inhabitants of different worlds have finally emerged, more than ever, as bad men."

"What do you say? It would be more irritating to have a shoulder watermark if a non-interesting normal person could come. After all, those who walked in different worlds, different civilizations. If it's not somewhat out of common sense, this one's in trouble."

"Heh, you tell me. I like it, Mr. Cancho. Well, why don't you show me around?"

Fine, you're Nori's good Jee. The lower and thinner as a dead branch, however I feel like Mr. THE ZEE, those eyes that look at me sparkle like a kid chasing a dream.

I thought Obenkyo was boring and extreme at first at the museum, but it's getting a little fun.

"No, Vert! I just want you to tell me about Captain Hanger and the results! What happened to Princess Cleo?

"I'm worried too! Please, just tell me the results!

"Something's going on in my body, and I can't help it! Say it right!

"My lord! I'm a newborn!"

So, these guys, are you worried about that one? Nettle's Yarrow, too, told you that Temeer would come here.

"So, it's a long story."

"Then why did you make Captain Hanger appear? If you want to make the separation better, you'll protect your pet. Proclamation, the other one fell in love. I'm glad that's all!

"Huh?... No, that was the moment I talked to my pet, and maybe he likes me - and then with that Captain Hanger..."

I think so. Well, maybe the pet, too, was there after that...

"Well, come here, then"

If you think so, Mr. Jee is trying to attend us with great motivation.

There's no way we can talk in this situation...

I'll talk to you later.

"" "" "What happened with Captain Hanger!

That's persistent.

"Hey, you got a relationship. Talking to me, Mr. Jee's gonna cry?

"Well, that's all I want to tell you! Well, it looks like there was a lot going on with the kidnapper Captain Hanger, but this is how you and your pet are alive... I mean, are you sure you were safe?

"Safe...... well, right. When you get rattled."

Safe... Well, you're safe... Nettle's right, and this is how me and my pet are alive.

"But I'm not familiar with you either, but that Cleo kid, like your daughter-in-law, was a genius and ten brave men for sure, right? But were you with the Ten Brave Men?

"Hmm? Oh... well, that's..."

"And that? What happened? What happened?

"Cleo is a princess... dead. A long time ago."

Well, I was a terrific kid then, and right after that, I couldn't even get my memories back from my previous life and immerse myself in sentiment about it...

"" ""......... Huh?

"Sasa, let me introduce you to the area of BC before the creation of the world."

"" "" Whoa, whoa, whoa!

After the curator with a little bit of uncut feeling..................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"Take a look. Our ancestors lived in your world at the time. At the time, the world was inhabited by 'mankind', 'earthlings' and two species of human beings. Well, some of them, at the hands of our ancestors, gradually increased, such as" subhumans, "" digger types, angel types, and "newcomers" created by genetic manipulation of man and beast. "

The guided room was equipped with numerous glazed exhibition corners throughout the room.

Large, high ceilings, and seemingly important installations in clean spaces are classic things that seem unusual in this scientifically and technologically developed world, such as sticks and canes on swords.

"Wait a minute. You don't have a demon clan?

"No. There was no such thing as a demonic race, if it were."

On the other side of the glass of the exhibit is a photograph depicting something like the formation of the world.

There, in a number of lined capsules, humans drilling parts of their flesh, winged humans from their backs, humans with pointy ears, researcher-like humans wrapped around the white coat that surrounds them.

"And rude story, your ancestors were not called mankind. Our ancestors, who possessed technical skills and cultures that had slipped out at the time in Clarsentrehun, were called mankind, and you, who were culturally lacking in evolution, were called 'earthlings'. Well, sometimes he seemed to call me 'the original'. It also seemed a bit tricky for the earthlings to claim that they were the 'humans' and, conversely, to see the civilization and technical abilities of our ancestors and call our ancestors' divine tribes'"

The ancestors of Musashi, Neto, and Eljera were originally created artificially? No, he said that the Phantom Beast tribe was created by the Divine tribe or something, but so did the Subhumans?

Besides, that's not a unique way to create a fantasy world, but in a way like this test tube?

"Even so, are our ancestors original? Well, you mean it hadn't evolved so much yet from monkeys. The Ivories who came to our world as investigators said something about us."

"Was I? But the original is, in a sense, what our ancestors used to say in" losing "."

"What?"

"Why did we humankind possess so much developed technology and civilization? That's because he was weak. While he had excellent culture and skills, he did not possess special abilities like earthlings"

Special abilities? What does that mean? Such power over the original...

"Look, you would have used it when you were fighting a terrorist group, too. Float things without using your hands..."

"Magic!

"Is that what you call it in your world now? Yes. The presence or absence of that power was the decisive difference between humanity and the earthlings. Because of its power, the earthlings didn't even need technology or anything so convenient. Because your ancestors could fly, use fire, use water, without any tools."

I see. Sure, fly with magical powers, float things, fire out and water out. If such a force can be freely used, even machines are not so necessary.

Even if you don't have a phone, there are all kinds of things you can use like telepathy and demonic crystals.

Is that why humanity and the original are evolving differently?

But when I hear that explanation, I wonder...

"So, what about the Demons?

That's what happens.

Then I wonder where the Demons came from.

"They suddenly appeared to Klarsentrehun. The theories vary. It emerged from the moon that became a barren earth, or from different realms of different dimensions, etc. You think you've emerged from hell, further down than the ground? Either way, it is said that their homeland, called the 'Demonic Realm', has perished and has been traced to Clarsentrehun in search of new heavens and earth."

No, Ivory said that, too.

The Demons didn't originally live in our world.

Was it true?

"At the time, the world tried to embrace them. But its number, its temperament, its tough flesh like a subhuman, its mahogany to manipulate just like a grounder. All of that became a threat, and no one started it, and realizing it, the world developed into a battle between different races that hung their survival and their territory."

I will look at the panel of exhibits in turn.

"Subhumans are also, if by nature, mankind's produced products. But its breeding power went far beyond assumptions, multiplied beyond the control of mankind, and at last, in strife with the devil tribe, the subhuman created societies and nations independent of mankind. At the same time, the earthlings put up canes and swords to defend their right to life."

Photographs of those who at first seem to be representatives of different races making circles and shaking hands with gutter.

But from then on, there was a hell of a picture of a bloody feud that made me want to cover my eyes, supposedly a picture of the battlefield.

"Our ancestors also resisted using their technology, weapons, and even 'newcomers', which were still under control, as weapons. And the battle became intense, headed by each race, army, country, or hero." Six Hundred Sixty Six Demon Kings, Thousand Beast Kings, One Hundred Army Brave Warriors, Seven Great Sins, and so on, and so on, and so on, there were endless feuds. "

My legs stopped in one photo as I glimpsed the battlefield panels in a flickering fashion.

Pictured there was one human with the same angel wings as Eljera and the devil wings of Jeranga, left and right different wings on his back.

What surrounds you is the armor of a knight shining in gold. Fucking hairy, uselessly handsome one.

"............... this guy"

I didn't know you were going to see this guy's picture here.

Did he really exist in these times......

"It was a newcomer called the greatest masterpiece of the time, who was also the head of the Seven Great Crimes and commander-in-chief of mankind's army. 'Lucifer'. Did you know that?

No way, you'd be surprised if I told you I'd seen the real thing. He's the one who blessed Hutu with my marriage.

Even so, you were still an awesome guy, that guy. Just a fellow clonian, it seems like he's part of some kind of comedy group.

Well, he used to fight each other, too, with Xynn. That's right, big guy.

"But superior technology and talent were eventually crushed by the power of numbers. Humanity was in the tens of millions or so at the time. Original, subhuman and demonic peoples multiply with their breeding power, rather than with fewer numbers in fierce wars. They each had a population of over a billion people."

As we gradually progressed to the back of the room, we found that the history in the homeland of 'Humanity = Divine Nation' came to an end.

"The remaining hands of mankind, which were no longer thought to be a matter of time, were limited. Resist to the end, subordinate, or seek a new heaven and earth out of the reach of any race............ then there was an incident. And on the occasion of that incident, the history of the world moved a lot."

"Incident?"

"In the world, one prophet appeared. The prophet appeared to our ancestors with the grounders of the" Chosen Six "and a grounder known as the" Proxy ". The prophet's name is' Michelle '. Unfortunately, the name is retained as material, but photographs and other publications are prohibited, so I've never seen it either."

Oh, there you finally come out. Choi Choi, you're out, you're an example bastard...

"And the prophecy that Michelle told me. It was a magnificent prophecy that a being called 'Moore' would destroy all the world in two thousand or three hundred years."

And finally come out.

"Destroy the world. It's a fantasy chick thing, but honestly, I got all kinds of mendokusai because of it too. I got trapped, and I got targeted. Everything was connected there. What's a mor? Who the hell are you?"

Until now, I've been swayed, that word.

In the end, something always happened and I couldn't ask Sole.

Even that perverted ligantina exists enough to show a serial face.

Normally, no matter what I hear about destroying the world, I'm like, "What are you talking about? Are you out of your mind? I just think," but fulfill this...

"It is Moore who is God, King, Human, Race, Country and World. On record, we called them all mores."

"... what do you mean?

"Unfortunately, I don't know that much about it either, and we don't disclose that information either. More information about Michelle and Moore seems to be considered the top secret in all the world. However, only words like inheritance are conveyed to us ordinary people. The heirloom..."

Heritage? What? Then the curator, in a storytelling tone as if he were going to tell an old story...

"A river of stars stretching out into heaven. The Great God of Terror (Daoishin) appears more than the end of a world that cannot even be seen at its end. The merciless Last Judgment of the Great God, Almageddon, returns all the journeys of creation and circle to nothing."

The Great God of Terror appears from the sky? What the hell. Are you trying to tell me that some sort of divine god comes down from the sky?

"You know, old humans used to get a lot of stories like that about assholes. Hey, Neto, what do you think..........................."

At times like this, I thought it was the turn of the commentator Nite, who is shocked and flirting like a corpse with the mussassies.

"I died before the twisted princess delved... what, I'm already worried about something, but it only depresses me when I keep asking."

"Ugh, my lord, why, why sarah?"

"Princess Cleo kidnapped me when I felt so sorry for you for being jerked off. Help me with that. There's a romantic love story... or even for a second. Give me back my feelings, you bastard."

"I'm not in the mood for anything today."

I know you guys have been asking, but screw you!

These guys, all of them, they didn't listen to the curator at all. Hey.

Damn, you're not emotional...