It's Munchkin Healer

Bashrack... Bashrack...

I walked the tangled floor dizzily.

On the floor was a mixture of dark blue bronze and black adamantium, and there was a white glowing space a little distance away.

A small space 1 meter wide.

It was the floor where probability was offset.

Tuck!

The moment I climbed to the ground, the players' voices were muted.

I sat on it and exhaled.

“Phew... There must be a Tartarus Core down here, right? I'll pick it up later and take it. I will also prevent eavesdropping. ”

It appears to be some kind of dungeon creation. It appears to have been reinforced with large amounts of adamantium and bronze and offset by the probability of its descent.

The silent thief spoke.

Where should we start?

On your right hand was a ring given to you by a thief. It was complicated.

Since it was a contract, even if I used it together, I also believed in thieves.

I have so much to say. If I try to get over it properly, I'll lose the trust I've built up over the years. I won't lie to you today. Thank you for giving me the chance to talk. And I'm sorry.

The thief opens his mouth in a calm voice.

You nod and exhale.

“Never mind. We were expecting something about Earth anyway. So, you used me? You want to build a myth, like he said? ”

That's not the answer. It was about building trust, not mythology. One day, when I heard the truth, I hoped I'd be ready to try. So I can listen to my story without getting excited.

“It worked out that way. I'm listening to you right now. ”

That's why I'm sorry and thankful. A common warrior wouldn't have taken it so easily.

The thief replies with a low voice.

I watched the air and swallowed my breath.

White light rises from the collapsed ceiling of Tartarus.

“This was decisive. I never said anyone had been in a world before I came into it. And for seven years, there have been many warriors in the world, but none of them even knew the warriors who had fallen back. Maybe he's hiding who he is. But there's no way that so many can just disappear and come back. Yet the warriors did not know this. To not be able to recognize more than this. I thought you guys would have stopped him. This is the part of the world that can affect you in the first place. It's simple. Is that right?"

I asked with a bold voice.

The thief answered without prejudice.

That's right, you're quick to spot. It literally prevents them from being perceived. Like we're not supposed to tell each other the truth. And the indigenous people don't recognize the truth of the world.

“What about the natives? What do they have? ”

The indigenous people.They don't remember the past. The world that they lived in became a board. and being used like NPC on a game board. I don't recognize any of this. Let me ask you another question. Elves killing warriors. All Dwarves have hidden the Adamantium. Do you think this is a coincidence?

“This is your influence, too? ”

This was the truth I wanted to tell you. Nothing happens by accident.

The thief said in a decisive voice.

When I think about it, there was no ‘natural thing’.

Why do Elves say we should kill warriors for religious reasons?

Why did the Dwarves hide themselves with metals like Adamantium and Mythril?

Moreover, Cona, who explained the ‘Sam of Mana’, was the same.

Spirits are extinct.

It wasn't just the spirits that went extinct.

A dragon that cannot be missed from fantasy cannot be seen in this world.

“They say the spirits and dragons are extinct. Is that the same reason? ”

Of course, spirits and dragons were too powerful. Things that might be variables while using the world as a game board. The myth of catching it. They went extinct. They're both iconic.

“Okay. I get the idea. Let's start again before we get to the point. What's your name? Why would you lie if it's not real? If you want my trust back, you're gonna have to tell me from the start. ”

The reason for not stating the truth first is simple. That was the deal all along. Let's just get what we want. I build myths along with attempts, and attempts gain dungeon information and points through me. The only thing I cheated was that I could get to Earth for 50,000 points. I couldn't tell you the truth about this part. I apologize for that.

“Never mind. Apologize again. Your intentions matter. ”

I scratched my head and replied.

“Anyway, so who are you? I'd like to hear that first. Honestly, it's an unfamiliar name. I wonder if it's a ghost. ”

Okay, I know you were joking about wanting to share a woman's secret, but that's not the case right now. As I've heard, I'm a principal. A small chunk of grudge that, if it were true, would not have mythology or form. And then there was a line of myths, and they made me. And I'm up here filling in the lack of holiness in the world. You know that, right? I've heard that before.

“I didn't ask for this, but are you referring to the myth? Is that even sacred? ”

Similarly, a myth is a whirlwind of destiny, a great event. A great destiny brings about the proper power and Mana, and the person at the center of the event benefits from that power and Mana. Like a boss monster benefiting from a dungeon. That's sacred. The world is a game board that allows you to create myths just by rolling characters.

“Then you must have sucked some honey with this one. It's a big case. ”

Well, my attempts and I are not tied together in a normal relationship. If there's a myth, it's just an attempt.

The thief replied with a bold tone.

My head tilted in this story.

“What, so you didn't use me as a myth from the start? ”

Of course, it wasn't my choice, it wasn't my performance. Like I just said, I just wanted to earn the trust of the trials, not the myths. Does that make any sense?

“I'm not a volunteer... ”

He frowns and mutters.

If this is true, the thief followed me around volunteering for trust.

But there was no way to prove it.

That's what I'm gonna do first.

Besides, I had to think about what mythology meant to me.

Meanwhile, the bandits continued.

You are the principle of being from Earth.

He spent his entire life being trained as an assassin, gaining knowledge and immunity against poison, and was sent on an assassination mission to the higher-ups when the time came.

Sometimes they fail, sometimes they succeed, but sometimes they get caught and slaughtered by bystanders.

Even if I came back alive, I was betrayed for silence, thrown on another mission, and countless girls died.

That was Welshakagna.

Their grudges and memories condensed.

A line of myths left to arrive in this world.

At that time, I believed that if I died like this, I could go to the glorious god. There was no pain, no death, just a generous God.

“Like the warriors who are returning us to Earth? ”

Yes, I'm being exploited. Being betrayed, being killed, humiliated, burning under a terrible curse. It was exactly the memory of the girls who made me. It's part of me that's indistinguishable.

She realized that when she became a player.

The warriors are on the same page as themselves.

A lifetime of exploitation, death by vengeance, doing the same thing to men who used and killed themselves.

Then he met me.

Irregular, out of fate.

“So the perverted king called your arrival fate? Using the saints was like your past. ”

Hehe. Are you sympathetic?

“Instead of sympathizing, I forgive you. ”

You're exaggerating.

The thief smiles with a light voice.

I was listening to the story, too.

I guess my relationship with the thieves was bitter somewhere, too.

And just in case you misunderstand, this is not my intention. Tried to crash in Iron Hill and got dragged here because of it. I didn't come here because I had a grudge against the Grand Master. Of course...... it was refreshing.

“Too bad I couldn't kill you. I should have seen it done. ”

Well, you don't have to worry about that. He doesn't use bugs or tricks, either. If he reports the system and tries to attack, he'll pay the same price. I'm sort of in the same situation. If he tells the truth, he'll die trying, just like I'll die with him. The Lord himself wouldn't want to die with a warrior. He's as good as dead as an ant.

“I'm glad you're an ant. I can't even blow myself up. ”

Hehe. Sort of.

The thief smiles in a sly voice.

Anyway, the pervert king said he didn't have to worry.

Why would a man who wasn't a snitch want to be a woman, anyway?

The Greek mythology was full of madmen.

“Then one more thing. When did Earth perish? You said you destroyed it, but you didn't. ”

I asked with a bitter face.

Somehow I wanted to hear this story.

almost hundreds of years ago. I don't know exactly. I was already destroyed when I qualified as a player. That doesn't mean it's completely gone. It's not just a world where attempts are known. When we conquer the world, we gather civilizations, and the world sows seeds into game boards. Over the next few thousand years, the Earth is going to be a new game board with a new worldview. If you keep playing in one game, you'll get tired of it.

“Like an expansion pack or a kickoff? ”

I think we can understand that. Anyway, the world's been through the same thing as Earth. Thousands of years later, the spirits and dragons were extinct, and the warriors fell upon them. It's a game board corrupted by us.

The thief replied with a bold voice.

It turned out that the latest was a kind of gamemaker.

They kidnap civilizations and use them as player characters, while the world processes them appropriately and turns them into new game boards.

The only problem is that it plundered and exploited a healthy world.

You exhale and nod.

It was a world I wanted to leave so badly, but instead of returning to Apocalypse Earth, this was heaven.

“Then the warriors who fall here. You freeze the people you catch and then drop them? What kind of clone is that? ”

It's not frozen. It's not cloned. Players just love diversity and anomalies, and the only thing that can create myths is living, breathing creatures. There are still a lot of people isolated in the system. And they're summoned one by one whenever they need to. He must have been quarantined before he got here. Maybe a few hundred years. Everyone here is a person hundreds of years ago.

“Fuck... This is horrible. It's some kind of matrix. ”

The Matrix?

“There was a movie that used to be famous. Locking people in the system, actually gathering resources...... You're gathering myths. Sort of, anyway.”

I felt goosebumps everywhere.

The truth of this world was something to extract myths from beyond mere game boards.

Besides, I was stuck here for hundreds of years before I fell into this world.

It was horrible to be a puppet when chosen to fall, canned if left unchecked.

“Good. That's all I need to know. Now tell me what you were going to say. You tried to do something with me. Tell me the truth and tell me what you're suggesting. ”

I gasped and asked.

I had goosebumps on my arms.

Now that I've heard everything, I understand. Soldiers trapped in the system. The warriors used in this game. They'll release people like they tried. Destroy this filthy system.

The thief said in a decisive manner.

I swallowed the saliva and asked the story.

“How?”

In a way, that's what I've been doing. Punishing severe players, trying to be the vengeance of the world. Only an attempt can destroy this world's systems.

“You know, how do you put it? Isn't the scale too big? Fighting God is like two bottles, and it's awkward, but it's like fighting the universe. Honestly, I don't know what to do. I can't go home and get used to it, but there's no reason to say cosmic horror... ”

Let me show you how to do it today. It's like destroying a tartarus. You break a piece that you can never break on your own, a little piece that you can break together. I have a similar plan. And the first piece is trying. You already destroyed the giant Fragment of the Priesthood, didn't you? We started in a small town called Iron Hill, and we acquired a large group of priests. that can affect the world. Now let's decide which way to fall. To take down bigger pieces than this. All you have to do is steer. The pieces will take care of the rest.

“So, what's the last piece? ”

I licked my lips and asked.

As the voice of the thief rose, so did my heart.

I'm going to push the boundaries of this board. We will exceed the probability of the game board so that the system cannot survive, just as we will exceed the probability of the player and eliminate it. I know people who can help me with this. Attempts are never alone. I'll help you.

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