It's Munchkin Healer

Wave of 152 Gold (4)

Boom!

Sid looks around over the warm mucus.

The golden horizon from afar.

This meant that the size of the slime was larger than I had ever imagined, and it felt like I was standing on an asteroid where the young prince lived.

‘This……. ’

Suddenly, Sid had a lot on his mind.

What is this Mother Earth?

And what was Lime with himself?

The first thing that came to mind was the idea that Lime could be "the identity of the earthly mother," and furthermore, it could be the nucleus of the earthly mother taken away by someone.

If it was stolen, would it be Jefetto?

Could it be that the earthly goddess has become such a monster by taking away the nucleus?

A lot of thoughts crossed my mind, but no answers came out.

I had a lot of thoughts that were hard to come to an easy conclusion.

Do you remember, Tried? The last time I went to St. Helena, Slime went to Titan's bathhouse by himself. And I watched his face for a long time. You don't think you know why now? Something fits you perfectly.

The thief's voice also added its own reasoning.

Sid agreed.

Titan of St. Helena called the Mother of the Earth, and if Lime were the Mother of the Earth, he would be of his own blood.

Then, did he not take his eyes off the joy of meeting his kin?

That's why you didn't listen to him, acting weird?

It was only then that everything was sorted out.

Limes and the Mother Earth.

Mother Earth and Zeppetto.

I felt like all these puzzles were coming together.

“You. You led me from the start, right? You want me to find you and bring Lime here? ”

Sid opens his mouth quietly.

The earthly goddess had just attacked herself, but the earthly goddess was a rhyme and the rhyme would have been favorable to her.

“Th-that's it... th-that's it... You……. Selected………. I... No... ”

Slow down...

But the answer was different.

The sticky voice gradually recovers a clear tone.

“What are you talking about? You've been helping me since the dungeon. Aren't you the Mother of Earth? Dead bodies needed help, didn't they send limes to pick me up? ”

Sid frowns and asks.

And I felt a little sad.

It was a lime that's been acting so cute.

As soon as I got the body back, it felt bad to draw the line.

“Wrong… all…. I……. It's not the Mother Earth……. And choosing you... My brother... ”

Slow down... Slow down...

A voice hovers through the mucus.

And you, sir?

The thief I heard was curious.

“What do you mean, not the Mother Earth? And you chose me. Who the hell is that? ”

Sid also asked the question of mucus.

I thought all the puzzles were coming together, but something was wrong.

“He……. Dead... Past……. The light that pierced this world.... ”

You're not the godmother of the dead earth? That's what everyone knows.

“I……. I'm just filling in for him... Someone……. Not……. otherwise……. This world will collapse... ”

Can you hear me?

“Of course……. ”

Slow down!

The mucus answered with a sticky voice.

Mucus, like the previous Titan, could hear the thief's voice.

Of course, there was nothing strange about the player's authority, but I couldn't tell who was carrying the world and its authority.

“My……. My brother... You've met.”

The voice of the mucus became clear.

Sid frowned and urged an answer.

“So what are you? What's wrong with you and your brother? ”

“My brother……. Angry, but not bad in nature... My brother who was with me is still alive.... With the Elves... Deep underground. Haha...! ”

Kuku Kung...

The slime laughs underground.

The small rubble falls on a large echo.

St. Helena's Titan is your brother? Then you…….

“One of the four brothers? You?”

Arsenically, the thief and Sid understood his words.

He was one of the four brothers that Titan and the dragon spoke of.

Even though what I'm hearing right now isn't straightened out.

“My name is ah……. ”

Puang!

The droplet explodes with the mucus that was spitting out the horse.

The explosive debris is scattered to dust, and the thief who saw this adds words.

Unfortunately, I can't spit out the truth. because everyone in the world is limited.

“Funny………. This world cannot stop me……. I have the right to say my name……. ”

I said no.

“My name is……. Art……. ”

Puang!

“…… Las. ”

Pow, pow!

A turbulent explosion erupts from a yellow slime.

Spitting out the truth was a taboo for all players in the world, but even after spitting his name, he lost only part of the slime.

The massive body seems to be able to withstand the penalty more than you can imagine.

“Atlas? Your name is Atlas? ”

Sid doesn't miss the name.

The name Atlas comes to mind.

It was also a famous name in Greek mythology.

Isn't Titan famous for supporting the sky while resisting Olympus?

But Atlas had a brother?

To Sid, only "The Greek Myth," Atlas' brother was an unfamiliar figure.

Moreover, if ‘Titan of St. Helena’ is your younger brother, who is your brother?

I had only guessed it, but I could hear the answer from Atlas himself.

“I burdened the world on behalf of my dead mother.... To prevent the world from collapsing.... I've been holding on to this world for a long time.... ”

“Okay, you call it Atlas. So who is your brother who chose me? Just say the name. Don't be complicated. ”

Sid asked the most important question.

But there was only one name in my head.

A dungeon where his destiny had changed.

"Player privileges" obtained by opening crates, "Great Hill" for Fallen Skill Rewards, and "Dice God."

All of this is connected by one name.

“You know Jefetto.... ”

Just like Atlas said.

At the end of this story was Jefetto.

“Until I met you……. He was considered a traitor to us. ”

* * *

Atlas is defeated.

The most powerful man in his world.

The greatest and bravest of them all, Atlas has suffered defeat.

He was struck by a light like the light that killed his mother, who was called the Mother of Earth, and when he was struck down, Atlas infiltrated the earth without keeping his form.

He thought it was scattered flesh.

The king who surrendered first when the invaders entered.

The two brothers who fought with the earthly goddess who died in the light and surrendered.

Then he wandered around in consciousness, following him to the end.

But what was most memorable was the first brother.

I couldn't forgive my brother for provoking everyone to resist and throwing him out at the last moment.

Moreover, his brother was a prophet.

He was a kinder and better brother than anyone, so I couldn't tolerate his betrayal.

Did the invaders guarantee him a good spot?

Was he using the brothers to increase his value because he wasn't the Lord?

Whatever it was, Atlas hated his brother.

Each and every one of the broken flesh hates the traitor's brother.

…… Could it have been that long ago?

He was high in the middle of the world.

There was a mother of the earth in the past.

Now it was a place that was slowly collapsing into nothingness.

Even though it was a broken body, Atlas felt the mission to protect the world.

I tried to restore the collapsing earth by gathering dead bodies in this space, and in the process I lost most of my mind and became a mere host to the world, but it was worth paying for.

It was a precious and only home that I had to protect with this body.

…….

After a hundred years.

He grabs the ground that was crumbling.

I took over the world on behalf of my mother's disappearance, and my emotions gradually returned to me as a body that had lost form.

Hatred for the Invaders.

Despair of defeat.

And I felt hatred for the two brothers who betrayed me.

He vowed to find out in some way and take revenge.

So I scattered the flesh.

I made a little alter ego and scattered the earth. I ordered you to find the traitor's brother.

Although the self-immolating self became a monster, losing its original purpose and reason, he did not stop sending the self-immolation.

until the identity of the name "Slime" is everywhere in the world.

…….

And there was a bubble.

The droplet seeped out into the earth and took shape.

It took a long time to get the form, and it was aimed at surviving parasitic to small fish.

Just filling your stomach.

I had no idea but to survive like the rest of the Slimes.

“…… you're lucky. ”

Then I met a man.

It's a small basement that doesn't seem to have people.

A long time ago, a drop in the belly of a fish met a man.

However, I felt the "light of my brother" that I had forgotten for a long time, following the hand of the man.

The only order left by Atlas lies with the man I just met.

‘ ……! ’

At that moment, the bubble awakened.

The drop realized that the man had traces of 'Sir’, and followed his trail according to Atlas' orders.

And he absorbed Mana, which was being poisoned by a man.

Obviously Mana is squatting inside a man.

Your Mana, which you've been looking for.

The trail rests with a man I bumped into.

Then I realized.

He didn't betray me.

He resisted because he was a prophet, and suffered with the heart of the prophet, grieving for himself and the future of his brothers.

I forgave him for seeing his plans.

And he awakened himself with the divinity of a small body.

“What, what are you? How did you do that? ”

The man who saw the droplet change overnight asked.

All a bubble of joy can do is "pain!" ’That was all, but the drops were happy.

I was amazed that my brother, who admired me so much, did not betray me and led me to more plans.

“Don't you have a name? Should I give you a name? ”

The man also felt a fondness for the drops that came by chance.

I felt the heart of the droplet that came to me at the loneliest moment, in common with the poison and the halo.

“What about Lime? Except for the slime. It's the same color as the yellow lime. ”

Tong Tong!

The drops bounced and announced their joy.

The man sticks out his index finger and strokes the drop.

“Yes. Your name is Lime, then. My name is Trying. Most people call me Sid, but you can call me whatever you want. Okay?"

It was the first time that 'Lime’, the alter ego of Sid and Atlas, had been chosen by ‘Sir’.

* * *

A prophet... That would have been forbidden. All prophets cannot use their power within the system. How the hell did that happen?

The thief who heard the story asked.

Sid frowns and asks the story again.

“So who's your brother? Isn't that the Greek god? Apollon? No, Apollon's not from Olympus. Is there a prophet in Titan? Who is that……. ”

Sid rolls a complex thought.

He knew someone had intervened in his destiny long ago.

Both the ‘Great Hill’ and ‘Dice God’ fell into a crisis are impossible without someone's intervention.

But it made sense for the prophet to help Sid.

I'll be able to get everything ready and walk away.

It was not awkward to prepare everything under the name Jefetto.

“The only prophet in our world……. A prophet who has not fled from the future, even though he has seen every future. The brother was not enough for the fate of our world to make many variables come into existence. The ones you met. The ones you killed. And to the world you have traveled to, all of these are variables prepared by your brother. ”

Atlas told the story as if he had impressed himself.

And I was amazed at the name that followed.

In the beginning, I couldn't forget this name if I was both a prophet and a human-loving God.

“Prometheus. You are now my impressive brother just by calling me. ”

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