King of Shadows

"Dreamland exists to suppress Papa's spirit? That can't be possible."

Even if it were possible, the horde following Azatos could not have allowed it. Alto stopped thinking. It reminds me that Nialla Totep also participated in the Dreamland. Nialla Totep was in charge of the Dreamland with the Nordens. He couldn't have known this.

Slander taps his forehead as he reads Alto's thoughts.

"I'm not sure I explained myself enough. To be precise, Dreamland is a place where his father's mind cannot be broken. The only father left is a man of variables. Failure to take reasonable action may result in the universe disappearing overnight. Alto, you know your father is not a fool for lack of sanity."

Alto nods unknowingly. As Slander has said, Azatoth's body does not recognize the defects and sculptures carved into it. The perfect body created Yoo from nothing. I was staggering to regain wisdom and intelligence.

Dreamland was suppressing Azatoth's body. Alto wondered if he had heard it correctly.

"But I can't believe it. Because if you're right, it means we've been watching Bonne-Niartotep this whole time. Finding Papa's spirit while he was busy restraining his body is like rebelling against him. Not to mention holding hands with the ancient gods. What the hell were you thinking?"

Alto frowns as if he didn't deserve it. He sticks out his lips. There were many things that she did not understand, as was Nilatotheb's intention. In the beginning, she was just a body. It was only a fraction of the many pieces of Nialla Totep.

"Don't get me wrong. Coincidentally, it's a coincidence that we're on the same page. If there are unexpected variables in your body, we are in trouble, aren't we? And in that sense, it was appropriate to deal with the body."

"Appropriate? You think this is appropriate? To touch the flesh of the papa with the hands of those who possess him?"

"Of course not. not only by implicitly agreeing to identify their presence, but also by preventing useless variables from occurring in their father's body. If we go against the Ancient Gods anyways, they must be plotting in a place that no one else can see. It would be wise to keep an eye on them. Isn't that right?"

Alto had to bite his lip. Slander was right. There was no argument over Nialla Totep's choice. It was also God's move to declare the Dreamland a neutral zone and prevent conflict and turmoil.

We have frozen the problem with Azatos forever. It's also the safest form. There's nothing better to do than this. Knowing that, Alto had no choice but to swallow the branch.

"It can't be that bad of a story for you to want to send Father-Shi-hyun up. Because if you don't have variables in your body, you're going to sit where your father wants you to be. Isn't that right?"

Slander was well aware of Alto's objectives and objectives. I had no choice. Actions with strong enthusiasm and will have a consistent direction. There was no way to cover it up.

"... what the hell are you doing?"

"Purpose. Nothing too grand. I just saw you struggling, Alto, and I threw you a few useful topics."

"That's some fresh shit, too."

Alto did not fall for Slander's whisper. Slander's work was devastating. Whether it was through localization that caused the resource revolution, it also revealed its identity in order to stimulate Xsackclude. All action was medium-grade heating. It was an action banquet.

Even though it was rigorously constructed, if I didn't like it, I could spontaneously overturn it.

At least I wasn't helpful to him. Slander's objective was likely to be that. A good offer always comes with deadly thorns. That's why Alto closed his ears. I knew Dreamland was the place to suppress Azatos' spirit, but nothing changed. As long as there is a Nilatotheb, the ancient gods will not make haste.

"Don't you want to prove that he's real?"

"... that's what you say to an incited subject. You're the one who said you couldn't prove it on your own."

"It breaks my heart to say incentive. It's not an incitement, it's a legitimate point. How can you only come up with good ideas? Then there's no point in getting together and having a meeting."

"Ha, you know who saw Papa in person? Papa is real."

"Maybe so. But Alto, there's something you don't know."

"What?"

"Maybe that's not all you know. Your eyes may deceive you, your head may deceive you. The idea that he's real is that it could be an early choice."

"Enough with the rhetoric."

Alto had a cynical reaction. Ratooms that lose interest and talk nonsense, Paypay, who judged the situation calmly, was the first one to go to the meeting. They were all indifferent to Azatos. She was the only one who was excited at the meeting today.

I wondered if Nialla Totep hated Azatos. The mind of the bodies was deeply related to the unconsciousness of Nialla Totep.

"I will personally prove that Papa is real. I'm going to show you that your judgment is wrong."

"Then I'll tell you for you to run hard for your father. Qadas, there are all the answers. If we're lucky, we might be able to find a clue that proves he's real."

"Cardas?"

"Yes, it would be a new challenge for you if you were holding back his spirit. Wouldn't there be good consequences?"

Kadas. I've never heard of him, so Alto tilts his head. I didn't like Slander's behavior, but I had to remember it could be a clue.

"Where can I find Cadas?"

"That's Alto, your homework to solve. Because I don't know everything. Well, I'm sure he's in Dreamland."

Alto frowned at his irresponsible remarks. There was nothing I liked until the end. But the surprising thing was true. Slander unleashes knowledge she does not even know.

"How did you know that in the first place?"

"Of course I know things. I was born before you. Let's call it an annual thing."

Slander shrugs as if it were nothing. But Alto didn't believe it. Cardas of the Dreamland. That should be the information Nialla Totep cares about. It wasn't just a matter that the body could figure out.

What does it mean that Slander has it? Are they rebelling against Nilatothep beyond Azatos? Or did he choose to be the head of a different being than the tail of Nilatotheb? The question bites the tail, but Alto can't make the right decision.

Slander was the oldest of the body parts. No body was born before that. Naturally, no one knew his purpose or goal.

It wasn't just that. His ability, build history, values, and history were all unclear. One thing was clear that his mind was made up in some way. In a certain way, Alto could not slow down his guard to the end because he was more bizarre than Nilatothep, the original figure. But Slander's clues were crucial.

"I wish you every thought and thought. That's what I'll get for teaching you information. Alto, what you're suffering from is a rare sight."

"I don't know what you taught me, but remember one thing. If you're lying to me, you're not gonna smile and let me go. You'll be drooling in your eyes until you start to bleed. Don't forget, I'm always thinking about you."

"That's scary. But that's okay. Because my favor is real."

Alto doesn't know if Slander's words are true or not. I wasn't even sure if the place called Cardas existed. But she didn't care. Dreamland is a neutral zone of cosmic myths. If Slander's right, there are plenty of questions.

"Then I'll be on my way. I have a puppy waiting for me."

"Hmph, that dog must be the owner."

"Well, it's an adopted abandoned dog, so I don't know the details. Well, if it's any consolation, he looks more like you than I do."

"What?!"

Alto gets up on his feet after hearing it, but Slander is already gone.

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"A place that suppresses Azatoth's spirit and controls the flesh..."

"Maybe there's a connection between the papa and the human body."

"Did I say Kadash?"

"Yes, there must be an answer."

As soon as he heard the word Kadash, his heart fluttered strongly. It was no exaggeration to say that I felt fate. What kind of place is that? The fact that Cardas may exist is more provocative than the fact that Slander told you.

"Well, I don't have a clue yet, but I know there are places like that, so it's easy to find them."

He tapped the table with his chin clenched. The joy of graduating from swimming was brief. The information Alto brought gave him another concern.

He accepted Azatoth's mark and accepted Azatos-his former karma. He decided to exterminate the ancient gods and live as another Azatoth. In that sense, the body Azatos left behind was a big problem for him. The remnants of my past life that I couldn't even occupy could not be sweet.

As soon as he heard the word Kadash, his heart fluttered strongly. It was no exaggeration to say that I felt fate. What kind of place is that?

"I'm going to Dreamland anyway, so I'd like to find out more about Kadash."

Sihyun did not forget about Norden.

"You have to be careful when dealing with Nordens, Papa."

"I know. That's why I've been practicing for the last three months."

Norden was one of the most extraordinary of the ancient gods. Moreover, Dreamland was just like his stage.

"Dreamland is no exaggeration, even if it is the sanctuary of the ancient gods. There is no Grim Reaper or Evil God who likes static spaces."

"You're naturally leaning to one side."

"So be careful. As soon as Papa deals with Nordens, the ancient gods will pay attention. Moreover, Nordens will not be seen from the depths until he regains all his strength. We need to get there to deal with it. Then maybe we should give up on finding Kadas."

"... Tsk, we'll have to postpone the Norden deal."

"Good choice. If we miss this chance, Qadas will never find it."

What mattered was traces of Kadas. Revenge was always possible when I regained my strength.

"So when do you leave?"

"I'm going to finish what I started."

Sihyun was in the process of connecting Zephyros and Earth.

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