Kyuuketsu Hime wa Barairo no Yume o Miru

The Ethereal God, who had finally stopped the Naked Clan, did his hand on the pattern of the 'Divine Sword (Amadeus)', which had stuck him on the floor as I did, and took a rearranged stance.

Together, I also hold the Rose Sinner (Jill de Leye).

Well, I wonder what's going on...... And I tried to sort out in my head what I had found out from previous hits.

One is that 'This attack cannot damage the opponent's flesh' point.

This could have been anticipated beforehand, but I actually feel close to the truth that the flesh itself is not 'inviolable', but 'instantly recovers damage', to infer from the response of slashing and beating.

As a matter of fact, the opponent is lying back or blowing up, so there is a response that the attack is thorough in an instant. Rapo Kusan also had a response for "Meteo Banisher" with 9 swords, but he said he'd been fighting back fine with just a hole in his clothes. In short, it must be instantly regenerating with more resilience than the damage caused by this attack.

By analogy, I'm trying to draw water out of a very large river, with a bucket, but there's more water flowing in from upstream than that, so I feel like there's no change in appearance across the river......

Then the only countermeasure would be an attack that would evaporate every river, or crush every tributary of a large book... even with my biggest depths of "The Chorus Wing Blade," than even "Meteo Banisher," probably wouldn't work - or my skills would be cancelled, so I don't have a hitter at the moment.

And the other is that 'the threat of the Divine Sword (Amadeus) is lower than expected'.

Perhaps, as I first proclaimed, the purpose of the Ethereal God is not to kill me, but to inflict a degree of damage that will not kill me, and to commit indecency. For this reason, in the Kamikaze Sword (Amadeus), it was originally overkill by my opponent in paper armor. I guess I really have to give it a break.

Perhaps if he really waved the divine sword (Amadeus), in this limited space, he would be dominated “on the surface” without a place to escape. But so far, in order to end up attacking on the "line," as far as I'm concerned, we're playing a battle against each other by exceeding the target's reaction speed, and by using body size and flexibility - but it doesn't really mean more than buying time.

"... Well, I wonder what's wrong"

In the light of the above, it was the current situation that none of us had a hand to beat.

"What's the matter, have you given up your futile resistance? The result is the same, so I think it would be shallower if you just put your sword down and surrender naked."

With an emotionless attitude and tone, Aoshi hangs his divine sword (Amadeus) on his shoulder.

"I'm not kidding. I can't live up to your expectations because I'm going to go back from here with Hate and a clean body and marry someone I like in the future."

And I tried to give it back lightly, but I only came up with two things to help me get out of them - actually. But both are outrageous about their safety, because it's a complete bet - pretty bad minutes.

For the first time, the Ethereal God is meant to degrade this one alive, so even self-harm in this setting would be better off removing the other's thoughts - and the idea of throwing away a bowl for a moment was also overtaken.

- You can't do that. Everyone is waiting.

But that's out of the question.

I need to win and go home.

Stare at the Ethereal God with that will.

"Stupid. I didn't think you were that stupid. - No, at the time I didn't choose the black door, it was something I knew."

"I don't care about any of it. Is that a fantasy? In reality, I died in an accident that day, and I didn't plan to see you in the first place. - Speaking of which, how accurate is that backbone?

In my last choice within the fog earlier, I felt that I had been repeatedly twisted across the red door, and I asked in a bad note.

"It's already been confirmed... okay. resentment... right, the resentment sentiment that comes from disappointment with you for making my unwanted choices is certainly in me.... No, I know it's just a reversal of love, but let's still say it's about one of the festivities."

Disappointment. It's just a grudge. The Ethereal God continues in a pale tone, as always.

I don't know if I'm looking at this one sweetly or overconfident, but I was grateful to be able to buy some time here. Because the more time passes, the more likely you are to be able to use one of your wife's hands that comes to mind.

I looked cool, pretended to listen to the story of the Ethereal God and gave myself to the fruit, the twitching and growing sensations in my body.

"First and foremost, the last doors that emerged were symbols of the 'future you follow' and the 'past I wanted'. They flipped the world I wanted, you'd have the right to be angry, wouldn't you?

"- No, it doesn't even make me responsible there. I'll do something about myself. It's a man, isn't it? No, assuming you're naming God, right?

"Even though I'm a hater and a god, I can't be more all-powerful than I am in this world. The uncertainty principle of the volatility function biases the possibility of constant fluctuations in all worlds. No matter what, you can't be the only God of Almighty or the Devil of Laplace."

"... in short, there are irregular things going on in any world that no god or demon can predict"

"Heh, that's... that's good. You're not bored. Perfection is boring."

Hear my thoughts and get a bitter smiling look Ethereal God.

"I guess that's why you seemed so dazzling to me. But now - I think it's sincerely abominable."

"I don't care if they point a spear at me there... it just seems like eight hits"

"You sure do. This is a win-win... but you're the one who pulled the trigger and stabbed Todome, and even if it's slightly unreasonable, let's take responsibility as an accomplice."

"Well, here's a continuation of what I was saying."

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Once upon a time I was Nite the Hickey. You've already talked about this.

And inspired by your words and appearance, I started working at Technos Crown. I'm pretty sure I lost about 50 kilos in that year.

Yeah, some of it was intense, but your relationship sucked.

Unlike the mask on the net (persona) of "friendly and moderate personality," every day was hell for me when I could hardly get out of society or build a decent relationship. Also, the guys at the company used to treat me like a gamer and treat me like a sociopath.

At the very least, I was enduring the destruction of my filial parents and eating up my teeth... but for my parents, working for a gaming company or something was only an "extension of play," and they also said, "Whatever you do, you can't do it." "Dead is better scum". - Yeah, don't look like that, there's no more grief or grief in my heart, it's just empty.

So I guess the only base left for me at the time seemed to be memories with you that day.

I know you've had a harder life than me, but I always beat you for being positive. When I saw you again, he wanted to be someone he could brag about with his chest up... but that's all he had in mind.

But that wish also collapsed easily - yes, by your death.

The moment I found out the news of the accident and saw your name, my head turned white.

Perhaps my senses were paralyzed and my emotions didn't catch up. In the morning, as usual, I had breakfast bought at the convenience store and went to work at the company (Technos Crown).

That's when I realized. I was wondering if you'd have the data you left here even if you were dead.

What I noticed was that I forgot to sleep, took a few days to copy (copy) all conversation logs, images, etc. about Scarlet Snow with admin privileges - oh, for the sake of blindness, how many people could have copied (copied) the title-bearing data in the same way - and destroyed all game data on the server with a time-bound scheme, as well as backups as I knew. Probably couldn't have been restored... well, I don't know how it actually was, and I don't care.

Why? Naturally. Even if there are a few of them, they are no longer the only ones. More importantly, there's no point in your being gone, "E. H. O.," "Eternal Horizon Online," etc., and after your death, players with the same appearance become present because it's unbearable blasphemy.

By the time I realized it, I had arrived at the scene where you were dead.

It was snowing.

Seeing a bouquet of red roses on the side of the road, I guess for the first time I could feel you dead.

If you realize it, along with the data you had for the rest of your life, you flutter out into the driveway and get jumped by a large truck -.

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"... if you noticed, you'd be reincarnated as a 'day boota' in the game?

Taking on the monologue of the Ethereal God, I hammered him in a very complicated mood.

There's plenty of room for sympathy if you can't acknowledge your efforts, or if your family denies you your personality, but that's why it's too much to destroy "E. H. O.," "Eternal Horizon Online," or kill yourself.

I sighed.

Mostly, "Why did you die on your own!? Life went crazy because of that!" - even if they complained. Even I didn't like it and die... (well, I'm glad to say that I'm just a little happy because I didn't think anyone would be sad that I died in Leah).

And, in response to my inquiry, the Ethereal God shook his head unexpectedly.

"No, you're not. After my death, my soul was salvaged by the Book of Formation, Safer Yeziller, which manages and oversees the intuitive universe, and as one of its pages I was given the authority to create and manage this world."

"Er... ok in Japanese?

Ethereal god who ignores this confusion and continues.

"I don't know what the book of formation Safel Yeziller is, either. Whether it is a system created by literally far superior beings, or a heritage of civilizations outside mankind… I suppose, in my perception, its origin lies in the future society of mankind.

In other words, it is my idea that a huge, ultra-altitude information network system that mankind, with a highly developed information society and an extended civilized area into space, has installed into the sea of Dirac, a virtual space that is not three-dimensional space, without a time lag, in order to send each other's information, would be the entity of the book of formation, Safer Yeziller. "

"Mm-hmm. It's not a pin, but why did the future contact you in the first place?

"Time goes backwards in the sea of Dirac, and the attributes of entropy change. It can be said that present, past and future, do not belong to any time and are universal. And that's why you salvaged me, but it seems to be because it fits the purpose of the book of formation, Safel Yeziller... It is difficult to explain verbally because it was communicated directly to consciousness, but it seems that his ultimate purpose is to 'create the ideal home of man'.

Sounds silly to me, but as a chick for it, they manage countless independent worlds. Based on different cultures and ideologies, to make the ideal world a litmus stone by choosing out more complex and sophisticated processes, results, and factors - but I embraced his proposal to create this world based on the data of "E H O" and "Eternal Horizon Online."

I accidentally roared at the story without clapping.

Assuming this story is true, this world is... No, on the contrary, the original world. Maybe even that thing is a chick for the ideal home, created by the Book of Formation, Safel Yeziller, a little bit.

"I was joyful and brave, and first I tried to create a replication based on your data. The only ideal place I ever thought of was a new world where me and you became Adam and Eve."

………

Garden of Eden. This pale god and I were bare, imagining ourselves cackling and having goosebumps all over our bodies.

"But what's wrong?!? All the data about you was gone!

The eye of the Ethereal God looked at the only remaining bead of life - nothing in it, it's as transparent as a real crystal sphere - with the prototype retained in the corner of this room.

"You know what, recreate that disappointment with the data of others?! That void that says it was made without a problem, but you don't get the key stuff again! Crap. It's pointless. What an ideal place. What is a new world? A world like this is nothing but hell for me! Everything is in ruins!!"

The vain eyes of Aoshi, who said away in a blood-threatening tone, looked me in the face again.

"In such despair you appeared. It's not the alternative I tried to make, the real you! There's one world I can manage. So I erased this world and tried to start all over again from that day on - but why didn't you pick me, Scarlet Snow? I could not do the redo, ignoring your will, which is foreign to this world. So why did you stick to a world like this when you believed you would choose the ideal reality, without pain and sorrow?!"

Without having to think about it, my mouth was spinning the answer.

"Because people like this world."

I ran abruptly toward the god of Ethereum, who flashed with his incomprehensible face.

At the same time, release the impulse you have endured so far - "Madness” activated!

I've been keeping my blood from sucking for the last week for this. For this reason reason reason is about to fly, painstakingly controlling, making things say to an explosively elevated status and fleshing to the Ethereal God at once,

"Haaaa!!

He slammed his full spinning kick into the Ethereal God, who seemed to be standing on the bar due to the speed difference, and kicked its body out the window - beyond the subspace where nothing existed - with a single blow.