Manowa

"In the first place, it seems that the devil has been around for a long time before this world was born, before the times you lived in. I hear they've always existed with humans."

"Speaking of which... Mr. Louise also said that the devil has been around longer than God"

The wind sounds remind me of stories I've heard before. The devil existed before God, Louise said. It truly seems to mean as words say.

"That demon, though. It is the oldest demon that ever existed and the greatest god that ever lived, the Great God, who now moves several worlds, including this new world and the fantasy world of war."

"I think I've heard of the greatest god..."

It was a myth story, and the wind sounds were not so well known, but Taryan nodded at the words.

"Yeah. It's that great god. About five hundred years ago, the original Taryan rebuilt the imitation world, creating a new world and becoming the God of Creation. But he actually only manages the world created by a giant arithmetic device called the Great God. Because of the characteristics of MOD use, it was easier than others."

"The Great God created the world? It's 15,000 A.D. now, so... uh, what kind of flow is that?

"It's 14905 now. These parallel worlds were created roughly five thousand years ago. After the Earth was destroyed by the final war between mankind, it was created anew by the Great God, who was a planetary spiritual scale."

A wind noise creases between his eyebrows on a badly ominous word, but Taryan also opens his mouth with an indescribable face.

"I don't know the details. But... well, at that point, eight thousand years have passed since your time. There will be one or two final wars."

"It's gonna happen... it's a light explanation."

Daliang returned "I don't know what else to do" to the words of accusation of wind noise.

"I don't really feel it either. This is just the knowledge gained by the original world. I hear there was enough civilization to cross the stars, but the interstellar transfer gates (gates) also disappeared... and most of the civilizations ahead would probably be in decline."

"Hmm. Is that what it's like? If there's a spaceship or something, I'd like to see it."

"If it's about the wreckage, it's rolling on the moon... but it'll be hard to get there. Well, let's just say that. The way we create the world is close to the form of a summons.

It's a story. Refurbish the Earth based on information that was available in advance and build it by magic. That's how the world was born. "

That was, in a way, a satisfactory story.

Wind noise confirms that the magic body increases the concentration of being and materializes it. This is true, for example, of demons and items that emerge in the dungeon, but it did not actually appear to have been materially converted, but only to have been stable because it was built so robustly that it appeared so.

"How many worlds exist also means backup. I said it once or twice earlier, but only once the earth was destroyed, and the number of civilizations destroyed is more. Even this new world has once rebuilt a doomed imitation world. And now the Great God continues to summon multiple worlds for eternity. In response to the call for the salvation of the gods, who were auxiliary beings of the earth, he created a new world in a manner conditioned for his own ends"

"Hmm. You're a great god after all."

Daliang's story will always end there. In the first place, the world today is made up of the Great God.

"Oh, yeah. She is and always has been the focus. She was the only one with a planetary spirit class comparable to Earth, so the gods had to drink the terms as well. And with so many worlds, it was the world of imitation and the world of fantasy warfare that was born by the will of the Great God."

"How did the Great God create those two?

The wind doesn't know why I dare to produce it. No, I asked, pretending I didn't understand.

"After a long time, the Great God... her purpose had become simple. Perhaps there was a will to return to the original world and a will to play in that world with my former companions. Maybe she's been building strength to do it all along."

Why did the Great God wish so? Without speaking of it, Taryan continues the conversation.

"She took a tremendous amount of time to build strength for it. I've been badly hit by people in the meantime. So now, about 9,000 years ago, when civilization was destroyed, they were diving into the earth and hiding from people."

"You're doomed again."

"It's really been over and over again. I hear then that the cat destroyed the world in seven days. Sounds like a joke... it's a distant, distant, actual past."

"That's what you want whenever you want it, man."

In the ears of the wind sound, I heard a distant old cat.

All I know on record is that Taryan was jokingly talking somewhere, but that's because the cat given the body of the machine, which is the weapon, destroyed the world for his own happiness... a memory not found in the wind sounds told me.

Next to men destroying each other in search of peace, the cat who gained power destroyed those who were in the way (mankind) and lived and died happily for the rest of his life to the end. That was the opposite way of life from myself, so the girl had a strong memory of that cat's way of life.

(What's that... what?

Then the wind sounds occurred in me, frowning at memories I don't remember. But Taryan overlaps words without realizing the change in wind sound. The end point of the story was already close.

"Before hiding in the earth, the Great God was a being called the Holy Spirit. Before that, it was called the devil. Though her powers grew with each passing time... she was just a girl before that. The fundamentals of it are in 2034. It's your time."

I got there and the wind sounded strong on my face. Somewhere a human resources story came to an end. Already the wind noise has been informed of how long ago Sole was. I can't run from the facts anymore, even if I turn away.

"You said it first, didn't you? He said the devil existed before your time. Even in those days. There was a demon."

"Ke, but. I've never seen a fantasy like that in my life."

When the wind sounds return the words remembering the demons they have met before, Tarya shrugs her shoulders and laughs bitterly at them.

"Even in my world, yes. I didn't know you were in this situation until you actually did, and you don't usually see anything like it. There aren't that many demons, so I guess they're much less likely to run into it than they are in a car accident."

Even in the fantasy warfare world in the first place, there are few opportunities for ordinary people to encounter demons. The wind sounds just don't make the right amount of contact.

"Well... anyway, I was there. Apparently they existed in the same way they do now. And one hell of a demon set off a case."

"A case?

Daliang nods at the wind leaning down his neck.

"Yeah. A demon appeared to take his soul via an electronic communications network (network). It was in those days that the game was used to make a big deal out of it."

"... so it's Zexia Hearts"

The wind murmurs with a bitter face.

There was only one game I could think of.

Because the wind sounds, the bow flowers, Naoki, Yuko sister, the games that Tarya played in common before the players were flown into different worlds were naturally fantasy biography Zexia Hearts.

"Yes. It's Zexia Hearts. Now, as you know, magic gets oriented under the will. Just turn your consciousness and the path will be born. He said the name of a powerful being should not be spoken... you learn that there, don't you?

That is knowledge that understands wind noise as well.

When was Hagas's name and so on talking to you to be careful when you mouth it...... reminding you that's Benzel's conversation, the guild master of the Duchy of Hyvern, and the wind sounding face distorts just a little bit. It brought back bitter memories of not being able to save Benzel.

"I know. That's how witchcraft connects with its subjects, both in information collaboration and in mind. Even metastases are used to specify coordinates. On the contrary, Invisible Knights should have been a skill to turn it off. That's what we could do on the internet line, right?

"Yeah. That seems to be the case. Multiplayer play online undoubtedly connected our intentions to our intentions. The original guys are good, and you know Sole. That means the road (path) is connected. Initially, the demon was taking his soul away from a raid boss named Abaddon, but he took up the flavor and quickly expanded it to prey on other players."

The wind heard the sensation of total furrowing of the zawali and whole body in the words. It's easy to imagine the end ahead of you from there. The wind sounds had the knowledge to derive the answer.

"The devil is a collection of souls. Dominance is taken away if the higher soul takes it in. So I wouldn't eat them all together if they were meant to be."

That was also taught by Louise the wind noise. When the devil contracts with people to capture and take his soul in order to prevent himself from being taken over.

"The demon just kept eating indiscriminately how confident or not very intelligent he was... The devil, who had consequently absorbed excessively, continued to take his soul even further. It's a kind of pandemic. I couldn't think properly, I didn't skip myself, I became just a monster to my appetite"

That was, I mean, a rampage. A demon who ignores tolerances and other things and eats them as instincts go. That's the existence that took the souls of the players.

"It would have been worse if it had stayed that way...... but the demons who attacked you. On the contrary, they took control of me. Just by one girl."

That's the beginning of it all. Everything started there. I knew the sound of the wind. And Daliang continues to talk in front of the wind sounds that perceived something.

"Nothing, the girl wasn't special or anything. I think maybe if it hadn't been for the incident, I would have lived normally and normally sang my youth and stayed on for the rest of my life. She was a normal little girl."

While listening to the story, tears overflow from the eyes of the wind sound. I already knew how it would end. But Tara can't stop talking. I won't talk to you from the start if you want to stop here. That's why he also wanted to be prepared for the wind noise.

"It's just that a lot of souls were taken during the time that child took control. Do you know what happens to the flesh with the astral body gone?

What will happen? The wind sounds were being investigated when making the mecha jinrai. So I have knowledge. In the fantasy warfare world, astral bodies and flesh were supposedly two lives in coexistent relationships. It is able to make up for each other, and if one is missing, one cannot live.

"I hear that when the astral body falls out, it loses its power to live... and usually dies of debilitation. Bye."

Daliang nods and the wind falls on his face.

"It was a long time ago. Many lives were taken. And a demon was born in the form of a girl who got many souls. That was, eventually, the beginning of a being called the Great God"

"It's not an old story. Just a little for me...... in a previous story"

A sight without memory emerged in the awareness of the wind sounds that tremble and mouth. That's a very, very distant old memory.

"Wind sounds. Hey, you've worked so hard. '

There was an old mother figure I didn't remember seeing there. My mother was smiling and putting her wrinkled hands on her wind-sounding cheeks.

'So. You can live for you now. That's what your father said. "

'Yeah, but I'm fine. Mother.'

The wind noise then took the mother's hand and opened her mouth as she held it quietly.

'Cause I'm your sister. So I'll still do my best. Don't worry. Naoki must be me. "

(Oh, I said I'd bring Naoki back... I promised. to your mother, I promised your father)

That reminded me now of the sound of the wind. But that promise was not fulfilled. I couldn't even bring my brother to my father, who died earlier. And the wind sounds finally take the fact that they were turning away.

"Oh well. My real father and mother... no more"

Dead...... and tears were spilling from the eyes of a clearly understood wind sound.

"I promise to bring Naoki back to your mother and father. I did... but I didn't take you back. Even now... Naoki..."

"That's not your memory," said Taryan, with the wind chirping and buttcakes on.

"This is the outside of the world. It's near the Great God, so I guess it resonates even if it's not connected. The girl who froze her heart spent an equal amount of time forever frozen, so she doesn't remember it, she doesn't remember it herself. What you're looking at... is the memory of a demon with the girl who stopped herself as her nucleus, who will eventually be called the Great God"

"Have you stopped time?

"That's right. So I promised my parents, technically, it wasn't you. She was targeted and couldn't seem to see you at the time of your two deaths because you couldn't stay anywhere, and your parents couldn't live a mediocre life due to a previous incident. But at the end of the day, they both died giving you hope. [M] Your parents died, naturally as parents, guiding themselves to their daughter, who lives in the future more than they do."

"Yes... what. Mothers, to the end... me."

'Then good luck. If that's what you want.'

'I'll be waiting. You're coming home with Naoki. Yeah, I've been waiting here forever. "

While seeping in front of me, the wind sounds rebelled Daliang's words, and in the meantime, I felt I heard a call from a distant past that would never reach me again.

"All I know is the objective facts that were in the world's records. However, for the girl entrusted, the way ahead was Tsu's. A powerful demon who has stored vast amounts of souls. It scares everyone and everyone wants it. On top of that, she was freezing her own soul not to consume her own absorbed soul."

I understood why the wind sounds got memories I didn't have.

The girl's friend or brother had a strong soul, but the soul of his best friend was terribly fine. Only that best friend was so normal that he couldn't help it.

The girl stopped the movement of her heart itself to save her best friend because it seemed to scatter quickly in the gathering of souls packed in the gyu. I sealed my heart so that I could never break it, so that I could not waver, push my heart to death, and not destroy my best friend.

If it was meant to be, the girl would have lived as the original girl, even if she had become a demon.

But I had no choice but to do so to protect my best friend, and no matter what path I was prepared for, there could be no choice for a girl other than to protect her best friend. I can tell by the wind how the girl feels. Above all, that was my own answer.

Then it's just as we were told. Even though the girl could not use the power she absorbed itself, she only mutated beyond the long months into a mighty being with the girl herself at its core.

The more powerful you get, the more people want it. Countless numbers have been taken, deceived and betrayed in their lifetime so far.

The girl was walked this far because she still wanted to get back what was important. I took it all away, but I still got there. I really got to what the girl wanted back. Yes, that's...

"Ah..."

The wind opened my eyes.

It was a dark room, familiar ceiling in sight. The wind sounded as if it was my room. Apparently, the wind sounded asleep in the Yubihama family's own room.

"I had a bad dream... I think I was having"

Say so, then think wind noise. I felt like I was looking at something. I felt like Daliang was there. He still looked like he talked about something, but apparently it was a time limit, but the wind noise narrowed his eyes and squealed.

"Da Liang, you're a liar"

Tara may have been unexpected, but she remembered the sound of the wind. The contents of my dream. Everything.

Then the wind noise pointed its gaze towards you, realizing that it was only a little heavier on my stomach.

"Ah..."

And what I saw in the eyes of the wind was how my best friend slept quietly and freshly.

"It's a bowflower. There's a bowflower... Ha ha, it's real"

That's what the wind said, and I laughed. Then I slowly embraced my sleeping best friend. Don't let go of your precious treasure so you can be sure it's there. Tears were spilling naturally.

"... Welcome home Bowflower"

And the girl speaks that way.

That's the word I was going to say to my best friend someday. That's the word I've always wished for. It's a word that was hurting, betrayed, crawling through the ground but burning.

That was the only dream that mattered more than anything, that the girl had fulfilled at the end of her future so much that she felt equal forever.