Manowa

"Great God... the God who created the world is you, isn't he?

That's what bowflowers ask Chinchclin, who named the Great God in front of him. Sometimes I find it hard to believe, but to sum up the story so far, I'm pretty sure God who created the world today was the girl in front of the bow and flower. In contrast, the Great God said, "Yeah. Right," he nods.

"Rightly, though, there are creative gods in each world who have designed their own. Da Liang is one of them, but I'm the one spinning everything. I am now talking to bowflowers through the interface called wind noise."

"Does that mean it's the same as a divine man, a communicator?

When bowflowers asked remembering Norman and Mule, the Great God nodded again.

"Yeah. Same in the sense that it's meant to convey the gigantic existence of the Great God and the bowflower. The will of No. 2 is pathetic, but now they're letting me seal it. It's my turn now."

That said, when the Great God puts the tank-topper-style sound on the ground, he puts his finger as a pussy. Then Bowflower felt the signs of the goblins slowly disappearing as they were frightened and nodding around.

"Disappeared? Goblins?"

"Right here. It's in my dreams for once, but technically it's the very small world I built. In it I can do whatever I want, however I want. Now that we're using past records as the norm, it will be corrected soon. Well, I guess the normal world feels like it's fixing the law with the old Earth as its norm."

I could not understand half of what the Great God had said so far, but it could be inferred that that was a tremendous thing.

"That's amazing. That's how we're built, too?

"Well the body is, but the soul is original. It took a long time to calculate backwards from there and build the flesh, which is the vessel of the soul, to perfection. Now it's easy, though. It took me a while to make sure my soul was damaged."

A bow flower tilts its neck at the word. The soul of the girl, who was originally fragile and only one, had collapsed once, and it had been repaired over a thousand years. But he naturally didn't know the facts.

"I don't know, but I kind of understand that you're really amazing right now."

"Right. I'm amazing."

Bowflowers continue to ask as he sees the Great God, who becomes a Doya face, somewhere with a raunchy face.

"I see you're amazing. So, in the end, under what circumstances are you going to do this?

Bowflower thought he couldn't even have a dialogue if he knew what the other person was thinking and trying to do. But the Great God said, "Hmm. Nothing in particular," he returns, rounding the eyes of the bowflower.

"And nothing in particular?

Unexpected answers, but the Great God keeps talking without worrying.

"That's right. The entrance was blocked by" Psychological Attack Complete Defense, "but there was a new hole called via this number two. And I just took a ride and played a little bit. Yeah, I enjoyed it."

"Enjoyed yourself, you."

That being said, I also understand that the Great God was enjoying this dream journey. So Bowflower smiled bitterly, then opened his mouth.

"You sure sounded like fun. Yeah, if you enjoyed it, that would be great."

It is a heartfelt word, and the Great God laughs and nods with joy.

"Right. Wow, I think it was a lot of fun. I've been thinking about this for a long time."

Then I went on to say "but".

"This feeling is through the body of wind noise. I don't belong alone. Besides, I was wondering if these things were a bit of a failure. Mostly I am. Well, it's not the wind."

The words narrow the eyes of the bowflower.

"Once, when Yubi Hama Wind Sound became a demon, the soul of Wind Sound froze its own activities on the spot. Not to digest the souls of the absorbed bowflowers. The presence of me was shaped by a mass of magic around it. I was born with the soul of a stopped wind sound as my core, like a covan shark."

And in self-derision the Great God laughed.

"The unwavering will was user-friendly. In a state called computer lead-only. At first, I acted as a wind noise. I wouldn't have seemed to have any emotions because I don't know the emotions, and I worried about your mothers a lot, but I managed to do it. Oh, I'm seeing the mothers of the bowflowers, too. I couldn't tell you the circumstances, they both seemed spicy at Bowflower's funeral, but still, I had a brother some years later, well, I think he lived happily ever after. I don't know that much either."

"My mothers...... oh well"

"Good," the bowflower muttered small. Then I lay my face down just a little and say "good" again. Tears overflowed and the bow flower cried just a little, then looked up and saw the wind sound.

For bowflowers, the thing about my parents was like a thorn piercing my heart. But I was taught that they were still at peace at the end of the day when I left them in a distant past that would never arrive. Then Bowflower thought it was fortunate, and it seemed that the thorn pain had finally faded. Seeing how it goes, the Great God keeps talking.

"A frozen soul that never makes a difference. That was very important. Anyway, no matter how powerful I was, only the root never changed, so I kept my will for over 10,000 years."

"But you separated the soul of the wind noise, its great core, from yourself to help me."

The Great God nods at the pointing out of the bowflower.

"That's right. Core is my humanity itself. But hey, the role was like done with being able to reconstitute the bowflower, the last Gentile (player). I won all bets. That's why I thought it was natural to do that already. Turns out it was right. This dream journey was meant to confirm it, but it was very good."

When I heard so many words, I could depend on the look on the bowflower's face. In response, the Great God who saw it said, "Somehow I know what you think."

"You think you feel sorry for me for removing the core and being alone. But I am."

"Me, come on. He's a pretty stupid guy."

The Great God leans his neck toward the bow flower that he said so blocking the word of the Great God.

"I finally got an average score after studying for exams and stuff, and I can only hear the sound of the wind in class and get 80 points and stuff. Well, I've always thought I was normal, ordinary, normal. It's not like anything special has changed now, and, well, thanks to my master, I've been able to make things confident."

That's what Bowflower sees the Divine Spear Mutan. The technique was already at the root of Bowflower. That was all I had the pride of not beating the wind noise. Then I return my gaze to the Great God.

"Still. I know you looked like you were having fun."

"That's right. It's the will of the wind. I just rode it."

A bowflower waves his neck to the side in the wind that returns it.

"Then why did you do this?

"It's just a game."

"But that's what I felt, so you did. If you don't think about anything, if you don't feel anything about me or everyone else, I wouldn't even think about staying with you in my dreams. That's about as stupid as I can tell."

To the bow flower that had said so, the great god tried to say something with a slight frown, but pressed it away. Then I said, "I wonder if they're pulling me off," and I sighed, looking at the bowflower and opening my mouth.

"You were admiring me."

The eyes of the Great God, who said so, seemed to look somewhere far away.

"Because I am a phony created based on wind noise. So I'm always looking for the original. Such thoughts exist at the root, even if it is thus called the Great God. In fact, there has been an unconscious movement in me since the sound of the core wind came out. I was going to restrain myself for once, but I was about to burst out, and I had the backdoor smashed with my skills."

"Skills or backdoors?

"It's a test run for Lochten."

When I heard the words, the bowflower said "oh". That was when the wind ran wild and acquired the mysterious skill of "Complete Mental Attack Defense". Also, there was another thing in the bow and flower that came to mind.

"Then what was strange about my dream journey, unlike before..."

"Yeah, because the Great God (I) was involved."

The Great God confesses lightly.

"I'm really too big right now. When I show my will in one place. So much so that the resources on the spot are eaten and the activity around them is stopped. And stagnation can cause collapse, so the last time you tried to break a part of the world, Norman got mad at you."

Bowflower doesn't know that Norman moved behind him during the Lochten commissioning to let it work out. So I tilted my neck at the fact that Norman's name came up, but the wind sounds continue to talk without answering that question.

"It's just because this is an alienated subspace. A subspace is technically like a buffer zone that wasn't originally affected by me. Here's what I can do. That's about the limit, though."

"Limits?"

In response to that bowflower questionable word, the wind sounded his hands wide and said, "Look up".

When the bowflower looked up into the sky as directed, there were eight overlapping earthly figures above. Every one of them is a different world. It was also felt that the blue light, which seems to make up them, was trying to concentrate somewhere on a single point.

"Blue light...... does this feel the same sign as you?

"Right. That's me, too. I have enlarged over eternity and become a world-supporting being, like the mythical Atlas. But through me connected to number two, they're all starting to want it. Everything wants to be 'windy'. Even if we are restraining ourselves, Array and others who want my state now try to gather here, and as a result the world, which lacks resources, will have a necrosis, which will eventually also collapse. You know what I am."

The Great God returned that if he fulfilled his wishes, the world would end. Still, the bowflower does not turn a blind eye, he looks straight at the Great God and opens his mouth.

"Still, I don't want to leave you alone. You must be the one who helped me. The devil ate me, he saved everyone, and now I'm the one."

"... no, Bowflower"

The Great God shakes his neck to the side as he looks at the bowflowers that scream.

"The truth is. I'm glad. 'Cause I've always been jealous, the wind sounds. It was a dream. Talk to your best friend. All the time, I thought. The bowflower in me woke up and I wish I could talk like this. I think I'm happy right now just to be immersed in that feeling."

That's what I said, while the wind noise put my hand on my chest.

"Even now. I'm actually happy. I've always been happy."

With that said, the Great God was laughing and crying.

"Look. The world is me. I'm always with bowflowers. Because everything is me itself. Because we've been together forever. So."

"Still, you looked happy in your dreams. He looked like he wanted to do this. Didn't this happen because you weren't satisfied just watching?

The face of the Great God is distorted by the pointing out of its bow and flower. "That's why you can't," he said, shaking his neck to the side.

"Yes, but still I can't go back. I was too big to do that."

"Then I will."

If I can't go back, I will go there... and yes, the bow and flower almost said, and the surrounding area swept away. The Great God shakes his neck desperately beside the way it is, shaking off the words of the bowflower. Then, on the spot, an invisible wall formed between the great god and the bowflower, and the bowflower refused to approach.

"No more than that, Bowflower. I won't be able to go back. I told you, I'm the world itself. If you want it at all, you might make it happen. It could turn bowflowers into birds in the basket. I haven't endured 10,000 years to do that."

"Still..."

A bowflower took a step. Then a crack entered the wall where it was made.

"Still, I can't leave you alone. You sound like a wind, too. We're friends, aren't we? Then I can't leave my crying best friend alone, you idiot!

The wall that separated the two on the spot with the words collapses, the bowflower takes a further step forward in front of the wind noise, and the distance between the two shrinks to zero. Then he says, "Something's hot about today's bow flowers," as the great god hugged him in tears.

"I'm embarrassing you. I'm aware of that. But still, I decided not to imitate abandoning you, so I decided to go through with it."

When the Great God nodded "Yeah, well," on the bowflower I said it out, I sighed heavily and then

"Thank you bowflower. Okay, I'm losing."

That's what I said.