My Genderswapped Life (as a God) in a New World

Dan and Ama took care of Kimira and moved on to the transponder. I seem to have lost consciousness during the transfer.Lie on the ground, lift your face and wake up while rubbing your eyes.

I seem to have already been beamed somewhere, but it was a strange place.The room is swaying as if it were covered with fog, and there are no objects.The plane continues everywhere and there are no walls.

On the contrary, it was a mysterious space that seemed to be illuminated with purple light.

I can't really say that this place is the top floor just by looking at it.There is no transfer board or anything.I walk a little, but I don't feel like I'm moving from there.

"Somebody! Is anybody there?"

I screamed as much as I could and ran around, but I still didn't hear back.On the contrary, my voice is wrapped in fog and doesn't sound like it's disappearing in this room.

Now that I realize that this is different from the usual atmosphere, I'm starting to get scared.

Running as fast as you can for a few minutes, she stops breathing in a view that doesn't change anything.The sound of my shortness of breath seemed to have been sucked into this fog.

I can't see where I'm going, there's no one, there's no way out, there's all sorts of things that hurt me mentally.

We have to get there fast, but we have to move on.

Where the hell are we?

I try to clear the fog by creating a gust of wind.

However, when a gust of wind was created and hit the fog, the fog did not move, but simply kept shaking.

"Whoo-hoo! Somebody!"

No way... when I think about it, I hear voices coming from all over the room.

"Is there a human coming in?"

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I look around the room in surprise, but I don't see anything that looks like a ghost.Ignoring my appearance, the voice of mysterious heaven keeps talking.

"How many years has it been since someone from outside came in here?It was just right because I was really bored.It'll be a little bit of a playable toy. "

"Where? Where are you talking? Come out!"

"Don't panic. I'm here at the corner, so go slowly.I miss you so much. "

I felt like I heard a mysterious voice talking in a very pleasant tone behind my back.I was afraid to turn around slowly, and there was something like a black shadow floating in the air, and the shadow was a mimic of a person, but there was no face on it.I get back away from that shadow as it sways and sways.

"Hey... hey! I don't have a hobby! What's the purpose of this?"

"Purpose? Fufufu... that's right..."

A red mouth emerges from the face of the shadow, and the shadow clears up as if dust were blown into the wind.And I was surprised at the true appearance.

"What do you think? You look alike."

I appeared in front of me in exactly the same way as I did.However, if you look closely, your eyes are yellow and creepy.Otherwise, however, it will be difficult to discern at a glance, as you are almost exactly who you are now.Everyone's voice, skin and face are together.The only difference is the color and face of the eyes.It is quite creepy that I have been together so far.I'm sure Fanlon said he could be me, but is that the same ability?

Something else in my appearance was staring at me with a leisurely look on my face.

"Like me?"

Surprised?

Who the hell are you?

Yes, when I visit, I smile with a fake nose.

"Me? I'm you."

"Hey, what are you talking about?"

"Well, to be precise, it's like a ghost who imitates the appearance of others."

"Ghost?"

If you look closely, the whole body is not clearly visible, but the bottom of the foot is blurry and the silhouette itself is not clear.

"Are you dead?"

"He's alive but dead. I was originally summoned to the world as a part of a magician with a magically summoned Spirit.But because the magician left me, I lost the Lord.And he wandered in this magical space (bug room) where we were the only ones without being able to emerge as entities because the Lord had left me.Sometimes a lot of guys get lost here, so I was threatening them and playing. "

"Is this the magic space?"

"Ah, the space where we spiritual species live.It is said that the place where ordinary substances can live is the specification space (spec room).You must have deviated from that spec space and come here. "

In other words, the world I live in is where invisible people like ghosts wander.It's like I missed a wall in the game.

But when you come to such a space, the story changes.I have a place to go as soon as I can.I didn't have time to slow down here.

"Hey, you know how to get out of here, right?Please, let me out of here. I have to hurry. "

A fake who listened to me lowers my gaze a little.

"Oh, you're leaving... early. Too soon."

All of a sudden, the other body produces something familiar.It was the effect of the flying wind blade of the wind-dominated application skills I always use.The wind blade wrapped around the body of the fake Celt flew towards me with a signal from the fake Celt to put his arm forward.I was surprised that my actions were one step behind, but I was able to create an afterthought just moments away, so I was able to avoid it.

"It's my ability."

"Everyone who comes here wants to leave right away.I'm so frustrated with it that I can feed on his soul.You're just like everybody else. "

That said, the pseudo-Celtic folds the attack.Avoid flying wind blades.When I realized that I was distracted by the monotonous attack of the pseudo-Celtic, the pseudo-Celtic was getting closer and closer to me.

Then, light was produced from the right arm of the pseudo-Celtic, and when that light became the form of a sword, it shook down to me.I immediately pulled out the demon blade on my hips and caught the attack.

The sword of light and the artifact are seen by each other as they struggle with weapons.

"What are you doing? Me?"

I play the fake Celtic sword and step back for a distance.

"Hah hah...."

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I can't breathe. I can't afford a fake Celt.Even though she looked the same, it felt like she was somewhere in contrast.

"I have another feature.It is the ability to see the weaknesses and thoughts of the imitator.This is the ability to communicate with the surgeon, but you can use it as much as you like. "

"No, what... what are you saying?"

"You've got company. You're very reliable."

"Yes, I'm here...."

"But you're scared, right? About my friends....."

Huh?

"There are (...) sex (...) in the (...) minute (...)"

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The pseudo-Celtic words struck me as if my heart had been punched through by a fat arrow.What I don't want to be told... for me, Taboo, it was about personality.