Play with Mad Scientists!

She can't resist being called by a number. Even if it is a clone, I am proud to be Namika Tsuki myself, so much so that it should be called by number. I don't want another name now.

Perhaps that would be the same for the other clones.

The number given is number eleven. Simply in the sense that it was made eleventh, that's what they called it from birth.

I wasn't worried about what kind of treatment I would receive when I was sold as a product. I couldn't help but be anxious. Because they had heard beforehand that it could also fit the hard eye depending on the buyer before it was sold.

In the place where it was sold as a sale, it was called the eleventh by the family of the LORD, but it was called by the LORD by the name of Mika.

It was only the twelve-year-old boy who became the lord of the eleventh. He was the second son of a wealthy house, but he was in a jerk and refused to go to school and wanted a friend who wouldn't bully himself. And I was a big fan of Moon Namika.

The boy and No. 11 soon became friends. The boy was a little selfish in some places, but innocent and caring, and No. 11 had a good day. Almost all four or six o'clock, No.11 and the boy stayed together, talked a lot, played a lot of things.

It is the eleventh that lacked concern that I was a clone, but the boy even told me that I was better than the real Moon Namika. I was so happy to cry.

As the days pass, my thoughts on the boy gradually swell within the eleventh. It didn't take me that long to recognize it as irreplaceable to me.

Those days, not long after birth, remain among the eleventh, as the happiest memories.

Happy days will suddenly come to an end.

The world was changing that day when the belly-breaking XI left the bathroom for a long time.

The servants of the mansion had rolled into untold wreckage with no one left. All of them, ahead of their elbows on both hands, had been severed from their knees on both feet down, and had been killed.

In the dining room, the boy, the lord of the eleventh, and the boy's father had a similar way of dying. No. 11 reached the remains of the still warm boy and cried out.

Where I stopped crying, No. 11 noticed something odd.

The dining room should have had a whole family eating. There must have been a boy, a boy's parents, and a boy's brother who was 19 years old. Yet the body is only for the boy and his father.

I notice another strange thing. Only his hands and legs, supposedly the boy's mother, were severed and rolled.

Police were called and the only survivor, No. 11, was protected by the police. The cause of death for the boy and his father was blood loss.

During the interview, after hours of not covering up with the police that he was a clone, No. 11 will face to face with a girl with the same face as himself.

That was a month and a half ago.

It has been more than thirty years since Hiraimura was incorporated into Tokyo Prefecture by Kanagawa Prefecture. Apart from the earthquake a year ago, there were no major incidents such as this in the village. Until that day...

One day. Numerous villagers were cut off and killed from their knees or elbows all over the village. Some have lost both hands and feet.

Even though the limb was amputated, the villager, who was quick to discover and barely took his life, ran like this with tremors when he regained consciousness in the village clinic.

"A monster. That was definitely a monster. Bye, humans."

At first some rejected the words of the survivors as rhetoric, but the next day, even witnesses at the scene of the murder testified that they had seen the monster, after again a large number of victims had left the village. The testimony coincided with the story of the survivors.

It was a pair of monsters who killed him.

One is about a child less than ten years of age tall, and from his large ripped mouth grows many fangs stretched outward and his skin is blue and black. But he had a musculoskeletal body, and he said that he had a twister in his hands and slipped into his feet at a terrible speed, waving that twister and amputating his legs.

The other is tall, has as many as four hands, has two axes, one horn extends from his forehead, blue and white skin. He said he grabbed and stretched both arms of the victim with two empty arms, waved two axes and amputated his arm.

Both said they were covered in body slurs.

The villagers consult and decide to hire a magician to exorcise the monsters.

The villagers were also skeptical of the very existence of the sorcerer, etc., but the person was found light.

"I, the Star Charcoal Sword Yo, the star charcoal magician, who is more famous as the leader in monster extermination than in ancient times, have also perished the earliest monsters and so on."

A tall young man who spoke so loudly was also shown witchcraft for confirmation. The villagers are really convinced and expect to be magicians.

The star charcoal sword Yo soon headed for the monster exorcism.

Two monsters came out of the cave as the star charcoal sword Yo tried to enter, staring suspiciously at the bell cave in the mountains outside the village.

Star-Charcoal Kenyo looked at the two and realized scared. I knew at a glance. He said he was a monster with considerable power.

"My name is Star Charcoal Stream Sorcerer, Star Charcoal Sword Yo! I've come to succeed and defeat evil demons that threaten the world of men! Be prepared!

I give you a name by turning your stomach.

"Starcharcoal?

A tall four-armed blue-white skin monster spills a mockery when he hears its name.

"What generation of star coal are you?

"Oh, that's..."

Asked by the blue and white monster, the star charcoal sword Yo hangs out.

"The magician of the star charcoal stream is handed down to a child. The present twenty-second generation heir should not have been named like Tin. Deception is lamentable. Hey, Sakyo."

"It's not a trick!

The star charcoal sword Yu is increasingly wolfish, even as he is furiously exaggerated by the monster's pointing out that he is knowledgeable at the monster's minute.

"It may be true that he is a magician of the star charcoal stream. He could be the one who lost the inheritance fight."

A muscular body monster with low blue and black skin, called Left Kyo, said. Behind the appearance of ferocity, it was felt by the star charcoal sword Yo, as it dwelt deep intelligence in its eyes.

"Therefore, it is forbidden to be alarmed, Aoyagi."

"I know."

A four-armed monster called Aoyagi ran out with a star charcoal sword.

"You idiot!

It was a star charcoal sword that explored the counter in the magic of the chemical reaction system.

"Bad Luck Late Payment"

Zuokyo groans pompously. I also knew the meaning of the word, Star Charcoal Sword Yo, so I fought the moment the technique was complete.

The witchcraft is complete, and a vortex of flames rolls up in front of Starling Charcoal Sword Yo and erupts into the rushing blue leaves.

"Ha!?

Starling charcoal sword Yo accidentally raises his voice about what happened in front of him. Suddenly a huge drop of rock fell from the top of the mountain with the roar, blocking between the blue leaves and the star charcoal sword. And all the flames were held back by the falling stones.

"Don't surprise me! I thought my heart would stop!

The unexpected situation was the same with Aoyagi. We know that it was the work of Zuokyo and that it was not an intentional phenomenon caused by Zuokyo, but we couldn't help protesting.

"Transfer of bad luck"

Ignoring Aoyagi, Left Kyo activates further surgery.

In front of the star charcoal sword that was being taken in disquiet, the falling boulder broke into two pieces. Through that crack, the blue leaves loom.

The battle went light with that. Both arms were severed by two axes, and Star Charcoal Sword Yo screamed without a voice.

"Can the transfer of bad luck now be seen as a fate manipulation activated?

Aoyagi looks back at Left Kyo and asks.

It's a subtle place.

"Assuming it's not activated, there's going to be misfortune on me..."

He fell on the spot in shock, without the skill of even making it into a situation where blood was erupting from both arms, and later Aoyagi looked down at the star charcoal sword Yo awaiting blood loss.

"I'd rather not move too conspicuously, but can I see that I planted enough fear roots in this village?

"Mm-hmm. The villagers are no good against us. Let's just say we've been debated by a sorcerer. Tell the villagers to leave a message like that. Later, we will rule the village from the shadows, give it to our daughters, conceive our children, and increase our clan."

Nodding against Aoyagi's words, Left Kyo speaks of his future policy.

"Decaying rope, white fox, silver storm hall, Shizuno... Remember that. The emperor's vengeance is bound to be fought. I will make our species thrive, and I will avenge you in the future. I will make your children pay for their sins. And -"

Left Kyo vomits words full of resentment and determination. To be honest, Aoyagi also thought it was inept, such as revenge, but was interested in the other purpose of his comrade, Left Kyo, so he decided to go out with him.

"And resurrect the Beast Emperor..."

Left Kyo spoke of that other purpose, along with the thought of the universe.

That was more than a hundred and sixty years ago.