Play with Mad Scientists!

Everyone knows the name Beast Emperor if you are a paranormal person such as a sorcerer or a spellman.

Legend has it that once the Great Monster of the Beast Emperor gathered monsters from all over Japan, flipped anti-flags against human society, and made plans to conquer Japan.

At the time, even among ordinary people, the story was known to the extent of urban legend, but it was so absurd and ridiculous that it quickly became obsolete from people's memories that it disappeared without passing on to future generations, such as let the monster king rule the world of men.

But even now, more than one hundred and sixty years later, the existence and unrest are told by oral communication among Japanese paranormal officials.

Much of the world is impure. Mixed with various things. Not many of them are able to eliminate impurities altogether and maintain purity.

But the Shizuku, not knowing if it had dripped from somewhere, remained completely pure and did not lean any matter other than its own inside.

At first it was a clear orange fluid. Dropped into the roots of a single tree, brilliant in the light of the sun, and for some reason various animals came around. There was no dispute between carnivores and herbivores, and they stared at it in line around it.

The next thing the animals found it was a demon woman hanging from death. And when all his companions were slain by the sorcerer, he fled with his weight, and lost his dwelling place, and wandered in the mountains, he found it.

She was hazy conscious, yet attracted to its many beautiful lumps, and touched it. Then, as she was dragged from the touched area, her entire body was led into a mass of orange liquid.

Free from pain and full of body. Blood flow is encouraged, and every pleasant substance can play in your head. No more hunger, no more dryness, wrapped in peace, eyes closed.

In a mosquito-like state trapped in amber, she was preserved. After a while, the demon of the woman had taken her breath away, but another life in the liquid was growing in the corpse, scrubbing the liquid over the woman's body.

In the meantime, the animals regularly visited the place at the same time, stared at it for a while and left. Stand still in front of the liquid, or sit down, and stare at the liquid and the woman in it, and go away.

As if to come to pray, the animals repeated it every day. In front of the liquid the animals never disputed, nor attacked, nor feared.

Years later, during which time the animals also visited the site after generations.

The demon body of the woman was preserved without decay, but there was a change. Her belly gradually swelled, and the orange mass surrounding her squeezed away slightly.

Eventually, the day came.

The animals didn't try to walk away that day. I'm usually supposed to walk away after some watching, but I stayed on the spot all the time and kept waiting, as if I knew something was going to happen.

The woman's belly was broken, and a new demon was born.

At the moment of his birth, the surrounding animals rang out in unison as if to bless him.

The demon, who was born, has already grown about five or six in size at that point, if you say so in human children.

Remnants of orange fluids on the body flow down the body surface along gravity, but some remain attached to the body.

Its glossy skin is pale peachy. The hair was bright bright red, and the two short grown horns were as peachy as the skin. From the back, tiny wings of transparency grow in a squishy, shrunken state.

Eventually my eyes open. Red as well as hair. The white-eyed areas were non-existent and all were red monochromatic.

The newborn life recognized several pieces of information. the world itself. And surrounded themselves, and the beasts and the birds that were ringing. And yourself.

"Ugh... Ugh..."

I hear breath leaking from the back of my throat. That was the result of imitating the beasts and trying to ring them myself.

It is a life born of hope.

It's a life saved by hope.

It is a life born celebrated.

It was a life that was guided and saved.

A completely indispensable life form, where the high-dimensional puzzle of destiny happened to overlap and was born into the world.

Life was feeling. I was taking it. I had accepted. That you were blessed the moment you were born.

Life is nothing yet. I don't understand life yet. To live up to the desires of many other lives and to reign over them.

But I don't ask for my life. I don't care about the fate imposed on me.

That's... the story of when that life was born.