Reincarnation Monarch

"The singularity... Thank you very much for the mystery..."

Carla muttered like she was talking to herself.

Then Creed nodded greatly.

"Even if you trace my vague memories, you're mysterious."

Carla nodded, agreeing.

"Oh, thank you. I don't really understand the singularity. How about you?

Asked by Carla, Creed once again put his arms together and thought about it.

"... I know it sounds like a lot of bad physique. I don't know if that's me."

"All kinds of shit...... and did you call it physique? Is singularity like physical constitution?

Then Creed shook his head to the side.

"No, I don't know what's clear. But I was wondering if you could think of it as physical if you were born with it."

"Hmm... the nature of being born... then you can consider it almost synonymous with your physique"

"Oh. Even so, I guess."

"I know. You have vague memories, don't you? Then there's no choice. But then again, why did you want to make sure it was a singularity?

Creed answered Carla's question bluntly.

"As I said earlier, I wanted to know if I was a singularity. So I asked him if Gaius was really peculiar."

"Why do you want to know? What if it was a singularity?

Then Creed grinned with a nibble up his mouth angle.

"If I was a singularity too, maybe I still have that ability, right? If so, that's a pretty thrilling story."

"Thrilling...... is that what this is all about?

"Oh. That's what it is. 'Cause it's me, right? It's the center of this world, isn't it? This thrilling conversation, if there's anything else, I want you to tell me."

To Creed's words, Carla frowned and thought.

"... the heart of this world... that's a long story. Sure... we talked about the world turning more conveniently to the peculiarities, right?

Then Creed nodded greatly.

"Oh, you're right. I mean, it's almost like God."

"Really? I have certainly heard that the world turns conveniently to singularities. But didn't that conveniently turn around have anything to do with the singularity intent?

Then Creed put his arms around it and thought.

"Doesn't it reflect my will? Uh-huh, because I have a vague memory... right? Didn't you mean you could move the world the way you wanted? ……

Then Carla answered with clarity.

"Oh, as far as I'm concerned, you are. It's not like I can change the world the way I want it to."