The Executed Sage Reincarnates as a Lich and Begins a War of Aggression

"Right..."

Hearing the affirmation of the Great Spirit, I silence.

Words don't come out of my gut.

It is also different from simple joy.

Of course I should be happy, but I was in a unique mood.

"What's wrong? Have you lost your mind in peace?"

"Just a little."

I respond in short words.

Even though I was half sure, it's good to know that my views fit.

It is a mood in which the troubles that were nesting on the edge of my heart have been resolved.

"The will of the world is a concept in which the unconsciousness of humanity is built together. It's called the end point of human business."

"Human business interferes with events."

The Great Spirit agreed profoundly.

She reaches for the night sky.

My fingertips moved to stroke something.

"The thought of humanity's aspiration to happiness - the desire to turn and escape ruin distorts the world. There are many who want it, and the stronger the thought, the more effective it will be."

If the wishes are united, only a great miracle occurs for that matter.

It would mean that people's wishes produce heroes.

You are a hero because you are wanted.

"The will of the world is the ultimate concept, but it is by no means universal. It does not always work, nor does it take into account the good or bad results of the action. That's what you pointed out, it's not perfect."

"Right."

A concept constructed by unconscious aspirations.

This is the greatest advantage and drawback.

If desired, even the brave will be executed and inhumane weapons will be completed.

However, no further deployment is warranted.

As a result of a short-circuited execution, a demon king like me was born.

For mankind, it would be exactly the form of enmity.

It means that not all good phenomena happen.

"The will of the world protects people, but at the same time it can be described as the greatest enemy"

"It's also a concept that leads mankind to ruin."

"Exactly."

The Great Spirit nods.

What an ironic structure.

People can perish with their own aspirations.

The thought of trying to live strangles them on the contrary.

Nor can they stop it themselves.

"If you become a target of the will of the world, you basically cannot resist it. Theoretically, we can destroy what kind of high-altitude existence it is. Exceptions not tied to that decision are you."

"Is it me?"

Though I felt a little surprised, there were several verses that came to mind.

On top of that I ask the Great Spirit.

"I want you to tell me why I'm the exception"

"because you possess special powers"

"... the valley of the dead"

I am aware of the impatience in my body.

The constant power that is supplied has made me king of demons.

With the dedication of the beasts of the outside world, the mass of Qi was further improved.

"A valley of the dead is the cause of man itself. It symbolizes the happiness and peace that people universally desire - the tragedy and doom opposite it."

I intuitively understand the story of the Great Spirit.

The Valley of the Dead is an evil that people have abhorred and ruled out from sight.

Every starch is precipitating.

The will of the world to save people was also a concept of doom.

It is homogeneous but at odds with the valley of the dead.

It was as the Great Spirit had previously stated.

"This is the truth about the will of the world. Did you understand?"

"Oh, very helpful"

I thank the Great Spirit.

The idea, which was just a guess, was clearly contoured.

This difference would be enormous.

"You must have found that the will of the world is a mighty concept, but what will you do now"

"Nothing changes. Just keep fighting."

I answer without hesitation.

It's the same thing in the end to find out the truth.

I know my presence is unwanted.

But the world needed a demon king.

That's why we have to survive.

No matter what hero appeared, I was not allowed to defeat.

For world peace, just push on.

"It's a good answer. It's a difficult attempt, but you could accomplish it."

The Great Spirit, who said satisfactorily, floats without sound.

Walking in the air, she turned around and told her.

"We'll let you know as soon as things are new."

"I asked."

When I respond, the Great Spirit flies across the night sky.

I was surrounded by silence.

When I'm alone, I go back indoors.