The God Slaying Hero and the Seven Covenants

- Call me when you get lonely.

Recall the words of goodbye, and repeat your breath as you continue to see the 'world' where you have nothing but to call it the wilderness.

Where the demon gods Neifer and Range fought.

Where Demon King Shelfa and Range fought.

The castle, which has no one to manage, is about to decay in the past year. The earth that rises in the wind pollutes, and the mud and the magic of the beast crawl, and a little beast that cannot even be called a demon enters.

The bedroom of the Spirit God Zeneria, which I saw only once before. That giant Kamiki.

True opposite of that clean atmosphere.

I stare in darkness, filth, and just stay here and my feelings sink. Such a space. Such a world.

This is where the demon gods live. "Where you have to be" yourself.

Oh, sure.

Understand. I will. I can do it.

How could Neifer, the demon god, have sought the 'God Kill' Yamada range so strongly? Just a human. Oh, my God, did you dream?

In the past year, I understood.

And how much time did the demon god Neifer and the demon king Shelfa keep dreaming of...... I can't even imagine.

A decaying castle, sees the world from the gap between its crushed walls. Keep looking.

"Range"

Call the name. I look up at the sky as I stroke the dirty walls with my fingers with dirt and sand.

That time, when I slaughtered the black dragon that I was not given a name for - he slashed the sky as well.

Now covered by thick clouds, he slashed a cloud that rained a mixture of ashes rising in the heat of the volcano, and showed us the blue sky that lies ahead.

Give me that blue. Beautiful skies. I kept watching as I traveled, a beautiful world.

- Dream.

I dream of a beautiful world, just like Naifer and Shelfa did.

That's all the fun in the land. Entertainment. A way to slightly advance the needle of time that has stopped forever.

Nothing else. Beautiful scenery, fun hustle and bustle, and the warmth of others.

Having lost Naifer and Sherfa, the Demons are searching for the next Demon King, and the Demons are still acting as they please. I didn't do anything, but the presence of the Demon God (I) just seems to make sense here, and powerful demons and demons don't want to leave this Arbenelm continent.

Don't let me be the nuisance of the range - I think the idea propagates a little.

However, it seems that my strength does not extend only to "weak demons" and "demons far away", which are still rampant.

Pass on. Pass on.

The behavior of the demon created by the demon god Neifer is passed on to me, who has inherited the power of the demon god Neifer.

I see.

This way, Naifer was monitoring Range's behavior, figuring out where he was and getting ahead of him. Or I kept waiting for him to come.

I'm not looking directly at it. I can't even touch it. In the end, this isn't about “me," it's about other demons and demons touching the range.

I don't know.

"... oh"

And he said this way he could call the range. I thought. I thought.

Demons.

How to call the range of living as a person to me.

That's what he said.

- Call me when you get lonely.

A demon god is a great source of demons. Root. The lineage tree of life, its beginnings.

All demons come from “demon gods," and they grow. All of it is ruled by the demon gods and they will not disobey orders.

So.

If demons break out and attack people, it is the work of demons.

So Naifer rumbled and asked. Being on par with yourself. The existence that could kill itself. God's enemies. Even if it's meant to hurt the world.... even if you are going to kill me.

Still I asked for it.

And the people of this world weren't strong enough to respond to it.

Goddess and Spirit God. In the man of this world, made to a two-pillar God, it does not extend to the God of this world. Yes, it's been made.

So people from different worlds. It wasn't made by God, it was a long and eternal time. He summoned to this world a "man” born after an eternity of equal time.

That's the beginning.

That's the beginning of the God-killing Yamada Range and the demon god Naifer.

Think so.

Naifer's thoughts.

The power of Naifer.

That tells me.

And one day, this will happen to me too.

This cold world. A world with wilderness everywhere. A world where demons are driven only by instinct through a desolate earth of nothing.

When I'm tired of this world and bored.

The personality Solnea is broken and I guess I want someone too, just like Naifer asked for the Yamada Range.

Neither demons nor monsters are interested in a beautiful world. I don't even want to heal this desolate world.

Me too... Me too, I think this world is cold but I don't want to warm it up. Just keep waiting for him to come.

Every day like that.

Such a year.

Not yet, okay.

I'm sure it's better.

But... one day I'll break it. This loneliness freezes me.

And overflow. Bored or lonely. And... he wants to meet a reciprocal. Yamada Range for Naifer. Someone for me. I want it.

A hundred years from now, a thousand years from now...... farther or shorter?

And they kill me again.

I want that. Just like Naifer and Shelfa did...... hope to be killed, and create the next generation of demon gods.

That repetition.

Will it stop somewhere or will it last forever?

Goddess Astraela and Spirit God Zeneria. The difference between those two pillars and me. Definitive variance.

I - I get to hope to be killed one day.

…………

Scary.

Scary.

Scary.

... I don't want to die. I don't even want to kill him.

I'm just scared.

I'm afraid my personality, Solnea, will change.

Range, Francesca, Faerona, Mululu, Aya.

His journey with them disappears. It disappears. At some point, the look, the voice, I can't remember.

Become the enemy of mankind. Turning mankind against its enemies makes me want “only one" to look at me. At the expense of everything, but I choose that “only one”.

... That's what scares me.

I traveled with the ranges. A full time that was a short time, but also comparable to my whole life.

More than that time, I'm horrified that I want someone who doesn't know my face or my name.

I'm afraid I'm going to start asking for someone who's not the one who brought me out of this world.

Embrace.

With both arms, shoulders. Hug me, shrink.

There's nobody here. Nobody's coming.

Oh.

It's so cold here. I miss you so much.

My body, my mind, my thoughts freeze.

"Range"

Call the name.

Keep calling.

If you get lonely, because he told you to call him.

So I keep calling.