The Man Picked Up By the Gods (Reboot)

When Lyoma left the village of Sikum for some time. In the divine realm, nine pillar gods were meeting together: the eight pillar gods became a car seat, and at its centre the remaining one pillar, the Selelipta, is seated in a stone chair and restrained in an even thinner, light-emitting chain.

"... hey, I wouldn't even run away if I was just surrounded by all this, and come on - wouldn't you solve this? And this chair is hard and uncomfortable."

"Be patient with that! You know what you did!?

"I know you broke the rules, but blah, blah, blah. This is no use. About two people are missing, but with eight columns, you can hold me in no matter what."

"That's right."

"That's why it's no reason to loosen the restraint."

Cyril, the goddess of war, agrees with the unsatisfactory words of Saleripta, but Fernobelia, the god of magic and academia, cuts and throws it away so that it can resist.

"That's right, and Meltriese and Manoairoa aren't coming yet?

"Uhm... I spoke up, but it still doesn't look like he's coming"

"Mano iroa is in the mood..."

Meltriese's been asleep.

"It's no use waiting any longer. Let's get started."

In a word of Tekun, Gain, the Creator, sees each face.

"Ideally we should all get together, but suppose we start? Everyone on this agenda, as we already know, decides on the treatment of Saleripta, who has laid his hand on your soul, the reincarnated dragon horse. By the way, about the very act that got my hands on, Willieris and Grimp hold the scene, and Selleripta herself admits it. Isn't that right?

"Definitely"

"Definitely."

"I'll admit it."

"I mean. Everyone, as I know, hands on the soul of living beings are also close to contraindicated to us gods. I can't be acquitted any more than I did. However, it is open to debate to what extent disposition is appropriate.

Something someone gives an opinion on. Or do you have anything to defend the Selleripta?

It was Cyril Elle who raised her voice first here.

"I want to tell you something, but first I want you to tell me why you did that from your own mouth. Isn't it an anomaly to have a sereliptor come out of you in the first place or engage with people anymore?"

"And so on."

The gaze gathering sereliptor sends Cyril an uncomfortable gaze to open her tease.

"Even if they say why, even you're seeing Dragon Horse, aren't you? I was just interested. I put my hands on my soul to find out who I was. Something tells me something's wrong.

And I'm not really into metastasizers, but if you're gonna say that, Fernobelia's the same thing, right? Isn't that weird?

"I don't deny anything about me. But isn't getting your hands on your soul too much for a boulder?

"At first, I was going to listen a little bit and read my mind. It's an honest feeling that I've seen things wrong. So even I think it's a little bad, and I'm gonna be a lot more honest with you about it."

"It doesn't look very... what's that“ misperceived ”thing?

"You've already told Willieris many times... in many ways. At first, as I just said, I was going to get it done with questions and reading minds. I was just going to make it easier for him to get emotions out for that, but the unexpected resistance, or eventually it almost deactivated me... because he found out that I was manipulating him mentally, he was wary, he didn't realize what he'd done either, and I just had to let him examine my soul directly anymore."

The gods who heard it held their heads, laughed bitterly, and reacted to each other, but what was largely common was "shuddering”. The way the Selleripta was, after all, not complimented, he said.

However,

"Resistance to God's power, and powerlessness. Can you leave me alone without looking into the soul of a man who can do this?

In the words that followed, a slight stray was also born to the gods.

Because it's impossible for humans to resist God's power, let alone deactivate it.

"There seems to have been more or less an anomaly in the soul of the transferee from Earth. Dragon Horse is particularly remarkable. I've heard stories, but come on... when it comes to deactivating God's power, don't you think it's too dangerous for a boulder to leave it without even looking into it?

"Hmm. In case, you might have the power to threaten us. Is that why you forced yourself to investigate?

"I didn't think it would be good to leave you alone, so I guess it feels just in case.

When a creature dies in the first place, its soul is reborn over time and as a new life... it is forbidden to lay hands on the soul because the soul we put our hands on will no longer be able to “reincarnate normally"?

In that regard, the dragon horse of the transferee, you have already been put on your hands when you come to this world, so it has been decided that you will be handled specially after death. I tormented him because I forced him to, but I intend to take care not to affect him any further.

... If Willieris hadn't jumped in there, I'd have ended it safer. "

"What?

"Fair enough."

Willieris, goddess of the earth, reacts to an extra word.

The disturbing air flows. No, the grimp of the farming god enters.

"Woo-hoon! I mean, I felt the need, and I paid the least amount of attention."

"Well. I admit it's bad that I did it without contacting you beforehand and arbitrarily. But we had the worst relationship back then, and it wasn't like that."

"If you are aware of an unauthorized mentally manipulated statement, it will naturally happen."

"Ma, that's right. Way to go."

"So? Lord, what are you hiding?

"Huh?"

Gain's gaze was sharp enough to pierce the sereliptor.

And it is, as are the other gods.

"How much do you think Ola and I are dating?"

"I'm sorry to bother you, but we've spent countless years together."

"You're too honest today, aren't you?"

"It's creepy that the word" bad "comes from your mouth."

"You're not such a winner, are you?"

"It's not like Temehe the Twister."

"Aren't you usually reopening it and shifting responsibilities?

Grimp, Willieris, Cyril Elle, Fernobelia, Lurutia, Tekun, and Kfo… Salelipta makes her face draw to the words relentlessly cast by the seven-pillar gods.

"I guess I'll say that..."

"I know it's true."

Spit out what you're hiding more than that.

"I guess the story so far isn't a lie either (...)"

"I guess we should come to a conclusion only after we've heard all the stories"

"I hope it's not a crap reason. Otherwise..."

"Ah, already! Okay... I'll talk to you."

Saleripta sighed and started talking silly.

However,

"I don't think it makes sense to ask."

"That's for this one to judge. All you have to do is answer what you're asked."

"... Fernobelia... how rude were you just now? I'm much older, though, aren't I? How about being impolite to you for being intelligent?

"What do you say in yourself that violates God's rules and awaits disposition? This is why old age is wasted."

"Come on!

Two pillars that suddenly began to stare at each other. And a drink of Gain.

"Fernobelia calm down, then Serelipta don't try to get out of the way. I can't talk about it."

"Chi."

"Excuse me."

"Ha... I want to see Idol live and heal..."

No one touches the true meaning of the spill as to whether there is a hardship for the summariser. Once again, the Sale Liptor opens its mouth.

"What I didn't say was about you, Dragon Horse, or about the God of Earth who sent him out. In conclusion, I found out when I checked your soul, Dragon Horse, that you were a bad taster."

"Bad taste?

"As far as Guys tells me, it sounds like he's doing a lot of things, not surprisingly."

"Yeah, I think it's something to do with all that. For now, do you know what a" nurturing simulation game ”is? Dragon Horse, it's your game of the world... simply put information into a dedicated machine and there's a game of raising pseudo-humans, animals, and crops that don't have a life."

"It's like we're watching mankind, nature, flora and fauna."

"Oh, that's a rare disagreement. Willieris was right. But the nurturing simulation game is," The subject has no life or soul. "It's a chunk of information that we cultivate in games. No matter how authentic they are made to look, they are not lifelike beings. That's why (...), I can do anything (...). If it exists on lifeless data, no matter how outrageous you do it, reset it back to normal. I can do what I didn't. That's the difference between game and reality, I don't know what... but for the God of Earth, isn't either the same thing?

"Is that to say that the God of the Earth was playing a nurturing game using a living human?

There was a quiet anger seeping through Lultia's voice, but if asked, he mouths an answer.

"At least I think it is in your case, Dragon Horse. Lurutia's in charge of his reincarnation, so you know he had all sorts of talents, starting with martial arts, right?

"Yeah, it almost seemed like he'd been given to waste in his previous life,"

"That's just part of it. Looks like Dragon Horse gave you a lot of other talents. I might as well say" To deceive our eyes, "because I hid it so I wouldn't know if I had to look directly into the back of my soul."

"What the hell!?

"Let's get this straight. Oh, you're not lying, are you?

"Surely, there's no reason for a sereliptor to lie like that, is there? If we look into your soul, Dragon Horse, we'll find out, and it's not something we do for no reason, because there's no reason to look directly into your soul, so we don't know first. Perfect for hiding."

"I know what Kufo says, but what talent did you hide after doing that?

"Murder."

"I think I was given a whole lot of talent for other“ robberies ”and“ burglaries ”that come to mind when I hear of crimes. I guess it's just because I didn't need it for a purpose, but I didn't have a sex offense system. It was a lot like I said earlier," Murder, "“ massacre, "“ massacre, "and I wanted to specialize in killing anyway."

"Wait a minute! So what is it? So the god of the earth wanted to raise a dragon horse to be a killer?

"... I'm explaining, I want you to hear it to the end... well fine. I think it would be more convenient for me to be a vicious criminal for a purpose. Anyway, make it unhappy, build up dissatisfaction, and cum on some applause! He wanted to kill people and keep them from coming back.

And Dragon Horse, the talent you deal with is exclusive to old weapons like knives and bows, and even though you don't have the talent to deal with firearms, it seems like you've been bothering to get a little interested, so I thought you wanted to experiment with "masters are martial arts and primitive weapons, how far can you fight firearms” or “how many can you kill”? If you become a criminal, you will be chased by the police, and if you continue to defy as a murderer, a special unit trained in firearms may emerge.

Well, it didn't seem to happen. "

If you think Serelipta went on to talk pale without so much emotion, you suddenly look serious.

"I've explained this to you, including my guess, but I hope you don't get me wrong, Dragon Horse, that you're not a bad guy"

"I know you don't have to tell me that, Saleripta."

"Yeah, and if you were a bad guy, you wouldn't be following this world in the first place."

"I agree, but then the earth god feels like he's halfway through what he does...... what do you think? Fernobelia."

"I agree. If you care, it shouldn't be hard to define your destiny and make the person you want."

"But then.“ It's not funny (...). "Because if God doesn't hesitate to give you power, you can tell me you know the consequences.

God on earth gives only talent, or purposefully creates an unfortunate environment. I guess I was using a roundabout method to give it randomness, so that I didn't know what the result would be, and yet adjust it so that it didn't go too far out of people's range?

"... I see, was that the way you saw it"

"Chest shit is a bad story, dammit..."

"But because of that“ play, "Dragon Horse, I guess you lived normally with restraint until you died. Incidentally, your resistance to spiritual manipulation is unusually high, because Dragon Horse you resisted temptation by allowing more restraint than God assumed on Earth. So much so that I can't simulate.

Thanks to the fact that many times I added the talent of crime, there were traces of attempts to induce it, and I think I did some pretty forceful fate manipulation. I haven't had my hands on my soul once or twice. "

"That made you tolerant..."

"I don't know about God's circumstances, and I'm completely unconscious, but it's a big deal."

A word accompanied shortly after Willieris shrugged. Then now the grimp sitting next to him opens his mouth as he was convinced.

"That's why you said that then."

"Uh... Grimp, say that here?

For the first time here, the floating sereliptor distorted his expression.

It also draws the attention of other gods to the reaction that they just said something they didn't want to be told.

"I hope you're happy.” Good luck because it will be noisy around you in the near future. Until then, enjoy your peaceful village life for a while longer. And if one day it gets really hard to live, you should come to me... was it? I was curious because you said something that didn't seem like it. "

"Ha... I'm sure in his previous life, I want to kill someone angry! I think I had a lot to think about. Wasn't there something else that could have caused someone to die, the temptation to commit a crime? Still, he didn't kill, and he didn't sin... even if it was hypocrisy or unconsciousness, he pierced it to death.

If you're saying you've lived a normal life, you can still say you have respect if you think of God's temptation to resist it. "

"That's a hell of a thing to say."

"Though the Earth's God was half playing, he wouldn't be able to stand it with his half-breed spiritual power"

"I regret it, but the God of Earth would be a lot better than us..."

"Well, fortunately, with the soul coming to this world, God on earth should no longer be able to reach him... what, the“ experience "of previous life engraved in his soul. So the“ personality ”formed by it stays put. I'm still anxious."

The expression of the serelipter that speaks of it is even more distorted,

"The play of God on Earth (...) has had a tremendous impact on your personality formation, Dragon Horse, and has been distorted, as parents and children who grew up telling you that you are a" no child "assume that you are a" no child ”.

Some kids live with confidence, especially if they say they can't "themselves" to their parents or those around them, and Dragon Horse you were the type close to it, but hey... you were too self-contained (...) to counter the "temptation to commit intense crime or murder" you would have been given, or you had to, but you're over-considered or self-absorbed "

"Hmm? Wait a minute. Was a dragon horse like that? He would've crusaded bandits or something."

"Yeah. That neighborhood makes the story extra tricky... when it comes to bandit crusades, I'm simply adhering to and adapting to the laws of the country I'm in. I don't kill for nothing, but if it's to eat self-defense or anything, it seems like I have little resistance to killing.

But that “little resistance to killing” thing, and then he fights, he tends to do a lot too much (...), right? I don't have “consciousness” in me, but in the instinctive part, I already feel the talent inside me and the danger of it. And I blame myself for my immaturity. "

"Ah!?

"What's the matter? Kfo."

"No, I remembered that in my current story. Didn't Dragon Horse suddenly start working out after you broke up with the people in the Duke's house because you ran wild in the mine?

"Oh, and speaking of which, that happened."

"I remember, too. But isn't that bad for you? Surely you're a bad adventurer who tried to steal money by threatening a kid, aren't you? Finally, the dragon horse himself tried to intimidate me."

"Yes, but hey... he's young to be here, isn't he? Because of the slightly younger mentally, I think I've loosened a tight tag in my previous life. Looks like you were just about to let your emotions flow, doesn't it? So it feels like I'm rushing to re-tighten it.

Until then, in forest life, the practice of “killing creatures” in the form of hunting was familiar, and then the fight against bandits might be one end of the cause that loosened the taga?

Honestly, I think that killing out of anger and resentment, in and of itself, is normal if you're an emotional person. Doing it or not is another story, and I'd rather not feel anything at all, no matter what. "

"... in other words, dragon horses accept it as a necessity to live a kill. But at the same time, I consider myself a dangerous person by taking it as an anomaly. Seems paradoxical, is this what you mean?

"Uh, yeah. Indeed, what Fernobelia said may be the closest expression. I recognize myself as a dangerous person. So you want to be in a circle of people, but you feel uncomfortable trying to get in?“ My place isn't here, I'm not a good person to be here ”.

If I add further, “Be kind to others, be hard on yourself"? You have to be good (...), you have to be abnegate (...), you have to be helpful to people, or you don't deserve to live for yourself... but should I say? Humanly speaking, I think it's a virtue. Hey, Dragon Horse, in your case, I wonder if this feels unconscious, too thorough. You're underestimating yourself anyway, aren't you?

That's why in my previous life I accepted even if I was treated unreasonably, and I would still try to return the same or more if I was treated kindly, regardless of my burden or loss. He's only unconscious. "

I thought I'd interrupted the conversation here, a loud sighing sereliptor.

He concludes by telling him to summarize his previous stories.

"It sounds good to say" pro bono love, "but it's a good duck in a deeply greedy human society to do this, whether pro bono or not, and depending on the way you look at it, you can take it as a fair reward for your job, disregarding its value and denigrating it.

So what do we do when we have a perimeter and a quarrel? If you want to reopen it or relinquish your responsibilities and get away with it, it's still fine, because you wouldn't do that with his personality. There's a good chance you'll be defamed of their anger directly from the front, and if there's any demand, you might be able to respond.

But unless I fix the distortion in the unconscious backbone of my mind, I don't think I can fix his behavior. It's going to be noisy around him in the future, and if I have to, I won't spare myself the damage, if I keep in that state, I'll break my mind, my body, or both.

In that regard, I can introduce you even to uninhabited islands where mankind knows no one. Whatever, like the ancestors of the mermaids, you can give them strong protection so that they can live in the water. It would be easier for him to get away from people's worlds altogether, and the damage would be minimal in case it happened.

Because the existence of the lower realm changes naturally over time. Dragon Horse, you don't have to rush. [M] It's a place to calm down, you just need to take the time to stabilize it... I don't know. "

"I see. Have you thought that far?"

The silence flows over whether the other gods thought the same for a word of Gain.

And

"It was a surprise. You told Dragon Horse you were scattered, not funny, but what..."

"His current life (...) isn't funny to observe, I said, but I just don't remember saying that I don't like him or that I'm not interested. Oh? And I'm going to be pretty equal to any life, so I'm going to be quite responsive even if I wasn't interested."

Willieris opened her mouth sorry, but the words didn't last.

Though the other person is Saleripta, a friend of the dog monkeys, it sprouts a sense of self-reflection on her that she has said too much -

"Well... to be honest, I love kids like him who suffer in critical conditions and still live and scratch."

……

- The next moment I call, the thought of Willieris, no, all the gods, stops in the words I hear.

Not realizing that, Saleripta went on to say the words.

The voice seemed so excited that it gradually grew louder.

"Look, I don't know what it is. Fish that survive in the midst of the majority being eaten as juveniles, ants that survive nestled in ant hell? There's such a glow of life that helps me scratch desperately from the abyss of death. - Huh?

Here he finally realized. to the fact that the surrounding gods are looking at themselves again with white eyes, or with frightened eyes.

"Selleripta... the one named you..."

"Isn't it you who's more distorted than you, Dragon Horse?

"I don't want to say anything about other people's hobbies..."

Couldn't you at least describe it as “feeling the dignity of life" or “great effort to live” or “support”?

"I feel impressed and lost."

"I never want you to like me."

"Say something extra again, I don't know Ola anymore."

"Eh, hey, hey, what's this air"

"Selleripta"

Just one word, it was Willieris who called his name. But the shape changed from what it had just been.

"Scared!? What's that face? I just lost my mind. What was that?

"Yeah, yeah, you really are. Why did you try to reflect on what you did with me? Heh, heh, heh."

"... I was an acceptable flow."

"You were in such an air. Until just now...... Now you, Dragon Horse, were willing to distract yourself with your story and run away with your sins!?

"Yes!? The boulder told me that! At least a credit for figuring out what the Earth's God did, or as much as commuting your sentence for dealing with you, Dragon Horse!?

"I mean, you had a lower heart!?

"Ugh, he's a pain in the ass. Hey guys, this is a conference or a trial place, right? You can just let one of us take it personally!?

"Well...... let's change places and have one last discussion and then we'll take a resolution. I'm leaving Willieris behind, so stay with him. Okay, everybody, let's go."

"Ah! Hey! Guys!? Guys!?

No one responds to that call, and one pillar at a time the gods follow this occasion. Only Saleripta, who remained tied to the chair, and Willieris, who came with a seat to its front, were left.

"Everyone's gone."

"Oh."

"Everyone will decide the punishment. Until then, you have a lot to say. Until the end, I'll make sure you listen!

"Wow... this dragon horse may die before you..."

After this, Willieris' sermon continued in an extended manner, that eventually the returning gods discovered the serelipta, which had been exhausted…