"City of Plenty? I've never heard such a funny joke."
"In the eyes of the joke itself, is there anything that is not a joke?"
"Hypocrite, because of your wishful thinking, you and I had to go half a way around the Sky Eagle to get here. In order to avoid Rogge's remaining eyes and prevent the perception of the 'canopy', we wasted so much time. Don't you think you Is his behavior more ridiculous than a joke?"
"...Say whatever you want." Adam said to himself in two completely different voices as he walked along the sparsely populated alley.
He looked tired and pressed hard on the mask tied to his hair with one hand. From time to time, a trace of red light could be seen oscillating in the light gold reflected in his pupils.
"Hypocrite, stop talking? Do you think you are ridiculous? You have wasted so much of our time for a chess piece of the Alchemy Society, for a life container of ouroboros." A flash of scarlet flashed in Adam's eyes He moved, his tone was strong, and his voice was extremely unpleasant, as sharp and harsh as the tip of a knife sliding rapidly on the glass.
"Disorder, I have never regarded Ryan as a pawn. He is my friend. He is a thoughtful and emotional person. He has put forward many useful ideas for me. I also hope that these ideas can be consistent with my goals." Let's make it happen together in the future." Adam's eyes flashed with dazzling gold, and his tone was soft and gentle, as if he was stating something simple.
"But you killed him and erased his existence without communicating with me first."
"Indeed, that was what I did, but what can you do? Kill me? Oh, you can't, because we are one, and everything about us has been intertwined forever with that disaster, and it will never happen again. It’s hard to separate, isn’t it?”
"..."
"Why, are you going to stop talking? When talking about so-called ideals and justice, you, a hypocrite, will always have endless long speeches and countless ridiculous fantasies. But when faced with your most intuitive and real problems, you always They all chose silence to escape and were unwilling to face reality." Adam's words became increasingly harsh and unpleasant.
"Stop talking, I don't want to have a meaningless argument with you for the time being." Adam pressed hard on the mask tied to his hair, looking a little struggling.
"Meaningless? So what is meaningful? Is it the right and the future that you, the ignorant maggot, whose mind is full of old-era fantasies, say? Except for those short-sighted people entangled in sin and karma, you should really You don’t think anyone else believes in your predictions and judgments, do you?”
"If I am a maggot left over from the old era, then who are you, a parasite on a maggot?" Adam's voice was filled with anger.
"Sorry, I don't know much about the racial composition of your insects."
"you......"
"Why don't you continue talking? You must be in a hurry, right?"
"I really can't tell you anything, and I'm tired too..." Adam sighed tiredly.
He stopped talking to himself. He was still walking on the path on the outskirts of the city, his body slightly bent and his posture stiff.
The flashing red spots in his pupils appeared more and more frequently. At this moment, there was a sound of intensive horse hooves in front of the road, and a galloping carriage quickly rushed out from the corner of the path ahead and directly knocked down Adam, who was unable to dodge.
Adam was knocked to the ground, and the string that bound his hair unfortunately broke. Adam's medium-long golden hair suddenly became scattered, and the mask tied with the long hair also fell to the ground.
"Hey, are you okay?" The speeding carriage hit someone, and the driver had to put down his whip, got out of the car, picked up Adam who fell on the ground, and asked about the other person's condition.
"Who am I...?" Adam's eyes were blank. He grabbed his scattered blond hair in pain and muttered to himself full of doubts.
"Coachman, what's wrong?" A fat head poked out of the window of the carriage. If you look carefully, you can vaguely see a bronze medal hanging on the chest of the owner of the head in the carriage.
"The horse hit someone, Lord Baron." The coachman first glanced at Adam, who was covering his head and mumbling repeated sentences, and then quickly turned to explain to the Lord Baron in the window.
"It's really unlucky. I'm still waiting to attend the count's dinner party." The fat baron held his head high and threw a few shining silver coins in Adam's direction from the car window.
"Ignore this lunatic talking to himself. Just give him a few silver coins and keep driving."
"Yes, Lord Baron." The coachman responded, and then prepared to continue driving. Adam grabbed the coachman who was about to get on the horse. The scarlet in his eyes gradually appeared, and he repeated those words again.
"Who am I?" The coachman ignored Adam, shook off his hand, got up, got on his horse, and drove the carriage away.
Adam, who stayed in place, lowered his head, slightly curved the corners of his mouth, and kept repeating the same words.
And his voice, which was perfectly normal before, has now become extremely shrill and harsh. The rapid sound of the horse's hooves as the carriage moved forward blended with Adam's harsh voice, which sounded particularly strange.
When the sound of horse hooves gradually subsided and the carriage drove away, Adam no longer repeated the words of unknown meaning. The corners of his mouth curved in a huge arc, and he continued to let out bursts of hoarse laughter.
Adam picked up the white mask and put it on his face. A pair of beautiful eyes were exposed in the hollow of the mask, but the scarlet reflected in these eyes was deep and scary.
"Who am I? I am me! The noble and great Mr. Magician." Adam shook his long golden hair and spoke softly, seemingly with a smile, but his voice was as ugly as ever.
"Hypocrite, you are more fragile than I thought." Adam slapped his chest, seeming to laugh at his other self,
"Just rest in your body. Now it's my turn to be on duty."
"Hahahaha!" Adam laughed, his figure gradually began to become distorted, until he completely disappeared in place.
........
"Why haven't you arrived in the city center for so long? I won't be able to catch up with Count Gaon's dinner." The fat baron sitting in the carriage complained to the driver.
"Lord Baron, it's a bit strange to say that I feel like we have been going in circles in the right city. You see, we have already walked this road once."
"I hired you as a coachman, not to ask you to drive around in circles for me. If you are not familiar with the streets of various districts in Salom, then I advise you not to do this job." The baron's voice was cold. He seemed extremely dissatisfied with the coachman.
"No, no, Lord Baron. I have been driving in Silom for ten years. How can I not be familiar with the basic streets? But I am obviously taking the right road, but I always inexplicably detour into the street I have just passed. Place, like..."
"It's like being trapped in a closed loop, constantly repeating what I just experienced." A sharp and harsh sound came from the front of the road.
"Yes..." The coachman was about to agree, but his voice suddenly stopped. A blond young man wearing a mask appeared in front of him at some point. Behind the young man, black fog filled the air, and a huge pillar with countless distorted faces faintly flashed past in the hazy fog.
Scarlet hands protruded from the black mist behind him one after another, and kept making a roar similar to that of a wild beast, full of unknown fear.
"Ouroboros once briefly descended into Salom in an incomplete state. I simply used the remnants of its divine power left here to create a small space closed loop. This is a very clumsy and interesting way. Trick." Adam explained the reason in an extremely harsh voice, with a faint smile in his words.
"So, you two, are you interested in playing a more interesting game with me?" The coachman had never seen such a terrifying scene before him. He screamed in panic, and then thought about whipping his horse and escaping from the place quickly.
But just as he was about to turn around on his horse, he found that his body was as stiff as a rock, and he couldn't move at all. No, to be more precise, his mind was constantly giving instructions to escape from here, but his body couldn't move at all. There was no reaction to this.
Adam looked at the carriage parked on the spot, still minding his own business and said:
"This world is constructed of basic rationality. What people see, hear, and feel is maintained by their own reason. Reason is complex, eternal, infinite, and intangible. Reason maintains people’s basic cognition and perception, and to a certain extent, it is more reliable than the heart and thoughts.”
"So? Do you want to experience a world emptied of reason? It is a brand new independent world. It is the reality closest to reality. It will be more wonderful than all the beautiful things." Adam laughed and snapped his fingers. The black mist behind him quickly spread to every corner of this closed space, and the beast-like roars began to become chaotic and weird. Sometimes it was like the noise when hundreds of thousands of people gathered, and sometimes it was like a classical musical. Full of rhythm and melody.
"Welcome! Come! The country that belongs to me! Hahahahahahahahahahaha!" Adam's voice gradually drowned out all the noise, and the weird laughter that was sharp and sometimes hoarse kept echoing in the black mist-filled space. It didn't stop for a long time.
