"How can it be···"
The Moon Dancer's voice was very strange. Rather than words, it was more like the sound of metal rubbing against stones. It stared fixedly at the white-haired girl who slowly walked out from the black and purple curtains in front of it, with only absolute astonishment in its eyes.
"Surprised, huh?"
Her bare feet were covered in black mist, as if she were walking in the void, and she slowly walked into the air. Looking down at the messenger of the God of Death, the Demon King's eyes were like blood moons devouring everything in front of him.
"Demon King..."
The Moon Dancer's strange body began to tremble, and its soul and the bones condensed by reincarnation frantically warned it, warning that the monstrous figure of the woman in front of it was irresistible. Its mouthparts slowly opened, and its voice became much deeper, "You...how could you be the devil...who are you..."
She didn't answer. Perhaps, to her, only the god behind the Moon Dancer was qualified to talk to her. She just glanced at the strange existence coldly, raised her hand and pointed at the Moon Dancer in front of her, shaking like chaff.
Hell-like gasps of terror accompanied by destructive energy instantly condensed on the girl's slender, jade-like fingertips. The next second, a crimson energy beam penetrated the entire underground castle. With the strong roar and the trembling of the earth, Moon Dance The victim's body was directly vaporized by the beam, leaving no trace.
In just an instant, as the messenger of the God of Death and possessing the power of reincarnation, the Deathly Calamity [Moon Dancer] completely dissipated.
At this time, everything was silent.
[I didn’t expect...it would be you]
The ethereal, illusory voice slowly sounded like an echo. The deathly river of Styx flows from the void, and the sickle and hat outlined by the soul slowly emerge in the chaotic colors. The face with only bones and soul fire bit the crack in the space in front of him, and the god holding a giant scythe stepped on the ghost fire of the dead and came to the world.
Katz, the God of Death.
"reason."
Her words were brief and at the same time she left nothing to chance.
[After four restarts, we didn’t realize that the variable turned out to be you. Strange, so strange. 】
Katz completely ignored her question. He looked at her, his skeletal face filled with curiosity and a hint of doubt, and whispered softly: [You are very similar to Torea, but you are not her. You have the burden of emotions, and you will disrupt your plans just for the sake of so-called emotions. If it were Torea, she wouldn't be so stupid. 】
In the overlapping of black mist and purple mist, a look of impatience emerged in the scarlet eyes. He raised his hand, and in an instant, an energy beam that tore apart the space struck Katz in front of him.
[Also, you are more powerful than her]
Stretch out your hand and slowly crush the energy beam in front of you. Rubbing his fingers, he felt the energy composition in the gaps between the bones with great interest. Katz's voice sounded like a call from the netherworld, [touching the rules of space, and even having the concept of dimensions]
Seeing that her attack had no effect this time, she put down her hand and repeated again: "Reason."
【reason? 】
The two soul fires in Katz's head flickered. He looked at her with a strange kindness in his voice, [Sometimes, reasons are meaningless]
"The so-called disaster is just your excuse, right?"
Staring at Katz in front of him, Silver Moonlight's long hair shone with a faint halo. She was floating in mid-air, with only pure ruthlessness and coldness on her beautiful face, "What on earth are you going to do?"
【save】
The moment she finished speaking, countless sharp bone spurs that grew crazily appeared under her feet. Facing these bone spurs that were stained with the aura of death and would fall into the netherworld once touched, she just leaned her body slightly and disappeared from the place.
Stretching out his hand, the power of disaster and natural disaster protected the bodies of the three people from Zhou Li. With her back to Katz, she didn't have any hesitation or fear, but asked in a voice without any fluctuation: "Who are you trying to save?"
"No, you shouldn't ask that."
Turning around, her eyes were gradually eroded by black mist. The black mist outlined Katz's silhouette, and the voice belonging to the Demon King slowly sounded, "I should ask if the people being saved need a tomb in the world."
【you···】
Katz's soul fire narrowed slightly, like an old man thinking. He looked at her in mid-air, and there was no way a god would feel inappropriate looking up at others, [Ah...]
[Only she knows what we are going to do]
Taking a step forward, Katz's figure dissolved into the world. Without any pause, the sharp point of the scythe stopped in front of the girl. Katz, who was in the shadow of death, looked at her with the scythe on her neck in the world, and said with sudden realization:
【You are indeed her】
[Demon King, Torea]
Futaba... No, the moment Torrea heard Katz's words, the fire of suffering condensed in the black mist instantly ignited Katz's body. The body that was originally supported by the scythe also fell apart and turned into a halo and disappeared among the ruins.
[I made the mistake of empiricism]
Looking at Torrea who opened the door to the void lurking outside the dimension and walked into the world, Katz said with a humble tone: [It should be said that it has been a long time since I met someone who can make me make mistakes. A living thing. Thank you for your guidance, it reminded me of the nature of our gods]
[A group of programs that should not produce emotions]
Katz bowed slightly, as if greeting Torea, and said to Torea in carefully worded words: [If my guess is correct, you are not alone when you arrive. In other words, you couldn't go to this world at first, right? 】
"Tell me why you want to kill me."
Instead of answering Katz's question, he asked the other person a question. Torea walked forward step by step, and the almost physical pressure made the stone pillars on the side tremble.
"Tell me what it will cost to save my world."
"Tell me what you are."
"Tell me, what exactly is the Beta Artificial Laboratory going to do!"
"Tell me, Futaba, how did you die!"
When she saw Eluma and Zhou Li dying in front of her, the girl who had been indifferent to death recalled everything.
Recall the world called Noah.
Torrea still remembered that after the android party, the orange-haired girl hugged her and talked about her imagination of the future with a smile. Futaba said that when everything is over, she wants to buy a piece of land in Aikli Canyon, plant her favorite sunflower, and build an exquisite small house. She said that there needs to be an extra bed in the house so that if Torea comes to see her in the future, she can stay overnight and watch the ice fireflies at night.
The next day, after training, Torea received the news of Futaba's death.
Torrea does not understand emotions, or in other words, as the first generation of artificial human beings, she was not programmed with emotions by her creator. She only remembered that she received the long report at that time, and the end of the report was [Artificial Human β0.2 Futaba died during the sandbox simulation test, due to a work-related injury]
She didn't cry or feel sad. Torea just silently left her and Futaba's dormitory and moved next door. She put the report under her pillow but never opened it again. Since the creation of Futaba consumed all the resources of the Beta Laboratory, the progress of artificial humans was once relatively slow. At this moment, Torrea, who was a retired model, handed a report to Kanbar, the head of the Android Laboratory at the time.
The content of the report is very simple. Torea applied to participate in the test of the sandbox plan in the name of Futaba.
Torrea didn't know why she did this. She obviously didn't need to participate in the simulation. She could be used as a training model to transform the next artificial humans, and she could live in a laboratory with a very high standard of living. However, she still chose to sign up.
Kanbar rejected her first application because Futaba, as an extremely advanced artificial human, has become infinitely closer to humans in both body and soul structure. As the most primitive artificial human, Torea did not have any precise runes, nor was she engraved with the core of eternal magic. Her energy supply system is even just a heart taken from a dead girl, nothing more.
However, the resources at that time were close to exhaustion, and it would take at least ten years to create a second Futaba. In the end, under pressure, Kambal had no choice but to pass Torrea's report. Finally, after a year of high-load training, Torea entered the first simulation experiment.
Torrea had no idea what she had been through, nor what had happened in her first sandbox simulation. Because according to the regulations, Torea must clear her memory after each restart. All she could see was the simulation report given to her by the magic core. But to everyone's excitement, Torea succeeded.
In the first simulation, the cause of death given to her by the magic core was [killed by advanced variables]. However, she did not die like Futaba. Later, Kambar came to the conclusion in his analysis.
The reason why Torea did not simulate death simultaneously with reality is because she has no emotions. Because Futaba's perception of emotions was too strong, at the moment of death, Futaba's soul returned to her body. The emotional resonance caused her body functions to directly decline, and even magic could not save her...
Really?
Torea broke the emotional barrier in her previous life, gained the emotions that belonged to Torea, and broke the memory barrier. She thought of Futaba's death and the conclusion that Kambal told her. It reminds me of the emotional Eluma's tenacious soul that has experienced restarts again and again but still does not die.
From this moment on, Torea began to question this conclusion. Because she could clearly sense that after gaining emotions, her body would not die due to death in the simulation. As a more advanced and powerful Futaba, it is impossible to die from the so-called emotional resonance.
"What on earth did you do?!"
At this moment, Torea felt extremely angry inside her, even though she had become a demon king and a being who was supposed to destroy the world. She couldn't suppress the burning anger in her heart.
Because she realized that whether it was the gods of the twelve quarters, the researchers of Noah's world, or Kanbar, whom she had always regarded as her father, they all kept the utmost concealment from herself and Zhou Li Eluma. . Obviously everyone is striving hard and giving everything for the goal, but all they get in exchange is betrayal and concealment.
At this moment, Torea felt that time had frozen instantly. Whether it was the crumbling castle, the collapsed ruins, the face not far away, or Katz who wanted to answer in front of her, everything was completely frozen in the long river of time.
"Futaba's death was doomed from the beginning."
Kanbar pushed open the door of the dimension and walked out slowly. Looking at the stunned girl in front of him, he shook his head and said calmly: "She voluntarily chose to die."
"Do you think I will still believe you?
Looking at her creator, the father of artificial humans, and the only supreme god in Noah's world in front of her, Torea said coldly: "You sealed my memory and changed my mind just to let me experience these false times. Line, let me see how you are complicit?"
"false?"
Raising his eyebrows, Kambal asked softly with a strange expression: "When did I tell you that these are false worlds?"
"?"
Torrea was stunned, and then she realized something. After her pupils dilated, she looked at Kanbar and opened her mouth, but no words came out.
"That's right."
Kanbar nodded, opened his arms, turned his back to the world, and said matter-of-factly: "This is reality."
"What you experience is the timeline of the real dimension."
"How can it be?!"
Torrea shook her head in disbelief and said in horror: "How is it possible? I'm not... No, you are lying to me. How can this be reality? I am the Demon King. How can there be two Demon King in the same world at the same time? I’m just a pretender, this is just a false dimension, you’re lying to me!”
"Until today, you were Futaba."
Looking at the girl in front of him, countless strange timelines appeared in Kanbar's eyes, and finally, he returned to one.
"Futaba was destined to die from the beginning. Because she did not exist for the so-called participation in the simulation. From the very beginning, the protagonist of the sandbox project was you. She is not a so-called advanced model, nor an artificial human. She is The sister of the owner of your heart is also suffering from a terminal illness and does not have much time left. Therefore, she accepted our plan and became Futaba in order to allow you to experience the past timeline."
"When you come to the first timeline and act in the name of Futaba, Futaba will die. She was born to allow two demon kings to appear on the same timeline at the same time. In other words, From the first restart, you have replaced Futaba and become Futaba and are active in this timeline that is already real. Therefore, there are not two demon kings at the same time, but one Futaba and one demon king. Torea."
Looking at the disbelieving girl in front of him, Kanbar gently shook his head and said calmly: "From the beginning to the end, Futaba was voluntary."
The finale is coming soon
(End of chapter)
