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  “--------Right, yes, I’m already used to it, what is it?”

  “That stone in your chest, where did you take it from, desu?”

  “Could you please stop saying it in a way that make it seems like I stole it?!”

  After shouting out just as if she couldn’t refrain from saying that, Steph showed

  the brooch seemingly to cherish it.

  “It’s something I received from my grandfather. It seems to be a family heirloom

  passed on by generation to generation in the Dora family.”

  “Let me see it, a little, desu.”

  “Ah, yes...its fine but, please don’t bre----“

  Towards Steph’s answer who was slowly passing it over, Izuna nodded deeply

  and accepted it. And then.

  ----*pluck*

  “Hi yaaaaaaaaaa the heirloom! The heirloommmmm!!”

  While supporting Steph who was collapsing while foaming after screaming, Sora

  let out with half eyes.

  “Look carefully she just removed the decorative part right...that aside, Izuna you

  too, what’s up so suddenly?”

  Looking on the back side hidden by the decoration, Izuna chuckled.

  Seeing that, Sora and Shiro peaked at Izuna’s hands but----

  “...? What’s this, letters?”

  “...It’s not, Immanity...Jibril...can you, read?”

  Towards Shiro, who called the name of someone who wasn’t there as matter of

  fact----

  “Yes~ yes yes❤ The one who pops out when called is me, Jibril. I wonder what

  business the Masters have with me who sure enough can read over seven

  hundred languages including its archaic version♪”

  “...Even though, you already know........? Izuna-tan, what’s, wrong...?”

  Izuna was giving a ferocious glare and let out a growling voice towards Jibril

  who suddenly appeared.

  “.........Thinking about it, isn’t it all more or less her fault, desu...!”

  Izuna kept glaring at Jibril while her fur stood up but, no one understood the

  meaning of those words.

  “I-I don’t know why are you snapping out but...Jibril, this, can you read it?”

  “----Now this is, some pretty old language right. It’s from before the Immanity

  language was unificated...erm~”

  And then even for Jibril, she let out a “probably” beforehand, and read it up.

  ----[Coron Dora]

  ----[Riku Dora]

  ----[ShuVi Dora]

  “...? Who is that. Steph, is that a relative or something of yours?”

  Being asked that, Steph proudly, talked with dignity.

  “Coron Dora...she was the Queen of Elkia’s Foundation. There was no one who

  ever saw her crying in her entire life, and she was always brimming with wisdom

  and smile----a talented woman who guided Immanity after the conclusion of the

  [Great War]...she’s the pride of the Dora family.”

  “----You-!! You are from the founding lineage!!? The Great War is from more than

  six thousand years ago right!!?”

  “...Steph...was, an incredible princess...?”

  “Could you please don’t say it in the past tense!!?”

  But----like that, Steph tilted her head and looked at the brooch.

  “How weird...those two are names which I don’t remember ever seeing them...?”

  “...By chance it's a name which I have heard but, that wasn’t an Immanity

  so...what a coincidence♪”

  More importantly, while saying that to Izuna who growled at Jibril’s remark----

  Sora asked a question.

  “Hey Izuna, how did you notice something hidden in the decoration that even

  Steph (the owner) didn’t knew about?”

  After Sora pointed that out, Shiro, Steph, and Jibril’s gazes concentrated on

  Izuna but----

  Izuna chuckled slightly, and without answering anything, carefully returned the

  decoration.

  If it was told to me alone, then there certainly should have some reason for that

  right.

  Her intuition as a Warbeast----no...Izuna’s intuition, said that.

  ---------.........

  ----Well then, and Sora once again looked around everyone’s faces.

  “Is everyone with your luggage? Shiro?”

  “...Ok...”

  “Jibril----erm, somehow your luggage is nowhere to be seen..."

  “It’s alright. I compressed the space into a pocket and put it inside❤ ”

  “What’s up with that four-dimension pocket...erm, how about Izuna?”

  “Hn, no problem, desu.”

  “Well for me the luggage is too big for some reason though...Steph?”

  “Eeh, yeah, I’m properly with mine. A big luggage...”

  “It’s a secret weapon so treat it carefully okay?----wait, hey where is Plum!”

  “Ye, yess...I'm here although it's unwil ingly...I’l come out after the sun hides.”

  “Alright, everyone’s gathered.”

  “Huh? Sora----you won’t wait for “those two”?”

  “We’l assemble on the local----well at the worst, its fine if they join up mid-way.

  Since it’s like that...”

  And then Sora and Shiro, looked around everyone showing up a fearless

  smile----

  “Then----shall we go?”

  ■ ■ ■ ■ ■

  --------.........

  Bellow a red moon, Sora talked while walking and bringing up everyone.

  “I always thought----ever since the time I heard about this world, the [Ten Oaths]

  and the .”

  Sixteen Races----and to all Races, a [Race Piece] was allocated to each one

  respectively.

  Gathering those means a challenging right to Tet (Sole God), and that is this

  world. This “game”.

  But doing that, a certain question is born.

  “...How, do you take...the race piece, from someone...that doesn’t make, a

  group...like, an Old Deus?”

  Shiro, who went by Sora’s side, took over Sora’s words.

  ----[Ten Oaths]'s Number Seven [Al matter for group conflicts, wil be decided by

  representatives with absolute authority.]

  Towards something that seemed to be obvious after saying, Steph staggered

  while walking behind.

  “That’s right, the Old Deus haven’t appointed an “Absolute Representative”. The

  [Piece of the Old Deus]----“can’t be taken”.”

  Behind Sora who said that, Izuna followed while looking like she hasn’t

  understood it wel yet.

  “With that, the Old Deus surely are thinking this right?”

  Sora raised his lips sarcastically and said.

  “This world that Tet constructed----is a[game which we (Old Deus) gather the

  pieces of the other races], I mean.”

  ----That’s right, it's the difference between PLAYER (the one who challenges),

  and PRAYER (the one who prays).

  The Old Deus thinks that they themselves are the PLAYER [Participants] and

  everything else is nothing but PRAYER [just pieces]----

  Having such beliefs, they reflexively stepped down from the heaven, that’s what

  Sora is imagining.

  After all, they are the guys who “eternally” warred in the past.

  And then they imagine that----by thinking of same thing, there should be races

  that will give up and join their side.

  “----But-how-ever”

  With a tone that seemed to mock the Gods with that image, Sora continued.

  “That’s a complete misplacement you see~ about this.”

  Walking at his side in perfect conditi
on bellow the moonlight, the Dhampir girl----

  correction, guy laughed.

  “Yess...because, from the start this story is, you know...?”

  That’s right, from the start this story----and Shiro who was walking holding hands

  with Sora laughed thinly.

  “...The piece of race...if you don’t need to, take it...then...it’s another, story...”

  And then Jibril smiled as if admirating Sora and Shiro’s----the Masters’ keen

  insight.

  “Yes, after all, if it’s about the Absolute Representative of the Old Deus----“

  And raising a flickering sound, everyone stood stil .

  “There isn’t really a need to let the Old Deus decide that, isn’t that so?”

  Narrowing his eyes----Sora said out, as if just confirming to the person in front of his eyes.

  “----“Something’s” Miko-san?

  Eastern Union Capital – Kannagiri----Shrine’s Inner Garden.

  In a bridge through the pound in the garden il uminated by the moonlight, the

  sound of a bell ringed from the one seated in the handrail.

  ----Eastern Union, Warbeast’s Absolute Representative.

  With two golden tails swinging----[Miko], laughed bewitchingly.

  ■ ■ ■ ■ ■

  ----Beyond the horizon. Returning to the throne of the Black King, Tet gazed at

  the land and said.

  Not exactly for someone to listen, while simply playing around with a deck of

  cards, he threw words at the void.

  “The world you know, in truth it’s a really simple thing...just like he felt.”

  ----Just like everyone surely must’ve thought, in their childhood.

  What is making it become confusing, what is making it become complicated,

  isn’t the world.

  It’s nothing else but the boring ones living in this world----that’s what Tet thinks.

  “Those guys who are ruining, this simple game (world) that I finally created----if

  it’s you guys then you can do it right?”

  Those guys who are making it become confusing. That’s right----the boring guys.

  Those guys who thinks they are Gods (grown-ups) and keep looking from above

  thinking that they know something.

  While letting out one sigh, Tet----as the Game Creator (Sole God).

  The ones (existence) that are misunderstanding the rules and ruining the Game

  Balance (the world itself).

  With a smile that was obviously including malice, he looked and murmured with

  eyes that were fil ed with child-like poison.

  “The first one that wil be dragged down, as expected it wil be “you” huh...it must be karma right☆ "

  Historically the third “Godslayer”----the one who break the Gods without kil ing

  them----

  Instantly, his eyes sparkled, and Tet who was swinging his legs said with a voice

  fil ed with heat.

  “If it’s you guys then----you can do it right. I’m expecting and believing ok so

  hurry up----“

  “Drag down those boring guys, and come on until here!!”

  ■ ■ ■ ■ ■

  “----Essence Materialization, Divine Mind Established----Divinity

  Configuration...”Minimum”.”

  With Miko as the center the wind swirled and the clouds were blown away.

  Inside the vortex of power that made even Jibril swallow her breath, Miko

  asked----lastly.

  “Sora, Shiro, and everyone----I’l entrust to you, my last hand so----“

  That’s why----

  “The dream I once saw----and then the “continuation” of the end of that

  dream----“

  Though obstructing that line----Sora continued on.

  “”It wasn’t an end” right----yeah I’l prove that to you. Relax and leave it “to us”.”

  As if being satisfied at that answer, [Miko] closed her eyes, and then----

  The atmosphere, the clouds, the earth creaked. The manifestation of concept

  fil ed in the world----and weaved words.

  [----Why have you summoned me, beings who have lifespan?]

  The “something which is not” Miko opened its eyes, and asked.

  Everyone was being pressured by that authority and coercion, that

  overwhelming sense of existence, but----

  “The guy who is already of good age and keeps living off at people and stars

  while being all bossy.”

  “...The other useless living being...besides us, who is, a hikikomori and NEET,

  virgin and has no friends.”

  Seemingly to consider the rampaging wind just a bother, Sora and Shiro

  announced----in other words.

  ““ Ranked, Number One----Old Deus, the an~cient Gods.””

  “Come----let’s just start the game already. To be straight----you guys (Old Deus)

  are a bother.”

 

  Document Outline

  Prologue Part 1

  Part 2

  Chapter 1 - 3-1=Hopeless Part 1

  Part 2

  Part 3

  Part 4

  Part 5

  Part 6

  Chapter 2 - 1×1=Aimless Part 1

  Part 2

  Part 3

  Part 4

  Part 5

  Part 6

  Part 7

  Part 8

  Part 9

  Part 10

  Part 11

  Part 12

  Part 13

  References

 

 

 


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