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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.
““
“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