Chapter 142

I repeated Gramiel’s words in my mind.

‘… Eat?’

She delivered her voice to that world with great pleasure. The voice of an unknown alien species continued through the medium, the Dragon Emperor.

“The Song of Chaos, the Truth-Seeker from that great race is also scared in the end. They’re monsters whose information has been erased from Akashic Records, so most mortals don’t even know the species’ name. It’s scary even for a Truth-Seeker born of such a race to stand at the crossroads of choice. That’s why it’s doing the trick!”

Gramiel giggled.

“Monsters that understand everything in the galaxy jumped over dimensions without Channels. They play with the universe’s mass like toys; they sealed and instrument the Truth-Seeker of their world and managed the world directly. They’re the historical reasons for Truth-Seekers to control information to mortals. It’s a Truth-Seeker born of such a terrifying creature! Even one of those monsters doesn’t want to gamble on its existence in the end, right?”

I paid attention to the implications of her words. I then asked quickly.

“Gamble? I heard that Truth-Seekers are not interested in the lives of mortals anyway, then isn’t it over if you just eat it?”

It might’ve cherished the dimension it raised. However, it might not be said for the mortals who lived in their world. The object that the expression referred to was probably the world itself.

“It’s over if you just eat it… Hahaha. Yeah, my current self also thinks so. I’m sure that the Song of Chaos feels the same way right now. If it’s a choice to eat or not, we’ll definitely choose to eat it. We’re going to choose evolution, but… will this change in the future?”

There was a deep feeling in its voice.

“If you look at many failed cases, the answer is clear. When that moment comes, Truth-Seekers will suffer from a crack in their will. Isn’t it funny? I mean, we’re struggling in the agony of existence for eternity, in the prison of thought, and then finally reaching the eternal gateway…”

She continued.

“In the end, it wants to avoid the danger of ‘wrong’ decisions its future will make, so it’s looking for a way not to stand at the crossroads. It’s afraid it will be shaken by any chance.”

“… Be shaken?”

Gramiel hummed as if singing a song.

“The world is the body of the divine, and the Truth-Seeker is the spirit of the divine.”

=What?!=

That time, the Dragon Emperor, who was still listening to the conversation, interrupted with mental waves.

“… Khihihi! A Truth-Seeker who is well-qualified enough to become the soul of a God must eat the world it has grown up and make it a body, but the problem is that the world has grown for so long.”

Unlike the Dragon Emperor’s confused mental wave, the dark gray eyes he exchanged with the existence of a different world gleamed.

“As the dimension evolves, it has a will. In other words, the world that has evolved to the final stage is said to have had an ego for a long time by the moment of choice.”

“What?!”

=Is that true?!=

The Dragon Emperor’s mental wave was filled with a lot of confusion as if it were also the first time he heard it.

“The dimension with ego has been together for a long time as a friend of a Truth-Seeker who spends a lonely time. To the Truth-Seekers, the world is already like its child. A world that they did not create themselves, but was raised by endless blood transfusions after suffering for a long time when counting by numbers was meaningless.”

I suppressed my groan and tried to speak in a calm tone as much I could.

“… I haven’t heard of it.”

It was a completely new concept that the world had an ego.

“And at the last moment, at the last crossroads to acquire the divinity and take a leap, the moment God tries to bite and devour the world he has cultivated, the world is said to whisper to the Truth-Seeker. They say that even though the person who created them is not the Truth-Seeker. Father or Mother, please save me. Don’t eat me. Don’t kill me. Fuhuhuhuhu. Fuhuhuhu!”

A voice like the sound of the dry wind echoed in the space.

“Then what to do in this situation? The Truth-Seeker who has met the last choice has already become so high-kevel that the existence is likely to collapse unless he evolves into the next stage, namely, a God. You can’t stay still in that state, right?”

“… If you don’t evolve, your existence will collapse?”

“Yeah! That makes sense. Child, that’s why you’re unique. How can you maintain your existence with such a high level, without evolving, and without crossing walls? The Song of Chaos is observing you to find out why.”

I asked myself.

‘… Why? Why only me?’

“The right choice is, of course, overcoming inner conflicts and eating the world to evolve. Now then, what should Truth-Seekers do if they choose not to eat here?”

“Do they wait for their existence to collapse? Will they disappear without becoming a god?”

However, Gramiel’s answer wasn’t what I expected.

“They have to take the risk of becoming a god in the absence of a prepared body, and the results were mostly not good. Of course, there are few successful cases. Do you know a god named ‘the Edacious World’? There are traces of it among the many kinds of sweet smells that you have.”

The Edacious World, Kylgeniapros.

I used the spell it gave to call the God to Earth, and as a result, the entire Hun-neung base was torn apart and eaten.

“Do you know why the Edacious World takes the caster’s body tissue in return when it gives a spell to mortals? The poor God couldn’t eat the world it had raised, after all, and it went crazy because it couldn’t overcome the pain while evolving into a God without a divine body. It’s said that it was the moment when the first fanaticism was born.”

A crazy God that was born for the first time since the beginning of the universe.

It was only then that I understood, at least a little, the meaning of Kylgeniapros’ numerous characteristics that distinguished it from other Gods and the irrational and contradictory myths that couldn’t be explained properly, and no matter how much Parvache’s help was, I got an answer as to how the barriers created by mortals limited the scope of God’s perception and deceived him.

The God… it was crazy.

“Think again about the price of that spell. Taking a piece of mortal body is a kind of meaningless self-comfort created by God’s madness.”

As I listened to her, I remembered the bloody radiance that covered the skies of the Hun-neung and the shady and unruly will that was mixed in it.

“After going crazy, it became obsessed with the madness and obsession with the body. It belatedly built up a body like a god by randomly eating and devouring the world it was summoned at. Of course, because it wasn’t a proper way, its existence itself a dimension.”

She giggled and continued.

“What’s important now is what I’m going to suggest. Again, I’m trying to be the Truth-Seeker of your world. I need your help to do that. Anyway, the moment the Earth faces the last crossroads and the last choice will be a distant future that you cannot recognize with your concept of time. You don’t have to worry about that.”

“I have already declined it.”

“Come on, listen to me more. How long are you going to leave your dimension in that shape? One of the Truth-Seekers’ roles is to protect the world by creating a dimensional barrier. Your world seems to endure somehow so far because of the unusually high level of civilization, but if it stays like this, the Channels will only increase. From your standpoint, you have to use your hand quickly.”

Logically, it made sense until I decided whether it was in line with my interests.

“Your world needs a Truth-Seeker. A world without Truth-Seeker will not be able to evolve to a higher level, and if it remains, you may have to prepare for the destruction of your race. Remember, as soon as I become the Truth-Seeker of your world. You will be saved. The Truth-Seeker is a kind of guardian and savior to the world.”

“… And you will be the destroyer of the dimension. At some point in the distant future.”

The savior and the destroyer of a dimension.

“That’s not something you’re worried about right now.”

Earth in the very distant future, that whole dimension would be eaten by a Truth-Seeker. Wasn’t it something I was worried about?

According to that logic, I would protest like that.

“Even if I leave it like this, the Earth won’t be ruined any time soon. It will last a few hundred years with or without the souls. It’s a problem that cannot be predicted right now, even when it comes to human existence. Why should I take the risk of entrusting my body to you and make you the Truth-Seeker of the Earth?”

Moreover, there was a problem that Gramiel had not mentioned so far.

“Are other Truth-Seekers working with you? Seeing the Song of Chaos’s reaction, I don’t think so.”

“Yes, of course, they will try to stop me. Many Truth-Seekers are benefiting from the Earth right now, but don’t worry, once I block the Channels, the way they can intervene on Earth is very limited.”

I got a rough idea of ​​what the word limited meant. I could tell quickly from the facts that Gramiel had no choice but to use that cumbersome method to communicate with me in that dimension.

“I’ll ask you again. Why do you really need me? If you want to take over the Earth, you can do whatever you want. I don’t know how. Don’t mind me.”

“The Truth-Seeker who originally had jurisdiction over the Earth. It is you who have the deepest trace of him. To know his intentions, first of all, I need you…”

“Ah, wait a second.”

At that moment, an idea came to mind as if a light bulb was lit in my head. I quickly reviewed it, then immediately spoke.

“You need information about the Dragon, the Truth-Seeker who originally ruled the Earth, right?

“Yes.”

“I have no idea why he planted a Seed on me. There is no contact as far as I can remember.”

“Then?”

“However, there are some people on Earth that have been in contact with the Dragon for a long enough time. I think it’s more like an authorized family. They know a lot more information than I do.”

“… Hmm?”

I put a smile on my lips.

“I often get misunderstood, but I’m not actually the ascetic of the Truth-Seeker. I know very little about him who’s already dead, but there are people on Earth who know about him so well. They’re the real ascetics of the Dragon. If you catch them and dig for information, wouldn’t you be able to find out why the Dragon who ruled the Earth died and what kind of plans were being made through me?”

Information that neither Alice nor Hessler knew, the reason why the Dragon died…

However, among other executives? In particular, wouldn’t that be the helper who received the authority contract and become the executives’ centerpiece?

I was conscious of Maru. I didn’t know if that conversation was being conveyed to the Song of Chaos or only transmitted after the Channel opened as it was then.

It was said that Gramiel couldn’t get out of that dimension for a while since the Song of Chaos beat her. How much utility could that Truth-Seeker in such a state give me?

In many ways, the most important thing wasn’t to offend the Song of Chaos. Even for that risk, it was necessary to adjust the level of conversation appropriately.

Gramiel’s conversation with me continued for some time after that.

***

“Huoooooooo…Huaaaaaaaaa!”

Hwang Soo-rim frowned. The alien in front of her was kneeling and burst into cries.

Looking up close, it was surprisingly human-like. However, according to Parvache, they weren’t classified as human-type creatures.

“Huoooooooo! Huaaaaaaaaa!”

He was crying as he had lost half of his mind. In front of it, an elephant-sized giant animal fell with its body lying on its side. Although it was still breathing, it flinched several times as if it didn’t have enough strength in its body.

In front of it was an alien who continued to cry until his throat became sore, raised his head, and he looked up at Hwang Soo-rim and shouted.

“$!#@$#@@!”

Of course, she couldn’t understand the language at all.

Hwang Soo-rim stared at Parvache.

One of the consciousness fragments that dwelled in a robot toy, as it lost its body after the end of her world, gave her the answer.

[Please save the Flower Bud. I beg you…]

“… Flower bud?”

[I think it’s Tobogai’s name.]

Tobogai, who was chased by the Red Hiel and the alien on its back, ran to the place where Hwang Soo-rim and others were. While running away, Hwang Soo-rim, who witnessed Tobogai being stabbed by Hiel several more times and injected with semen, eventually kicked out the male Red Hiel with her magic at Parvache’s instructions.

Thanks to it, the blue-haired alien and Tobogai managed to save their lives, but the giant creature with a snail-shaped head shook its legs after that and eventually fell to the ground. Since then, it had stretched out to the ground, gasping for breath until that time, and next to it, the blue-haired alien was crying with his head down as if the world had died.

-Khiiiiiiiing!

As if responding to the owner’s sorrow, Tobogai, which had been lying with its head on the ground, raised its head hard and made a long cry. The alien didn’t know what to do. His face turned red, and he burst into tears seeing the scene.

[… Let me talk a little more.]

Parvache tried to talk with the alien for a while, using its will.

“Ramuming… right? The blue-haired creature.”

[Yes.]

“Are you not aware of the ecology of Red Hiel? If you leave it like this, the female will smell the semen and go crazy. Don’t you know that Tobogai needs to be burned quickly?”

[Yes, I’m aware of it. Nevertheless, I’m begging for its life. Seeing the magic that you created earlier, I think you’re incredibly great.]

Tobogai stretched out its long antennae, similar to a snail’s eyes. Ramuming stroked it and continued with a tearful voice.

“@@#$#@%!”

Parvache interpreted it.

[Oh, Great beings, please… Save Flower Bud with your strength.]

Hwang Soo-rim touched her forehead. Oh, it was a headache.

“Is there any way?”

Parvache hesitated and answered.

[… Who knows when he will come back? As it is now, it’s impossible.]

It was clear that the person it referred to was Eraser.

“You’re saying it’s dangerous if we wait like that. The female will come after it, right?”

[Yes, I’m afraid it’s too much for you two to deal with.]

Parvache looked at the Hwang Soo-rim and Garam in turn. She thought. ‘Come to think of it, that guy named Garam didn’t help much even when just chasing the Hiel. There might be nothing he had.’

“We have to persuade him. Please deliver my message. Ah… right. Could you ask his name first?”

The alien with the faces of boys was now holding onto the Hwang Soo-rim’s pants. Ramuming, who received Parvache’s will, cried and answered, and Hwang Soo-rim, who encountered the mental wave interpreted by Parvache, was confused.

[My identification number is 15-23492…]