There was a wizard.
A man who dreamed of time travel.
When he finally reached a level that no one else had reached, a single fact caught him.
Is it a debt of the heart?
Although he had no regrets in the world, he could not pretend to be completely ignorant of the good wishes he had made in this world. It is true that the study of magic eats up a lot of money, and it is true that the empire has provided him with enormous support.
So he decided to leave behind a gift.
It was none other than the clock tower.
A gift from a great wizard who leaves an era full of flavor. At first, the reaction of ‘only?’ was dominant. Isn’t it too shabby for the legacy of the archmage to ascend?
However, now that the years have passed, it is considered the most appropriate gift.
On the battlefield where countless strategies unfold, the importance of time goes without saying. It was this ubiquitous clock tower that enabled the staff to carry out sophisticated operational actions on the dangerous plains of Frantimo.
If you can change ‘Come to Chaville Hill at sunrise’ to ‘Come to Chaville Hill by 07:10’, the concept of the operation will be wrong. Under a more sophisticated strategy, the Empire’s soldiers pushed the monster deep into the plains… .
***
“Really… .”
Adrin was displaying superhuman patience. She was the one who had been stabbing herself for a long time in the subspace of the clock tower. The fact that she was reading books in the academy’s library could not be explained in any other way than patience.
In my heart, I wanted to call John over and talk all night. However, John’s condition was not normal no matter how well he tried to look at it.
After filtering out the life force from a human, such a human may remain. After a battle, rather than just tired, I felt like I was decrepit.
Perhaps this is because of John’s unique tactics.
Hoan, who was watching her, said.
“Miss, how about just taking a break today?”
“I’m fine.”
“Except you’ve been looking at the same page for 10 minutes.”
At Joan’s point, Adrine laughed.
She had to admit that her condition wasn’t too good either.
vision is blurry.
She closed the book she was reading. It was a book with a simple title, ‘Ong’s Biography’, and, as the title suggests, it was a book that summarized the achievements left by the Wizard of Time.
“At least, I don’t think John lied. There wasn’t even a story like a devil’s egg here.”
Hoan thought for a moment and said.
“If what he said was true, it wouldn’t have been something to brag about even as Ong.”
“Wouldn’t that mean the meaning of the seal would have disappeared?”
“yes.”
“Such things… How did John know? The same goes for the starter of the clock tower.”
Hoan looked at the title of the book for a moment and said.
“Certainly, he is a suspicious figure.”
***
It was a time that Arien had never faced before in her life.
In a room alone, doing nothing. wasting time in a daze.
“Arien, it’s me.”
and be surprised Not about the knock and John’s voice breaking the silence, but about himself. for being happy with him
When I was in the circus troupe, the voice calling me was always followed by a command or a scolding. However, John only calls his name with the meaning of ‘don’t be surprised because you don’t have to hide’.
I became convinced when I saw myself thrilled by the sound of unlocking the door with a key.
I think I like that knight.
And seeing the face of John who came in later, my heart ached.
“main… Aren’t you John?”
He came in with a credible gait, even if he was a patient. Johann, who threw himself onto the bed without saying goodbye, trembled.
“What is it, are you okay?”
“… it’s okay.”
“no… , are you hurt? Aren’t you sick?”
“no.”
As usual, Johann tucked Mulcan’s sword under the bed sheet. Then he fell again. It was impossible to even sit on the bed because I was dizzy, and the option of falling asleep was too enchanting.
But he didn’t forget what he had to say.
“Perhaps sometime today, a man will come. You can follow him.”
Somehow it sounded like a will. Arien, who thought the words would continue, was surprised to hear that the next sound was snoring.
***
I no longer felt dizzy. I could clearly sense that this was a dream. At the same time, I knew what this gloomy and dreamy background meant.
Another reason I was in a hurry to capture the clock tower.
aptitude has been awakened.
Each character has a different way of awakening, but John’s awakening always appears through this lucid dream.
Originally, an awakening that would take half a year no matter how hurried it was.
In fact, awakening through the clock tower is more like a cheat key.
On the dreamy background, countless people created by John appeared.
From the game characters Adrinne, Hoan, Evangeles, Ida, Bastia, Sabaki, and Kirov, to the general Mulcan, the archmage Ong, and Obelon, the king of the fairies, who only exist in the set.
If you see system messages like in the original game, these letters will appear.
[The aptitude, ‘replication’ has been awakened.]
[Choose a character to apply the ‘replica’ unique skill, ‘another original’.]
I looked at countless characters before making a choice. for careful selection.
Adrine and I first meet eyes.
Those graceful eyes suggest her role in the true ending route.
An empire that is losing its power and crumbling.
A woman who should be the beginning of that resurrection.
I can take her place through my aptitude, [Duplicate]. In place of the ruined imperial family, it might be possible to establish an Espertz imperial family in this empire.
But it can’t be.
Then you can’t go to the true ending.
The ending of ‘The Savior from Another World’ is divided into what the main character ultimately pursues. The 100 or so endings are composed of emotional themes that humans would have had at least once, such as power, love, friendship, honor, and ideals.
And they are all ‘belonging’ to this world. The true ending route can be entered only when the goal is to ‘not belong’ to this world, that is, to ‘return’.
Only when the main character is determined to return to the original world.
In pursuit of such a true ending, [replication] is a somewhat ambiguous characteristic from the beginning.
Of course, it can provide a lot of convenience at the beginning of the game. By copying the abilities of other characters.
However, in the mid-to-late game, when the level of difficulty is really high, the advantages are often overshadowed by its inherent limitations.
The reason is that what is copied through [replication] is deteriorated compared to the original.
And skills that have already reached the ultimate cannot be duplicated at all.
Sabaki’s [Ghost Sword] cannot be fully reproduced, nor can Bastia’s [Weapon Break] be replicated.
That’s why I planned a reward during development. That is this [another original].
If cloning reaches the ultimate, almost perfect copying is possible for just one character.
That’s what happens in this lucid dream. It’s about choosing just one person to make complete [replication] possible.
And the answer may have already been culled.
I alternated between Bastia and Sabaki several times.
These two were designed with the concepts of ‘the strongest of the present’ and ‘the strongest of the future’, respectively. Bastia, a muscular giant, and Sabaki, a thin and short stature, make a good contrast externally.
If I were a game user, I would have chosen one of these two without hesitation.
Choosing one of them is an option that can change the face of battle.
However, the feeling of something holding me back made me hesitate to make that choice.
Let’s review what happened here. And ask yourself
Am I now in a difficult situation due to my lack of combat power?
I shook my head.
When I first entered this world, I couldn’t remember the true ending of ‘Savior from Another World’. Because I never thought of going back to the original world.
So I tried to die while looking at Miri’s writing instead of that clear choice.
I didn’t even think that I would kill the [problem child of the academy] while obtaining Mulcan’s sword. This is something that could not have happened in the original scenario.
It happened because I was wasting time reading Miri’s writing.
I didn’t even expect that Sabaki would be framed for murder. Even though I was the only character to be left out of the roll call on the first day except for me.
And even more, I didn’t expect that Sabaki would be ruined by the warden, Kirov. Even Kirov is definitely a character I designed.
Even though it was written directly in the setting book, ‘All the sinners who passed through her become idiots.’
“That’s funny.”
I looked at Sabaki and said.
“I am being swayed by the world I have created.”
Upon admitting that fact, the shapes of all the standing characters began to shake. Sabaki was the first to shake, followed by the characters next to it like dominoes.
The characters I created were swaying like waves. And I knew the meaning of these vibrations in my unconscious.
It was a realization. It is not possible to solve all situations simply by reproducing the strong.
Haven’t you already experienced
Like a typhoon that started with the flapping of a butterfly’s wings, the variables I created from the beginning of the game will continue to cause successive problems.
The abilities required to solve that problem will be different for each one, and I will have to [replicate] the abilities of the character that suits the situation each time.
However, [Another Original] can only target one person.
therefore-
“Neither Sabaki nor Bastia is the answer.”
When I think about it, I think of a boy.
A boy only known to me in this world.
And the boy I know best in all ages and universes.
A silhouette of the boy appeared among the swaying characters.
He was a boy who stood out in coding from an early age. You must have loved this game, ‘Savior from Another World’ more than anyone else.
Although he killed himself in frustration at his first failure, it would be harsh to judge the boy based on that alone.
He was a boy with dreams and passions. When I was in middle school, I was already able to freely use codes that college students or majors could understand.
I walked towards the boy. The boy, whose expression seemed to be horny, looked up at me.
Before meeting Miri, the person I must first forgive.
I mustered up the courage to speak.
“Sorry for forgetting you.”
The boy didn’t smile. As if I had done something bad to him.
“No, sorry for forgetting me.”
What Miri said was right. Like the lyrics of the song she wrote, I should have known then that nothing had changed.
“I’m sorry for forgetting my goals, for forgetting my dreams. It wasn’t just about being successful… What about the first failure… I’m sorry for abandoning me, forgetting that I love my job. I’m sorry I didn’t know I’d regret this… .”
I stopped talking like a waterfall and shut my mouth.
It’s because the boy made a ‘tsutsu’ sound and laughed.
It was something I couldn’t hate.
I hugged him quietly.
and said
A choice you won’t regret.
The name of the “god” who must be mastering this world.
“I will choose Jeong Yo-han.”
From here on, it’s uncharted territory.
[System message] started to be heard for the first time.
[You chose ‘Jung Yo-han’ as the subject of ‘another original’.]
Before long, I was startled. It was because the status window that I had only seen on the game screen appeared in front of me.
[Name: John Jeong]
[Class: Developer]
[Class level: demi-god]
[Class overview: As one person involved in the creation of this world, you can read or modify things that are destined.]
[Special Skill: Secret Code]
It is better than I expected.
LETS FUCKING GO!!!!