210. Identity
When he directly saw the image of the god Romuleus, whom Mule serves, in The Nightmare.
It was unholy to be called a god, and not cunning to be called a devil.
However, considering the intimidation and the power to devour even the nightmare war, the word witch beast was insufficient to describe it.
Eventually.
Something that is not a god, demon, or beast.
I wondered if it could be seen as something Cthulhu-like if I dared to use a word from the previous world to refer to it.
In a huge yet ferocious mouth, chaotic teeth, numerous tentacles, and an unknown appearance.
I thought that Mule was serving something strange and mysterious.
But is there another category of existence on this continent that I am completely unaware of?
I couldn’t help but ask that question.
Both in name and reality, Arya was a warrior who was destined to save the continent.
Playing her, she traveled to her many locations and uncovered her many secrets.
No matter how secretive they were, I didn’t think they would be unaware of such a gigantic monster.
Also.
The words that the Mule in The Nightmare War told me.
– We exist because of you, but we hate you.
Looking at the fact that they exist because the country exists. It means that something is disapproving of my actions.
Those who wish to send these regulars, such as Mule and Romuleus, and make Arya her hero again.
Funny.
The accident returns to its original place.
Isn’t it God after all?
“The god of this land is not so omnipotent.”
Mule’s eyes trembled at the thought of being insulted, but he didn’t interrupt me.
“Are you talking about knowing what the end of Arya’s fate is?”
You can never see a happy ending in the first playthrough. You can see the happy ending in the second episode only after seeing the end of destruction once.
The ending of the second episode could also be seen as a happy ending in name only.
Because of the sacrifice of the main character, Aria Rias, peace and security will come to the continent.
“I won’t let her carelessly put a burden on this child.”
She stretches out her hand and puts a barrier between Arya and Mule. It was an expression of my will.
“Professor… ….”
“After.”
Arya also said that she would not let go of me, and she tightly gripped the hem of the jacket I was wearing.
“Deius Verdi, as expected, you and I are incompatible.”
“… ….”
“In the end, it is a fight that will only end when one side dies.”
“Think about it yourself.”
I’m sorry, but I didn’t intend to agree with the statement that this side is fatefully intertwined with her crazy pseudo-science.
With or without a mule, I’ll take care of myself.
Rather than that, there was one question.
“When did you enter the dream show?”
“There is no reason to answer.”
Mule firmly refuses to answer. But even if I refused, I continued to ask questions.
“Learic said that I was the only human who escaped on my own from the Dream Wars.”
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-Congratulations, Deius Verdi. He is the only human who escaped the nightmare war on his own.
I wondered if the important part here would be ‘self-power’. Raeric would have thought he passed it naturally in his own way.
I wondered if it was necessary to include that word.
“Did you escape the nightmare?”
To my words, Mule replies with a laugh.
“Do you really want to get lost in the maze created by the great devil?”
He declared it as if it were quite obvious, but somehow he seemed to be misunderstanding something.
“Yes, but the image of your past remains in the nightmare war.”
A false image remains.
In the end, it means that the memory was stolen during the nightmare. But the man in front of him didn’t look like that.
“Don’t blame me for something you don’t realize.”
This meant that he had no intention of explaining how he escaped.
But it didn’t matter how he escaped. He wasn’t even curious.
I think.
Mule couldn’t escape.
“You know what?”
The ridicule flowed out.
The foolish being in front of me hadn’t noticed until now that I was following the path to his true identity through conversation.
“During Dreams, Mule used respectful words for me. The tone of voice was completely different.”
-Haha, everyone. It seems that he did so because he did not yet know the mercy of Romuleus. Please go to the restaurant and talk with me.
-Who would have realized the reason from the beginning? Come with me We will tell you more about him.
-Ah, I can’t help but know. Because you are the existence of love and hate to us.
Contrary to the way I looked when I first saw me, immediately aggressively shouting speculation and sarcastic.
Mule in the Nightmare War was rather focused on making me a believer of Romuleus.
“… ….”
“Now you can keep your mouth shut.”
Again.
As I expected, Mule couldn’t get out of the nightmare war.
However, the existence that knew the truth of the Nightmare War, to be precise, the monster who noticed the existence of the Nightmare War through the mule and went to devour it.
It’s different than Romuleus.
“The fanaticism acting was quite good. But he couldn’t let go of his pride.”
He asks, pointing at the lower half of his body, which is made of tentacles, not his legs.
“Did he take over the body, leaving Mule’s memories behind before the nightmare? Parasite.”
Mule after all.
No, Romuleus pours out his anger as if struggling to hide the truth.
“Only human subjects!”
The voice has changed.
The mule’s voice, which had been heard until just now, had turned into a monster’s voice with a distorted and grotesque resonance, as if hundreds of people were talking at the same time.
Thick, blue veins popping up on his face. The grotesquely distorted eyes looked like shards of broken glass.
“Go against our will! Stranger! Just get down on your knees and thank us! Our chosen girl, do her own mission!”
As Muleus truly reveals his presence, all my blue flames that have spread around him disappear.
With the raging gale, there was a sense that the world itself was oppressing us with hatred.
“Gyo, professor!”
Arya panicked and summoned Duatein, the great sword. I stopped her and held her tightly with one hand.
“Don’t be shaken.”
Even if Romuleus is really a god I don’t know. He was, after all, something to be fought for.
As I said earlier, in this world, God is not so omniscient and omnipotent.
“Have you come down to this earth?”
It was even more worthwhile if you were stepping on the land of the continent, not the place where they live.
I roar and shout as if my words were a part that Romuleus couldn’t just skip.
“Yes! On the topic of only strangers! Because of you crawling into the body of a broken man and ruining the flow of the continent!”
“… ….”
“Tear off your wings, throw off the light, lay down your greatness, and fall to this earth.”
So in a word.
“It must be a fallen god.”
Has the name of god been thrown away, and has it become so ugly?
Now I understand a little bit.
It’s not enough to be called a god, but it’s grotesque to be called a devil, and great to be called a beast.
To turn the flow of this continent back to normal, which has been twisted because of me.
To be precise, to make Arya Rias a hero once again.
God himself came down to this earth.
“Do not forget that this is also our mercy. For you and for the salvation of the continent, God himself came as an apostle.”
“… ….”
“Are you going to save this land in place of Arya Rias? I’m sorry, but we don’t allow that to you, a stranger.”
“I have no intention of asking permission.”
Now I’ve heard all the stories I’ve heard.
I knew that the identity of Romuleus was a fallen god, and I also confirmed what he was doing this for.
“Stop it.”
Aria grabs the Duatene she was clumsily holding. After putting the mana inside, Duatein floated in the air and rushed at Romuleus.
Quad Deuk!
Duatein embedded in the head precisely.
It was a guy who gradually turned to dust due to shock, but he still does not reap his eyes glaring at us.
“Are you going to abandon the continent, Aria Rias? Everyone’s life rests on your shoulders.”
Thump!
With those words, Romuleus disappeared as black dust and Duatein stuck on the floor.
I slowly walked to where he was and pulled out Duatein. As he ate the soul of Dante’s black magician, Duatein’s sword blade, which was glowing black, was twisted finely.
“Professor.”
Aria cautiously approaches with a frightened expression.
For a 17-year-old girl to accept that one of the gods had come down to the continent to bring her back to her original destiny was a shocking event.
No matter how many times she is in the second round, she has an impeccable mental strength, and she can’t deal with everything calmly.
“Gwa, is it okay?”
The eyes of a 17-year-old girl are shaking.
A girl who has now decided to lay down all her burdens and live her normal life is terrified of her fate being forced upon her.
“You don’t have to worry.”
Arya said she wasn’t terrified because she had to fight herself as her champion again.
I am afraid that others will be harmed by my choices. Wouldn’t the continent perish again, as we’ve already seen?
I was worried about those things.
“There is no reason for you to fight as a hero.”
If it was a game, I would have thought so. After all, Arya was a created being, and the reason she exists is to advance the story of the game.
But not anymore.
This is not a game, it is reality.
Aria The reason why rias exist.
It is not to follow the flow of the set story, to save the continent, and to be sacrificed in the end.
Like everyone else.
To be happy.
That’s why she trembled, hugged her carefully and whispered.
“I am.”