170 – Light (2)
‘you…’
[I’m going to take my body back, so go inside and take a break.]
‘Yes…’
After Faust’s words, the positions of Faust and I are reversed. Obviously, despite feeling all five senses properly, I have become unable to move my body freely, but strangely, I do not feel any discomfort or pressure.
It’s so comfortable and your body moves freely, it’s like you’re in a dream.
…It’s a dream. Come to think of it, I haven’t had a dream since entering Faust’s body.
“Then… let’s have a calm conversation now.”
Faust, who has regained control of his body, is so used to controlling his body that he continues to speak.
It would have been natural since it was originally the body of the person, but it is quite surprising that it is not affected in any way by the light clusters and brilliance that enveloped the surroundings.
It doesn’t seem that much has changed since I was manipulating my body, but to think there’s such a difference… Umm, isn’t it really bad for real people?
[…?]
Upon hearing my, no, Faust’s words, the god of light tilted his head and did not hide his puzzlement.
It would be even more strange if I wasn’t surprised that I was not affected by this light that made everything sacred and holy, in an instant making the clusters of lights that gathered around me useless. Most of all, they were all dead, even just a moment ago.
[You… who are you? No, Faust is right…? The soul is exactly the same, and the cost of the contract is still maintained.]
Most of all, what is embarrassing about the deity of light is Faust, who behaves as if his ego has changed.
His attitude as if he was seeing him for the first time is enough to make the spirit of light, Noah, Stella, and everyone else slightly distracted.
One might think that he is making fun of himself, but since Faust’s attitude is so serious and there is no reason to do so, everyone is unable to solve the question and just falls into a swamp of doubt.
[…I see, I’m not sure what kind of expedient it was, but the guy from earlier wasn’t the real Faust.]
However, it took some time for the god of light, but he seemed to have barely noticed what had happened.
Shinwi of the light, looking down at me, no, at Faust, smiles viciously, as if he didn’t know you would use such an expedient, and takes a sneer’s stance.
[Have I been that afraid? The souls look the same, but that’s just a gimmick. Bring a poor soul from anywhere and receive penalties and disadvantages instead of yourself—-]
“You’re making a stupid guess. I’m right about the guy from earlier.”
[Do you talk nonsense because of your pride? My personality has changed so much, but how can it be the same… wait.]
However, such an attitude of ridicule disappears in an instant. Even after hearing Faust’s refutation, Shinwi of the light, which had been maintaining his posture for a while, suddenly changed his face color and was shocked.
Of course, neither do I.
The guy from a while ago, so I’m also Faust right?
I did not know that Faust himself would say such a thing. I’m just an ordinary person who accidentally came into Faust’s body for some reason…
[Separation of existence. Did you do such a thing and live a carefree life like that!?]
At that moment, as the spirit of light resonated everywhere, as if I had attained enlightenment, my thoughts could not be properly completed.
…what?
separation of existence?
what the heck is that
“…Your mind seems to be spinning in its own way. Well, if you’re a Shin Wi, you should act and think like a Shin Wi.”
Faust does not deny the astonishment of the god of light.
Rather, he slightly turned his head and affirmed his astonishment.
[The system will never allow the same being to split into two. In order to unite the separated beings again by any means, they would exert an irresistible force of gravity, but how could it be—]
“That’s why I sent him to another world where the system doesn’t apply. The guy from before was my innocent childhood. The time when I didn’t forget the ethics, morals, and innocence of a human who hadn’t been corrupted by demons.”
And Faust’s words were enough to make me astonished as well as the spirit of light.
Send it to another world…? My innocent days…?
What the hell… What nonsense.
“When I looked at my other memories, after I went to another world, I copied the history of this world as it was seen through time magic and even wrote a novel. No, they said it was a game, not a novel? I was very relieved to be sure that I was the same as I was in the past when I saw him create.”
[…why did you do that? If we divide our existence, our power will be weaker and useless at all, right?]
“Right, I lost my memory and lost my proficiency, so the other me couldn’t use magic very much. But that didn’t really matter. What can I do to get rid of this rotten world so that strange things like gods and systems can’t be installed? I’m not weak enough to be weak enough.”
Faust’s thoughts come to me too.
What Faust is thinking about is the earth he has lived on.
A world left unattended by God. Even if there are gods or not, as a result, a world in which the exercise of power by gods does not occur.
Faust wants such a world.
[Kuh… Kuek kuh… You know that such a grand dream is impossible…? Even more, now you can’t do anything against the system. look.]
However, contrary to Faust’s declaration, the surrounding landscape begins to move in the opposite direction.
The space where all the lights disappeared due to the appearance of Faust starts to be filled with light again, as if it had never happened, and the world of images loses its color and turns white.
And that’s not all.
The system, the system that governs this world, is aiming for Faust.
In order to forcibly fulfill the contract with Noah, all retreats are blocked and Faust is entangled from all sides.
“That’s why it’s even more valuable.”
[…what?]
“The system trying to control me, if you think about it backwards, it means you’ve gained access to the system that is the source of the world. In other words, this is possible.”
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Kwajik-!
Faust, whose actions are being controlled by the system, stretches out his hand and twists the air with a tight grip.
The twisted space starts to reflect everything like a mirror, and the reflected space creates an image of me, or Faust.
And… that statue of Faust…
“…What is this?”
grow.
Obviously, just a moment ago, she was locked in Faust’s body and unable to make any movements, but now it’s different. You can move your body as you please, as you always have.
Faust’s body became two, and each of Faust’s bodies that became two had an ego. The real Faust and I.
…Strictly speaking, they’re both really Faust, but anyway.
[You bastard… Are you crazy?]
“You’re saying something new. You can’t do this without going crazy.”
The Goddess of Light, who knew very well how dangerous Faust had done and how it was shattering the foundations of the world, seemed to have no energy left to be astonished.
“Everything ‘I’ did will be the same as what I did, so I am obligated to fulfill all contracts that ‘I’ have done in the future.”
[…a crazy thing.]
Faust declares thus to the deity and system of light.
A declaration that he will bear all the penalties I have committed so far.
And the declaration was surprisingly accepted with great ease. Since they were the same from the beginning, it seems that the logic itself is not wrong in the eyes of the system.
The obligation to fulfill all the contracts with Noah, the ownership of the divine person of light, is transferred from me to Faust.
“Then… come into me, Goddess of Light.”
[This… can’t be like this…!]
“Ownership of the divine power of light was acknowledged by the system, and you also acknowledged it. You… dwell in my body and become my strength.”
[Power, nonsense!! Somewhere in the world, there is an entity that absorbs the divine prestige in order to get rid of it—-…]
The words of the god of light do not continue to the end. The spirit of light, which continued to speak in the form of Noah, was absorbed into Faust’s body as if it were being sucked into a vacuum cleaner, and then completely disappeared without a trace.
Of course, it’s not really gone.
It’s just that the spirit of light dwells inside Faust’s body.
It’s too scary to imagine that a being with the power of light is forced into action by the system and begins to annihilate the creatures of the world.
“Hey, me. I have work to do.”
“…A thing to do?”
At that moment, Faust speaks to me.
While desperately suppressing the spirit of light that dwells within the body, at the same time resisting the system that forces it to act.
“Kill me.”
“…what?”
And the words that came out of Faust’s mouth were so shocking.
As if it had to be done that way, as if there was no other way to do it.
Faust chose to die, bearing all the evil and karma in the world.
As if this is the only way to create the world he wants, a world without the exercise of power and management by any system.