229 – Recovery (2)
[Access, approval.]
Surprisingly, the connection to the system was completed very quickly and easily. I just went and sat down on the chair I pointed to, and the system’s voice rang in my head.
The feeling is the same as when I was left alone in Kael right after killing Seraphia.
Each of my cells is accepting and feeling unknown sensations that I do not know, but I do not feel any of these things, such as mystery, which is a positive sensation toward the unknown, or fear, which is a negative sensation toward the unknown.
There is literally only pure unknown.
Obviously, the scenery that only showed the peaks of the snowy mountains just a moment ago was suddenly transformed into a space of all kinds of rainbow colors.
What is this? I don’t know how to react. Should we say that it is a system that can control the world as it pleases?
[Object, Faust.]
In the past, the system tried to eliminate my existence or modify my existence to its own liking, but now it shows no signs of doing so. They just obediently interact with me.
The reason why the system’s attitude changed so suddenly… Is it because the spirit of light simply disappeared?
Well, the reason the system was hostile to me was to make me possess the divine status of light, but now that the divine status of light has disappeared, there will be no reason to be hostile to me anymore. Not to mention the fact that I was the one who destroyed the deity of light.
“…I want to restore a specific missing part.”
[Recovery of items that have naturally ceased to exist is impossible.]
“No, it did not cease to exist naturally. Due to interference in the system, the existence of the entity called Faust was unnaturally missing. Restore it.”
[Approved, searching.]
As soon as I finished speaking, the space that had shimmered in rainbow colors suddenly became neatly arranged in the order of the colors.
The numerous colors drawn in a straight line seem to show that the system is currently working.
[Identification of problems and issues.]
“…?”
But what on earth does this mean?
The problem would be to restore myself, but the problem is… Hmm, what problems could arise if I restore myself?
Hey, another me. Well, I said there wouldn’t be any problems.
[I guess I thought wrong, sorry.]
Wow, apples are very fast.
Well… I guess I really hadn’t thought about it, but I can’t help it. There’s no enemy you can’t defeat with half your strength anyway, so if there’s a big problem, it’s better to just give up your strength.
“What is the problem of the problem?”
[If Faust, who was physically split in two by the system, is restored, the existence of all other Fausts except the original Faust will be completely erased across all time axes.]
“…Who is the original Faust?”
[Faust-1 is currently connected to the system and manipulating it.]
“Are you saying I am the original?”
[Check the original, error rate 0%.]
However, unexpectedly, the problem that the system presented was not that big of a deal, but it was also difficult.
And it is very persuasive.
…Well, it would be right to make the division something that never happened in the first place, so of course the Faust that came out of the division would disappear.
But why on earth am I considered the original Faust?
The original Faust is Faust who became the devil, and I am Faust who was a person before he became the devil.
[The answer to that is simple. ‘I’ hated myself so much for becoming a devil.]
At that moment when I was troubled by a question, another thought of mine in the world of images solves my question.
[So, when the ‘original me’ divided myself into demons and humans in order to destroy the system and divine authority, I designated you, who was divided into humans, as the central axis that maintained the existence of Faust. In order to prevent the two of us from uniting again due to the reaction, I sent you, who had split into humans, to another dimension, Earth.]
“…Anyway, are you saying you are not the original?”
[It’s a pity… But that’s how it happens. I think I’m the original.]
That’s right… I can’t say anything.
To be honest, what good is the original Faust? If you think you are real, you are real. Strictly speaking, you are just a stranger, but would you give your life for that other person?
[Anyway, I am just a dead thought. Even if its existence is completely erased, it doesn’t really matter.]
“…Well, wouldn’t it be possible to revive it if we use the system? Are you really okay with that?”
[Don’t think lightly of me when I was human. There is no opponent that can’t be defeated with half the strength, but the system cannot be destroyed.]
I gave up my power and tried to think of a way to revive another me, but what came back was another me, no, it was just the ranting of me, the devil.
[The current situation is abnormal to begin with. We need to get things back to normal, so quickly give the system a recovery command. I already told you how to destroy the system, so I have no reason to exist anymore.]
“…Yes, I understand if you say so. Restore Faust, who was split in two by the power of the system and the system, into one.”
[Order approved, work in progress.]
When I commanded the system to make the split between us something that never happened, the system immediately resumed work as if it had been waiting for my command.
Numerous colors that were aligned in a straight line are once again scattered here and there, creating and unraveling strange shapes.
…Is this the end?
“Hello, another me. Thank you so much. Now that I have my strength back, I will continue to be grateful.”
[You express your gratitude by taking something for granted. Well, if you’re so thankful, could you grant one of my wishes?]
“It’s a wish… Don’t you hate making wishes to the devil?”
[The last one would be okay. In the first place, you are a devil on the outside, but you are also a human on the inside.]
As time passes, I feel strength returning to my body, and in contrast, I feel my presence rapidly fading away.
Work progresses so quickly. Probably, if a few seconds pass, my other thoughts will be completely erased from existence, and although the thoughts are very aware of that fact, they are very calm.
[Live well. I am the pure me when I was human. I couldn’t be happy, but I really want you to be happy.]
And the thoughts that act so calmly are completely erased from existence with just that one word.
At the same time, half of the strength I had lost returned to its original state, but I could not care less about that strength now.
…What do you mean by not making a wish for yourself?
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‘Hmm… When will dad come?’
Lucia rests her chin in contemplation. Since it is Lucia’s turn tonight, it will be quite difficult if Faust does not come.
Of course, thanks to everyone’s prior agreement, if Faust did not come and we could not work at night, we agreed to postpone everyone’s turn by a day, so even if Faust does not come today, it doesn’t matter if we do it tomorrow.
But no matter how bad it is, she can’t help feeling upset, so Lucia prays that Faust will come today.
“I’ve been there.”
“Daddy!!”
And when Faust enters the house, Lucia, who was anxious, changes her face color as if it had never happened before, and she welcomes Faust with great joy.
She was completely unaware that she was calling Faust father.
Lucia has made every effort to call Faust honey and will continue to do so, but there is nothing she can do until her father automatically comes out every time her emotions become strong. Since she has always called Faust daddy, she cannot change that in an instant.
“It’s Lucia. That’s not it.”
“The other wives are in their own rooms. We have all agreed.”
Faust, who looks around her once, sees her opening her mouth and then closing it to say nothing. Lucia smiles and tells Faust that her wives are in the room.
Faust only shuts her mouth because he doesn’t think it would be a good idea to look for another woman with Lucia in front of him, but for her Lucia, that doesn’t really matter.
What if I find another woman? There was no doubt that the woman her father loved the most was her.
“Agreement?”
“Yes, the 9 of us all kept doing it together… Wow, when I worked at night with my wife, the night didn’t end satisfactorily. My honey was having a hard time too. So we decided on a turn and only had one person a day. I decided to do it.”
“Ah… I see. Then are you Lucy today?”
“Yes!!”
Lucia smiles her flushed smile and grabs Faust’s arm as she tries to hastily drag him back to her room. Lucia’s body is so excited at the thought of having her dad all to herself tonight that she just can’t hold back.
‘I’ve done it up to 27 times so far… Ugh, uhhh… That’s a lot… Ugh… Ah, no, seriously, 5 times… No, 6 times is enough. ‘mmm.’
Lucia imagines happiness and drags Faust to her room.
Lucia did not know in her dreams that now that Faust had regained his strength, he could do it over 50 times instead of 27, and that he no longer got angry with 6 times.
The next morning, Lucia couldn’t walk to her restaurant properly, so she had to skip breakfast.