Chapter 402

Episode 402 One person (8)

Wait. But isn’t this the intersection of memories?



The phenomenon of three overlapping viewpoints reminded me of a fact I had forgotten.

A crossroads of memory, meaning the moment when incompatible things become compatible. Also, the current situation is that memories that cannot exist at the same time are fixed in one place.

No matter how you look at it, now was the time.

“No, but how did the gap come about?!”

I turned into a porcelain with both hands on my head and looked around. The world, where the corners were distorted and three illusions were mixed together, was only gradually shrinking in space, with no cracks visible.

I don’t know how to get out.

“Is it okay for me to stay like this?”

I glanced at the world falling apart from corner to corner. What should I say? It’s a judgment based entirely on intuition, but I don’t think that’s the right answer.

On the contrary, the more I think about it, the more I think, ‘Isn’t this a time attack dead scene?’ That’s all I can think. Damn it, there’s no Tower of Time and Space here, and there’s even no Oracion playing gimmick!

“Oh please!”

Let me escape!

[What are you doing?]

“...!”

Clown?

“Mr. Clown?”

Where are you?

I was about to look around when I suddenly heard a voice and stopped. The moment I recognized the voice, the shattered world disappeared and a room made of stone appeared.

[You didn’t want to leave, did you?]

“No, I couldn’t find a gap...”

And in the middle of the room, there was a human with his heart raised and a demon with his heart split.

The devil, who I thought was dead, tilted his head slightly and stared at me. As if time has stopped, humans do not move at all.

[All I had to do was find a random direction and head out.]

“Huh?!”

No, find a gap! I have to find it and go out!!

[The broken spot is a gap.]

“Wasn’t it too wide to be a gap!?”

All the corners have come off, so how can that be a gap?

[Then what should we call it? A hole created when the horizon of memory collapses?]

“That’s...!”

crack? No, this isn’t much different from a gap. edge? Frontier? A broken spot?

[Right. Okay. I will say that next time.]

Even if I said, I would have already missed it! I couldn’t even get angry at the clown’s words and just groaned. I never imagined it would be such an easy gimmick.

“Does this mean I have to look at his memories more?...”

I said I don’t want to look at his memories. I know the past is pitiful, but it won’t go away because of what I did, so please stop showing me.

[Hmm.]

In response to my frustration, the clown brushed the tip of his skull with his fingertip and then snapped his finger.

[Fortunately, there is one more memory nearby that could serve as a crossroads.]

It was at least good news.

“really?”

[Yes.]

“When? “What is the situation?”

[Oh, I’m sorry, but I’m not always with Lee. Therefore, I cannot know the memories of places where I was not present. I only know the facts that Lee thought I would know.]

“...I know what you mean, but then the question arises as to how you knew this fact.”

Are you removing the hem? If that’s the case, I won’t forgive you. My eyes glared at the clown.

[The sense of unity that comes from the sameness of name just helped me understand the flow a little.]

Oh, can I trust this? I listened to his words with blurred eyes and eventually sighed and nodded. What can I do if I don’t believe it? It was a compliance bordering on resignation.

“I knew.”

Ha, then it’s forced viewing again. Damn, even if it’s close, how close is it?

“Why don’t you tell me this instead?”

[What?]

“The principles by which intersections are created, the conditions under which they occur... things like that.”

No one knows whether or not the new intersection will come as clearly as before. So, wouldn’t it be easier to prepare if you know the principles and conditions for occurrence?

[Hmm. It is born when the strong emotions embedded in the memories forcefully attract future or past memories to that moment.]

“Intense emotions....”

Wood-dud-dud-duk. The sound of something twisting and deforming rang out in the invisible darkness. eww. It must hurt. My eyebrows furrowed reflexively.

“flaw.”

However, the painful transformation did not take long. The soot that had protruded and visually expressed the process of change began to slowly clear.

[What is your name?]

The darkness that she had swallowed or that had swallowed her melted and hid into the shadows, asking the last question of her life.

[Your name is....]

“I am.”

As if answering the dying devil’s question, the being that swallowed darkness raised its head. What hangs down accordingly is the gray hair.

“My name is—”

Hair as weak and thin as a spider’s web parted on both sides and invisible lips parted. The voice that describes the language is not much different from before, but there is something different about it.

[Mephistopheles.]

Oh, yes. Since it is no longer human, it has no choice but to be different.

[Now I am Mephistopheles.]

The devil who abandoned himself as a human defined his identity like a sigh. It was such a strange thing. It was clear that the person who won the bet was a human, but what was left behind was the name of the devil.

[I am I...]

The words of someone who gave up everything for revenge seemed empty. The old human held his head with both hands and sobbed in a laughing voice.

[...Hehehehaha!]

And in the end, those sobs turned into mad laughter. no. It was a scream. [Aaaaa!!] The passion that filled the empty space became a roar that resounded throughout the room.

[I’m going to kill them all!]

At that point, I realized why she was doing that. The emptiness that would be endlessly sad to some was just the starting point of anger for her.

[I will kill you!!]

Even if losing it was your own choice.

The person who used everything as an excuse to get angry started yelling.

[Everything... everything...!]

Also, at the end, the person who had expressed his anger to the fullest lifted his head. [Everyone die.] The voice that died down accordingly was extremely cold and gloomy.

The anger that had stopped radiating began to subside inward and create denser anger. It is a flame that burns ever more bitterly.

[....]

She picked up the remains of the clown on the floor, holding the flame within her.

A piece of bone resembling a mountain goat’s skull was left behind. What once served as the head of a clown is now nothing more than an object, having lost its soul and name.

The devil holding the remains lifted it up and placed it on his face.

[...I have to explain it to the corps commander first.]

The bone is too large to be dismissed as a mask. To the point where it looks more like a helmet.

[But you will have no choice but to look at me.]

But even with that fact, the person who wrote it did not pay any attention.

A completely fixed person with a look I recognized walked towards one wall, flapping a black scroll.

[That’s the way you and I love, right?]

Her hand goes towards the wall. Squeak. A door that was indistinguishable from the wall opened and someone rushed in with their back to the light.

[#$@%#@.]

[I ate the court jester. Are you going to love me too?]

[#$@%#@$$#.]

[That’s quite touching.]

And noise.

[Can’t I kill you? Is that the love you spoke of?]

Noise again.

[He’s nice. Okay, show me your neck. Prove your love.]

Noise again.

[Good night my love.]

Lastly....

[I told you so. When I put love into my mouth, you will know who I am.]

Puddles of blood and fire.

I sighed weakly, rewatching the blurry memories I had seen earlier in high resolution. The anger that I had hidden because I was weak was burning up in a truly spectacular way.

“You idiot. “He died well.”

But honestly, Asmodeus seems to be a demon who can’t be upset even if he gets stabbed. I spent the first time booming on her kill. Of course, after this, my thumb will continue to point downward.

“Ah, when will my memories end?”

If this continues, you’re going to see me meet that damn kid, right?

I stared at the back of the person leaving the castle, swearing all sorts of things in my mind. I couldn’t even imagine what memories would unfold after this.