BGM: Waltz of Flowers

"I've been talking to you for so long about the so-called "here". ”

In the blank background, the magpie's voice echoed calmly.

But I didn't think much about what this so-called "here" was, until I tried to analyze it and help you "get out" of it, that I realized it - no, it was the previous sense of disobedience that was confirmed. ”

Gray, black, ambiguous, staircase, spatiotemporal. It's all gone.

The unreal is peeled off, and all that remains is the time and space that Magpie himself forcibly maintains.

This is a world fabricated by others, a fake, and now there is only a little background left.

Ake is in the middle of the white.

Even this last curtain began to shrink, and only the last vestige of hypocrisy remained.

"You're still as smart as ever. Magpie. ”

Ake's head was only a third of his head, and he looked weird but not terrifying.

The black lines peeled out of it, making his entire head look like a messy ball of yarn, with conspicuous pencil scribbles on the white paper.

"Where are you now?"

"I'm still in the precinct of Paradise. ”

"Although I am a mother who made it up here, but... What you see me is the real me. ”

The mangled skull made a clear sound and appeared unusually calm.

"We're tricolor—no, even candle flames should be—our possibilities have been highly confined as our energy levels have increased. ”

"The unified self, the omnipresent consciousness, we have completely detached ourselves from the realm of the mundane. ”

"Whether it's me in the wrecks of the world, or me here, or the essence of being in paradise, it can be counted as my own consciousness. It's not complete, but even my mother can't fully interfere with me and order me to do something—even if I'm just a phantom of her fabrication. ”

"So, most of what I'm telling you is true, but the owner of this illusion is my mother, and I can't disobey her will, and I can't directly remind you that this is beyond my power. ”

"Oh, it seems that you haven't grown as I thought you have been during this time, Ark. ”

The golden threads outline the blurred shape of the magpie on the edge of the white paper.

"So, sure enough, the person who calculated me this time is the mother of black swans?"

"Well, Mother is looking for you. ”

“。。 While you can run away, or even leave this world, I don't recommend it. ”

"Now that my mother has regained some of her strength and glory, it can be troublesome to defy her will. ”

"Like now?"

"Hmm. ”

"And... My gut tells me you'll want to see her too. ”

"What do you mean?"

"You'll understand when we'll see you later. ”

Ake's tone was a little weird, and the words he insisted on describing it were: "I want to laugh because of the gloating, but I can't bear it." ".

It's like seeing a bad friend and wanting to laugh at it habitually, and then he closes his mouth when he talks about it.

Magpie is keenly aware of this emotion.

This made him a little uneasy.

And your instincts will always come true.

"Forget it. Don't talk about this. ”

"I can't last long. The speed of time in the physical world is pulling it back into its intended orbit. ”

After all, it is not his own inner world, and the magpie here is just a lost self-will, far from the convenience of the ontology.

"Anything else to say, Ake. ”

Magpie seemed to think of something interesting and asked with a smile

"Actually, I have a question. ”

"What?"

"Ake, you've betrayed your mother?"

"Of course. ”

"Apparently she emphasized her danger to me like that?"

Hearing this, Ake, who was already only a quarter of his head, suddenly exuded a burst of extremely bad mood swings.

The solid gray quickly infects the white surface, degrading it.

"The guy who hurts the lemon, of course, absolutely 0.01 percent is not forgivable. ”

"Kill, really kill her, I'll definitely kill her!!"

There were bursts of incoherent words from the black, twisted threads, not like human words.

A chill made Magpie's mind spark violently flutter twice

"Even our mother, the great world will that created us, is unforgivable. ”

。。 What kind of abuse did this thing suffer in the first place? This ethical relationship is messy.

Magpie raised an eyebrow.

Although Ark told himself many dusty memories, he would eventually keep them.

Like what.. The true source of this perverse hatred.

Could it be because he was sold during the first [Great Avalanche]?

How could it be that simple.

Mortal life is like fireworks in summer, short and mixed with too much dust.

But an eternal like him, like Acre... There's so much time to splurge on your emotions.

So the hatred will not diminish, but will only deepen over time until the so-called revenge is completed.

Or never finish.

Candle flame burns forever.

As a result, the unnecessary shells are stripped away little by little, burned away, leaving only the lowest stuff.

For example, pure hatred in front of you.

Like what... Love.

Purified, extreme, twisted, real.

But, it's not bad, is it?

"Okay, okay, calm down. ”

Magpie clapped his hands.

It was only now, with the disguise torn away by himself, that Ark began to be able to express his emotions smoothly - as if they were coming from his own body.

“。。 I'm sorry. ”

The rising black mood gradually receded, constricted and disappeared.

"Anyway, you look pretty good, which is pretty good. ”

"When are you going to see me? I mean the physical world. ”

"Recently. . . ”

"Soon, I'll get rid of the Paradise as soon as possible, and I'll make this half of the world my jurisdiction. ”

"That's good. ”

Magpie didn't specifically ask what was going on.

There's no time for that now, and Suzu is still waiting for herself.

"Of course. . . Maybe I'll only be able to hold out until my mother comes back completely. ”

"So, I still need your help. ”

The creature trusts Magpie as always, as if the latter could do anything.

In a few words, he began to carve up the world.

"Magpie, how are you there?"

"Some time ago,The head of the school made a lot of noise.。。 Are you alright?"

"Well, it's just a clown. Nothing to speak of. ”

Damn it.. If only that were the case.

If the Mother of Black Swans doesn't come out again, he will be able to push us off alone...

When the time comes, don't talk about any plans, let's wait for death together.

Balance.. I need balance!

The key balance!

If everyone thinks about how to do things, I will also create a new order with a hammer, tell me?

I just want to find my family, live in peace, trace my past by the way, and fulfill a little wish.

Why is it so hard?

Damn it!

Where is the balance?

The magpie has a big head.

The thought of trying to run away when he went back made his head bigger.

"See you later, then. ”

"Uhhhh How do you look very? ”

Ake subconsciously closed his mouth.

"No, nothing, see you later. ”

Even magpies are troubled?

It's a little hard to imagine.

Thinking about him before, the cynicism, the smile in the game world is still as clear as yesterday.

Arrogance, ego, arbitrariness, cruelty!

But.. It's not bad.

Isn't it?