BGM: Luminous (Perverted Prince and Non-Laughing Cat)

Act freely and do whatever you want.

Reckless, sudden, unscrupulous, impulsive.

This is true of all people in the world, even if they keep a clear head, they will step into the point of no return, and their eyes will be obscured by invisible things.

Hovering on the verge of extinction without knowing it.

Indulge in your own thoughts, blindly amplify the agency of your beliefs, face reality with the back of your head, and step into the trap with your heels.

No one can make exceptions, and no one wants to make exceptions.

Isn't it disqualified to be a human being if we make an exception?

Now there is a group of people who think that "we must dare to make mistakes while we are young, otherwise we will be very unyouthful".

Such people are estimated to be making mistakes until the last moment.

Ordinary people don't even say it.

As long as the original logic is followed, it will not change.

- After all, why change it?

- What, isn't everyone like that?

- After all, what do you want to change? Robots? Do you want to be an iron lump?

Oh, yes.. Isn't that what everyone is?

I thought I was sober.

Thought everything was under control.

Enjoy safety, indulge in the satisfaction of control and responsibility, and enjoy the pleasure of a healthy mental state.

So, ah...

Inertia!

These are inertia!

The inertia of failure, the inertia of success.

The inertia of survival, the inertia of death.

Go with the flow and don't hesitate.

It's by nature.

This is something like a "root", which is nature, which is held by people with different appearances—a reality with a common nature.

They fight for it, and they stand on the ground for it.

Probably, the same thing is mapped into something completely different in the eyes of such people.

Even so it will continue.

Continue to make mistakes, unwilling to think about the meaning behind failure and set the stage for the next failure.

People repeat useless exchanges and communication from person to person, but in essence, they themselves move forward with their heads covered without listening to advice.

As a result, ideas converge, the wrong and the weak are co-opted and unified, and powerful ideologies become mainstream.

Using the body, using the mind, squandering time, weaving broken memories and scattered and vague subjective impressions into the final reality.

If you can get results if you blindly move forward, then the world will inevitably treat fools too favorably.

Miracles are just things that are advertised and shaped by man, but they themselves symbolize inexorable inevitability.

Just relying on those seemingly indestructible things that are subjectively approved to achieve wishes or something.。。

None of this is possible – if the world is right.

。。。。。。。。。

Magpies stand on the edge of the coastline.

If you take a step forward, you will get wet on the soles of your shoes from the ebb and flow of the water.

The deep sea in the distance seems to be covered by a deep black embrace, showing an abnormal luster.

It was a strange scene where the periphery converged inwards and the perimeter was sunken, as if the entire leyline had been bent and cemented to form a circular dome.

The silence around was eeri, everything that flowed was restricted, and the tiny moon was so far away that even if there was only a layer of not too thick clouds in between, it was only a faint little point of light.

Cold and illusory, as if everything was covered with a wonderful atmosphere of mist, the mass and flow of the air could not be felt, there was no whirling and whistling of the wind, it just made people feel cold.

A meter away in front of the magpie was a strange thing.

It can be any kind of thing, and its specific form is completely determined by the individual's point of view.

Maybe one second you feel like it's a book, and the next you realize it's a mutilated half of a mouth.

Chaos, rolling, amorphous.

is like an innocent painful love, and it also has a turbid sky as scarlet as **.

Kind, cruel, twisted, round, sharp, a dot, a face, a severed nose, a pig's palm, a story of the past, a dream of a hibernating snake.

It's something that makes it impossible to take your eyes off it.

This thing caught the eyes of the world, and everything around him involuntarily slowed down with him.

"What's the matter with me?"

Magpie seemed quite calm, not in the slightest bit affected.

He closed the small secretary in his hand and pulled the strap of the backpack on his shoulder, loosening his muscles.

This book is a great light novel that he just bought along the way.

"Godmaker Magpie. ”

"I would like to ask you to sit here for a while, and it would be nice if we could talk for a while. ”

Magpie was silent for a moment, then sighed and sat down cross-legged.

"What kind of fairy are you?"

"If I could, I would like to go back soon... ”

The fingers of the magpie's right hand rubbed the page, and his eyes were lowered, which contained an indescribable strange divine light, like a whisper of ear and temples.

"How about it?"

Magpie seemed to be in a good mood, and although his tone revealed a little impatience, he still smiled and communicated with the other party.

The breath and image of the other party made him feel a sense of intimacy.

Probably seekers who have embarked on a similar path – and this often means that values and thinking logic are not very different.

War is a derivative of political disagreement, and in this world, war is the result of a contradiction between candles.

Yes, the contradictions of this group of people alone will bring about a war in which the heavens and the earth will be turned upside down.

Mankind has never had a unanimous opinion, and the ideologies, social structures, and political orientations of different regional civilizations all depend on the superstructure.

The superstructure here can only be candlelight.

Belief in the gods requires believers, so lambs are kept in captivity.

And the crown of the school, which can be called the ancient sages, did not recognize this value, so the dominance and nobility of human beings were protected, and then they broke away from the land of faith and fought against it.

The strange thing seemed to ponder for a moment, and considering the wording, a circle of colorless film spread and contracted, bulging outward, as if it were an active yeast engaged in vivid metabolism and budding. ”

"My name is Ugly Pot, and it's a pleasure to meet you, God Maker. ”

"Although for some reason, I wish you could wait here for a while. But it's not my vexatiousness, it's just because of some compelling reasons. ”

"The pot"... As one of the founders of the Nanguang Divine System and even Paradise, is there anything else that makes you feel cared for?"

Magpie's expression became serious.

It's not because of the other person's identity, that kind of thing doesn't matter.

It can be seen that the ugly pot is not lying, and at their level, especially for a person with a spiritual ability like Que, the fluctuation of thinking and spiritual thoughts are like the will of the world, and there are too few things that can hide from the candle flame. Any lie will be exposed.

"Our god has been kidnapped. ”

The ugly pot made a steady sound, an unchopped electronic sound similar to a stick reading, but the magpie felt a hint of helplessness and unsubdued shock.

“。。 What do you say?"

Magpie took a deep breath.

“。。 Are you kidding me?"

Although he said this, he basically believed the other party's words in his heart.

"You'll find out if it's true or not. ”

"He'll be over right away, you'll know when the time comes. ”

The attitude of the ugly pot is unusually modest.

"Originally, I had only come to be a notary and to be the necessary force backing up, and I didn't want to conflict with you. ”

"It's just that I just found out that you're about to leave this continent, so I have to show up and tell me about it, and make this kind of explanation that has no credibility. ”

Is.. It's too much to talk about.

Magpie's attitude towards the ugly pot was unimpressed, and his expression was calm.

"You're still going around in circles, so why are your members kidnapping and coming to me after being kidnapped?"

"It doesn't make sense, at least I don't have enough information or motivation in my head to support your actions. ”

Magpie stood up, inexplicably feeling a little awkward.

The ugly pot didn't say a word.

Magpie looked at it fixedly for a moment, then suddenly clapped his hands and smiled.

"I see, is there something unspeakable?"

"This... ”