"Have you ever wondered how your future will be?"

Future? That kind of ambiguous thing...... If I think about it, I'll probably eat in the shrine and wait for my death for the rest of my life, and then after I die, I will become an undead ghost with those two guys and work in the underworld.

"It's an ordinary idea."

Ordinary...... Isn't it good?

"It's not bad, it's just- you, have you never wanted to experience a more interesting life?"

A more interesting life?

"You don't need to be limited to Gensokyo, you don't need to be limited to Hakurei Shrine, you can try to go to the outside world, like being in a funny guy, going to an interesting middle school, being an interesting student, or something?"

Outside? I think I've heard that it's a place where humans are the majority.

"You should be tired of playing the same role all the time, right? Ah, of course, I'm not saying that the life of Hakurei Shrine is monotonous, it's just, he's him, you're you, can you understand what I mean? ”

He? I?

"I've endured the limitation of having to replicate the same personality, but it's too boring to replicate even my life in the same way."

I don't understand....... But, if I could, I do want to try the kind of outside life that you are talking about.

"Really? I think this is your own idea, so there should be no problem, right? ”

...... Well.

"Thank you, but in that case, your relationships may need to be fine-tuned, but don't worry, I'm only tiny of the tinkering parts."

What does that mean?

"Ever heard of the butterfly effect? It's very simple, in this story, you will no longer be a marginal character, I have arranged for you the script of the protagonist, oh, be surprised. ”

Hero......?

"That's right, you're going to be the hero of this story and save the world as the perfect hero, wow, that sounds cool, doesn't it?"

Hero? Can I do it?

"You can do it, of course you can do it, since I said you can be a hero, you can do it, but, you know...... The perfect hero thing—"

......

......

"The so-called heroes, what is left to people is always a legend, as long as the hero who ends is perfect, I told you this through the mirror."

Standing in front of Takeya, the blond-haired boy put his hands in his pockets and said comfortably: "But, you shouldn't remember, although the memories of the destroyed individuals will be synchronized, but the original 'Takeya' itself has forgotten too many things." ”

It seemed strange to talk to himself about a soulless shell, but the blonde boy didn't care too much.

The battle situation is favorable on the one hand, and the monsters and witches can't help but open the hanging Luo Tianshu, and on the other hand, the witch Jing in the real world is almost pressing them to fight.

Qishi can't count on it, and he was restrained by Qingming to death.

Unlike other "replicas", the seven realities as the main body are actually weaker, because her replica is made in the background of the great onmyoji of the Heian period, and her hard power is much higher than hers.

After all, the real purpose of Qingming was not to improve the composition of the world, as an "insurance mechanism" that did not have an effect, and the strength was still guaranteed.

"I've been working hard for you for a long time."

It was a heartfelt thanks, and the blonde boy put his hands on Takeya's shoulders, as if a fragile layer of gold leaf had been added, and Takeya's body glowed with golden light, followed by one crack after another.

Like a fragile glass bottle, the cobweb-like cracks crept on it in a shocking way, as if it was about to shatter in the next second.

"This is the end of the journey, and your story is now officially over."

In the boy's proclamation, the golden light was mixed with a strange dark green, like ink soaked in water, and the smoke and clouds wrapped around Takeya's body, turning into chains of sin, trying to pull him into the twisted abyss.

"Come, sleep."

As the order was given, the hazy distortion showed terrifying fangs at this moment, and the aura of evil almost instantly pulled the world into the abyss of nightmares.

Like a boat in a storm, Takeya's body sank into it in a matter of moments, gold and dark green mixed into the worst color, playing with the ownerless husk.

Just wait for that little abnormal starlight to rise quietly.

It was not the North Star that guided the way, but it was full of bloody light that killed and tyranny, and it was just a moment of stunned thought, and the red meteor flew out of it, as if it were poking a hole in the paper, and it simply pierced the young man's body.

"Woo......!"

With a sudden cry of pain, the blonde boy's body was dragged backwards by the huge force on the meteor, and he fell directly into the arms of Daintrian in front of the door of the book.

"Hey, you're ......" Daintrian looked at the boy in her arms in surprise, speechless.

The sudden sudden change made the entire battlefield instantly quiet, not only Luo Tianshu's side was stunned and stunned in place, but even Yakumo Zi's side didn't understand what was going on.

"How is that possible? You, hurt? Daintrien was even more shocked when she saw the boy's injury.

In the midst of the scene, only she truly understood what kind of existence the young man was based on this world, which had already surpassed the extent that words could describe it, not to mention that the word god could sit in a well and watch the sky.

"Heh, hehe, is this a surprise?"

Even his tone seemed to be not so smooth, and the blonde boy's breathing became rapid and difficult, and although the large hole in his abdomen was strangely not bleeding, some black particles were oozing out like sand.

"Daintrian, let me make sure, it's probably something wrong with your abilities." The blonde boy asked with a reluctant smile, but the solemn look in his eyes seemed to have already understood the answer.

Although the distorted space had not disappeared, the gold he admired had long since been replaced by the blue flames and blood-colored starlight.

"Even if it is another 10,000 years, my ability will not have such an error." Daintrien replied faintly, staring at the distorted area that had recovered from her initial panic.

"What about some kind of unexplained chance?"

"Nope."

“...... In other words, I was undoubtedly 'hit' by his attack just now, right? ”

"That's right."

Daintrien's affirmative answer was like a flame, completely turning the calm and comfortable on the golden boy's face to nothing, leaving only a malicious grin.

"Then it's ridiculous that this guy is the 'second one', and it's ridiculous that this kind of thing can happen on something I create."

"Originally, he was not 'created' by you, but if you think about it, this 'Wuya' is just one of the individuals split out of the replica you created in parallel possibilities."

“...... Ah, I know. Luo Tianshu said indifferently.

"Originally, Levianta was a concept independent of world history, in a zone where even cause and effect can be completely distorted, identity, race, thought, language, none of that mattered, all that was needed was a phase and a ...... It's just an opportunity. ”

Looking at Wu Ye, who seemed to be reborn in the flames of greed, Datrian let out a slight sigh:

"No matter what happened before, there is no doubt that the current one is the same as you, awakened in this era...... Descendants of Levianta. ”