The Crawling Chaos. One of the outer gods that was closest to the 'origin' of the universe and favourable to humans… this was according to mythology. In fact, there was no mention of him in Ways of Survival.
[ The Crawling Chaos… did the 'Last Wall' call me that? ]
“It's just my guess.”
[ It is literature left by the 'recorders of fear.' Believing in records that aren't even 100 years old, you are more naive than I thought. The unknown can't be revealed in human language. ]
I bit my lips. There wasn't much known about the outer gods in the myths that were the prototypes for Ways of Survival. In the 74th turn of Ways of Survival, one of the 'recorders of fear' left the following remark:「 “Everything we wrote was a lie. It was the only lie we could use to explain the unknown horrors.” 」
I was a bit daunted as I asked, “…Are the myths on Earth wrong?”
[ I am Secretive Plotter. That is enough. ]
It was an ambiguous answer but also a sufficient one. I didn't know if he was the 'Crawling Chaos' or not. At the very least, it was clear that Secretive Plotter was undoubtedly a strong outer god.
“I have a request.”
[ You want to ask me to stop that. ]
“That's right.”
The Secretive Plotter looked down as the mass of fog swallowed a planet. The time of the world was slowed down by the power of Secretive Plotter but it wasn't completely halted. The Secretive Plotter kept looking down as he spoke.
[ The fog is a disaster originating from the beginning. It is impossible to eliminate it completely. ]
“I know that there are ways.”
The Secretive Plotter just looked down at the universe while disregarding my words. I waited nervously for what he would say next.
The shimmering shadow made a disturbing sound. I didn't think it would feel like this when I heard the indirect messages on the channel. I thought he was a good constellation with lots of playfulness and friendliness…
The shadow currently in front of me only gave off a cold and frightening sensation. I didn't know what happened but the appearance of the 73rd Demon Realm suddenly seemed close. It was as if I was looking through a telescope of enormous magnification as I saw the people of the industrial complex.
-Kim Dokjaaaaa!
Jung Heewon's voice seemed like an auditory hallucination. I saw the party members screaming in despair.
[ Why are you trying to save them? You can see the ending even if you live alone. ]
“The ending is only meaningful if they are there.”
As I spoke, I stimulated dozens of questions and answers in my head. Both my hands were sweating. I couldn't fail here. No matter what, I had to convince the Secretive Plotter in this conversation.
[ What if they don't want it? ]
I slowly opened my mouth.
「 Dammit, Kim Dokja! Stop! Please! Come back! 」
「 I don't want this! I don't want to survive this way. 」
「 I'll do anything. If you die, I'll die. If you are going to sit still, I'll sit still. Please don't do this!
Please! 」
The voices of my party members were heard using Omniscient Reader's Viewpoint. They didn't say it but I heard the words.
[Baat!]
Biyoo was crying as she shouted at me.
TL: Rainbow Turtle
Chapter end
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