A NEET’s Guide to the Parallel World: Healer, the Strongest Cheat? - 327 348

Romero had his head in his thoughts.

“Are you telling me everything up to this point is as good as the book…”

Perhaps Romero’s eye, a former observer, is the same vision of observation as this. So if you look backwards at why I met Toa, Romero also knows it starts in the world mirror.

A world mirror that once appeared in front of a toad of young children. Toa said my name in front of a mirror that didn’t show anything other than who she was or Mr. Rosalia behind her. I mean, I can assume I was there.

I was kind of trying to understand what it meant now that the observer’s eyeballs became a world mirror and were in front of me.

“I mean, am I sending this to Toa, to Toa the kid?”

“But now…”

Just like Romero said. Then it’s as if everything up to this point had been decided from the beginning as muscled. Whether man perishes, the world perishes, the observer eventually entrusts me with a role, and I receive the eyeball as meaning to receive that role. And invert the eyeball and get the mirror. Are you saying that all of that was decided…

“I said that everyone has a role to play. I said, it’s a matter of creed.”

“I guess that means it’s not. Your Majesty, this is an unmistakable world mirror. You will now send this mirror to Lord Toatrica.”

“Wait, what are you talking about with the world mirror? Tell me what this is.”

It’s not organized enough in my head to explain it in one article. A hypothesis arises every second as we look back at how we got here, and we think about what we should do with the mirror. You can send it to Toa. Where is the method if you want to send it?

If this is my job, I guess I can send it. Sorcery I’ve got as much as now, or is that the means of transport……

Then what would happen if I didn’t send it?

Toa said she saw me through the mirror during the dungeon attack. He is sucked into the mirror and transferred to the woods of the human world, where he is caught by the bandits of Oliver. And I’m here to help. Meet me and Sierra.

If we don’t send this, Toa won’t transfer to the human world. You never look at me in the mirror, you lose any incentive to meet me or anything. When that happens, will Toa live in that castle, protected by Mr. Lucius?

Will there be no future to meet me…

“Sire, what are you going to do?

“Is it my job to send this? But if I do that, the next time I’ll end up in this cloud sea. That’s what you’re talking about, isn’t it?

How long have I been in this negative loop?

The same goes for me in the future, for me in the present, and for me in the past ahead. I live in the same space-time that has changed only slightly over and over again. Do you mean you live such an infinity that you meet Toa and Toa dies and leads to the Cloud Sea? I can’t stop wondering.

“Don’t go ahead and talk to me on your own. Hitachi, what is this mirror, what is a world mirror?”

Shut up, I taught one article. I did. It’s a story that inspired me and Toa to meet.

“What are you going to do with this,” one article says the same as Romero, gradually understanding the situation. It’s quick to understand and the expression looks serious.

“Speaking of which, our eyeballs…”

I noticed that I inverted my other eyeball as well.

“There are two identical mirrors……” said one article.

“The world mirror only confirms one that appeared in front of Toa. Where did I send this other one in the future?

Romero put his hand on his chin like a detective, and he said, “Or maybe he only got one.”

“Only one?

“Yes…. no, it probably won’t get to the exact answer where you deduced how much. The fact is that His Majesty only knows one mirror. So I don’t know if the future sire actually had a total of two world mirrors in his hand, just like his present sire.”

The story goes back to the source.

What am I supposed to do…

“- You don’t have to think hard”

I heard an old voice beside me. I suddenly felt whispered in my ear, and I was surprised. That was the same as one article.

“What about you? ……

One article did not know the old man in front of him to be Adams.

More than that, you mean two years ago that wasn’t a phantom? Adams wasn’t a child, he looked like an old man who fit his height.

“Adams,” Romero called, one article with a startling look on his face,

“No way… were you alive, Dear Adams”

“I don’t care about the life or death of Non. Don’t you have anything hard to think about, Hidakama Samune? Your Lord is possessed by conspiracy theory. I don’t think I’m the right person for my future judgment.”

“Doesn’t fit your height?

“Behold, this is not a shadow, nor a phantom, nor is Noun completely old. It’s the way it should be.”

“No way,” Romero said with a strange complexion, “did you take off the abyss?

“I don’t know. Non has already broken free.”

“That’s what…”

For some reason, that seemed hard to believe for Romero. He also looks terribly suspicious. But this grandfather doesn’t lie properly. He’s the one who doesn’t do anything meaningless.

There is also a passage in the time of immortality, which continues to exist as an observer all the time. Apparently Adams has assumed so far that that’s what it’s all about.

“Observers, you were once human.”

……

It’s my first ear. I didn’t know Romero was an ex-human…

“Human beings are not strong enough to live only for themselves and die only for themselves. If that answer is an observer, there’s nothing more ridiculous, don’t you think?

“… are you going to fool me, human” Romero’s sharp eyes looked down.

“Until I stated the facts. Non wants you to tell me. Where the hell are you right now? Music books, etc., ho ho ho… the status quo would totally be on top of your previous choices”

“Certainly, observers, including me, were once human. And humans have something fundamentally unchangeable. That’s…”

Romero held his mouth as if he didn’t want to say anything further.

All I’m saying is, “Ho, ho, ho, you think yours isn’t human unless you mouth the rest of it? But you’re not a human being mentally from the start, and this is a fact beyond choice. I mean, hey, other than that, I think. I mean, it’s just something that could have changed depending on the choice. I don’t have any muscle books now that I’m trying. We don’t walk through books, we climb choices.”

“I see. Are observers saying it’s a peak?”

“Peaks and such and self-admiration are too much. Yours is a metaphor. I know you’re unhappy, but I can’t help it.”

“… this is what we do, Adams”

“It would be an escape. So I ask, who gave you the role?”

……

“That won’t even pay attention to the tiny ones like Nong et al. It can’t exist. You should probably dream about it too. It was this Hidakama Samune that you invited as King of the Abyss who dreamed and fantasized and destroyed the world.”

“- You should probably be the one!

Something sharp approached Adams’ neck when Romero’s fierce outbursts echoed the clouds.

And now with the old epidermis, that sharp knife stops perfectly.

“… Your Majesty?

I was holding Romero’s arm so hard, reflectively, that I was about to pierce Adams.

“Sire?”

Romero asks what the action means when he says what he’s going to do. Seeing that look on my face, I was thinking of something in the world with a bright white head.

It’s a world full of white mist. Every time there’s fog on my face, I narrow my eyes and try to see something ahead of the fog, which I’m likely to see in the process of opening. Because I think there’s an answer there.

The fog is not clearing, but falling out. The sunshine has to wait.

However, depending on the choice, it might have been possible to clear it up on its own -.

Like wrestling Romero’s neck with a knife, for example.

“Your Majesty…”

The detached torso lost its standing power and became a crumbling ash as it twisted.

Grab Romero’s head with his right hand, still conscious.

“Romero. I don’t care about books or roles anymore. I’m tired of it. So I’m going to make a choice.”

“Sire!”

He threw Romero’s head gently into the universe, holding his hands and taking the two eyeballs from around his temples. The rest of Romero’s head was disturbed in the universe, and before it reached the bottom of the clouds, it became ash and disappeared. Romero’s voice lingered for a while.

On his right hand, there were only two beautiful eyes with missing pieces of flesh. Flip right in, then I’ll sit back on the spot.

There are four world mirrors floating around me.

“Send this to Toa,” I said pointing to the first one. “This is to Sufilia, this is to Sierra, this is to Nem”

“Hmm, that’s not perfect. It’s like…”

“It’s like a musical book, or something. But Adams, I think… We have to think hard in front of the sights and shape them. To coincide with those that happen on a daily basis, because it is too unfair, unreasonable and irrational. It’s a little easier if you inevitably carry it, and turn forward. I feel like I’ve grown. But we can also say that growth has stopped at that moment. Because people who stick to books and roles don’t imagine what lies ahead. It’s not about the past or the future, it’s about the dimensions. At the moment of being shaped, a person loses everything in other dimensions. losing its branches and developing heterosexual syndrome at its end”

I gently attached two fingers to my right eye.

“Four mirrors and four dear companions…… this is not what the book says. Easy to prove.”

One says, “Hitachi, what are you doing?! Shortly after I said,” I stuck my finger in, and I was choosing my right eye.

“Ouch…”

Four years early after I lost my flesh, it was the first time in a long time that severe pain had rushed through. It seems to keep twitching around the body. My head and hands tremble.

Existence is infinitely equal, and they quickly regenerate in an attempt to lose an arm or lose an eye. But these eyeballs never regenerate. Evidence of this is that I felt pain that shouldn’t have happened.

“Sometimes I have to choose to be painful. I don’t like the logic of losing it, but I can’t help it. I can’t get out on my own anymore.”

Flipping my right eye turned it into a world mirror, too. The fifth mirror was added to the circle surrounding me.

“Five mirrors…”

“I’ll send you this fifth one.”

“To me?

“Is that good for your Lord?

“There is no stray. I’m not gonna be an observer.”

“Right…”

Despair involves the surroundings. Forgetting is forgetting. I want to forget even the facts. Jealousy creates cloudy obsession and anger lights fire with toddler fat.

So what is laziness…

Self-satisfaction is not evil. Gives me the power to think positive about things.

Selfish. Don’t just be. I fell in love with myself. I applauded my delusions, dreamed, admired the world of fantasy and had an ideal. Ideal is the crystal of completed greed. That is extremely perfect. I don’t think idealists are evil. Whether you wish or believe is convenient for people. But how perfect would there be in this world? How many people on earth will be able to make it happen? The rest is my own problem. Will the day come when I can make that happen……

Anyway, you have to pay the price one day for missing the longing and depression of dreams. And there was a way for me to pay this back violently. That’s suicide.

The world calls an idealist who can’t produce results a fallout -.

“Laziness attracts people’s darkness…”

Hitachi’s eyes were sparkling.

I felt so scared of the brilliance that I felt chilly for some reason.

I have no idea where he’s looking or what he’s looking at. I’m going to have to listen to you because I’m going to talk to you alive like I found something fun.

One, my abyss can initialize the world.

“Initialize?… I don’t know. What the hell does initialization mean?”

“You’ve never played a game or anything, you’re gonna erase the save data and reset it from scratch again, right? What do you say, you’re the perfect magic for me, lazy guy!

Hitachi said he would initialize to the life of the dead. But how do we target what is not here?

When I bumped into a simple question, four glowing things suddenly appeared out of the cloud sea, winding up the clouds and jumping into space. It flew through the sky like a shooting star, drifted like a fluorescent fire, and lined up over Hitachi’s head. Fluffy and shaky.

“The Temple of Consciousness is a graveyard of existence. And the king of the abyss is also the keeper of his tomb.”

“Is that why you’re one of us?”

“This is a trail.”

“… I see. So, what do you do with that initialization thing?

I still didn’t know what he was going to say.

he said with a laugh. Initializing a world dominated by this demon to bring time back into the past. He said he’d give us time back until we were summoned to this world.

“I mean, ten years ago, you’re telling me I’m gonna start over between those Greyberg thrones?

“Oh.”

“Is that possible?

“I can definitely do it first. Oh, my God, I’m the king of the abyss!

One day they became uncomfortable with him speaking with pleasure. I can’t help but notice the meaning of his sparkling eyes and his strangely happy, joyfully laughing look creepy.

Don’t feel anything impatient.

“But are you okay? Initialization means going back to the point of birth. What if it’s the unborn route?

“It’s not the time of birth, it’s the beginning of the story. And as soon as you initialize it, the story starts over, there’s never going to be anything unborn. So somewhere in the story that starts again, I’d like to sneak this world mirror in…”

“If it’s metastatic magic, it’s the eighteenth of Non.”

That’s what I said. Master Adams’ voice color was playing.

Then I’ll leave that to you.

“Um, but when you fly in the past, it breaks your bones. And this is done by five people simultaneously, because five people need to be initialized in a state of interference with each other.”

“Yeah, that’s what’s gonna happen. You know exactly what I mean.”

“Is the Lord going to go through the world mirror and tell or show each one what the future holds?

“I’m going to show you. Trust everything I’ve been through.”

“Um, but it takes influence. Lord, if you haven’t forgotten something, you must also spare yourself the magic and presence of initializing yourself. Otherwise, the Lord himself will start over from scratch?

Master Adams advised that if existence was exhausted at once, it would naturally disappear. Isn’t the king of the abyss invincible, too?

“Oh, I’m fine, that’s fine”

“No problem?

I couldn’t keep up with the conversation. It’s like talking about another dimension. It looked like I was talking fantasy.

Master Adams seemed to understand Hitachi’s thoughts well, and he also seemed to know how he had witchcraft and how to use it.

While the two of them just let the conversation play, I still wondered why I felt the oddity from Hitachi. Now I’m thinking about the meaning of that word he said he couldn’t get out of. Why do you find that delightful smile and brilliant glance creepy?

In one of his words, I understood everything.

“My life doesn’t initialize.”

That was Hitachi’s answer.