He, the God of Darkness, wielded the darkness, despair, and fear of an entire world. Having endured nine eras, and the accumulated power of even earlier times, He was not someone a mere mortal could contend with through the power of belief accumulated in a short lifetime.
"Mind Armament, this technology is very good, it should be able to accelerate the growth of my seedlings."
A great deal of hope, and a glimmer of longing... The next harvest may not be far off.
"Just you wait, my destined nemesis. Although your abilities differ and your strength grows, the outcome this time will be the same."
The god of darkness, Model, is a patient shepherd and a patient fruit farmer.
He is willing to give humanity more time to this land that is blossoming with more possibilities, and looks forward to the end of this era.
Each finality signifies a leap forward in His power.
"There's still time. It seems like Peros is getting closer to a new world again?"
That's good. A long wait is tedious and boring; food brought to my mouth helps pass the time.
[A world that had connected with Perospasm is rapidly descending into darkness.]
[You are unaware of the unfortunate events that befell you in another world; you are still focused on developing your settlement and accelerating the repair of the chain.]
Today is different, because your old friend, Charles, who is an expert in runes, has arrived.
"Long time no see, Charles. How have you been? You seem a bit tired lately."
In the office, Evan poured a glass of water for Charles and himself. Looking at his old friend, Evan felt he had seen the fatigue on his face somewhere before.
Yes, that's right, it's on Smith and Vilia's faces; the overtime duo are in a similar state.
"Why am I tired? No, Evan, is it really okay for you to ask that? Don't you have any idea why I'm tired?"
As he spoke, Charles placed a small notebook he had brought on the table.
"The runes you want, the ones listed above are for recording, projection, and remote communication..."
A traitor from a certain settlement was killed because of the evil mind-armored, purely cosmetic weapon. Evan even regretted not being able to watch the recording.
Therefore, during one of his conversations with Charles, he made this request, hoping that Charles could give it a try.
As the client, although Evan didn't go to the extremes of creating a colorful black or repeatedly requesting revisions before finally choosing the first version, his requirements were still quite complex, taking Charles almost a week to complete.
In addition, the settlements that the settlements are united with, including Charles's hometown, are all in a phase of rapid development, which has increased Charles's workload.
"So, do you know how hard I work? I'm so tired."
"I find that strange. Why do you, also a manager, look so energetic?"
Charles wanted to learn from Evan, and he also wanted a more relaxed work environment.
"Well, of course, there were kind people who helped."
"A kind person?"
"Yes, they were kind people (I'm sure)."
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