Chapter 190 Pirated Game Bar?

190.

Long ago, the gods that were worshipped did not exist, and humans themselves were gods.

The humans living on the planet "Aitaris" have a huge ether* capacity and a lifespan that is almost immortal. They have creative magic that is comparable to the power of gods, and are willing to dedicate their lives to a better world.

For them, death is simply a return to the embrace of the world and becoming part of the cycle of creation.

This is a beautiful world like utopia.

The fourteen most intelligent and knowledgeable people constitute the highest authority, the Committee of Fourteen.

At the same time, they also have special abilities that ordinary people do not have.

For example, Emet-Selch*, the third seat, can clearly observe the flow of ether. This ability helps him observe the underworld and also allows him to see the colors of souls.

"So? What do you want to say?" After listening to your nagging for a long time, Emet-Selch sighed helplessly, "Don't you have other missions? Why did you come to Elpis?"

"What I mean is..." You crossed your arms over your chest, looking serious, "You and Hythloda can both see the underworld and the flow of aether. As your friend, I am very jealous."

Hythrad, who has the same abilities as Emet-Selch, is the director of the Administration of Creation, responsible for reviewing creatures born from the magic of creation; Emet-Selch controls death and is responsible for monitoring and observing the underworld; and you, as the fourteenth seat, Ashem*, are responsible for exploring the world and solving problems for others.

In short, you run errands and serve the people.

"Can't you create some relevant concepts and share some of your abilities with me?" After a pause, you said righteously: "If we are friends, we should be united!"

Although I don't hate being an Ashem, you are the only one among the three who cannot see the etheric flow, and I feel excluded.

Emet-Selch looked at you for a while, and finally couldn't help but sigh: "I shouldn't have expected anything from you..."

"Well, it's not bad to just chat after work." Hythrad took a sip of black tea, looked at the person opposite him, and sighed, "It's rare to see two Ashems together."

"It's just the previous Ashem." The woman with long white hair named Venez smiled and said, "Would you like some hot water?"

"Yes, yes, mom... Ahem, I mean Master Venis."

You almost yelled "Mommy" to someone, but you held up the cup and didn't dare to say a word. Ever since you woke up from falling asleep under the tree last time, you always felt that you were a little different from the person you remembered...

"Um..." You stroked the wall of the cup and said softly, "Don't you think I'm a little different from before?"

"Huh?" Emet-Selch looked suspicious. "What trouble have you gotten yourself into again?"

You snorted twice and began to express your dissatisfaction: "I came to invite people to join the Fourteenth Committee, but ended up losing my memory. I have no right to criticize me."

You heard that these two people came to Elpis and invited Hermes to become Phadaniel*, but when you went to visit the Creation, your memory of the past few days was wiped out, so you put down your work and hurried over.

Watch the fun.

"Hmph, what important things can happen in these few days?" Emet-Selk turned his head away, holding his tea and ignoring you.

"But the color of your soul has not changed." Hythrad smiled. "No matter what you look like, we will recognize you, Ashem."

“…That’s why I want your abilities.” You muttered, “What if I lose my memory and can’t recognize you?”

"Well... let's get to know each other again." Hythrad winked at you, "No matter how many times we part and meet again, we will become friends again, right?"

"...That won't happen." Emet-Selch, who had been silent for a while, raised his head and snorted coldly, "We will keep your memory safe."

"Well, Emet-Selch will definitely try his best to piece together your memories, seal them into a crystal, and give them to you." Hythlodald said the malicious words with an innocent look on his face. "Anyway, he has a lot of aether, so it's easy for him to create a crystal."

Emet-Selch showed a helpless and troubled expression.

Vines covered her mouth and laughed for a while, then she looked up at Emet-Selch: "Are you ready to go back to Amauroti?"

"Hermes has almost recovered from the injuries he sustained in Creation." Emet-Selch nodded. "Just in case, we need to check if there are any other problems after we return to Amauroti."

"Is that so..." Viness lowered her head, as if she was thinking about something. When she raised her head again and smiled at you, "Well, I wish you all a safe journey."

"...With these two guys around, this journey won't be peaceful." Emet-Selk sighed heavily, stood up, and thanked Vines, "Thank you for your blessing."

"Recently there's this idea of ​​a multi-headed shark with arms and legs, wow, that's awesome, it makes absolutely no sense."

"Oh, that's amazing. Is it near the Creation Institute?"

"Yes, we can go and see it again before returning to Yamauro... There is a water source nearby and we can play in the water."

"Hey, you two..." Emet-Selch walked over and said with a slightly impatient tone, "It's time to go."

"Also, I would never go in the water wearing a robe."

You approached Hythlodaeus and muttered loudly, "Wow, Hades stopped playing in the water with his friends now that he's Emet-Selch. Oh my god, that's too much."

"It's fine if he doesn't want to. Let's go play in the water together." Hythlodad grumbled to you, "Hades, this is too much. He's not even willing to give you ether to make crystals for you."

…

Before you leave the room, Vines suddenly calls you, "Ashem."

"Hmm?" You stopped and looked at Venezia in confusion.

“Has it been a pleasant journey for you from the beginning to now?”

"Ah...if I must say..." You scratched your head and answered honestly, "I can't give a definite answer. There are good things, bad things, and things that I still can't accomplish after trying hard..."

“But it’s a very interesting experience to meet different people.”

"So..." You smiled, "It's a journey with regrets, but no regrets."

Viness was stunned for a while, then she smiled with relief: "Really... That's great."

Vines walked forward and gently held you in his arms: "I hope you will always be happy."

"My beloved child."

*

The moment you step out of the door, the scenery in front of you suddenly becomes blurry, and the figures of the two people who were waiting for you in front of you gradually become distorted.

When your vision becomes clear again, you find yourself standing on the streets of Amauroti. The sky and the ground are burning, comets are falling from the sky, plants are withering, and people are fleeing in panic everywhere.

People who have never encountered hardships, never endured pain, and have always lived in a happy and beautiful world, are vulnerable when facing the impending doomsday.

Fear caused their power to collapse, and the ether gathered in the air, creating all kinds of monsters. Before facing the end of the world, they died from their own fear.

You saw the people of the Fourteenth Committee decide to sacrifice half of their compatriots and summon Zodiac to end the disaster; you saw Hythlodaeus raise his hand to bid farewell to Emet-Serke and become a sacrifice of his own will...

"Do you understand?" The NPC before the game is completed stands in front of you and speaks in a strange, male-female voice, "After getting the memories of the past, after feeling how beautiful this world is, after seeing the end of the world, can you understand our feelings?"

"Back then, because you didn't agree with the Fourteenth Committee's method of summoning Zodiak, you went to find other methods on your own. But you couldn't prevent the end, you couldn't prevent your descendants from becoming the core of the summons, and you couldn't prevent your friends from becoming sacrifices."

"You can't save anyone."

"No matter what method we use, we must return to the past, to that beautiful paradise without haze." He stretched out his hand to you, "Ashem, give us what you have collected and help us again, just like before."

The moment you see the other person, you regain your original memory and remain silent.

The other party seems to be certain that you will agree to His request, so he stands there patiently.

So...are you dreaming now? You recall getting ready to play a game, but falling asleep on your bed.

Is the recent sleeping sickness also caused by this? It seems that the other party just wanted to pull you over from reality because you refused to hand in the props in the game, but they couldn't find anyone and could only pull you in batches.

Eh, you're such a badass. You can't even use your skills. You lean back slightly and can't even use your skills. No wonder you don't know that the Warrior of Light has already defeated Zodiac, resolved the endgame, and gone on vacation.

This person's understanding of the plot is more than one major version behind...

Oh, that's not right. So, the games you played have all come true? Then are Yokohama Tokyo and the more than 100 blades in your Honmaru real too?

Your brain races and overloads, and eventually you stop thinking.

Other issues can be ignored for the time being, the most important thing now is——

You take a deep breath, raise your head and look directly at the other person: "So your game... is it officially licensed?"

No way? You're not playing pirated games all the time, are you? The story about the most fantastic production team involved and the music of Zu are all fake? Oh no, I've finally become the pirated gamer I hate the most.

Tears, complete tears.

Ancient people whose health bars haven’t been revealed yet:?

"Is that all you want to say?" The other party looked a little unbelievable. "After spending time with your friends, you saw the doomsday scene. Aren't you a little moved?"

"To say I didn't... I didn't cry at all." You pursed your face, "It was my first time playing the game, and I cried several times."

"But—"

You look at each other.

"I know very well that I am not Ashem. I am just a game geek trying to survive in Beihua, so -"

The light gathers in your hands and eventually forms the weapon of the Dark Knight.

You hack at your opponent.

"Get out of my dream!"

Oops, missed.

The opponent raises his hand to block your attack.

"No wonder they didn't make your memory crystal... Ashem, there's no need for you to return."

You see the extra-long health bar on the opponent's forehead begin to appear.

If you are fucked in a dream, will you also be fucked in reality? Think about this question seriously, what should you do? Is there anyone who will help you destroy the unspeakable contents in your computer and mobile phone?

Before the ancients' attack was about to fall -

“Pah—”

There was a sound like a mirror being broken.

The next second, the entire dream begins to shatter, the figure of the ancient man begins to dissipate, and you fall down.

You fall into a sea of ​​flowers.

"Yeah."

The white-haired man with petal-shaped ears squatted down and raised his hand to greet you.

"Nice to meet you. I'm Administrator 01, Magical Girl Meili-chan~"