Unlike the natives of the comic book world, César was contracted from the real world. Not only does he not have a legitimate identity, he should not have a past or a future.
Therefore, he himself is not subject to the fate inherent in the comic world. As long as it involves him, the degree to which the reader's will affects the comic will be deepened. This is the consensus reached between Cesare and the comic's will from the beginning.
Let me give you an inappropriate example -
César will not easily allow himself to be "dead" in the eyes of readers. Even if it is a life-or-death situation, he will deliberately avoid it and not take risks. Because when readers often say "Can you please not die?", in their subconscious, they already think that this character is doomed to die.
At this time, the massive subconscious feedback to Caesar in the comics is most likely "you will die."
After statistics, so far, most readers agree that Césaire Crest has a hidden noble identity, and may even be from a rebel family. His family was broken up due to persecution, and he had to look for the protagonist in the same camp while wandering.
As more and more new readers flock to the comics due to their rising popularity, this will becomes even more powerful.
then--
The black-haired boy raised his arm, held it under the light, and looked at the eye pattern that gradually appeared on the inside of his left wrist.
The eye is vertical, half-closed, and has a beautiful narrow shape, looking like an exquisite tattoo that was specially tattooed.
He scanned it with the instrument out of curiosity, and the result showed that there was no effect of acquired staining, and it was no different from a real birthmark.
As expected, after the reader's will reaches a certain critical point, it has an impact on his body, or in other words, it drives the comics to begin to add "reasonable" settings for him.
However, to what extent the readers' willpower must be accumulated to achieve such an effect, and in what specific direction the settings are supplemented and how much they are supplemented, all require us to slowly explore.
Xizel looked at the pattern on his wrist again and decided that after returning to the comic world, he would find a chance to look through some ancient books to see if there would be any surprises. However, it might be difficult to do this in prison.
The black-haired boy lowered his eyes slightly, and the scene before leaving the comic world was reproduced completely in his mind. He was re-immersed in the emotions almost instantly.
——It’s time to go back.
If you “sleep” too long, the situation will be difficult to control.
…
…
Xia Zuo stood there stiffly.
He simply couldn't understand why the room was filled with things that looked so dark, but he couldn't sense anything. He even foolishly went in with Caesar - he only discovered what was wrong from Caesar's eyes.
This was too outrageous. Xia Zuo almost doubted his life for a moment.
But before he could think of any more random things, the black-haired boy in front of him suddenly fell down.
“Xize!!”
Xia Zuo's pupils suddenly shrank, and he took two steps forward and wanted to catch the other person, but he missed the first time -
He was stopped by the sudden appearance of dense tentacles, which stretched across his body, forming a protective fence. The black-haired boy did not fall to the ground, but was carefully caught by the soft and clean side of those black and purple limbs.
They provided him with a fertile bed, grotesque and absurd, yet incredibly tender.
"......?" Xia Zuo was a little confused. Not only did he not sense the expected dark aura, but he saw kindness in these actions.
The male protagonist of the comic blinked his golden eyes, slowly squatted down, and said seriously: "I don't know if you can understand what I said, but he and I are friends, and I didn't come here to hurt you."
…Although it’s so dark and scary!
"If... you have been artificially imprisoned and sealed in this door, and if you have done nothing wrong, Caesar and I will help you."
However, those big yellow eyes remained indifferent.
Xia Zuo: “…”
He pursed his lips and stared at his friend closely, ready to shoot through this...unknown creature if it made any unusual movements.
Although he has no resistance to dark environments, he will never watch his friends get hurt.
In fact, if César was not fine now and was on the other side, and he couldn't figure out the unknown creature's position, he would have punched it long ago and explained after the fight.
Time passed minute by minute, and both sides rarely made any rash moves, until the black-haired boy slowly opened his eyes.
The moment his eyelashes trembled, the tentacles beside him spontaneously faded away, leaving a clean space, and squeezed towards Xia Zuo with disgust.
Xia Zuo: “…”
He didn't care about these little details, but just looked at Cesar eagerly: "Are you okay, Cesar?"
The black-haired boy tilted his head, pressed his temple with his hand, and then whispered soothingly: "I'm fine."
He raised his eyes and looked at the purple and black limbs around him.
Since he had experienced similar hallucinations after reloading the game before, he initially thought that it was just another hallucination, but he didn't expect that they were completely real.
It's just that he may be able to see more clearly because his san value is too low, while someone like Xia Zuo who is full of energy and has his own resistance may not be able to detect it easily.
not to mention……
Xizel turned around and looked calmly into the darkness: "Are you a 'container' or a 'test subject'?"
After these words were spoken, the whole room fell into silence for a moment; even the rubbing sounds of moving objects disappeared.
Xia Zuo was still a little confused at first and repeated: "Container...? Test product?"
Then he gasped, realizing something terrible from those words.
He believed in César's judgment. Since these words came from César's mouth, it meant that the person locked in this room was most likely a human being.
Perhaps, he is a human being who was used as a "container" or "experimental product" but, due to the failure of the initiator, became a "defective product" and was imprisoned here without seeing the light of day.
...What secret does the owner of this prison want to hide?
The room was still too quiet, so quiet that even the sound of breathing seemed noisy, but the black-haired boy did not show any impatience. Instead, he calmly waited for the other party's answer from beginning to end.
The misty blue eyes were very calm. There was no fear, no sympathy, and even less surprise and regret. It was as if he was only asking an ordinary person who could be found everywhere.
“…”
"container."
"Experimental product."
——It is both a container and a test subject.
An equally calm, pleasant yet slightly hoarse girl's voice floated out from the depths of darkness.
Very light footsteps slowly approached them, and those terrifying tentacles all shrank back quietly, magically becoming smaller and smaller, and finally becoming a small, pitch-black human figure.
The figure was wrapped entirely in opaque black cloth, with only a pair of bare feet exposed.
It stopped in front of the black-haired boy, tilted its head slightly, and stared at him.
The other person was a head taller than it, with black hair and blue eyes. He looked very fragile, probably the most fragile among humans.
However, it sensed clearly how the other party brought his companions here and opened the heavy iron door that seemed to be closed forever. The pair of misty blue eyes immediately looked at it -
I looked at it with compassion.
It was not sympathy, but a god-like expression of compassion, an expression of curiosity that it had never seen before.
And - it senses that the other party thinks it is good-looking.
It didn't want to pay attention to him, but he thought he was handsome!
It didn't know what emotions it was feeling. It just subconsciously didn't want to hurt the other person, and felt a sense of closeness because of something in the other person.
"May I have your name?"
The black-haired boy asked.
"…Ursula."
It replied inexplicably nervously.
"Ursula... that must be a girl."
She saw the black-haired boy's eyes curved, and the mist in those eyes seemed to dissipate in an instant, and the calmness and slight alienation sank, leaving only hazy gentleness and acceptance. Although it was a little unclear, the meaning of his words was extremely clear -
Only humans are given gender terms such as "girl".
Rather than a simple, rude and extremely indifferent "female".
"Girls?"
Another cheerful boy's voice came over, and the brown-haired boy, who was obviously incompatible with her personality, leaned his head out and looked at her carefully.
He did not mention any of the test subjects or the things in the container again, and like the black-haired boy, he did not show any suspicion or malice, as if accepting an alien was as easy for him as eating and drinking.
He blinked his golden eyes and scratched his head a little embarrassedly, just like he would treat an ordinary person: "Sorry, I didn't know you were a girl. I thought you were ugly before..."
Ursula: “…”
Ursula: “Oh.”
She noticed this guy at the first moment. He was as bright as a big light bulb, and the smell of light was overflowing, dazzling her eyes and making them hurt.
And, she is obviously not ugly at all!
The black-haired older brother in front of me personally - I confirmed from the bottom of my heart that he has a handsome face!
Xizel: “…………”
Facing two guys who inexplicably looked like naughty kids, he interrupted their spellcasting and calmly changed the subject:
"Ursula, do you want to go out?"
Hearing this, the girl slowly raised her head, and in a moment of silence, she uttered a word:
"think."
Under her gaze, Cesar blinked and gave a relaxed smile.
"Well, maybe I have a solution."
"——as long as you are willing."
…
Before the prison guards noticed something was wrong, the black-haired boy and his friend returned to the prisoner activity area and returned to their cells on time.
No one noticed that there was a tiny eyeball in the center of the silver cross pendant on his left ear, with a vertical pupil of half gold and half blue, which changed along with the changes of his eyes, like a living thing.
"Crest's Fairy Godmother"
"Congratulations on getting the Fairy Godmother x1 that's not quite right. Everything can be a Fairy Godmother. Current Fairy Godmother compatibility: 57%."
And just after the ability was updated, the trembling voice of the comic's will finally sounded like a heavy breath:
"...You go collect the protagonists, and then gather them into your own fairy godmother???"
Comic Will: I don't know which one is more pitiful, Ursula or Xia Zuo.jpg