Episode 192. A doll’s dream.
My meeting with Timeless went in a better direction than I expected.
Unlike his threatening reaction of pushing me away from the beginning of the World Tree, he greeted me with a bright smile, wiping the seat in front of me.
Even the black smoke I can feel behind my back right now is emitting a deadly force.
How does the first Timeless look so peaceful?
“Welcome, Master Strange. “Sword King Verdin.”
I carefully walked over and sat down in front of him.
Gray hair that reaches down to the waist, deep wrinkles pressing down on dark eyes, and bony arms and legs visible through loose clothes.
“Are you the first Timeless?”
He smiled brightly at me.
“Then your body would be like a doll. “How is it that they look as old as humans?”
“That’s how I made it. No, I recreated it so that it could be done that way.”
“You made it again?”
“Yes, I guess it ended up like this because I was trying to have a body worthy of the name Timeless.”
So, does this guy also have a body that stands the test of time? But this wasn’t very important to me.
Anyway, the first Timeless will die by my hand today.
‘Right here.’
Because his interference is no longer needed in this world. I drew my sword and placed it between me and him and continued asking questions.
“It looks like you were waiting for me to come.”
“I waited, a long time.”
“Because you want to kill me?”
“no. The plan for that has long since failed. “Didn’t all my clones who came to see you die?”
He had a gentle expression on his face, as if he had really given up on killing me.
“Yes, but I think we can go ahead with that plan as long as you remain.”
“If we have enough time.”
“Isn’t it about time that the problem will be solved if you go back to the tower?”
“… no.”
“Yes, I am already facing a different direction from the owner of the tower.”
It was a short but meaningful answer.
“And the black smoke that greeted Verdin was not created by me. “It’s an alien creature sent by the owner of the tower to capture me.”
“A creature from another world?”
“Yes, they are the ones who settled in the Papal Palace where Verdin launched a surprise attack not long ago. “They are called judges by some and angels by others.”
“Of course, unlike the Pope, I call that black smoke ‘God’s messenger.’ “Because they are following the orders of the one called God at the top of the tower.”
I turned and looked in the direction of the black smoke. Although the deadly force spewing out harshly towards us was threatening, it was blocked by the yellow energy flowing from the World Tree and was unable to approach.
‘Really.’
Now I see that those guys are spewing murder not only on me but also on Timeless.
If it weren’t for the power of the World Tree, it felt like it would kill him right now.
“So you’re saying you’re not targeting me anymore?”
“Rather than saying that we don’t do it, we should say that we can’t do it anymore. “Right now, I no longer have the will or strength left to deal with you.”
“What about revenge?”
“It’s stuck deep in my heart. “But I don’t have enough courage to bring it out here and now.”
“That’s wise. “The guy who came out of the tower couldn’t control his burning anger and attacked me.”
“… Top’s Timeless is also me, so I can’t deny that feeling. However, I have spent a longer time in this world than that, and I have changed to pursue higher values.”
“Higher value?”
“Yes, rather than simply seeking revenge for my past.”
The first Timeless spoke, pointing to the black smoke rising outside the World Tree.
“I hope that I can leave to future generations insight into the past, present, and future of this world.”
“And I believe that this path is the will of my father who created me.”
“Father’s will?”
“Yes, for what he made me. “I think this is not simply to aim the arrow of rebellion at the royal capital, but to record true history.”
I nodded my head lightly, accepting his opinion.
I also thought that the reason for creating Timeless was not simply to trigger a rebellion, nor was it simply an intention to experiment using him.
Timeless also had to admit that his birth caused a crack in this world.
He is a fictitious creature created by humans, not gods.
“So what is your purpose now? If the blade of revenge aimed at me has become dull. And if you are recording the truth of history that I just said.”
I made eye contact with Timeless and continued asking questions.
“Can you tell me what you are doing to achieve that?”
“The answer to that is not difficult. “There is only one thing I can do here, as I am already on the verge of death.”
“… “I am conveying to Verdin the countless fragments of history that I have seen, heard, and gained through the alter egos that I spread throughout the world here.”
Timeless pricked the tip of his finger with a thorn, drew blood, and let it flow into the waterway running down the roots of the World Tree.
Ssssssssssssssssssss.
“And my goal is to help not only you, Verdin, but everyone in this area help you enter a new era.”
I couldn’t help but smile at his answer.
He gives up revenge on his old enemy and seeks a new era. If we dig deeper into his story, which was made up to be pleasant to listen to, it ultimately means that he was trying to use me to fight against God.
Not only was it fun, but I took it as a positive sign.
The information he possesses is tantamount to power against a high-ranking enemy that I must fight against.
They say they are handing over to me the history of a continent that has already passed by and that I could never know on my own.
I can only be grateful.
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I don’t know how far this guy wants.
“If I drink this water, will I also become Timeless?”
“No, right now I don’t have the strength left to create another Timeless.”
“How can you believe it?”
“You don’t have to believe it. “You don’t have to drink this water that contains my memories, you just have to look at past memories through Yggdrasil.”
“Are you looking at your memories?”
“… Verdin, do you know the identity of Strange’s guardian spirit and Glazer’s guardian spirit contained in your body?”
We have some understanding of the people who protect the two families.
It’s hard to remember their exact names and appearances, but it’s clear that they are creatures that look like dragons, so it’s only a matter of time before they find out their identity.
“You know.”
“I don’t know how they are the guardian gods of the two families. “I have faced it because I accepted it myself in this body.”
Timeless coughed, looking exhausted.
Cluck, cluck.
“So, is there a total of two dragons contained in Verdin’s body right now?”
“Then all we have to do now is accept the two remaining dragons in the tower.”
“The dragon of the tower… . “Accept it?”
Timeless, who was continuing the conversation, was startled and jumped up from his seat.
“My memory will help explain this, so don’t think too hard about it.”
Then, he opened his aura by opening his eyes and jumped out behind me.
“I will do my best to bide my time until the flame of my life goes out.”
He lunged towards the black smoke in the shape of Asabrag and whispered.
“So, please come and see the truth of this world. “For my old friend who has been waiting for you for a very long time.”
As he jumped out of the World Tree, his vision suddenly became dark.
“This is the last chance for everyone to return to their original positions.”
I tried to answer, but no words came out as if something was blocking my throat.
This is a reaction I have experienced several times since accepting the so-called guardian spirit of my family.
The moment when something from the world intervenes in this world, no different from the time when I was tried by the Apostle of the Tower.
‘This is your last chance.’
And why can’t I even resist this power you created?
In my blurred vision, Timeless, cut in two by Asabrag’s sword, came into view.
On the 20th floor of the tower, the deadlord known as the king of the jungle knelt down.
He was known to be more powerful than the apostles of higher levels than the level over which he presided.
His sword could not reach Ordin.
I tried cutting, cutting, cutting again using an aura so powerful that it split the space.
Each time, Ordin’s body dispersed for a moment, as if splitting water, and then quickly gathered together.
“Apostle Deadlord, if you surrender to me now and hand over Joanna Arc, I will spare your life.”
The size of the force did not matter when dealing with him. It took the deadlord a very long time to realize this fact.
Moreover, not only was he unable to stop the Knights of God from entering the temple, his home base.
The locations of Joanna Arc and Mateo Ricci, who were in charge at Verdin’s request, were discovered.
“Get out, Ordin. “You won’t get away with all of this by playing on me anymore.”
“What if I don’t just move on? What can you do? “There is no one higher than me in this tower.”
“I will speak to the owner of the tower through Daemonium. “What kind of things are you doing?”
“… That’s fun. “Because I also wanted to see the owner of the tower.”
Ordin let out a long sigh, turned his body into white smoke, and flew right in front of the Dead Lord.
“Maybe you people in the lower levels of the tower don’t know. “Since when has the owner of the tower been absent?”
“It took me a long time to realize this too. “There was probably no one at the top of this tower while this world was repeated three, or at least four or five times.”
“Well, what does that mean?”
“Let Baphomet hear what he has to say. “I plan to stop this guy who has been fooling us all.”
“The guy who has been deceiving us all and trying to erase the existence of the tower.”
Ordin stopped talking, raised his head, looked at the top of the tower, then grabbed his spear and threw it towards the ceiling with all his might.
“The only being who knows the way to the top of the tower, the dragon.”
“The guy started moving. So hand over Joanna Arc.”
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