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NO.262 The End of the Game IV Should Run to the Present

How many regrets will a person have in his life?

When faced with so many regrets, what kind of hope did you have in your heart?

In the Gulit universe, monsters are born from human hearts and society, but are not tolerated by society.

If they don't encounter the monster controller, they will just hide in a corner of their birthplace until they are discovered and attacked.

Fight back or escape? Obviously, it is not just the monsters that have to face this question. Rather, when you see the above situation, don’t you feel at least a little familiar?
The so-called monsters are the extraordinary and abnormal things that you are unwilling to reveal to others and can only dare to show in your own little world.

They are a microcosm and a side of the inner world of countless people.

However, the epitomes and aspects that are always suppressed, rejected, and denied will rebound one day and will also yearn for understanding and response.

It doesn’t matter if there is no response. If there is no response, then you should respond to others!
The monster of joys and sorrows responds to all joys and sorrows, allowing you to face all the unforgettable past events, right on the horse racing track of Uma Girl!
The runners on the field, the spectators watching the runners, and the extremely genuine emotional guidance direct all the regrets to that one word that appears very frequently.

【dream】

Dreams are blessings, especially for girls with horse ears.

With a dreamer, miracles will happen at your feet.

But dreams are also a curse, making you work for them with all your might and exhaustion, and only those who achieve them can break free.

What kind of regrets do people have on the long road called dreams?

In the pursuit of fulfilling your wishes, how many times have you longed to start over?

“Instance Domination.”

Unlike a certain substitute Shinigami who has an ear disease and can never hear clearly what others say, and even shouts his Bankai very loudly, Trainer Linton, who helps girls pursue their dreams, always speaks calmly, even in a whisper.

Even the incantation for controlling the monster was recited quite calmly, without any trace of hostility.

This is a habit that comes from a monster that has lived in society for many years without being discovered. Even if it has the opportunity to trample on everything, it still bears the scars of social nails.

That scar is a sign of civilization.

Legal systems, political structures, social behavioral norms - civilization is such a thing. It constrains you and educates you throughout the entire process from cradle to grave, shaping a person in a way far more profound than genes.

There is no doubt that it prevents the bestiality from being revealed, but it also cannot truly suppress the bestiality in people’s hearts. Therefore, the development of civilization is always accompanied by wars, crimes, and various forms of destruction.

Omer Linton once thought that it was like a vaccine, a release after diluting the toxicity, allowing society to continue to operate stably, rather than an internal catastrophe sweeping the entire civilization.

Therefore, he has never had a wish for "world peace" or the idea of ​​"eliminating all crime". His regrets are always rooted in the present and himself, in some trivial matters and some major events involving people around him.

"Being mentally prepared doesn't mean you won't be affected by anything. I've reviewed a lesson. What about you, He? I hope you've learned something as well."

In a broken world and a dark empty space, when you turn your head you can see a tall and graceful figure, and the three thousand worlds that figure is looking up at.

Countless fragments reflected countless scenes, and countless scenes pieced together the world of countless people. The huge mirror that seemed to be broken into pieces was actually the monitoring screen of the main control room. At a glance, there were more than three thousand of them.

Considering the number of spectators at the racecourse, you can appreciate the fact that what Omer just said was a pun.

"What did you gain?" He turned his head and looked at Omar when he approached. The confusion from the last second was still in his eyes. "The experience of being eaten by the monster that I controlled?"

"For others, it's probably about making a choice and seeking an opportunity for change, but for you, I think it's about self-knowledge."

"Self-knowledge?"

"I think everyone should improve their understanding of themselves, and a person's regrets can often reveal a person's personality, pursuits, and even social life."

“But what if there’s no regret at all?”

"That's probably your biggest regret," Omar said, looking at the countless lives.

With his current interference with the monster of sorrow and joy, it would take several seconds of processing time to retrieve and glimpse the desired pattern from the dazzling kaleidoscope.

Then he could see Cero in the Kingdom of Light, Lipia in the forest, Xiao Lu in front of the observatory, Hong Kai in front of the giant tree, Qian in front of the dessert shop, Holhaiya in front of the bench, the teahouse in the activity room, Suzuko looking at Omer's back, Aiori sitting in front of the computer, Justice in the strange city and others.

Some people's regrets seem very significant, some people's regrets seem very trivial, and some people's regrets are particularly sharp - referring to the aliens in front of the legion and in front of Ultraman.

There are also some people whose regrets are particularly heavy.

For example, the representatives Chiaki and Cherenina in the rain, the symbol of Rudolf under the eaves of childhood, Narita Shirahito at the gate of the stadium, and Katsuragi's trump card with the agreement in front of him...

Some people are very clear-headed, but just don't want to get out, and don't know how to get out. Some people are really immersed in it, and are so reluctant to give up the vitality of their golden age, and are addicted to another option they once hoped for.

"There are two conclusions. The first one is that you haven't really cared about anything so far, so you haven't seen anything. The second one is that your regret is not in the past, but in the present. You regret not having the same situation as them." Omer raised his arm to show the screens, then turned back to look at her face that was still looking at the group of portraits. "That regret made you stand here instead of breaking free, witnessing everything that others have."

"If it's the second one..." He turned his head and looked at him, "Are you also an illusion created by Genix?"

"If your regrets require an explainer." Omar shrugged, then lowered his head to look at the Beta Demon Blade he had mentioned.

Even though it was inside Genix's body, the texture of the object was very real, the feeling of strength was very real, and even the fatigue from the previous battle naturally returned with the recovery of consciousness. In this case, the physical strength restored by taking a breath should also be real enough.

Although he believed that if more time was given to these people, even those who were still addicted would be able to reflect on themselves, this was ultimately not the time to strengthen their minds.

"I'm sorry, no matter what you think, I have to interrupt you, He," he patted the metal guard of the Beta Magic Blade instead of clapping, attracting the latter's puzzled gaze, "Do you remember the plan we are carrying out?"

"The battle is not over yet, perhaps you can pour out all your worries here..." Before he finished speaking, he heard a subtle and familiar voice. He turned his head and saw a spiral of golden hair with a dark blue texture on the inside.

"Sephirah!" Seeing his new universe raised his hands, he seemed very happy, although it was not visible on his face.

"Long time no see~" Omer, who also raised his hands to press against her palms, smiled and patted her head gently, "But now is not the time to say hello. You can stay with this big sister later, okay?"

"Got it, is that 'CETI'?" the girl looked up and asked the two of them.

He tilted his head, not quite understanding what was said, but Omar nodded: "That's right."

Communication with Extraterrestrial Intelligence/CETI/Communication with extraterrestrial life is undoubtedly applicable in every sense at this moment.

After saying this, he looked at He and said, "Let's get back to the topic."

As he spoke, Omar raised his left hand, with his five fingers in the shape of claws, pointing towards the kaleidoscope in the distance.

"Help me, He, we need to pull out all friendly forces, including police officers, soldiers, special agents, association mercenaries, and security bureau executors."

"That also includes Ghost Snake, Zero and the others."

“…? Can you do that?”

She had controlled the monster of joys and sorrows twice, and each time she was caught up in it. She never dared to hope to control its operation or interfere in other people's world.

“And I don’t even know everyone!”

This is a more realistic issue.

When Linton Office was subjected to cold violence by many official teams of the group action, He, as a member of the office, did not even realize it because she did not care about those people at all.

"It's ok."

Still maintaining the five-fingered clenched hand gesture, Gilbaris's dragon head flashed across his face.

"I have already locked them, but to defeat these people together requires the full activation of Genix, or even a moment of overload."

"... destroy hope..."

Although the boss seemed to have said something very remarkable, He's sensitivity made her focus all her attention on the cruel words.

"Yes," Omar confirmed her hesitation simply.

"They couldn't let go of those expired hopes until they got a response from Genix."

"Although I think there is nothing wrong with the world of illusion, our enemies may not be willing to indulge in it."

Ma Zhongpeng had once demonstrated the correct operation, although the strong will of a love-sick high school boy was difficult to replicate in a group of criminal aliens.

But when it comes to strong will, or simply put, persistence, there is no shortage of this kind of thing in the hearts of the Avengers.

"For the present, we must pull them out of the past..."

For a person without a past, should he be excited or ashamed? Before he could come to a subconscious conclusion, he heard the boss ask in surprise: "What are you thinking about?"

"Who allowed them to daydream during work hours?"

"Uh……"

This sentence that fully revealed the cruelty of capital was like cold water poured on his mixed feelings, leaving He not knowing how to react. He even subconsciously glanced at the minor beside his legs.

However, the minor met her gaze, not avoiding it, and asked, "Is 'Fliament' still not connected?"

"Blessings, come on, 'FELT'."

The minor seemed more eager to exploit the employees than she was.

Fliament/filament, fiber, the raccoon dog understands the meaning of this word, but what does it mean here?
I still don't understand. The only thing she understood was blessing, but...

Is this a blessing? As for what to do next... He was a little confused, but when she saw that Omar's left hand had changed from a claw to a pincer, parallel to his vision, in a posture that she was very familiar with, she didn't care so much.

She also raised her hand, but it was her right hand, and used the angle between her middle finger and ring finger to create a partial field of vision. Then, without any guidance, the feeling of controlling the monster brought a synchronized pulling feeling, allowing her to easily follow the other party's guidance and recite the spell that synchronized their hearts together.

"INSTANCE DOMINATION!" x2
At the moment when the red light burst out from his pupils, He still maintained his control posture, stabilizing the world of other minds, but Omer Linton suddenly raised his hand and twirled his fingers, as if crushing something, and instantly clenched it.

Bang! ! !
The shattering sound was extremely crisp, yet it had an exceptionally heavy texture, coming from the moment when nearly a thousand hopes were unified and shattered.

(End of this chapter)