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My presence goes far. It feels like my soul is falling out.

Even though I don't use VR machines, I get the usual feeling.

Wake up slowly.

A white-white room as disgusting as it is. This is the sixth time I've seen this place. Beginning place in Irlande.

I was in a colorful, clear cylindrical container. The container is filled with solution and a warm, sticky sensation is transmitted through the skin.

"Nice to meet you, soul drifter. I am God!

A neutral girl with peachy hair, a face she sees, a character she meets exactly in the game.

"Do you understand the words? For once, common sense in this world and language gave away. Now let me hear your voice, and your voice in this world."

Sounds like heartfelt fun, self-proclaimed God says.

I open my mouth. The solution pours into my mouth but I can breathe wonder.

"Hello, world"

Always, at first, I decided to say so. I also anticipate a reply.

God always replies that there is no blessing in your new life.

"You're always like that. Sometimes it's different. That's good."

But God said a dialogue that went out of anticipation and completely different from the game.

"Hehe, I'm surprised. Until now, it's a game. But not from here. Come on. Let's wake up. Look at reality. the new life you've chosen."

The cylinder broke and I was thrown out of every solution.

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"Uh, shall I call you Sousuke? Or should I call you Kalando, which you used to use in games a lot?

Sousuke is my real name. Kalland is my game character name.

"The sausage is fine. I want to stop using reality and this one."

"Whoa. Okay."

God deliberately writes my name in a feather pen on parchment while saying notes, notes,.

"Now, what do you want to hear from?

"In the meantime, I want to hear if it's true that this isn't the game"

"Yeah, true. It's not a game. If I may borrow your words, are they different worlds?

"Is that so?"

"You'll be convinced soon."

"Whatever, I just have to believe it if they bring me here without using a VR machine. And I want to believe it."

Besides, it's no problem because they came to Irlande in any way.

"Hmm. Yes. Anything else? I've only got four minutes and 30 seconds, but I'll usually answer in time."

"What is it? That time limit is."

"There are limits to God's interference with humans, and you use your power. I used a lot of force to bring you here. [M] Four minutes and ten seconds. So I use my powers to rest."

Like nothing, God laughs in a flamboyant manner.

If you don't have time, you have to narrow down the number of questions.

"First, God said this is reality. So, what's Irlande I've been up to?"

"That's a game. Except for the simulation results of this world that I made with my power. You've been experiencing the future of this world in games. I am the goddess of destiny and the future. That's what I'm good at."

That said I was oddly convinced.

Irlande was clearly over-spec.

"For what, did you make a game like this?

"Because I needed a hero to save this world."

"I don't know what that means"

"Well, well, calm down. Shall we follow the order?"

I'm turning a raw, warm eye to God.

"We gods are rules that don't really interfere with the world. I can't make heroes themselves. So first I made a flesh of potential that could be a hero. That's that empty homunculus. Making souls is against the terms, so just meat first. You've been dormant for six years, using your powers to the limit to make the best homunculus. I miss it."

God strokes Peta Peta Peta and Homunculus = me in a loving way.

"That's crazy. I know because I used it scattered in the game, but this homunculus is not strong. If you don't grow up, you'll lose to those chimps too."

"Yeah, I am. You can't make things that originally deviate from humans. All I can make is a strong vessel as a human being. But that doesn't make any sense. So I decided to abandon my strength at the moment and be able to bring qualities to the extreme. Then there's the possibility of becoming a hero."

"Sure, Homncrus was full of talent."

"Right? But then I got my next problem. If you don't let it grow well, you won't be able to harness this child's power. Talent is only talent. A soul that can hold this child. I was worried about what to do with it."

I can see that. There were more than two hundred thousand people playing, Irlande when the game was played, or any guy who couldn't succeed using that homunculus.

"Right, is that why it's a game"

I can make one hypothesis in me.

"Probably as you think. I thought if I let them actually use it, they'd find the best soul. Just say it's a game if you guys are in the world, and you can take my selection exam on a hundred thousand basis without feeling uncomfortable. I faked the game and let you simulate this world. And the best of them all, you were the one who could use the homunculus I made. That's why I called out."

What a magnificent story.

To create a homunculus with the highest qualities, and to choose a soul worthy of it, disguise it in a game, let it experience the future of this world, and after choosing a soul out of tens of thousands, draw it to its own world.

"There were some interesting by-products. The magic you created. It's only three hundred years from now that we'll rise to the same level in our world. I'm sure that will help you. When I faked the game, I listened to the world's great magicians and created a mechanism for exchanging information and developing magic, but you were absolutely right."

"It's magic, but I'm losing access to the database."

I often open a menu to access and download a database, but I can't do that.

The virtual development environment for magic creation comes to mind, but I couldn't really go take the data.

As it is, countless sorceries that the players have created are unavailable.

"Don't worry about that, all the magic that's registered in the database you call it, all the data that's been exchanged, it's in there for you."

Tong and God slapped his head.

"Remember, you should know"

"Ah, ah, ah"

One flood of information came to mind after another.

Magic developed by all players in the game, as well as accumulated tactical information. And from reality, all the information that I signed up for the Cockroach game runs through my head.

"If it's your body, you can organize your information and index it in a while."

God sipped tea at ease with me on my ass when I was drunk on information.

I can't help but twist the information. There's still something I have to ask.

"Is my experience in the game correct?

"I can say that's right, and I can say that's not right. That's the result of my calculations for capturing all the information in this world. Sometimes, naturally."

"Finally, why do we need a hero? What am I supposed to do?"

"We need heroes because ruin is coming. I can't tell you what the ruin is. God's restriction on interference is the guy. I let you experience it, even the game is out of ruin. I can't even tell you what to do. [M] This is also God's interference restriction. If you insist, I want you to be stronger than anyone else. That's all."

When God finishes saying so, he rises.

"It's time. I sleep. I hope you will be happy in this world. Because in many ways you are my son. And because there's money in the usual place. Good night."

And he kissed me on the cheek, smiled... and disappeared.

"You just said whatever you wanted and disappeared."

I stroke my cheek. I still feel my lips.

I was motivated.

Hundreds of thousands of crystals of wisdom in the real world to the best talented body.

I'm sure I can survive whatever the ruin is.