Different Dream Worlds - Reborn Cheats and Mysterious Skills to Build Different Worlds

A person, several times in his lifetime, is put up in a branch of life. It's a way of life, so to speak, of dreaming and making choices about the future self that everyone experiences. Free to go right or left. You can choose whatever you want.

However, various signs hang on the signal at that intersection. Signs can vary from study to stunt to skill. If we do not meet that, we cannot proceed in any direction, nor do we know how the end of the road is serpentine or branching out.

But still, if the signal turns blue, people must go somewhere. Sometimes you'll get up on the sidewalk or walk backwards.

Such an intersection of life - a turning point, sometimes unexpected, occurs like a car accident.

For example, you fall in love at first sight with the store clerk who called you on the street, or someone who accidentally talked to you becomes a lifelong friend?

A branch road suddenly comes that we don't yet know what will happen now.

And in my case, it came when I was five.

"Come on, which god do you choose?

The choice was too great to give to a five-year-old and the number was too high.

"I..."

What do you want to be?

When I thought about it, I remembered...

From the festival, roughly a year.

Ola is finally a charming 5-year-old too.

Even so, my normal life doesn't change extraordinarily, my father lives a goutala exile once a month going to work or not, and my mother slaps my father in the ass like that, kicks him out of the house, and works in housework. Haku is busy sleeping.

And speaking of me, it was dawn on days like running around the village as usual.

However, in the sense that I have been alone a lot lately and there is no look of Dick next door, there may have been a slight change.

I didn't have a fight or anything, but when I'm 5 in this world, it seems like it's time to study for the future and start helping me with my work.

Dick wants to be a knight because of his parents' influence. However, in order to become a knight, it seems common to attend a specialized school called the Knight School, and Dick has been encouraging exam studies towards it for about a few months. He said it was a repeat of his special training.

As a matter of common sense in this world, I enroll in school at the age of 7. They won't accept anything more or less. For that reason, Dick is desperate. They're serious about knights. It's basically a serious Dick thing, although it's easy to get flushed and you can be pissed off for doing evil with me. I'm not too worried about the exam. You would normally take it.

Well, when I say this, I'm not doing anything. Because you don't have to go to school to be a knight, and you don't have the particular qualifications you need to be an adventurer.

So I'm going to say goodbye to Dick once at the age of 7.

I'm sure I miss you, but I'm not saying 'which is more important, me or school' because I can't disturb Dick's dreams.

Because if you do it using an actor skill that has recently evolved from an actor skill, you will regret a lot of things. I'm sure Dick will mellow on me and stop taking exams, and we'll develop into an abnormal relationship.

Nobody wants that. I don't like it either.

That's why I'm currently enjoying Botch, a free man who doesn't have close friends other than Dick. Recent booms have been sunny, cloud observation.

'No, it's still a really good creeping cloud today. I wonder if it's raining tomorrow,' etc., and I'm sleeping on the roof all by myself.

Don't get me wrong.

I don't want to be a lonely wolf, I'm usually just a botch. is just being seen. You're another kind of jerk.

To say that, when I casually spoke to kids my age, they ran away crying, and when I tried to get mixed up with the older boys who were chambered, you were shaken and angry not to mix. If so, one or two down there... you're almost a baby, aren't you?

I mean, when I say what I want to say, the kids are terribly scared of me. The cause is probably the daily deeds and the events at the festival. So, they think I'm scared of the kids.

By the time I realized it, it was already too late. The eyes the kids put on me are the same as the ones they put on Hero Shaw villains.

The only thing that's fundamentally wrong is our parents. Most villagers feel like they plow fields or work less but in commerce, so few knights do adventurers.

If such a villager's child never tires of swinging his sword in the morning, it is normal for him to be angry when he swings his sword. Educational policy is very different from that of our parents who tell us to do more and more.

What would they think if they saw us seriously competing every day?

It's not weird that you're giving the impression that you're just fighting or that you're a dangerous guy. Besides being able to use even dangerous magic. I'm convinced you don't want to play with me.

But is it okay to fulfill it?

After two more years, Dick will go to another city, and there will be no more games a few times a week, making him a real botch.

The 5-year-old says he's old enough to think about his future. Is it time for me, too?

Yes, I was just thinking about having my birthday the other day, looking up at the sky flashly.

One day those days went on for a few days.

When I got home from my morning routine, my father was dressed rarely when he went to work.

"Are you going to work?

"Didn't you just go last week?"

Work is usually done five days a week, isn't it, Father?

By the way, I went to work two weeks ago. I often find it even impressive that that's what our finances are made up of, on the contrary.

But if it's not work, where are you going?

"Ray, we're going out. Get ready."

"What, now?

"You idiot, if you don't go out in the morning, the sun will go down."

Then I want you to say it during yesterday.

"Where are you going?

"Good place."

Good place. That sounds interesting.

I guess dressing up for work will take you outside the village. I'm interested in Russia.

"Okay. I'll get you ready."

I change into a brand new set of adventurer gear that I bought for my 5th birthday. Even so, this is the type of light gear to attach from the top of worn out clothes, but this is the first time I've ever worn this and gone outside, so my face gets nibbled.

Thoracic and knee and elbow covers. Then I put on a leather glove and when I finally carry the seriousness in the sheath on my back, I'm all set.

"Oh, my God, the sword seems to be on the ground. I knew it was too soon."

When I was ready, my mother came to see me. I know it's not my son's sunshine, but it's sweet to see me dressed differently. Only the adult sword I carried on my back seemed a little subtle.

"Why don't you take your usual wooden sword? It must be heavy, right?

Certainly metal swords are heavy. That's one that my father deliberately gave me, bespoke. It may be a consideration that it can be used even when it's older, but it's a little big for this body of a child. As tall as it is.

But if you ask me if it's heavy, it's actually not.

"Yeah, it's okay because I can shake it right. Besides, I need to get this weight."

"Well, it's something you can't use without getting used to from within. But if you get tired, your father will have it."

That's all right. It's not that bitter if you're just carrying it, thanks to the fact that you kept doing it indispensable workouts every day. Although my body is small and I was swung by the weight at first, there has been less of that lately. Well, it doesn't look like a light wooden sword yet, but I don't think it's heavy enough for my father to have it.

By the way, Dick was also given a set of gear for his 5th birthday. I was a little jealous when I asked because my birthday was earlier than mine, but when I saw where I was actually coming, I accidentally laughed.

Somehow, it was like a knight figure. Miniature size.

I mean, just like me now. It didn't fit my back length.

"By the way, isn't your mother coming with you?

Second, when I looked at my mother, she wasn't dressed like she was going out, she had lunch in her hand.

"Yeah, Dick, I was promising to go to dinner with your mother today. Look, he's alive on the spot, isn't he? So I can't go with you today. Instead, I made lunch and set it aside."

"Thank you, Mother"

My mother is a specialist for making lunch in this short time. It's not half as if I'm used to treating my father as if he were to behave without a thump.

That's right, he even left it at the bottom of this thing called planning. I'm just doing a couple with my father.

When I was impressed that way, Haku flew in with a fling.

"What about Huck? Want to come with me?

"Pi!"

Haku landed with chocolate on it when I reached out and he rang one and replied. Apparently he understands people's language. That's the strongest species. Maybe we'll talk about it sometime.

But lately, somehow, I know how Huck feels. The subtle height and discouragement of the ringing. Then, by the way it rings, I feel like somehow I know what I'm trying to say. Maybe one of these days I'll start speaking dragon language too. On the contrary.

When I switched Haku from hand to shoulder, I rushed to my father's place waiting outside.

"All right, you've been dressed! Well, let's go!

"Yeah."

"Pi."

If you say so, I waved my hand back to my mother who would drop me off from the front door, and I chased my father's back as he headed outside the village.

Leaving the village and going down the road for a while, suddenly coming off the road and chasing after my father, who grew depressed, for hours.

The ground gradually changed from flat to climbing. Can you see it from the village, did you even enter the big mountain? The grass and trees around you are too expensive to know where they are at all.

But still, I didn't have any particular difficulty with the minute I followed it, as my father, who would go forward, would step through the grass and allow me to walk down the road without a path.

... Speaking of which, even when I used to run away from home, it was a place where so many trees grew.

Driven by a ready-to-see feeling like that, Ggagging and cute little Gob showed up.

"Oh, you just showed up. Ray, I'll see what I can do. Take it down with your new sword."

"Yeah!"

I nodded and tried to pull my sword out of my back.

But...

"Oh, that...?

I lifted it, but my sword can't pull out of my sheath. That's the first stunning fact I notice.

My hands are short and I can't lift any more!

Oh, my God. It's just too unexpected not to weigh, but to pound at length or something.

Still, my father smiled and watched me struggle to pull the sword out of my back.

No, help me.

I'm the only one who thought that, but I hear Gob didn't like that he was totally turned around and ignored. I barked reluctantly and stripped my fangs out.

"Ghhhhhhh!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh You're complaining about my son, Cora!

Are you raw?

"Fuck off until my boy's ready! You don't even know that! Read the air, get the air!

I'm talking unscrupulous, you father...

Read the air to the demon or whatever it is that already exists. They don't read the air and it's your job to pop up all of a sudden.

"Ggah......"

"Hey Cora, when you talk to people, say it out loud, and you tell them to understand! What kind of education did Temeh's parents give him?

Stop it already. Because Gob is atrophied.

And the education of my five-year-old son telling him to kill a creature is probably good, too, right?

"Kuka......"

Look, 'cause I'm already cute. I'm gonna make it harder for you to fight, so stop it.

I couldn't watch my father anymore.

"Dad, pull out the sword? I tried my best... but I can't pull it out."

"Oh, leave it to me!

My father, who instantly became Darundarn, forgot about Goblin and generously assisted me.

"I knew this sword would look good on Ray! There's nothing crazy about my eyes. What's wrong with Ray yet?"

Apparently, something happened when I bought this sword. Even to her mother, she probably even gave such ultra-scrupulous advice that it didn't fit her back length, but her unjustifiably sensible father nodded contentedly when he saw me with a sword.

..................... by the way, can I say this?

Actually, this is the second time I've seen you with a sword. They said the exact same thing before.

Is this guy really going to be okay? My head.

You're not gonna forget about me one day, are you? I'm seriously scared of you.

"... ok, you made me wait, Gob"

When I was ready, I came out in front of a shriveled, shriveled goblin. Then, Goblin barked, rejoicing that she had finally been granted permission to perform as well, all the way around the garden.

"Ghhhhhhh!"

Enough mood. He also seems to have fully recovered from the depression of the spirit he was hit by his father.

So...

"Gubbia ⁉"

I was asked to leave with one sword.

"Phew."

I managed to get him to do all the goblin work.

No, really, it's a world where demons are scolded and shunned. He said he was here to do his job.

I'm sorry, my dad.

And he said he was apologizing in his heart to the Goblin I was called to heaven.

"That's my boy!

I hope that didn't sound like a compliment for some reason, because of my mind.

Thus, a small hour to repeat the battle and the apology.

Finally, we made it to our destination.

"Here we are, Ray."

That's what they told me, and it was my father's big body that looked up in my eyes from the grass that stomped him. Others are filled with depressing tree colors and nothing has changed from what they did earlier.

Is this a good place to keep it a secret?

No, no way, I put my face to the side from my father's body with my suspicious eyes.

"Whoa!"

There was a beautiful sight there that made me roar unexpectedly.

For the first time in my life, I see animals that live in nature. Some animals, such as birds and dogs, I have seen closely, but the first animals I didn't even know as knowledge were overflowing there.

Is it because the animals are gathered there?

Terribly transparent, water surface bouncing soft light. The only time the animals drop their mouths rocks a calm surface with no waves.

What was there was not the harshness of nature, but the sight of knowing kindness.

"Such a beautiful lake... I've never seen it before"

Colorful aquatic plants stretching from within the lake and young leafy algae spreading to surround the lake. What it creates as one with the lake is a paradise of heterogeneous flora and fauna in the mountains. There must be a lot of prey, but I don't see any demons as one. It's as if this is the only place full of the vitality of life as if it had been cut out of the mountains.

"It's a nice place, isn't it? Others like this. Well, you're welcome. To the best of my knowledge, this is the only place in the world."

Then there seems to be a lot of it, and the words I would normally have thought in my heart, I honestly felt I could nod now that I was fascinated by this lake.

So much so that this lake was fantastic and a beautiful place.

"I like this one. I've been here a while since I was a kid. I was hoping to show Ray some day."

And when I looked up, my father's eyes were nailed to the lake like a child. It reflected admiration, excitement, emotion and various emotions in its eyes, as if it were remembering the past.

"This is where it all started for me. Because I saw this lake, trying to be an adventurer, I thought so. I wanted to find a place like this, so I traveled the world. But I still like this one the best. For me, that's where this place is."

I would have listened to my father if I had noticed. I was listening to my father, who took precedence over the lake and usually only listened in half.

"Ome lives as he pleases, Ray. You can do whatever you want. If you don't mind, you can do anything human."

"I... want to be the same adventurer as my father."

"Damn, that's my boy"

My father scratched and stroked my head with big hands.

"If you want to be, don't be. Adventurers are free. No matter what you do, no matter where you go, you run free through the world as you please"

"Free?

"Oh, it's the freest job in the world"

That's what my father said and laughed, holding me close to the lake.

"Look closely in that eye, Ray. That there are places like this in the world. When you're about to get frustrated, you just have to remember this place."

"Why?"

My father laughs out loud as he lowers his back and rides me over his leg and my question was so funny.

"Damn, it's settled. Because dreams make people walk. Otherwise, you can't do an adventurer. It's not the world that's fun."

Is that a story that comes from my father's experience? I didn't miss the shade in that eye for a moment.

"So dream first to be an adventurer. Without that, the adventure wouldn't start. One day, when you're about to stop, that dream will illuminate your path."

Was my father? Yes, I stunned my mouth trying to put it into words, and I dropped my eyes on the lake.

My father's dream is to find such a beautiful place in the world.

I think it sounds like a very enjoyable dream. In that dream world, the excitement and envy for the unknown I had. There is something that leads to that.

But that's my father's dream. So, what's my dream?

Pursue the beauty of the world in the same way?

No... slightly different.

All I ask is that I want to go to an unknown realm. It's the excitement there.

Similar, but not what my father wants. Inside me, I'm tired of curiosity.

So maybe that's the dream that's in me right now.

It's a concrete dream with fluffy shapes.

So let's find it. The unknown that satisfies my curiosity.

That's the first step in my dream.

Yes, I drew my first dream map in front of a beautiful lake my father showed me.