Sanzen no Souru Supina

Ildamegli Ladame- Ida takes the stance that "ideals can only be realized at the end of madness".

No, the Ethereal Innovators who parasitize the king's complexion into the salon of the great power as he intertwines, and he is a completely different species of creature, with the same wording to recite, but there is a difference between heaven and earth in the weight of the practices contained therein.

Ida is already transcendent. Beyond the walls of the race, it may be said.

Over the past few hundred years we have actually repeated dozens of self-cutting, sutures, healing and fusion, and this body no longer has a small part of it, such as its original flesh.

It is often referred to as "Slenderman” in particular among the "mad old Doctor” and his fellow citizens because of its unique appearance.

Ida favourably accepts the nickname (or nickname) when it is quite a targeted expression.

An odd foot-length uncle who gives the stray lambs a stirrup to “evolution” (...).

It's also anonymous, impudent.

Excellent, Ida even remembers to rejoice.

Isn't it an ideal embodiment at all?

"Ida, do you understand that I tied my hands with you creeps for this day (...)"

In such ida, there is a built-up beam of earthspiders that speaks in ambiguous terms: Cal.

Ida thinks it smells like water.

"Didn't I tell you it was unnecessary between us to wear clothes on your teeth such as creepy, allies: it's Calcasas. Let me get this straight, it's horrible. He said it was disgusting. And even hateful. Nevertheless, we are in an alliance, a community of destiny, and we are inclined to split-- oh, what an honest relationship this is."

"Why don't you tell me you're avoiding it because you can put it up on the edge of your mouth? But if that's the case, I dare say, let's get straight to it. Desolate god: Ibizus, and Ismagalum, who took it, came back to the land."

"If Omae had said it was for this day, that's what I would have done. Sometimes I don't want to talk about it."

Cal stared at the creepy man.

Even compared to Cal, who is long, Ida is still one tall head.

Even though it's a terrible cat back, you have to look up, so Cal is guessing that if you stand up with your spine properly extended, you'll have about two and a half meters.

From Ida there is that indescribable sweet incense of rotten fruit.

Is it a man or a woman? In the first place, I don't even know what kind of organism this is.

It's raw in the description of creepy.

As Ida herself said, fear runs.

Yet when it comes to why Cal talks to Ida, it was none other than because he is the most talkative of the "mad old doctors”.

"Is there a way to put it that far?

"It's a way to capture God, isn't it? Oh, yes, yes, yes. Well, it'll be a rush to get the job done."

Ida responded to Cal with a grin.

"It's not enough to capture. I have to go beyond that."

"We'll just have to eat that now. Eat it up and make it your own."

"I'm tired of killing gods, do you want me to eat them?

Even a sneer with Cal's contempt, Ida accepts it as Gual.

It was unlimited for mankind to perceive that expression as laughing the most.

"But I have truly transcended its existence, and eaten it up, only when I was flesh and blood - if true, so much so that Ida wants to take its place."

Ida's voice is incredibly dry from its appearance.

It's just that it keeps swallowing no matter how much water it pours on Cal, and it feels like it's dealing with a desolate desert sand that never moisturizes - a bottomless hole.

"Then why not try. with Xama's own flesh."

All these years of suspicion here, Cal slaps, but Ida just smiles as creepy as a willow in a storm.

"Who then observes Ida, whether he has transcended God altogether? Besides, experiments fail. Ida hasn't experimented enough yet. Researchers, it's their job to study. You know what I mean?

"I mean, Xama says he's here to repeat that ever incomplete experiment. As for the side to be tried, I want to kill you right now."

"But for that reason, has Mr. Omae endured pain and fear to this day?

And Ida's allegations are sometimes surprisingly accurate.

Since the day I tied my hands, Cal has also been Ida's experimental subject.

The intolerable pain of being plugged and parasitized inside of me.

Disgust that revives nausea.

The fear that my flesh would deform independently of my "will" - I have endured those evils, along with the heavy responsibility of taking charge of the clan, to avenge Izmagalum, but only by that one thought.

Ida knows all about Cal's entire flesh.

I just think so, and I can't wait for Cal to have a different Ida.

Above all, there is no such thing as roughly passion in Ida's gaze on Cal, except that what is there is so innocent and pure curiosity - Cal barely even cares about Ida's own life. Cal fears instinctively for its heterogeneity.

"But when it comes to trapping, you need quality bait, as I've been saying."

"I already have it if it's bait. Elehimera, my sister."

"Oh, and didn't you just let Ismagalum and Ya go hunting for the time being? Sleeve Ida's demands."

Ida pointed and pointed out Cal.

"Give me the Jagri Jagra!! Let me have that awesome Focus! Oh, oh, Cal, boy, oh, my God!

What a worthless thing to do! Cal paid off Ida's creepy, long fingers.

"Family Treasure:" Jagri Jagra "was lost. But Ele played her part in a way. Now that artifact of the ancestral tradition stands on the Princess of the Night Devil: Theonzafir"

"Lost? Do you know where he is? Turn your hand around right now... did you just tell the Princess of the Night Devil, Cal?

"Oh, I just said it"

"Well - it's - it's, it's interesting! No, Cal?

Ida's obsession leans toward events that better satisfy his curiosity.

Physical Modification Device - Evil Focus: It resonates more with Ida's mind that it is still active when it is struck by the Princess of the Night Demon than when "Jagri Jagra" is away from hand.

Though unintentional, it's been a long time since I tied my hands together, but it's a thought/thought that Cal can't understand.

"You crazy old doctors, your hobbies suffer from understanding."

"Not to mention the thoughts of the common sense bearers joining hands with those“ crazy ”people."

Ida continued, not even looking through the stomping gaze of a silent Cal.

"If you do, you have to get ready. If they're gods, they'll show up soon, right?

"That's why I called you here."

"Choose your path to the God-eating, do you mean? So you finally decided to get ready for it?

Because earthspiders are racially eye-prone at night, light fires are lit to tame the sunlight in reverse.

If life in darkness is prolonged, it will make it impossible to adapt to the light on earth.

However, on a daily basis, the lights are minimal.

In the darkness of it, there was a rubbing noise of the chains.

"How long does it take?

Not answering Ida's question, Cal asked.

"There's nothing complete about it, is there? But Mr. Omae has already completed the foundation work... well, maybe five days."

"Finish it in three days"

"Aye, if it's a lunatic opponent, it doesn't bother the roughness of the people. All right, all right, but I'm gonna have to make some adjustments. - I'm gonna change my body most of the time. At this point, you're going to have insurance too, right?

Saying, Ida said, pointing across the stand-up Cal, to the limb of Ele, whose breath is constant in the brainwashing that continues to be added.

"Even if it's plentiful, 30% of the winnings would have been in Kansai Mountain, at least 50% of the time, wouldn't they?

"Thirty percent, you say?

"What do you say, Mr. Omae, Calvo, the man who already stole God and ate him? Give Mr. Omae 30% chance of winning before he eats."

"Incompetence."

"Yes, yes, you're right, whatever, it takes crazy. But with Jagri Jagra, we could have increased the affinity between the prepared God-eating Jaw Gate and Mr. Omae."

Well, you could have just said that, Ida said, peeking into Cal.

"So the trap is better, I want to move on at the same time. It's a waste to just use it for sprinklers. Mr. Omae's Enemy: The motive for Ismagalum to come here, the reason, if you say that's Mr. Omae's obsession with your sister, it's bound to hang if you set him up there. That's the dimension, isn't it? It is a building beam of earthspiders who are skilled in conspiracy counting. You know what I mean?

Ida says to feed the elephant to the trap.

Cal brought them here with his intent.

But there was hesitation.

There's an untrained one. I still think of Ele. Not just as a sister.

"Well, we don't care. It's crazy (...). If the research here is also about time for the tide, the remnants are spared, but there is no other way to flow. Honestly, I don't feel comfortable, but I'm sure this remnants of fame must be wrong because it's more sick or crazy."

Ida said with her long fingers that if she did her chin.

A few seconds of silence.

That's between rushes.

"According to the report - Izmagalum was carrying a true knight maiden. Feed you."

"You didn't even catch him, did you? It's not good for calculation. Right now, we have the best materials here."

"The purity of the true knight's maiden is the source of the mighty Hiraki."

"Anyway, it's used when it comes around to us, isn't it? Do you trust Ismagalum's philosophy of chastity? Mr. Omae, do you want" Chichi "before it matters? The“ mad old doctor "doubts his sanity - there's no joke like this. Besides, if that maiden comes through the great cavity of Siddhara, you don't even know if she's safe."

"Send soldiers, abduct them"

"Ooh, send your own gestures into a pot of worm poison. Ruthless things. So... what if we don't make it?

"At that time... take it"

Use the elephant as bait, as a trap - alter it.

It was Cal who broke it.

For a long time, we knew that the "mad old doctors”, headed by Ida, had targeted Ele and Elma as experimental subjects.

The refusal to do so and his own initiative was also to protect his two sisters from the demons.

Even if it was distorted, Cal loved her two sisters.

But the code that had been imposed on him collapsed by the return of Ibis, the advent of Isma, and the betrayal of Ele and Elma.

"Well, then, I'll wait two days. We have to indulge, so let's wait till sundown the day after tomorrow."

and his lips became a snail of laughter.

That was supposed to be an honest grin that ended the contract, but no matter how you look at it, it was only in Cal's eyes at the grin of a demon who fell on his opponent for an evil plot (hahahaha).

"Well, first of all, Mr. Omae, when you wake up, you're reborn."

Holding Cal's shoulder, Ida leads Cal to more darkness.

To true darkness that you can't foresee even with earthspider eyes.

"Give the family members the instructions they can give. That's right, that's a good boy, Cal."

Ida walks with long limbs on the imbalance.

For one thing, Cal is misweighed.

Ida doesn't have a plan.

Ida's very existence is already conspiracy.