Sanzen no Souru Supina

"So, in the end, what did Bloom Tide do? If we are to say that it is you, the fake gods, who have actually changed the world. What the hell did Bloom Tide do to humanity, a runoff of Nerd stacked in the Garden?

At some point Snow and the scribe are progressing like swimming in the universe.

This is one of the manufacturing lines that once drew on you.

Production plant de-gravity to efficiently produce a giant body.

It was a pseudo-reproduction (emulated) of it, the secretary said.

Indeed, the wreckage like it floats, reminiscent of the carcass of a giant organism.

In the flesh rising off the ground with one kick. At first it was a confusing snow, but it took the advice of the clerk and quickly grabbed the hang of the move.

Next to it, the clerk continues as he escorts Snow.

"Bloom Tide had two main meanings. One is the transformation of people's consciousness."

"Transformation of consciousness?

"Simply put, it allowed the renunciation of the Will"

"Allow the renunciation of the Will," he said. Can you do that?!

What do you want me to talk about?

The clerk laughed in dismay at Snow's reaction.

'Cause Snow restated as he held his mouth.

"Is it something that you can do so quickly?

"Even the powers you use and the Focus get similar effects. Techniques that hold back agitation and fear, shield the spirit from intense shock, and renounce the Will, which is technically a branch right next door (...)"

"Spindle Skilled People's Incapacity or" Him "Similar to Focus"

With the trick of protecting the spirit, Snow remembered the crown Sion would wear at the top of his head: Astellas.

"But humans can't live without the Will, can they?

"? No, I'm alive, so flat"

"But that means no soul, right? I can't believe the body is the only one alive... so different from the undead."

"There's no such thing as" soul "to man, Snow. And without the will, man can live."

The clerk smiled bitterly at the face snow that he was not convinced.

"" Will "means being lost. It's" will "to wonder which way to go, how to live. Can we get this far?

"Don't get lost, not? Isn't it the likeness of a willing human being who can live without hesitation?

"That's a misunderstanding, Snow. The word" will "is... Right. It means trying to take responsibility for the decision without escaping the magnitude of the question. Bite me down a little bit more."

Naturally, but strangely, Snow makes a face that doesn't fall to his heart.

The scribe says that those who "will" don't get lost... but the opposite is true.

For example, yes. Oh, and the clerk put his finger up and closed his eyes.

The face that makes the question.

"Let's say you confess your love as a woman to Ashley."

"What, hey, hey, why are you suddenly going to Sotch?!

"How about, calm down, calm down, Snow. This is a hypothesis. It's only, suppose, a story."

"Oh no, even if"

Disgruntled Snow's cheeks are already bright red at this point.

It's white, so you can't hide the red tide.

Ignoring such Snow's thoughts, the clerk continued.

"Confess or not. Can I, or is it bad? You can keep asking that in yourself" Hiraki ". That's the will."

"What. That's the Will?!

It's obvious, but it's a snow that doesn't make sense to me.

"Well in this case, between the two great possibilities, you're going to grind. It's when the confession was successful and when they didn't accept it."

Snow's immature "Spindle" jumps up to strike an arrhythmia.

The secretary's story was too realistic, even.

Anything is the real problem Snow has, in itself.

It is also inevitable that the lips will bend to the letter "H".

It's painful.

said the secretary, peeking into Snow.

"Even if it's a story."

"It was. Then let's go on."

Where the wind blows, such as Snow's grumpy voice, the clerk waved his fingers again.

"Should I or should I not confess? This is a serious option. In some cases, it shapes your life. The current ambiguous situation...... leave the zone of no difficulty (safety-zone) to find out the results, or stay in the position as it is and stop there with good friends and acquaintances. I see. This is lost and painful."

Snow turns a blind eye to the clerk's inquiry.

Yes, it's so painful, this way.

I say in my mouth with my toast.

So, prompt.

I just wanted to spend some time talking about this.

"So. As it is the human will that troubles us between this hope and despair."

"As such."

"If you knew in advance the outcome of that action, don't you think it would be unnecessary?

"? What do you mean"

"If you know you're going to succeed in confessing, you don't have to worry, and if you don't, I mean, if love doesn't succeed, it's useless to think about that human being and hurt your chest in the first place."

"Eh. That might be... but"

But you can't do that, Snow asks.

"Confess and it will always come true. If it's useless, I wouldn't even think about it in the first place... you can't do that, can you? 'Cause it's a coincidence if you like it or not. The encounter is a miracle, and it's not manipulated by anyone, is it?

Right, Snow said.

Yes, the clerk replies, not just the human "chi chi".

"If there were no“ connectors (harnesses) "in those humans' heads, and they didn't even connect to" gardens (gardens) "... it would certainly have been difficult to achieve"

"" Ideal Home (Garden) "frees people from misery…"

Many of the words of the relative "Virgin of the Rebirth” one day passed Snow's brain.

In the corner of the extreme battlefield where the mighty "Chihiro" collides, Snow, shivering while being protected by Ashle and Zion, couldn't take her logic right... but now I know exactly what she was trying to say.

"If, indeed,“ gardens "are constantly sucking up and reflecting their" twist "… if" everyone "shares that. And human behavior... and encounters and thoughts... can you do what you think? Could it be?"

But Snow argued.

"That's an operation, isn't it? So you're manipulating your mind."

The secretary told Snow, who had made his talk absurd, to take it.

"Manipulation is not a big deal. You would be right to be tweaking"

"But you're messing with the human mind, right?! Use the“ Connector (Harness) "to mess with your head! That's nothing but manipulation!

As a maiden in love, I guess I felt like I was obsessed with my own love heart.

The sentiment that my thoughts were my own was on my word butt.

"There are some forceful ways to do that, indeed. Right, for example. In the enclosures (domains) of the overloads, such evils go through. But generally," gardens "and“ harnesses "are more subtle."

"A snack... you did something that would erase the Will. What's loose about it?!

"There is a looser and more efficient way to do this than to directly erase the Will. As I said earlier, if only there was a presence on the way that blocked the emotional and spiritual parts, or" chips "from the outside that join the mind. Right, for example. If you can keep from seeing things you don't want to see."

Can you keep me from seeing things I don't want to see? Snow looks surprised because he doesn't really understand the meaning of the word.

"When we talk about extremes - I knew it would be about the overloads. In their enclosed (domain) closed corridors, many humans fail to keep accurate memories. I can't remember well what I was doing and what was going on. I forget so that I forget the muscles of the story I have read to you. The battle of the heroes, the Focus, and of course their presence in the exact sense of overload. The only reason the events in the Closed Corridor are hardly communicated externally is because the place itself called the Closed Corridor distorts the information, or cognition, that people receive through overload manipulation"

"distort cognition"

Snow's expression increased his surprise.

It's just a matter of fact, the secretary adds.

"I now describe it as a distortion, but it offers me a" garden ", which I'd rather call an automatic defense mechanism (safety)."

"In other words?"

"So that the human mind does not have to be badly wounded, the" garden "and the" connector (harness) "interact, and the conciergeous presence that holds between them =" righteousness "becomes a shield to eliminate harmful information, adding or subtracting ways to transmit it"

"" righteousness "? Something new came up again. What's that? Oh, no. I remember you saying something. The“ Virgin Mary of the Rebirth ”guy. That's what he said..."

With his hands on his forehead, Snow traced the origin of the word "righteousness".

Though not far from Theon, a pureblood species, Snow's memory, a half-night demon, is incomparably superior to that of humans and others.

"But what is it - a deputy who is between“ garden "and reality and accepts human troubles and grids..."

"Yes. You remembered very well.“ righteousness "means the prosthetic leg of consciousness, the prosthetic arm of the mind. A supporter created as an aid to a spirit that has been hurt or shattered, and later spread throughout the world. It's about the minded concierges who lean on someone's life."

A “garden (garden)" messenger sent for humanity living in a world that is too cruel.

Snow was able to become aware of its existence for the first time.

For example, because the scribe gave us another concrete example.

"For example... look. Spread the sight in front of you now. The complete prototypes that sleep in their coffins. These twelve species of" righteousness "are the chicks of the eleven and one species that now make up this world: the Worlds End. They are the archetypes of the preserved species.

Encouraged, Snow sees.

Sleep in the sharpened crystal hearse (Coffin).

It's eleven kinds of evil spreading in this world = eleven families of demons and another.

The man and woman wearing the crown of Tsubaki were a conjunction.