Chapter 178 – Creation
Occasionally, there comes a moment when I feel a strong urge.
A kind of compulsion that you must act on that impulse.
For convenience, I concluded that it was the touch of an evil spirit.
However, if I follow it right away, as a result, I will face the same future.
Just like me in the previous round, who borrowed the warrior’s protection with one arm and killed Aldern instead.
Will eventually lead to extinction.
That’s why I decided to use it rather than blindly trust it.
If I had closed her eyes and left her Sophia Drin alone, her fate would have been waiting for her witch to come and make her her witch one day.
I didn’t want to.
To make young Sophia aware that she was a witch, I constantly instilled her into it, and similarly taught her the spells she used before.
Of course, she’s not using witchcraft, but using the power of evil spirits, but she wouldn’t know that.
Sophia has become a fake witch, and she will never get out of this hut.
One regrettable thing is that even though I poured half of my strength into it, the power of her evil spirit transmitted to her was extremely small.
Still, the young Sophia was endowed with powers outside of her specifications.
It was too dangerous to let go, so I held her hand and finely tuned my aura inside her.
Aging will not come to young Sophia, and unless it is a dangerous moment, the power of evil spirits will remain suppressed in her body.
All work to be done in this cabin has been completed.
If I don’t leave this space, the narrative of the past that I forcibly put together might bring about an unmanageable butterfly effect while being distorted.
-Sue.
As I brushed the forehead of Sophia, who was soundly asleep, the child’s unique, soft and mellow touch was transmitted to her hand.
For a few days, I adjusted her environment so that this child could live alone, and taught her knowledge.
So, she has to leave now.
Ah Ai is not the forest witch I loved, but a pitiful and tender girl who was hurt by humans.
He was clearly aware of that, but whenever he stroked her hair, her innocent smile aroused desire.
I wanted to heal her festering heart so that I could stay by her side and feel stability and happiness.
‘That… It’s not my role.’
A few hundred years later, what I had to do in the past, to be thrown into this world.
Even if you’re not happy, please, I hope you won’t get hurt.
Raising my heavy body, I left the cabin.
* * *
By offering her toe, Mary Joy became the acting manager, and in exchange for half the evil spirit’s power, Sophia became a false witch.
At that point, the evil dragon, who had already headed to the demon realm, obtained the jewel.
“Lilith, you’re doing well.”
-Suddenly.
I suddenly remembered her and muttered something to myself as I decapitated people with light gestures.
There was no guilt whatsoever.
Because I, an evil god, can’t feel that kind of emotion for a mere human.
Furthermore,
“You guys are devils in human clothes.”
“Please live, live… Cuckoo!”
He kills an old man who rubs his hands together like a fly and bows his head without a moment’s hesitation.
These are fiends, deliberately cruel.
It’s because he struck the back of the head of a lofty vampire family that was friendly to humans and protected the Golden Blood Spirit even when it slowly withered away.
Even if it was other vampires, this family would never have sucked human blood.
The last survivor, who was lucky enough to survive, lived on the blood of a foal, not human blood, even after hundreds of years.
“Whoa…”
This is the grand mansion of Joanna’s family, Mitienye.
Apparently, trying to use the hints of the evil god became a problem.
Right after a strong urge came to me, I quickly moved my legs and arrived here, but immediately after all the members of the Mitienye family had been murdered.
Is it a will that will not tolerate changing the future?
Even so, it was ambiguous to use my memory to move faster than the evil spirit’s inclination led me.
At some point, whenever it affects the world,
—Ashte
Because the character Ashter was engraved in the space like this.
This name should not be widely known.
Whether the name Ashter is positive or negative, if it becomes famous, the future will change greatly.
After wiping off the blood on his hands, he looked at the victims of the Mitienye family one by one.
Naturally, Joanna was not there.
“By the way…”
He hid such a huge mansion well.
If it had existed in a conspicuous place, it could have been saved.
Among them, the corpse of a female vampire who resembles Joanna caught my eye.
Hair the same color as her black hair before she unleashed her true ancestor powers.
“I am sorry for being late.”
I tried to leave the mansion after closing my eyes for a while and having a moment of remembrance, but the door to the basement exuded a strangely gloomy energy.
I headed to the place where I had some processing done to disrupt cognition.
Nothing special, but I had plenty of time.
When I lightly tore the door open, a space with letters written on the wall in red appeared.
Since he was a vampire, there was no way he was a pagan, just a kind of place of worship to worship his ancestors.
I raised my head and looked at the letter with the darkest red color.
—Her soul to the one who yields her blood of her own will—
Letters that seem to have been cut off a bit.
The words of a vampire once passed through her head.
―There is a legendary saying that has been passed down in the families of all vampires since ancient times. Offer her soul to a human who gives her blood of her own will…
Apparently, this is where it came from.
As she stretches out her arms and clasps her hands in the air, the faded letters begin to darken as if time is going backwards.
This level of interference is not too difficult for me.
The letters that appear
―The soul will be saved by those who give blood of their own will―
It was a short letter that read, “You will be saved.”
But even that was enough to deny Joanna what she had known all her life.
“You are very mistaken, Joanna.”
It’s not that you’re offering your soul to me, but that you’ll be saved by me.
Going through a repeating world would have been the same for Joanna.
Not just her, but everyone in the world.
“You are not wrong.”
I will cut off the countless repetitions with my own hands.
* * *
There was more I didn’t know than I knew.
Is it Ilya who hides the truth and tries to move me as intended?
Or is it me from previous episodes that paved the way by endlessly repeating and accumulating information?
Either way, it was disappointing.
Right now, I’m so frustrated that I’m annoyed.
“Lethe.”
This world was created for that existence.
I knew it as her place of exile, but in fact, it was her resting place only for her.
An evil god that was derived from reality and was supposed to suffer forever on this earth.
Her hero, who loved her evil god, plunged her into her oblivion and turned this place of her exile into her resting place.
Such an evil spirit,
―Ah, ah, ah, ah-!
A year ago, it appeared here, in Raham Village.
… In the form of a newborn child, as if trying to prove that he had just been born.
The sight of her wrapped in old cloth and abandoned by her parents, placed at the door of the village headman, was fitting to arouse sympathy.
As if aiming for it.
However, there are things I can know because I have observed this place for nearly a year.
It was not abandoned by her mother or father, but Lethe suddenly appeared like a mirage.
Like it fell from the sky.
That wasn’t particularly surprising.
The reason I’m frustrated right now is…
“Yurgon, why can’t I see this bastard?”
Five years have passed since Lethe appeared in this village.
During that time, I couldn’t find young Jurgen anywhere.
I searched all over the Kingdoms and the Holy Empire, just in case, but I couldn’t find the ugly child who was presumed to be Yurgon’s past.
The surname Granvalt was not helpful because it was the surname he received after being selected as a hero.
“Wherever… For a moment.”
Suddenly, an unpleasant family came to mind.
An evil god is literally a god.
However, he was a destructive and evil-minded god.
If I hadn’t split my ego in two, I would have been a fucking bastard who was only thinking about destroying the world.
Yes, even so, God is God.
If that’s the power of a god… Wouldn’t it be possible to easily create at least one artificial life form?
“I guess not… ?”
However, the thought that it would be realistically possible with the power of evil spirits made him feel like his throat was clogged.
If I am the creator of Jurgon,
“That bastard… It means he is my son.”
I vomited at the exploding refusal.
Of course, they are not biologically parents because they are not born normally, but…
I calmed down my reluctance and decided to try it first.
So far, it’s just a ‘maybe it’s possible’ assumption.
After raising their strength and uniting, they form the ugly face I remember.
If I had created Jurgen, why did I in the past make him look so ugly?
‘…’
No way… Beatrice, Neritiel, Osiel… No, you weren’t worried that Hyeji might fall for you, right?
No matter how I say it, it was too ugly.
In the process of creating something, the power of the evil spirit escaped in a lump and was destroyed.
Because it’s an evil god, it seems the risk is quite high to use power in this direction.
When my time of concentration was over, I opened my eyes.
Then the thing I created was looking at me, blinking.
Even at a cursory glance, this was baby Jurgen.
‘Oh, fuck.’
Ilya or the reason why I hid the truth in the past, I felt like I knew a little bit.
