The Place Where He Was Reincarnated Was Hell - The 300-Year-Old Frontier Defense Line of the Margrave Family - Episode 30
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A pure space where neither light nor sound exists, even before the beginning of the universe.No
Or perhaps it is the final destination to which all existence must return. A world of darkness where time and space have no meaning.
At the center of it all is the existence of “I”
Currently.
What fills this darkness is the authority of my existence.
And, my relatives devoured this being, and filtered the life and soul energy back into me through magical power.shadowworld
It continues to accumulate like this, maintaining and strengthening my very existence.Sediment
——But now.
SedimentCage The energy that should have continued to accumulate like this stopped.
An incomprehensible discomfort ripples through the core of my being.
It was a sensation similar to hunger…
What should be fulfilled is not being delivered.
The magical power that should have returned was not there.
My family devours the existence of this world and offers their magical power, their lives, to me, creating a beautiful cycle of the world.shadowabyss
This is the providence of the universe that is me.
It’s an activity that has never been interrupted since I put down roots here. .world
That has become evident over the past few days.Disturbance
EatGet it.
increase.
And then it returns to me.
This simple and beautiful circle has been broken somewhere.
The magical power returning from some of me was weak and faint, like an empty shell that had had its soul extracted.shadowdistorted
And many of them…
It simply “disappears” without any incident.
It’s as if it had never existed in the first place, WorldForia
— Impossible.
They are my relatives, but they will not return to me.shadow
How can any of this be disruptive to My Providence?world
Could it be that my beloved children would refuse to return to me ?arm
Irritation rises.
The screams that send bl00d and flesh flying, the sounds of bones shattering, and the agony that melts the brain are all whispers of love to me, and they are what I find pleasurable.
It must not happen that they do not reach my ears and that they do not come back to me. It would be a pity if they could not come back to me.
Don’t be ridiculous.
We traverse the depths of power to find the cause.
Where is the center of this phenomenon?
Where are my beloved children returning to?shadowNo
I followed the thread of perception, crawling through the gaps between worlds.Reason
It is the tongue of the abyss that I have stretched out since I fell into this world. Through the flesh and bl00d of the abyss, I can fully enjoy everything in this world.armshadow
Countless threads of sensing stretch out from the bottom of the abyss, converging towards a single point on the ground. The threads converge towards a single singularity.
–Vanguard Territory
These are the families to whom I gave my blessing in the hope that they would achieve “ideal maturation.”
The adorable lineage dominates my garden.spiral
And the front line of the garden.
Frontline.
–why?
It’s unusually quiet.
It should be filled with tens of thousands of endless joys and the scent of bl00d.
It’s my place, though.
I can’t hear the “voice” that should be there.
Only one person can check.
A torrent of abnormal magical power was released from one of them, and my king’s “vanished” shadow, Eclipse
–The magic I gave you hasn’t returned
He dug the thread of his perception even deeper into that one point.
The earth was covered in bl00d, mud, and rubble.
At the center, standing or falling, is one entity.
—That was still a young being.
ah…….
What a thing to have done.
You were born with my blessing, were raised for me, and were meant to be my food.
Why are you disrupting my providence and returning my magic, my soul, to nothingness?
——Oh, no way…
How awful…
It’s unpleasant.
I want to mess it up with my hands
However, the strange, magical power emanating from it bothers me.
A glow so foreign it seems to distort this world. Foria Reason Disclaimer
This is completely different from the blessing of the god Elysium and the blessing of the authority I have given you.
–That was…
It is a power that fundamentally does not exist in this world.
Something else…
Yes… To put it simply, it’s an external power whose concept is completely different from this world, where gods and the like don’t exist at all…
Once upon a time, you broke me and brought me down
He is close to the authority of the Fire Star, the god of war.
I remember the hateful power of “denial” that was engraved into me. Residue
That is…
It should never be possible for a counterfeit like “magic” to be used by humans.
The logic of the outside world.
Ahh… should I say ” of “?The Outside WorldReason
The fact that I had completely wiped out the being that was created through my authority, along with all of its magical power, denies the mystical nature of my existence, its absoluteness.shadow
A tiny human being should never be able to even touch its outline.
—What is that?
Curiosity overrides discomfort.
Ah, interesting.
This is unexpected.
For example, my Vanguard uses powers other than [Blessing].
And what’s more, it’s ” no “?The Outside WorldReason
A “dark world” unfolds within the black rock.
It remained still here, trembling slightly.abyss
Was it anger, joy, or simply an expression of some other emotion that I couldn’t understand?
Who the hell is that little kid?
No, wait… I remember seeing that face.
“Where did I see it…?”
abyssHis thoughts coiled around her like a snake, devouring the young Vanguard and the 『 of 』 that was overflowing from it.The Outside WorldReason
I touch my brain with my hands and evoke memories.
Falling into this world, Foria
Three hundred years. In those drowsy hours, there were only a handful of faces I recognized.
Despite that, that face felt strangely familiar.
So much so that it is burned into my memory
I’ve felt strange stares ever since then–
“…the concentration of my blessing, and…this power…”
The door to my distant memories slid open with a clang.
No, like being torn apart
— He forced it open.
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The time was approximately three hundred years ago.
At that moment, I felt a presence watching me from somewhere “outside” time.
It was a clear gaze.
But it wasn’t transparent. As if looking through the other side of a mirror, I saw a calm, hungry intellect, certainly trying to understand the existence of “me.”Pregnancy
–The divine existence that I am.
I interfered with the source of that “gaze.” Using my authority, I peered back into the depths of its soul.
The person there was a young child with a childlike face.
And yet, his gaze was neither frightened nor distorted.
Those eyes that stared back into the abyss were straightforward, foolish, and did not attempt to accept me, just to understand.
–Yes, that is
With my presence at that time
That strange gaze.
And now, on the front lines of Vanguard, the face of the one who would “erase” my shadow.
It’s magic. It’s soul structure.
Everything coincides with that “being watched over me from the future.”
____That’s the name.
I must have carved it then.
“Victor” –
That memory and the present are horrifyingly connected by a sticky line of bl00d.
…Ahaha…!!
…Ahhh… Aaaaaaaaaahhhh!!!
From the depths of the world, a roar that seemed to twist the laws of the universe erupted from my dark world.
It is neither joy nor sadness.
An indescribable, primordial “impulse.”
A crazy cry of birth that cannot be distinguished as that of a god or a devil, just that of a mother.
“I found you again… I found you again… Victor…!”
The threads of perception go out of control. They are no longer tentacles capturing prey.
Piercing the bone, drowning in bl00d, and crushing the heart, like arms trying to embrace “my child”–
“Finally… Finally, I’ve met you…”
Three hundred years of my existence
The first and only person I ever laid eyes on.
It wasn’t understood.
It was not accepted.
But I was looked at.
We made eye contact.
My name was called.
A true look into my existence
The only child.
“You’ve finally come to me… in this day and age… to me…!”
That “resistance”
I felt an overwhelming sense of love.
Even the method of killing me, denying my providence, and “erasing” the magical power that was supposed to return to me through the laws of the outside world.shadow
This is not a rejection…
Ah…I see.
“Playing”
Playwell gentle bite.
Like a child who shakes off his mother’s hand, only to come back.
——I’m sure that’s the case.
“Even though you don’t understand, you are still so adorable…”
Why does Victor resist?
Why use something as foreign as the “laws of the external world”?
Why do you not rejoice in my blessings?
Why don’t you return to me?
…I want to understand that.
Ah…
I want to drag it into me and swallow it all right now.
“If you are with me… You will understand, right? Your ‘heart’, your ‘origin’, and the meaning of ‘power’… all of them will melt away inside of me…”
That is not love.
It’s not an obsession.
It’s a crazy kind of “collecting.”
Abyss Victor became the object of her desire to fully understand, risking her entire existence.
The most adorable and delicious
“The only answer.”
Victor von Vanguard
“I’ve finally met you. My beloved child…!”
However, in between his moments of joy, the cold-hearted thoughts of an evil god emerge.Torrent
The appearance of her beloved son Victor is a joy, but she cannot accept that her beloved son should negate everything she, as a “mother,” has prepared for him and even take away her fundamental magical powers.
Victor’s existence, of” he possessed, and the fact that it had completely erased me meant that I needed to reconsider my strategy in this world. The Outside WorldReasonshadowabyss
Simply overwhelming them with sheer numbers would not be effective as long as there was someone like Victor around.
“—If so many people are being erased, it will cause problems.”
Abyss thinks.
The singularity that is Victor, and the alien power that is the “Law of the Outside World”. To deal with these, I need to strengthen my shadow, my pawn. Quantity alone is not enough.
“Let’s change the shape. Not quantity, but quality. Or to something stronger that even Victor’s ‘of’ can’t erase so easily. “The Outside WorldReason
Abyss makes a decision: to make a special arrangement to welcome his beloved son, Victor.
We are too much to let him play with the toy called “no” that he has. The Outside WorldReasonFragileshadow
He needs more strong players who can entertain him.
What is needed for this is a reorganization of existing clans and a qualitative strengthening of them.
“— It’s also necessary to strengthen the strength of your existence. Let’s gather mine in my world and organize them.”shadow
” The ” are limbs and eyes, and are excellent companions for collecting magical power.abyssshadow
The idea was to temporarily remove them from the front lines, melt them down, mix them, and “reorganize” them in the dark world of, thereby creating individuals with greater existence strength.abyss
It was a kind of “love” to deal with her beloved son, Victor Abyss
A more delicious and enjoyable toy. Creating a “playmate” for Victor.
During this process…
Suddenly — he said something silly like “curse” meshadow
I sensed a disturbing presence.
Far away, the royal capital of Adriana.
It captured the wave of emotion that followed Victor’s lonely struggle at Frontline Fort and the news of his safe return to Middle Line Fort Abyss
“The moment the arrival of the hero Victor sparked new hope, the human spirit lit up…”
Abyss has a fundamental inability to understand human emotions.
Negative emotions such as fear, despair, and anguish are familiar and dear to us.
However, emotions such as “hope,” “courage,” and “admiration” for “heroes” are incomprehensible and appear as a strange, dazzling “light.”
It was beyond the understanding of the Abyss.
Stupid brilliance.
— I find this hard to understand…
This thinking includes a criticism of.Mockery
“— People who rebel against me and follow my shadow seem to be called “heroes.”Slaughter
And in that existence, we find a “light” called hope… Ah, humans are foolish, yet so foolish and lovable.”
abyssThe scene, the brilliance of emotion, seemed so ludicrous, so meaningless.
No matter how much we resist, in the end, humans are nothing more than insignificant beings dancing on top of me.palm
That momentary “light” is nothing compared to the darkness of the abyss, and disappears in the blink of an eye. Dust
What was born from that realization was a cold pleasure, akin to contempt.
“-It doesn’t make sense and it’s ridiculous.”
abyssIts presence causes a small, twisted tremor in the depths of the dark world.
It was laughter.
abyssHer beautiful red lips were greatly distorted, and she glared at them.Laugh
And then contrast that light with your existence.
” If that is the ‘light’… then I, as the ‘shadow’, shall follow in your footsteps.”hero
abyssAbyss This will resonate throughout the entire Eclipse that exists on Earth.
It was a cold command, issued from the depths of the abyss, that shook the soul directly.
Now that the “light” of his beloved son Victor has grown stronger, the “shadow” must also respond to it. To grow darker, to grow deeper, to follow and engulf the light.
Activity at Frontline Fort and the Eclipse that was supposed to be heading there had dropped abnormally.
The most powerful individuals disappear, and the ones remaining are weak or merely common soldiers.
It was an eerie silence, like the tide going out.
The people of Vanguard will be confused. They will return to me without understanding what is happening.
“The stronger the light, the deeper the shadow…”
Abyss watches with delight as its ” ” gather together, form, and then rearrange.shadowWriggle
For Abyss, the process of creating new pawns is a new “creation” and an expression of twisted love.
It was a special preparation to welcome her beloved son, Victor.
Now, let’s prepare the best stage.
So that you can experience to your heart’s content the reality of his existence, Mother Abyss Amazing Easy
Eventually…
The threads of Abyssal sensing stretch to the distant Middle Line Fort.
To that young Vanguard, sleeping in his bed in the medical ward. My dear, dear, beloved child.
“You rejected my blessing. You took away my beloved child. With the abhorrent power of ‘no ‘, you disrupted my providence….Ahh, you are a troublesome child who requires a lot of care.”The Outside WorldReason
He speaks as if he is scolding his child, Abyss
This is the flip side of distorted love.
Victor’s resistance stimulated the being and brought new pleasure.abyss
He had never imagined that the beloved child he had been searching for would be someone who could bring him so much joy. Hurry, hurry, he wanted to devour every last bit of her. He wanted to understand.
“Wait for me, Victor. The greatest stage and your beloved mother are waiting for you.”
Millions of people are gathering, and the sense of destruction is growing.shadowWriggle
It’s the calm before the storm.
A terrifying omen before the lid of hell’s furnace is opened.
A new form of “love” from Abyss is now being created.
More powerful, more cruel
In preparation for “welcoming” Victor.
–Ahaha!
Ahahahahahahahaha!!
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