| Author: Himezaki Shiu | Original Source: Syosetu |
| Translator: Jiro | English Source: Re:Library |
It was time to bid farewell to my inn. (For the second time today.)
Although the storm looked brutal and I feared that a typhoon might appear, after giving it some thought, I decided it would be fine to leave. I didn’t need to worry about clothes, so I just put my things in my bag.
(Wait… Won’t the bag get wet? Won’t then the stuff inside get wet?)
As of right now, I only had two things inside the bag, money and my Adventurer’s Card. I wasn’t sure what one would pack for a normal trip. I guessed it’d be things like food and water, and probably weapons.
But I didn’t need food or water. And I could always create a copy of the bow I always used, so even if I threw it out, it wouldn’t affect me. Just being a Demigod made traveling so much easier. It was a really good species.
With that, it was finally time for me to set off.
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I walked energetically through the pouring rain. The raindrops falling on my face and the wind hitting my clothes felt pleasant. It made me feel like I was one with nature.
My state of mind seemed much more detached from that of ordinary people. In fact, I’d faced a slight issue before coming here. Namely, the innkeeper who was trying to stop me.
If someone had told me that a 14-year-old child was about to go out in a storm, I too probably would’ve tried to stop them. Naturally, I felt it was a welcome nuisance.
I’d told him that I didn’t have the money to stay one more night, to which he’d offered to let me stay for free. He was a pleasant person, but unfortunately, we weren’t a good match.
I would’ve rather seen him show that kindness to the two from the Neutral Team. After all, I’d cared for them before I died, and I wouldn’t like to see them die.
Walking in the rain had one thing that made me really happy, and that was that I didn’t meet anyone.
I could walk down the middle of the street without a second thought. Although I’d leave footprints, they would soon be erased by the strong rain, so I didn’t need to worry about them.
I thought this was a good chance for me to try and run, and so I did. As I ran, I was shocked by how fast I was going. My body felt extremely light. Although my clothes clung to my body, they didn’t feel uncomfortable at all.
(They do have Extreme Comfort. They’re God Items, alright.)
After running for several hours, I noticed the rain began to weaken. I was currently on a forest path, so I figured it might’ve been due to the tree crowns shielding me, but that didn’t seem to be the case.
The rain hit the leaves, and the weight of the raindrops made the leaves warp and bounce. The sound of rain was also muffled by the forest.
If I were to take shelter under a tree, I’d probably set the stage for a novel scene. A rainy day and a meeting under the limited space of a tree’s crown. I couldn’t help but think I’d read something like that.
Although I would mainly read light novels, I didn’t shy away from a beautiful piece of literature and would happily immerse myself in it. In a sense, I was currently on my novel pilgrimage1.
Although it felt a bit off, this whole thing felt quite new to me because I’d never been to places that I’d read about in stories. At any rate, I was still soaked to my bones. I was like a fish just taken out of the tank.
Thinking back to it, I had yet to eat fish since coming here. I’d also stopped eating as often. That, however, was beside the point; I still couldn’t figure out why the rain had suddenly weakened.
I felt it was because the collapse of the world was gradually beginning to manifest itself. Although it was just the rain for now, these changes were becoming more apparent.
The changes would likely continue to appear faster, and it wouldn’t be long before we started experiencing earthquakes. Even though I said this, I doubted that such changes would happen in the next few years.
However, for the world, several years were nothing but a moment. The world existed for tens of millions, hundreds of millions of years, so its view on time was different from ours.
Thinking that the world is on the verge of collapse, the sight of a well-maintained road running through an untouched forest evoked a sense of dystopia, which was profoundly intriguing.
I liked the theme of buildings decaying in forests.
I could totally understand ruin enthusiasts. Finding something wouldn’t necessarily make you happy; rather, you could encounter a heartbreaking sight that would bring you down.
However, it was the stimulation of the heart that was amazing. I missed my Chūnibyō days when I would imagine the end of the human race. It was strange because now I could see it all. The end of humans. The end of the world itself.
I was slightly intrigued by what would happen to the world after its collapse. I even wanted to try walking on top of it, just like I was doing now. Would it even have a place for me to walk on?
If not, then it would feel incredibly sad. Just like trying to play an abandoned MMORPG. Not that I could talk. I’d never actually played one like that. The only MMORPG I’d ever played was still being actively updated when we were summoned.
(Wouldn’t it actually be better if I just switched sides and tried to destroy the world? Should I just become a Demon Lord?)
“Hey, God.”
“God isn’t your AI assistant, you know? What’s up?”
“So you know about that? Though it figures, you did answer to OK, GODGLE.”
“Of course, God knows about that. This world’s magic is quite developed, you know. Creating something similar is quite possible.”
“I guess it is. Of course, it is.”
I wasn’t sure if anyone would actually make one. After all, it would likely be even harder than making a Magic Sword.
“So, what is it?”
“I wanted to confirm something. My task is to only gather the spirits, right?”
“That’s right.”
“After I’m done with that, can I make the world my enemy? I might end up breaking it, though.”
“Do whatever you want. It won’t last more than 50 years anyway. It wouldn’t be strange, even if it broke right now. It’d just be a calculation error.”
“Roger. I don’t have a set plan as of right now, but I’ll tell you if something comes up.”
“Sure, sure. Do your best.”
Clang! Ring~♪ ring~♪ ring~♪
No, no. It’s wrong. You’ve got it all wrong, esteemed God. The ringing happens when you call someone.
