My presence is gradually getting farther and farther away. My soul fells like it escaped out of me.
Although Iâm not using the VR machine, Iâm feeling this usual sensation of using it.
I slowly come to my senses and gently woke up.
Seeing a snow-white room around me was quite unpleasant. This is the sixth time that Iâve seen this room. The starting point of IRURANDE.
I was inside a huge transparent cylinder type container. A lukewarm liquid fills the container making my skin transmit a slimy sensation.
ăHow do you do, drifting soul. I am in a sense what you call God!ă
A girl with characteristics of having pink hair and a genderless face, a familiar face Iâve always saw within the gameâs starting-point.
ăDo you understand what Iâm saying? Just in case Iâll bestow you the language and common sense of this world. Come, let me hear your voice, your first cry in this world.ă
From deep within the self-proclaimed God was looking very happy.
I opened my mouth. The liquid started to flow inside my mouth but strangely I was still able to breathe.
ăHello,worldă1
It was my unbreakable rule to always say this in the beginning. I waited for the reply with anticipation.
God as always, blessed your new life and answered.
ăYouâre always like that, right? sometimes itâs good to change and try something different.ă
However, God said a totally different line unlike from the game was outside his expectation.
ăFufufu, surprised? Until now, was just a game. But, itâs different from this point onward. Well itâs time for you to wake up and see reality. The new life that you yourself has chosen.ă
The container started to cracked then it broke, and I was thrown out together with the liquid filling it.\nâăâăâ
ăErr, should I call you Souji? Or is it better if I call you by your in-game name âClandâ that you usually use?ă 2
Souji is my real name. Cland is my game character name.
ăSouji is fine for me. But, I want to severe the uses of my former real life and anything related.ă
ăO~K! I understandă
âMemo~âȘ Memo~âȘâ while saying this God writes my name on the parchment with a quill pen.
ăNow, I want to hear something from you?ă
ăFirst of all, I want to know if itâs true that this is not a game anymore as you say.ă
ăYup, itâs true. Itâs not just a game anymore. If Iâm gonna put it in you own words then itâs a different world perhaps?ă
ăI seeâŠă
ăNow I understand.ă
ăAfter all, without the use of any VR machine I was sent to this world. Also, I want to believe itâs true.ă
And I donât have problems with it, cause in this way I was able to come to IRURANDE.
ăHmm⊠I understand. In addition, there is only four minutes and thirty seconds left, I usually answer within that time.ă
ăSo thatâs it. Itâs the time limit.ă
ăThere are limitations on how a God can meddle on human lives and how much power we can use. I actually used a lot of my power just to bring you here. âŠFour minutes and ten seconds left⊠I actually used up my dormant power as well.ă
As if that was nothing at all, God was laughing cheerfully,
If weâre running out of time then Iâll squeeze all my questions.
ăFirst, God said that this was reality. Then if so, what was the IRURANDE that I was loggin-in so far?ă
ăThat was a game. A simulation of this world that I created using my power. With that game, you have experienced this worldâs future. Because Iâm the Goddess of fate and future. Iâm quite good at this kind of things if I say so.ă
Strangely, I was quite convinced by that.
IRURANDE was obviously overwhelming.
ăFor what reasons, was that game made?ă
ăBecause a hero was necessary to save this world.ă
ăI donât get what you meant by thată
ăMy, my, please calm down. Should I talk in order?ă
With those lukewarm eyes directed at me, looks like God want to say pay more attention. Thereâs no helping it.
ăThere is a rule which states that Gods cannot meddle with the world. I cannot make a hero myself. Therefore, first I made a body that has potential to be a hero. That was the soulless homunculus. Because itâs a taboo to create a soul, I first made the flesh. I use all my power to its limit to make the best homunculus and incubated it for six good old years.ă
God with a âPeta~âȘPeta~âȘPeta~âȘâ patted the Homunculus=Me, seems to like it very much. 3
ăIsnât it strange. As Iâm already used to the game Iâve already known, this homunculus was never strong to begin with. If this doesnât grow as planned I will be defeated by those hoodlums in that side.ă
ăUm, yeah. Because originally I cannot make something that would deviate from a human being. If itâs only a human being with a strong vessel, that I can make. 4But, there will be no meaning in doing that. Thatâs why, I disregard absolute strength and focused on the qualities to its limit. With that the chance of becoming a hero risesă
ăCertainly, this homunculus is overflowing with talent.ă
ăRight?~âȘ But I didnât expect the next problem to be possible. Unless this child grows well, it canât utilized the power within itself. Talent is just talent. I was troubled as what to do after inserting you soul into this child. ă
I understand. When IRURANDE was still just a game there was almost 200,000 players, even using the homunculus to the limit there where some who was not able to succeed.
ăSo that is why, that game is like that.ă
I have just a single hypotheses on this.
ăMaybe, it is like you think it is. Finding the best soul in the game and using it. Only by your worlds logic was this a game, Undertaking selective test of hundred of thousands of players without a sence of incongruity. I disguised this to be just like your fantasy game and let you experience a simulation of this world. And among those people, it was only you who could use the homunculus to itâs best. Thatâs why I called out to you.ă
Such a magnificent speech.
After disguising itself as a game to create a homunculus with the best quality and to look for an appropriate soul, then letting you experience thatâs worldâs future and finally selecting the best soul from hundred of thousands of players and pulls it toward their world.
ăThat was an interesting by-product. The magic you created. Itâs took three hundred years in order to rise up to the same rank as the standard on this world. It will surely be a help to you 5 When it was still a game, advice from a great magician of this world was heard and information exchange created the structure of the magic development. My choice was spot on.ă
ăMagic huh, but I canât access the database anymore.ă
If it was the usual Iâll open the menu and access the database to download those magics but I canât anymore.
The Virtual Development Enviroment for the magic creation manifest inside my mind, but I canât gather any data.
At this rate the innumerable magic that was created and compiled by different players wonât be available.
ăDonât worry, all the exchanged information and registered magic in the database are all inside you.ă
âTon~âȘTon~âȘTo~âȘâ God was tapping my head.
ăTry to recall them, you should know it.ă
ăAahhhhhă
One after another, information flooded into my head.
The magic that all the players from the game developed and the Hints-and-Tips accumulated. And all the information from the real world and information registered in the game rushed to my head.
ăIf my body is organizing the information, then at least give me an index.ă 6
God sipped her tea while ignoring the me who was suffering with information intoxication.
I force the information down with all my power. And she still didnât listen.
ăThis is my game experience, am I right?ă
ăWell you can say that is correct, and at the same time itâs also wrong. This is the calculated result of taking all the information of this world expanding to its end. 7 Naturally, things may be slightly off.ă
ăIn the end, Why is a hero necessary? What actions should I take.ă
ăThe end is coming, thus the need for a hero. I canât say whatâs gonna happened in the end. Meddling with the system is off-limits to us Gods. In the game you experienced, âThe Endâ was not emulated. So I canât say what you should do. This is the limit on what can a God meddle to. I want you to be stronger than anyone else. Thatâs the only way.ă
When God finished talking I stood up.
ăItâs about time. Iâm going to take my rest. I hope that you may find happiness in this world. In a sense itâs because youâre my son. And, the money is in the usual place. Good night.ă
And she kissed my cheek, and with a smileâŠ. and disappeared.
ăSaying such selfish thing and in the end she just disappear.ă
I stroke my cheek. The sensation of her lips still remains.
I became motivated.
To the body with the best talent, crystallization of the wisdom of hundreds of thousands of people from the real world was inside.
Surely, even when the âEndâ comes, Iâll be able to survive.