Chapter 112 – 112. The Man’s Inner Story
“…Is there something you want to say?”
Dick Johnson.
He looked at Machina and said.
Stories that will continue while the bonfire is burning. What Dick will say to Machina, what Machina will say to Dick. And Machina spoke to Dick with a cigarette in her mouth.
“You tell me first. All I have to say is one word, from beginning to end. Everything about what happened and why you became like that.”
“Now you’re finally looking at me properly.”
“Stop fucking with me.”
“What if that’s the truth? You too must have been affected by that madness to some degree. Although you may not have become like the Demon Sultan or Nyarlathotep, you too were affected.”
The only difference is that they got out on their own, and they couldn’t do that.
Why Nyarlathotep and the Demon Sultan are the way they are, armed with cool-headed reason, unperturbed and unresponsive, and why they are like this.
And Machina was also influenced by coming here, and that was her infinite obsession with herself. And that it has degenerated into madness to bring him back.
Machina’s mechanical soldiers are already established throughout the world.
Powerful weapons created to take Dick and kill Clark. And they only react to Clark, appear in the world, and try to kill him.
And, when Clark dies, he loses his mind and becomes limp like a doll with its strings cut.
“Well, it looks like you did a lot of elaborate and lethal things like before. As a result, the machine soldiers you unleashed will threaten Clark, and that is in line with the Demon Sultan’s purpose. To train his successor and make him stronger. . The pain of not being able to kill that guy will make him stronger, and at the same time, he will survive in a more mean and mean, cunning and clever way.”
“Does that include you dying?”
“Ah, of course. If I die. And if the child I raised survives.”
“Your child…!!”
“They are not here. They are on Earth. And, those children lived and died there. Yes, there are no children of mine, and of course… I know they are not mine.”
“It’s not your child, and in the end, you die while being used by the Demon Sultan’s will.”
“…”
“Are you telling me to just wait and see?”
“I didn’t say wait and see.”
“Yes, I never told you to wait and see. It will inevitably happen that way, and it will inevitably be destroyed like that. In that case, there is only one thing I will do. I will destroy everything. Everyone, you, that Demon Sultan, and the Golden Sun! “
“…No matter how hard you try to trick him, he knows everything, right? And you know that too, right? Solias, who was here, has just as much technical skills as you. Even though he did the digging, the depth of his skills is actually better than yours. “More than.”
Even the process from the creation god’s shovel to being sealed by Nodence.
Also, how sincere Solias was towards humans before he got involved, and how he ended up going on a rampage as a result.
A brilliant cultural heritage from before.
The Elder Gods, who were wary of giving excessive power to humans, destroyed them all, and although they didn’t say anything, they were probably very upset.
That’s why, even if Clark comes out as a cheap person, he has a lot of expectations for a collaborator who can work with him, looking at his own self-sufficiency and being a being who can recreate the things he created.
Lately, I feel like I’ve become strangely calmer.
Well, that’s none of your business.
Undoubtedly, a homme fatale has the ability to attract the attention of all women even when standing still.
They broke the seal and took Solias out under various conditions, such as not talking about past events except when asked or necessary, but perhaps because she had been locked up for a long time, she was weakened, and now Minerva has regained her strength to some extent. Although we have regained our prestige, it is not enough.
Thor, there’s Jupiter.
The famous lightning men are chasing Clark.
After making her a eunuch, Jupiter kills her out of revenge and seems to be trying to kill Clark, whom she protects.
…Hmm.
Actually, I’m no longer worried about that.
That pressure on her own neck.
Because it’s gone.
Even when it is revealed that Solias is equal to or higher than him, Machina says nothing about it, but if Machina is a machine god, then Solias is a creation god.
The reason she worked with machines and magic engineering was solely because of the desire to benefit humans, but that is not all she does.
If she were to find her true status, even No Dense could never guarantee the victory.
And yourself.
“So what is that!”
“What do you mean? If you want to save me, you have to try harder. I mean effort. Nooooo effort-“
“You fucking bastard.”
She giggles and laughs and looks at Machina with regret.
She came this far only looking out for herself, but there is nothing she can do. A face she knows, an old comrade in arms, and a woman who loves herself.
Even though she came this far for herself.
There is nothing she herself can do for her.
Her purpose has already been decided and there is no need to change it.
I thought there wasn’t one.
…
It’s such a refreshing feeling.
The leash that was hanging around her neck was gone.
It hasn’t disappeared completely.
Clark accepted the surveillance and accepted Shogus, and in return loosened the leash around Dick’s neck.
She felt so free that for the first time in eons, she felt intoxicated by this looseness.
…
How long will it be?
A dark-skinned, blond-haired baby held in Marcus’ arms.
Now that the baby has grown up, she has set herself so free.
Eyes immersed in memories.
She thought that her emotions would become dull as she got older, but she was still emotional, and now that the child had grown up, she had lashed out at the Demon Sultan and had gotten rid of Dick’s subordinate feelings and eliminated direct harm to her.
Additionally, the Shogus sent by the Demon Sultan were easily suppressed with the power given by Mortus.
In fact, it’s almost as if the risk has disappeared.
She just inherited the powers she used to use, but she’ll take care of that on her own.
Because that guy is an outstanding guy.
Because he is a guy who will become stronger than himself in the future.
With eyes immersed in rain, worries about the future have disappeared, and now there is only one thing left.
Dick asked, looking at Mortus.
“Can you roughly know when I will die?”
“When the golden sun shines brightly, and turns black. When chaos shows its head to the world, and all its kin settle on the planet, and worship the king, and when the thousand masks yield. A crossroads opens.”
“…!!”
Machina looks at Mortus and then at Dick.
Dick said while looking at Mortus.
What a crossroads.
“What do you mean a crossroads-“
“If you hear any more, it’s a revelation. That’s all I can say. I know the feeling of wanting to be comfortable in death. That’s because there are people who have lived for a long time and don’t live that long because they want to. And that’s why I gave it to Clark. I will kill you. “I won’t, and I don’t have the right to do so.”
And Mortus looked at Dick and said:
“…And Clark won’t try to kill you either. Remember how that child was so mean to the Demon Sultan. You decide the end of your life. That’s the death I gave you. “If you want to die, die, but if you want to live, struggle until the end.”
…
Know.
Because I know it very well.
And of course, unable to prevent it, he ended up burdening the child he was supposed to protect with the aftermath.
When he could no longer stop something, and when the Demon Sultan himself descended and took control of his body and possessed him to keep Mortus in check.
That alone distorted the surroundings and mercilessly knocked out those of lower rank, leaving only the strong barely holding on.
And…
…
“You made a fuss to prevent me from coming to Clark, and you tried to stop me by maximizing the power you received from the Demon Sultan. That was the Demon Sultan’s will, so you used unusually great strength. But… The price was high. “You didn’t, right?”
It’s as they say.
As proof of that, we were unable to stop the possession of the Demon Sultan who had been blocked until the very end.
I have never been possessed before, but I was possessed by the Demon Sultan.
No, in fact, if you wanted to do that outright, you couldn’t stop it –
“Don’t look like you’ve lost the whole world like that. No matter what you do, he’s going to grow up, and he’s bound to break away from his father’s arms at some point. And I’m sure he’ll see you getting out of hand at some point.”
“…”
“Well, the fact that you tried to kick me out, and the fact that you attacked me. It was the best outcome for me, so I’ll just move on. In fact, it’s annoying, and you’re blatantly giving me the power to kill. That’s ridiculous. And besides, my Clark hates it. “Well, not like that. It’s to the point where he goes against his grandmother, but I don’t like being hated.”
Have you already fallen in love with the Minister of Death?
It will attract the attention of the gods, and there will be people who will try to use it to their own liking or unwanted attention. That’s why I was on guard again and again, but in the end, this is what happened.
The good news is that Mortus may be a nuisance, but it will be much better than those who seek his life.
At least Mortus has his own position and must follow his rules.
The plan to play around with the Elder Gods, who have already broken countless rules and continued to indulge themselves, is going to be furious and will try to cut them all off, and we don’t know what Clark, who received the power of Mortus during that time, will do.
I let Clark know that people’s minds are different when they go into the bathroom and when they come out, and of course, I don’t know what will happen to Clark who is drunk with that power.
That’s why Dick had to ask Mortus.
“What will you do if Clark doesn’t kick you?”
“Well, I don’t know. Actually, before I met him, I was thinking of taking it if I didn’t like it… But I’m going to fuck that demon sultan.”
To be honest, Mortus was worried after meeting Clark for the first time.
The fact that he neutralized his fourth death is something unusual, but something unusual and behavior are completely different things. Nodence also went around beating up the abusive Nyarlathotep and destroying his followers.
So I helped him out of kindness, but that son of a bitch used it to cause a huge accident that would threaten the world he had done as he pleased, and even the entire universe.
Among those who received the power of death, all but one [One] Were participating in it, and they used various modifications to avoid giving up the power they had given, but it turned out that she was already death itself, a part of her body. No consent is required to take it.
Because if I just told them to come, I couldn’t stop them.
The same was true for Clark.
However, Mortus laughed out loud as he watched him fucking the Demon Sultan.
Moreover, he went so far as to directly defy the Demon Sultan’s mental control.
Although he is too human-like to be said to be a star being covered in human skin, he is cool-headed, meticulous, and clever in that he fucked up his grandmother and used the surveillance system granted by his grandmother as his shield.
With the power he gave himself.
As long as Mortus was there, she would not retrieve it unless it went against her wishes, and with that power, Clark was able to keep the Demon Sultan’s henchmen in check and achieve his own goal.
Fun.
Being able to walk a tightrope between two giants like this.
Also, don’t get drunk on that power.
Even the prudence of constant vigilance.
Although it was a short meeting, I saw many funny scenes.
And it’s fun to see a guy like that get so embarrassed after just one kiss.
Ah, does this mean that he is the one who will become king?
“This is also fun in its own way, and most of all, I don’t get drunk on power. Plus, the Demon Sultan’s direct mind control doesn’t work, and it’s cool to organize the hierarchy. It’s all good. I guess this is why I enjoy seeing a younger man exert himself~ Ahahaha~”
And at the same time, the purple energy that radiates from her. Dick was dumbfounded when he saw that the energy was connected to Clark.
I had no idea that even the Minister of Death would possess the power of plunder, and the fact that he was literally the grandson of the Demon Sultan clearly showed that he was of a higher rank than her.
Of course, she could cut her off as much as she wanted, but she was firmly in her heart, and if Clark didn’t do something ugly, she wouldn’t be hostile.
He said it was the power he used, but it wasn’t to the point where he couldn’t quit at all, and it was something he could quit like quitting a cigarette.
Done.
It’s okay.
And Machina spoke to Dick, who was feeling relieved.
“…Why are you thinking like that, you idiot?”
“Ah, it’s nothing. I feel like I was saved by someone I thought was just a child. This isn’t that bad.”
“…Hey.”
It is comfortable.
And what he wanted to see.
A life that follows behind you and then fades away as you look at the figure coming forward.
That’s the end you decided for yourself.
“I think I’ll allow that.”
Machina blocks it.
I won’t let you die.
The price paid to get here was not cheap.
Makina could not tolerate this idiot who looked at her like she could now die in peace.
And the reason for that was that she was Clark who had to be killed.
And she was mad that it wasn’t her own doing that made this son of a bitch easier.
And just as it was about to slip out of her hands again.
She was in his arms, and although she wanted to give him her love, Makina couldn’t allow it.
The warmth that I once had in my hand was so warm that it could disappear.
I hated Clark for making me disappear.
No-
In fact, what he did was what he wanted to do for Dick.
And I know that I can do it so easily that I feel deprived and feel jealous of it.
So that…
That’s why she was angry.
That’s why Dick thought about dying satisfied.
I have to live,
Why is he thinking of dying when he has confidence in himself.
Why!
Am I not able to satisfy you with myself?
Can’t I satisfy you like other women, like other things!!!
Makina, full of silent screams and ugly feelings mixed with jealousy, spoke to Dick.
That relaxed expression was nowhere to be seen, and the face was filled with nothing but ugly jealousy.
“What have I done to get here? But why are you trying to die now? Why are you now looking so comfortable and looking like you can die!”
“For humans, immortality is suffering. How long are you going to make me live that kind of life?”
“Until I am satisfied. As much as I have longed for you, I will save you and live with you as much as I want. This is decided, and you cannot refuse it.”
Mortus is eating popcorn while looking at the relationship between the two. And although it looked ugly, at least no one cared about it.
Anyway, if it’s close, it’s a tragedy, and if it’s far, it’s a comedy.
Machina knew how she felt, so he didn’t throw her away, and she had been with him until this point, but Dick was able to predict the future of this fight.
No, it’s almost inevitable.
“Machina, you will eventually be defeated by Clark.”
“…No! Never! Nein! I’m defeated? Nothing can defeat me. Not you, not that kid!!”
“Based on my long-standing sense of combat, the probability of you losing is over 99%.”
“Then prepare yourself, because I will show you firsthand what it is like to fall behind with a 1% chance. Even if that guy dies and you go out of your mind, I don’t care if you lose your mind and collapse. All you have to do is just stay by my side? That’s all, “As long as I have you, I don’t need anything else in this world.”
“If you do it that way, everyone won’t be happy.”
“What is all that? You say you fight for [All], But what did [All] Do for you!!”
If it was done, it was done.
Okay.
“Now, I’ve made it easier for him to die, and I’ve loosened his leash. Is this enough for a son to show his father his filial piety?”
And there is also the power received from Mortus.
And if you use it.
And if you kill yourself with it.
If you end up comfortably in a situation where you have no choice but to die.
He could die smiling.
“That guy can let me die comfortably.”
Only that will put an end to this cursed life.
Machina’s face contorts fiercely, as if she is about to cry.
It seems like she won’t allow that ending.
A voice filled with evil resonates.
“…I won’t give up. I will kill everyone, not even the Demon Sultan who has you tied up!! Even the little boy you put up with like that…Everyone.”
“Heh, that said, don’t hate Clark as a ‘student’ too much.”
Looking at Machina, who had already disappeared without listening, Dick sits down and looks at the flames with mixed feelings about her.
The flame burns and sets the firewood inside on fire.
Another firewood goes in.
And another firewood.
The flame will grow bigger, and when the fire dies out, only ashes will remain, and the moment the ashes shatter.
…
You will finally find peace.
I saw so many people fall.
A friend who came from Earth to Elcadia and disappeared.
And she was the adoptive daughter he had to protect but could not.
The moment I returned to Elcadia after being exiled outside of this world, so much had changed and I made a new friend.
How the friend dies at the hands of the Demon Sultan.
And because he knew how he was destined to die, he stayed away from it and tried to save it until the end, but failed.
And after so many failures, the only way to achieve success is to die.
When I was human, I failed countless times.
How can it be so difficult to fail when wielded by the gods?
I failed to maintain a relationship with an acquaintance I hadn’t seen in a long time and ended up making him angry.
Even though I said this before, we were able to be together because we had to somehow survive by hugging each other, but Makina disappeared, leaving behind only cursed words.
Perhaps from next time onwards, they will block Clark’s path with all their might and keep him in check.
Although he has lost his mind and is no different from a corpse, he wants to take that corpse with him.
Did necrophilia develop without me even knowing it?
How did we get so twisted?
“…Brother.”
It reminds me of my older brother who died a long time ago and who said he would always protect you.
The things his brother left behind had protected him, and had barely saved his life until the final struggle, allowing him to be blown up here.
Miss you.
I feel like I can feel the hands of those women who have lost their form now.
And Mortus looked at it and said.
“…I am sure that if you die and convert it into soul energy, great heroes will appear in this world in the future. How many lives are you carrying on your shoulders?”
I swear, I never dreamed that so many souls could hang on one person’s body. And among them, there is one largest spiritual body.
Seeing it crouching as if guarding Dick’s body, this is probably what led Dick Johnson to be called ‘The Hound of Tindalos’ and that’s who it is.
And that he was very close to Dick Johnson during his lifetime.
“…Do you still have more questions, Mortus?”
“…No. That was a pointless question.”
And judging by that harsh and unmatched tone, I have no intention of telling you.
It looks like several women are hanging on to one person, protecting him from behind.
Because of them, Dick would have been able to endure.
They must have been so precious to him that he even created his own independent space and allowed them to live there.
“That’s all you need to know.”
You just need to know. You’re so arrogant.
That you deserve it.
We must also be relieved that a being who has been treated so roughly and hurt that he curses the gods more than anything else in the world and takes the lead in destroying the world wishes for death.
If this thing starts to run wild, will there really be anyone other than yourself who can stop it?
There is no reason for the mighty Nodens to avoid direct combat.
Because he suffered so much, he became something other than human, and the Demon Sultan snatched it up and used it for his own purposes.
And this kind of being usually tries to find peace through its own death.
The fact that such a being obediently accepts death is itself a blessing to this world.
Just like that, Mortus also hides himself in the darkness, and all that remains is Dick Johnson.
And…
“…Now, I can die.”
Now that there was no one left, he was sitting in front of a dying campfire, covering his face with his hands and showing joyful glee.
“Only now, only now… Can I feel at ease. I can go to your side. Only now can I escape from this pain… This terrible life. Only now…Now…Kuh, keuhheuheu…”
And behind him, an animal that cries mournfully towards him comforts him.
In addition, the hands of several women were gathered around his back, embroidering them like wings, and only bloody tears were falling from his eyes, soaking the ground and staining it red.
Are they trying to comfort him who was barely surviving and suffering from an endless life?
Unless it is.
It’s not over yet.
Are you asking me not to give up on living?