Part 3
Kasukabe Yō waited by herself in the room which was assigned to her.
She could not do anything before the return of her [Genome Tree] and she could only fidget around, ill at ease, while waiting in the room by herself.
(Izayoi was saved, Asuka and Kuro Usagi are also out of danger. It’s only down to me. I will be able to stand with the others in battle if I am able to recover my strength. This time for sure, I will defeat the Demon Lord with everyone……!!!)
Kasukabe Yō was in full spirits. And it was then that,
*Kok Kok* came the sound of knocking on the door.
“I’m here. Croix-san?”
“No, you’re wrong. I’m Graiya Greif. Would you know this name?”
Kasukabe Yō frantically attempted to stand but remembered that her legs had no strength to support her. And just as she was pondering about calling for help, Graiya’s calm voice stopped her.
“Wait up. I’m not here to engage in a battle with you. I’ve only accepted to help someone pass a message to tell you about some stuff.”
“……stuff? What kind?”
“Regarding your birth and parents…… or more specifically things regarding your mother.”
Hearing the unexpected topic being brought up, Yō felt it like a direct blow to her core.
Indeed, she had heard that Draco Greif was a friend of her father and being the brother of Draco, it was only natural for Graiya to know of her father as well.
However regarding her mother, Yō had never seen her before and only heard of her character and conduct.
“……Why are you the one passing the message? And, why at this place?”
“It’s Baron Croix who welcomed us in. He promised me to let off the other members of [Ouroboros] if I were to tell you these things.”
I see, if that is the case then it would all fit. If one were to be summoned into this Game field, it would surely be the work of a [Host] and he would most likely be telling the truth.
“If you do not want to invite me in, it’s okay for me to just say it from here. Anyways, I’m only here to fulfil the request. The situation of my comrades are also quite urgent and I must return as soon as possible.”
“…… Okay, then just say it from there.”
Not letting down her wariness, she permitted the other to talk with the door between them.
Graiya too started to recount quietly.
“And before I talk about your parents, I will firstly tell you the stuff regarding your [Genome Tree].”
“Regarding the [Genome Tree]?”
“That’s right. Perhaps you may have already noticed, that is the strongest equipment created to resist Demon Lords. As long as one possesses that [Genome Tree], it does not matter if the Game is absolutely absurd and beyond reason because the possessor would always have a fighting chance. This is the Gift that embodies that sort of hope in its creation.”
An equipment that is created to confront any type of battle situation that may be imposed by an unknown under of Demon Lords who control the Gift Games.
The Garuda’s ability which is compatible against Divine and Dragon types is also made possible in the form of an equipment. Then even if it were to match up with an undying foe or something that is “supposed to be impossible to defeat”, as long as one possessed the [Genome Tree], one would never have a zero possibility of winning. It is truly the equipment of hope created for the sake of battling Demon Lords.
“However, the one who gave shape to this Gift isn’t a God. Nor was it your father. The one who gave the command to create the [Genome Tree] is a Demon Lord known to all as the most fearsome and vicious of all Demon Lords— Dystopia.”
“A Demon Lord?”
“Yes. If were to look for the source of the evolution theory, it would surely coincide with the creation theory and it would definitely be related to the gods. In the Outer world, ... During the early 2000s, it is the case that more than half of the population believed that the gods have created the world. And following that was the resistance of a portion who saw the gods as enemies, the dystopians, who seek to overthrow their foundational belief by creating the Gift which is the [Genome Tree] and that is the real purpose behind its creation. A Gift that is created to weaken their beliefs and create a biological weapon. And that command fell upon one of the women who was born in Dystopia— your mother.”
“—-……?!”
Upon hearing that sort of revelation that could not be ignored, Yō was now too stumped for words.
However, Graiya continued mercilessly with the revelations.
“In the past, human history was written to have reached the lineage of dystopia. However when history fell into the hands of the resistance, it was then completely rewritten. In the end, humans who arrived at the time flow of dystopia were basically non-existent. But as a trace imprinted on them, humans who grew up in dystopia would have their spiritual powers shaved off and gradually lose their lives. Eventually becoming non-existent. ...And your mother is not an exception to this.”
“……”
“Kasukabe Yō. The reason for your ability to resist the transformation into a monster when you use the [Genome Tree] would most likely be due to that trace. You have not established your own spiritual power. The basis of the spiritual power you possess are the initial Gifts bestowed upon you by your mother’s side. Your [Name] and [Life]. It is only because of the spiritual power from your father that you are able to continue living whereas the inherited Gifts from your mother are deeply imprinted upon your soul. Because all livestock of dystopia are [Humans who are unable to become anyone].”
Saying all that in one breath, Graiya’s words ended there.
His continued presence behind the door would most likely be in wait for Yō’s reply.
“……May I ask something?”
“What?”
“Why did you carve the [Genome Tree] into your chest? Wouldn’t a normal person become a monster if they were to use it?”
For Yō, that was the most intriguing question of course.
Graiya fell silent for a moment before answering in a monotone.
“…… I, am just like you. I’m depending on this [Genome Tree] to survive. That’s all.”
“Why is that so?”
“I can only say that it is the curse from my patron god. Anything else about that matter would not be of a concern to you. —I will leave our conversation as that. The next time we meet, we will not be lenient on you guys anymore, so be prepared for that day.”
Saying that, Graiya’s presence disappeared.
Sensing the intensity of his determination, Yō couldn’t help but tremble as she felt a bad premonition of a battle awaiting her in the future that would be far more intense as compared to her previous encounters.
[No Name] and [Ouroboros], and the battle of the three headed dragon is finally coming to the final stage.
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