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Side Story – The Story of a Certain God’s Voice

I open my eyes and look around. An endless black void surrounds me. There is nothing visible to the furthest reaches of my vision.

Lying as I float, I conjure a number of fields of view into my mind, allowing me to see into any location in the world. It’s the result of of my skills, [God’s Vision] and [Multi-Parallel Thinking].

Among the fields of view that I flick through, as usual, I don’t see any individuals that interest me. I see nothing but individuals I care nothing for. Perhaps it is because I have lived so long, and because I have no stake in what I observe, that no matter what they do, I find it boring.

“After all, right now, the one I’m most interested in is this child…”

I watch a single child dragon sitting by a lake, deep in thought. Just now, the dragon evolved from a [Dragon Egg] to a [Baby Dragon]. Since it only came into the world recently, I’m sure it’s experiencing considerable confusion.

It seems that, in exchange for losing the skill that I gave it in order to raise it to be the [Demon Lord], this child’s memories from before passing through the cycle of reincarnation have returned.

Five hundred years ago, I saved the Dragon King from death, allowing me to create the excellent [Dragon King’s Son] vessel, and put the [Demon Lord] seed in it. And yet, before I realised it, the seed had been pulled out. When I first noticed, I was honestly at my wits’ end.

But, the fact that memories from before reincarnating remained is of great interest to me. Within the inflexible system of this world, I’ve tried everything I could think of to try and outwit Laplace, and as a result, a defect that this world was unable to process, a bug, has now come into being.

But, perhaps because of its incomplete memories, the bug is clearly distrusting of what I say. Just when I thought the bug was running around pointlessly, it unexpectedly tried to play it safe in a way that destroys my plans for it.

It really took me by surprise. I was planning on giving it suitable guidance whenever appropriate, but I was completely taken by surprise when the bug almost made the massive mistake of choosing to become a [Little Dragon], without even asking me for advice. It was truly my biggest surprise of the century.

Usually, I would usurp Laplace’s [God’s Voice], and imprint onto humans or monsters before their awareness is fully formed while they’re still impressionable, and so guiding them has been easy.

But I never expected that there would be one that wouldn’t be effective against. I’m forced to painstakingly drill in each individual instruction. It’s an oddly refreshing experience.

It really has been long. It’s just a tiny bit enjoyable. For the first thousand years after becoming this world’s ruler, I passed time as a benevolent god. But I grew tired of that. For the second millennium, I reigned as a malevolent god. For the third, I refrained from interfering at all. The millennium after that I changed my approach again, and then again… That has repeated to the point that I am now tired of it all. No matter what I do now, it’s only ever a matter of getting from point A to B.

But, I feel like that dragon is bringing about a change. I’m starting to feel a tiny bit excited. My plans had long since stagnated, and I had been losing hope that it was even possible for my wish to be fulfilled, but now it finally feels like the pieces are falling into place.

“I was saying anything I could to get you to choose the correct evolution, but… What I said wasn’t a lie. I truly have high expectations of you. Fufuh, don’t let me down now. Your battles have only just begun. My cute, cute egg-chan.

Muttering to myself and while continuing to focus on the promising dragon I expand my monitoring across the world.

―It has been a few days since this dragon hatched.

“What is this…”


I press my hand against my mouth. This dragon is quite, no, very dangerous. Over the past few days there have been countless close shaves where he was almost eaten by a monster.

It’s not at all unusual for such an accident to ruin a run. Normally, I would sigh and move on, but this is the first time I’ve seen such a special individual as a dragon that has memories of its life before reincarnation in tens of thousands of years. I don’t want to lose such a precious specimen carelessly.

I feel anxious as I watch over him, and then when he’s somehow able to win, I feel relieved. I wonder how long it’s been since I was able to watch over an individual like this.

But there’s no helping an accidental combat death. There’s no way to avoid it. Those who will die will die, and those who will live will live. It’s just a matter of luck and resourcefulness.

If I spoke out, I might be able to delay death, but those for which that is necessary would inevitably die sooner or later. If they are unable to surpass problems on their own, it’s no more than a stopgap measure, and I have no interest in those who are unable to stand on their own feet. That’s why death through combat is entirely a possibility.

When it jumped out in front of a group of adventurers, I thought it really was over.

When I stop and think about his actions in carrying the village girl back to the village even through heavy wounds, I understand that it is admirable. But, for some reason, when I watch it, I feel an inexplicable sense of enmity.

At other times, when it acted stupidly, I would use my authority to give it a suitably scathing title skill. Sometimes it was as teasing, but at other times I felt fully invested in disparaging him.

Perhaps the latter was more common? It’s unlike me, but I truly did find it amusing.

I wonder how long it has been since I was so invested in a single individual. I might be so drawn to him because he is an irreplaceable specimen, but I wonder if his personality might also be a significant factor?

At times he is stupidly naive, but when he needs to think he thinks, and when he’s cornered he shows real willpower… Though that could just be my favouritism speaking.

Or, perhaps, this is me falling in love. While I’m watching him, I sometimes accidentally let my other observations lapse. Even though, with my skill, I am able to converse with a thousand people at once.

As I change the screen in my mind, I sigh and stretch out. I let my neck hang loose. As I remember what I was thinking about, laughter wells up from the bottom of my stomach.

“Well… How long he survives, how he evolves – it’s fine if he dies once I’ve collected that data.”

I don’t think this time alone will be enough to achieve my objective. What I want is data on the the path my pieces follow. It’s a problem to me if he dies before reaching his potential.

I don’t want him to mess with my world with some power that he got half-heartedly, and I even less do I want him interfere with Laplace with some half-heartedly obtained authority. Besides, if the next war between humans and monsters is delayed, it would delay me.

The world is my toy. The seas and lands, the countries and buildings, the people and monsters: all of them are my playthings. Once I’ve had my fun, I’ll tear it all down and start again.

My eyes meet with the dragon’s. It’s a coincidence, and doesn’t particularly surprise me. The dragon just happened to look up at the sky.

『[God’s Voice], who exactly are you?』

He then throws his thoughts to me as a question. It’s not particularly surprising. Our eyes just happened to meet. It’s not at all unusual to think that god is somewhere high up, right?

I have nothing to say in response. I’ll leave it to Laplace to give the standard response.

【[God’s Voice: Lv3] is unable to provide that explanation.】





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