episode_0295

-Eugene’s Diary-

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A very small change that occurs every time a new god is born. It was a change as subtle as the change in weight before and after urinating, but the causal effect was clearly reduced little by little.

As those dust-like changes piled up, at some point they were able to have a slight influence on the lower world.

Stella, Prinia, and even Akasha. Since there are three, three new gods can be born every month and a little over. The gods born that way were, after all, beings who transcended the physical body, so they grew into adult bodies in an instant.

There are new gods being born, so why do they keep having children with only the first three? Are you seriously asking this? No matter how good the gods are, they cannot do something like that. Since they don’t have a body, there is no concept of genes, but after all, aren’t they my children?

Moreover, this is a cause and effect given only to existing gods. Strictly speaking, it was a cause and effect for me and Akasha to bear, so I couldn’t make the newly born gods bear the burden. Isn’t it impossible to ask people who have just been born and don’t even know how to handle faith well to have children while suddenly wasting their faith?

For the same reason, the mating of newly born gods (there is no other way to express it) was also dismissed.

Anyway, I just heard from Prinia that about half of the population has been restored, so I will try to contact the lower world again tomorrow.

Even though the flow of time here is different from the Underworld, several years have already passed, so a considerable amount of time has passed in the Underworld as well, and I don’t want to worry Arjen any more.

If I could at least convey my voice, I would be able to reassure them.

Of course, even if we could have a conversation, I have no intention of telling you what I’m doing here. I plan to keep it a secret forever.

Nevertheless, the reason I keep a record like this is to clear my own karma. If I don’t use something like this, there’s no way to relieve boredom.

I hope that even if something happens where Arjen becomes a god and comes here, this diary does not come to light.

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“Phew… It would be better if I never have to use this again.”

I put down the diary and sighed to compose myself. It was my routine to read the diary I wrote like this from the beginning every time I started the day. This is my own way of calculating dates in this space where it is difficult to understand the passage of time.

“Okay… then…”

I once again attempted to travel to the lower world. As expected, I was still not allowed to go back. Compared to the beginning, it is truly a huge improvement, but this is because the number of gods has not been completely restored yet.

While I was working hard without stopping for today, I received lessons from Stella and Prinia on ‘how to send only energy to the underworld.’ Stella issuing oracles through the Holy See and Phrynia sometimes conveying her will through the World Tree were all types of methods.

The problem is that, unlike those two, I have no foundation in Ha-gye. This means that apart from those who believe in me, there is no one close enough to me to hear my voice and convey my meaning.

Needless to say, in the case of Stella, the statue of the goddess at the Vatican in Plane is treated as if it were her body, and receives the Pope’s prayers and care every day. Prinia also takes great care of the World Trees that High Elves have around the world, considering them to be Prinia’s body.

Me on the other hand? Where there is a civilized living space, there is a statue that honors me, but that block of stone does not represent me. Just pray there.

The people closest to me are Arjen and my children, but I had already heard that it would be impossible for them to convey their voices directly because neither of them considered me a family first and not a god.

That’s the biggest reason why I feel anxious even though I’ve now learned how to channel my energy into the lower world. If this attempt fails, I would have to stay here at least as much time as I did so far, and Arjen would worry about me even more.

Of course, it may not be as long a gap as the 360 years when it first suddenly fell, but I couldn’t help but feel worried.

“Okay then…”

I sent my energy to the underworld as I was taught. Please hope someone picks up this signal.

As expected, the energy I sent out failed to reach any particular point and wavered precariously. This was because there was no medium that identified with me, such as the goddess statue or the world tree.

The moment I was about to give up, the energy that was about to disperse suddenly gathered in one place.

“Huh!?”

I was so embarrassed that I couldn’t help but scream. When I felt it closely, the center that started to gather rather than disperse in the first place was so comprehensive.

It’s not like it’s a fixed object, it’s like flowing water or air… wait, air?

‘ah…!’

I belatedly realized who was receiving my energy.

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“Ahh… I’m so bored…”

A wind spirit was floating at great speed on the vast sea, riding the sea breeze. The speed was too fast for him to say he was bored, but the speed of the spirit itself greatly increased as he made a contract with a great being, so it was a fairly leisurely pace for him.

The spirit’s name is Sirocco. The contractor was Eugene, the famous god of conception. It was a strange concept for a god to make a contract with a spirit, so it was not known to the world, but this spirit had been made into a contract with him even before he became a god, and was established as a being like a body.

Since Eugene became a god, the number of cases in which he needs the power of the spirit has drastically decreased, and as Eugene’s faith grows day by day, it has become impossible to live peacefully within his body, so Sirocco wishes to do this unless there is a special call. I started traveling around the world on a .

-…nose

“Huh? What are you talking about? Are you hallucinating?”

-…Roco!

“Huh? Eugene?”

– Sirocco!

“Wow! Eugene! It was Eugene, after all! too bad! You left me alone for this long!”

Sirocco complained like a spirit when he heard his master’s call for the first time in a long time. Of course, it was just a pretense, and I just hoped that Eugene could at least comfort her with empty words.

However, hearing Eugene’s urgent voice, which he had heard for the first time in his life, Sirocco had to calmly correct the whipping sea breeze and listen.

– Sirocco! Go to Arjen right now!

“Huh? Okay!”

Because Sirocco signed a spirit contract, he could go to where Eugene’s body was at any time as long as Eugene called him. Fortunately, unlike Akasha, Eugene’s body was able to move without a problem because Arjen was taking good care of it to ensure that not a single hair was hurt.

Sirocco predicted that Arjen would naturally be next to Eugene, and of course the prediction was correct.

Whiiing!!

“……Eujin?”

Arjen, who had returned to his lair and was waiting for Eugene to open his eyes due to the unnatural wind blowing, raised his head. Since spirits are the embodiment of nature, it is meaningless to distinguish between them, but there is no way that a dragon cannot distinguish between the wind that blows naturally and the wind that the spirits create.

Arjen shifted his gaze to the familiar Sirocco wind and, sure enough, was able to find a spirit in the form of a small girl.

“Ah, Arzen! Eugene…!”

“Eujin is back!?”

Arjen viciously grabbed Sirocco. Even though it was the wind, Sirocco couldn’t even think of getting out and hurriedly relayed Eugene’s words instead.

“That’s not it! But I’ll definitely come back, so don’t worry and just wait! It won’t take long and I’ll definitely be back… Ah!”

“What’s going on!?”

“The connection… was lost…”

“Eujin…….”

Arjen looked sad. It felt like tears were about to fall at any moment, but I tried to lift my head up and look at the sky where Eugene would be. Of course, what caught his eye was the dull, rare ceiling, but if Arjen’s gaze went through everything in the direction it went, Eugene would definitely be there.

“Yes… I will believe it. I can wait as long as I want. I won’t be upset if it takes longer than last time. I am also different from before. It has come to fruition.”

I couldn’t show an unstable and dangerous appearance. Because it occurred to me that Eugene might even be able to see that side of himself from beyond the universe.

She was no longer the girl she used to be, having lost everything and lived her whole life broken by Akasha.

She was the symbol of a crazy dragon with multiple personalities, but she still had multiple personalities, but she was no longer a crazy dragon.

The object of fear, who recklessly played rare games in humanity’s largest granary and regularly ate people, became the savior who saved humanity from meteorites, famine, and demons.

It was a dramatic change that I couldn’t have achieved or imagined if I hadn’t met Eugene. As she thought of his face, a single tear flowed down her cheek.

“I’ll cry just for today… I’ll cry just for today… So just let it go once…”

Arjen once again hugged Eugene’s body, which was now like a doll.