episode_0009

A toll gate is a bridge or checkpoint connecting cities and areas designated by the government.

To pass through here, you need to show identification and pay a toll, but it is open to anyone.

But most people don’t use it, and there are reasons for that.

The moment you cross the toll gate and leave for another city, there are penalties such as having your ID card used in the previous city destroyed or having your level 7 citizenship drop to level 9, so most people don’t cross unless they plan on committing a serious crime.

And yet, many people leave.

Because each city has different rules and taxes, I want to find a city that is good to live in.

But you need to know this one thing.

Any city that is intertwined with constellations or nebulae cannot be a good city to live in.

As long as they are entangled, the city people there are nothing more than their toys, expendables, and playthings.

[Constellation, ‘The Corpse of the Falling World’ worries about the stamina of the incarnation.]

[Constellation, ‘The Corpse of the Falling World’ searches the shop for nourishing food.]

“Sister. Since I can’t eat that anyway in the current situation, don’t waste your points and just tell me the way.”

[Constellation, ‘The Corpse of the Falling World’ nods.]

[Constellation ‘The Corpse of the Falling World’ points to the right.]

Moreover, we have such a bad relationship with those constellations that we have to leave and find a city that is at least friendly.

Of course, for now, there’s no problem thanks to the fake identity.

However, it is difficult to take such a risk when you don’t know when your identity will be revealed, like with Nectar and Butterfly Man.

We’re in bigger trouble than that.

This is because the place I arrived at after crossing the wasteland was the city of Humanism, the city of the humans I had finally escaped from.

widely.

Humanism is something that no species other than humans can enter.

If they try to enter, they will be punished by heaven and die, so no one except humans will even think of entering.

To be honest, it’s true that it’s a good place to live if you have some level of humanism.

The problem is that we’re at odds with this place.

[Nebula, ‘Humanism’ is looking at you.]

There’s a crazy bitch in this humanism.

Noah Kush, the eldest daughter of the Noah family.

I ran away as soon as I got here because that crazy bitch might have heard that I was here and come after me.

But before she could get there, armored men gathered around me.

Men in medieval armor thrust their swords at me and spoke.

“Mr. Elijah? I would like you to follow us obediently.”

Elijah. This is my fake identity.

I guess she figured out that I was using a fake identity as Elijah.

Well, since he was so open about it, it was only a matter of time before he got caught.

“If you don’t follow.”

[Uses the trait ‘Aura’.]

“I’ll cut it down for you here.”

Seriously, I don’t know why you’re clinging so tightly to me when the contract just ended.

I took out my dull dagger and thought about what I should protect.

“If you’ve decided to do that, then there’s nothing we can do.”

“Don’t kill them, subdue them! It’s okay if they lose a limb or two!”

Incarnations several times larger than me rushed to subdue me.

My specialty is one-on-one fighting, not one-on-many combat, so it seemed obvious that I would lose this fight.

After looking at his sister for a moment, he put down the dagger.

At the same time, the movements of the incarnations also stopped.

“I surrender. Where is that place? I want to go there so badly.”

“Good choice.”

One of the incarnations had metal handcuffs and tied my hands behind my back.

It was frustrating, but this was the only way to survive.

I was worried about my sister’s anger, but I think she would understand my behavior.

That’s why my older sister once told me that men should take care of their bodies.

He also said that if any part of the body becomes disabled, one will live as a trash in society.

Now, this era is dominated by three species: animals, insects, and trees, and their numbers exceed hundreds of billions. So, if they fail to prove their usefulness, they will be eliminated and abandoned, so this kind of mindset is natural.

I also had that mindset and took care of my body, so I had all my arms and legs.

If I didn’t have this mindset, I would have had my limbs cut off and died a long time ago.

Those women must have lost one of their limbs, leaving them disabled.

So, I don’t think my sister will be angry about this.

[Constellation, ‘The Corpse of the Falling World’ expresses anger at the Incarnation’s actions.]

[Constellation, ‘The Corpse of the Sinking World’ criticizes the cowardly self-incarnation.]

[Constellation, ‘The Corpse of the Falling World’ is worried about you.]

… … Noah’s incarnation, who had been holding onto me while my older sister was angry, slowly drove towards the Noah family’s mansion.

As the mansion gets closer and closer, my future slowly begins to take shape.

“‘If only I had the strength… … ‘”

‘If I had as much power as your older sister, I would have dealt with that crazy bitch a long time ago and lived happily ever after. But in the end, this is what happened.’

Slowly I was dragged into a familiar room.

That room was the room my sister and I stayed in.

It’s been years since I left this room, but the things still there brought back memories.

There’s a pen and book on the desk there, and my sister had thrown it away while writing her diary, so only the first page was written, and I doodled on the back pages.

There was a dirty magazine that my sister hid under the bed, and I got in trouble for drawing clothes with a black marker.

“It brings back memories.”

I waited in that room with four guards.

The Watchers did not appear to be incarnations, but each one seemed to have enough power to subdue me.

I feel uneasy about my future becoming more and more certain.

[Constellation, it is said that if there is just a little bit of ‘corpse of the sinking world’, the incarnation will be completed.]

[The constellation, ‘The Corpse of the Falling World’, says that it will save its incarnation.]

[Constellation, ‘The Corpse of the Falling World’ thinks about the safety of the Incarnation.]

“Sister. I’m okay. Look here. There are some strong people protecting me, right?”

Actually, I was shaking.

The fear was making me tremble so much, as that fate was gradually tightening its grip on me.

Even if you don’t look closely at me right now, just being next to me makes me feel the vibrations, so that says it all.

“Sister. I’ll be honest. I’m a bit scared.”

[Constellation, ‘The Corpse of the Falling World’ worries the Incarnation.]

[The constellation, ‘The Corpse of the Falling World’, says it has almost created a clone body.]

The women next to me had their heads raised to the blank ceiling as if it didn’t matter whether I was talking to my sister or not.

I pressed my body against them to arouse their sympathy.

“I’m scared.”

“I know.”

“Can you help me?”

“I can’t help you.”

“I just want to go home?”

“I know it doesn’t exist.”

“Sister… … I don’t want to get married. This isn’t right. Marriage is for someone you love.”

“Please accept it.”

“Then, will you marry someone you don’t want to marry?”

“I would be grateful if you would just accept me and marry me.”

“Really? Even without love?”

“Yes. That’s right. Love is a hormone called dopamine that induces nerve excitement and makes you feel good. Since I can’t feel it, I can’t feel love anyway.”

“Why can’t I love you?”

“Born that way.”

“Ah.”

Now I understand why these people are here.

Probably, all these people are apathetic.

Apathy refers to people who live without feeling happiness or anger and only think rationally.

That’s why no matter what I do, no one cares about me.

You could think of them as lumps of rock that categorize ‘public’ and ‘private’ very well.

Unfortunately, it didn’t seem like it could be used for escape.

“Ha… … Really, this is not making sense.”

Suddenly.

The light year opened this door and came in.

In her hand was a familiar scythe.

“Okay, now everyone go out. From now on, it’s just me and my wife.”

“Okay.”

All the sturdy women left the room, and the light year locked the door.

Now this room was just me and that light year.

To put it simply, it’s done.

‘Hey, sister. Please save me!’