episode_0121

I followed the guidance of the missionary and left Quain Island.

I thought I should tell my Funforge colleagues, but…

“Just go. It won’t take long.

I promise you can come back today.”

Those words, which were half request and half force, had no choice but to give up trying to contact him.

Well, I have no idea how to explain it to Lilac.

I told you that our world is a novel, but to tell you that my mother was the main character of that novel and that she may even be alive now…

When we arrived at Romelo, the sunset was already setting.

“Did you at least set up an inn?

I thought that if you were a great mage and a god, you would welcome me in a more dignified space.

Something like an island floating in the sky, or a sub-space where you meet the other world… ”

“If that’s what you like, we’ll arrange our next meeting that way.

But now we need to avoid the eyes of the Empire and the Academy…

How about having an audience with God in a suitably meaningful place?”

A reasonably meaningful place?

Just as I was about to ask what that meant, I noticed something.

Where we are heading… Governor Romelo of Priestley Wonders.

Come to think of it, Cobb Priestley was also at the branch.

To discuss new units to give to the winning faction…

An ominous feeling runs down my spine.

I immediately kicked in the front door.

What caught my eye were the employees who were rigidly in the same posture as they were doing gymnastics.

“Ah, Coleman. I finally get to see your face.”

When I slowly turned my head, there was someone on the stairs leading to the president’s office.

Gray robes, a young face, and eyes with age in contrast.

I don’t recognize the face, but I clearly remember the voice.

“You are the Grand Mage Milton.”

“The academy’s Milton building has my name on it.”

“What did you do to your employees?”

“With peace of mind. It’s just frozen in time and space.

Do you think I am Creus I? Kill everyone you don’t like?”

He chuckled and gestured to Unguk.

“Unguk. Please keep a lookout to see if anyone is not coming.

If there is an intruder… You can use that to block it.”

“Okay.”

that?

But there was no further explanation, and I had no choice but to leave the Gyounguk alone and go up to the president’s office.

In the president’s office is Cobb Priestley, frozen with a glass of cognac in his hand.

and…

“Colman Cantor.”

A middle-aged woman wearing gray robes like Milton.

She was looking at Cobb, then turned around and showed me her face.

Moderately fleshy face, curly short hair, and warm impression.

What should I say… She was like my mother. Whether past life or present life.

“Mmm. Where should I start?”

A soft voice that does not fit this situation.

“Why don’t you start by introducing yourself?”

“Yes. That would be nice.

I am Athena Melon, and after marriage I was called Athena Bonnet.

Lilac’s mother-”

“No. That’s just a recitation of the chronicle, not an explanation of who you are.”

A gentle smile.

“You should introduce yourself like this.

The author of the Aeolian Chronicles, Park Ji-hye.”

silence.

“What is the basis for the reasoning?”

“First of all, there is no reason for Milton to call you a god if you are nothing more than the Crown Princess’ biological mother, Athena Mellon. In order for someone who has proven the denial of God to return to faith, he must at least become the creator of this world. and… ”

I snorted and continued.

“It’s a pseudonym that’s not even funny.

Jihye Park (Park). Athena Melon.”

“I think Athena is still okay, but I guess the melon was a bit off… ”

Athena smiles bitterly.

“Then you’re saying you want to hear Park Ji-hye’s story. good.

As you can see from this naming sense, I wasn’t a very successful writer in my past life.

In addition to the Chronicles of Aeorid, I tried writing several traditional fantasy works, but they failed miserably.

This novel was my last challenge.”

“Didn’t this also fail at the box office?”

She nodded as if she would not deny it.

“That’s right. But I didn’t write this novel for box office or popularity.

I wrote it only for my own self-satisfaction.”

So this monster was born.

The first half is a meaningless setup. The second half is a complete self-involvement and vicarious satisfaction.

“Originally, I was thinking of using something like this to recharge.

But the more I wrote, the deeper I fell into the swamp of despair, and I committed suicide a month after uploading the last episode.”

“And he possessed himself as the main character of a novel he wrote.”

I turned my head and looked at Milton.

“… You seem to know all this.”

“Of course.”

“But how can you follow Athena?

Athena, no, Jihye Park herself decided your fate. As a supporting character who loses in a love fight.

The emotions you have felt over the past few years are artificial-” created by Park Ji-hye’s typing.

“Coleman. Do you know the fear that there is no God?”

I kept my mouth shut in response to Milton’s question.

“When Athena revealed her identity and said that she was the creator of this universe, I felt like my head became clear.

ah. The universe is not empty. My life had a purpose too.

You no longer have to fill your life with meaningless entertainment… ”

He knelt before Athena with eyes full of emotion.

“I once adored you, but now I worship you.

Write me whatever you want. If you tell me to die, I will die; if you tell me to live, I will live.

It was you who made me, and I am your servant.”

Enthusiastic praise.

However, Athena’s face showed an uncomfortable look.

She was silent for a moment and then began to chant.

“I went down to the potter’s house and found him working with his potter’s wheel.

The vessel made of clay burst in the potter’s hand, and he made another vessel from it, as he saw fit.”

“Is it a Bible verse?”

“That’s right. It comes from Jeremiah chapter 18.

Comparing the Creator to a potter also appears in Romans.

Doesn’t the potter have authority to make out of a single lump of clay one vessel for honorable use and another vessel for dishonorable use?

Coleman. What do I think after reading these verses… ”

Athena clears her throat.

“The person who wrote this phrase probably wasn’t a potter.

No one who has ever built something can say that.

Since I made it, it is also my heart that destroys it.”

Here I could only nod my head.

Because I am also a creator.

“So you are not a potter who makes new vessels.”

“A potter who solders broken vessels.”

“broken?”

A quiet sigh.

“As you may have felt, this worldview was not created with much thought.

It is a world of expediency created by randomly mixing tastes and desires.

The only reason I created the setting of an imperial civil war was because it would add tragedy to Pollux’s narrative.”

“Whatever you make of the world, it is entirely your power.”

Athena shook her head at Milton’s praise.

“No. I am responsible for the world I created.

At first, I turned my attention to that fact. I acted like I was Athena Melon and not Park Ji-hye.

But-”

“Karma is back. Life continued even after the happy ending, and your thoughtless and negligent setting killed Pollux.”

“Yes.”

“I have a question: How did you survive?

It is said that he clearly saw Lilac being stabbed to death… ”

“Ah.”

She scratched her head awkwardly in response to my question.

“Should I say that it is the weak power that remains as the Creator?”

“Cheat… Is it the same?”

“This world is made of words and sentences, not atoms and molecules.

so… I might add one line every few years. Within the writing style of the novel.”

I thought he was dead, but he was actually alive.

There is no cliché that is used as often as this one.

then…

“Is it that power that reincarnated me in this world?”

“Yes. I wrote it like this. Someone who has read my novel and likes board games was reincarnated in the body of a suitable person.

Soon there was a rumor that Baron Cantor’s second son had suffered from a seizure… I used Milton’s connections to get you into the academy.”

“Why did you want someone who likes board games?”

“Because we have to end violence.”

A riddle-like word.

“As the Creator, I decided to stop war in this world.

That means we have to change the genre of this novel.

Among the genres I know, the genre with the least violence is… ”

“Card Battle.”

A muscular man with the power of a god calmly draws a card and starts a duel, police officers arrest criminals through card battles, and this is the genre where the deck is more important than life.

“What… The plan went a bit wrong, and instead of a card gamer, a miniature gamer came…

I guess it doesn’t matter.

Colman Cantor. You make this world a card battle… No, it’s my apostle who will be transformed into a miniature battle piece.”