I’m Not Your Dad, I’m a Villain - Chapter 95



EP.95 EP4. Twisted Destiny (3)

I understood everything.

The fact that his ability was of the nature of ‘restoration’ rather than regeneration, and that the phenomenon that occurred at that time was a phenomenon that occurred against the fate of death rather than regenerative power.

And the reason that caught the attention of the Transcendent was that he was curious about the ‘unknown future’ that was created when abilities of the same nature collided.

“Wait, so that guy can twist his fate like a boss?”

“As far as that

not. At best, a microcosm of my power… … . It’s only to the extent of controlling the fate of individuals, not the world. For example, to yourself

If a stone comes flying in, you can make it so it doesn’t hit you. Conversely, as far as the stones he throws, the distance can reach

In line, it can always lead to the result of ‘fitting’.”

“… … what is that Isn’t that a complete scam?”

“Even so

The limits are not clear. In the end, what you can create will not go beyond your own abilities, and you cannot create something out of nothing, so what affects

It will be limited to what exists around you. Above all else, even if the incident can be avoided, the environment cannot be violated.

It would be impossible to avoid disaster sites.”

Of course, there are plenty of things you can do.

Not only the foreknowledge limited to oneself, but also the intention of a phenomenon called luck.

Even completely returning from death and becoming ‘immortal’.

“But all of that makes sense only if you can afford to accumulate power.”

Yes, unlike what she taught me now, the power he had was so weak.

Even if I explain it in detail like this, the potential to exert such power must be clear.

“If only accumulating power is meaningful… … . Like the boss?”

“Yeah, if I don’t use my abilities, this body grows and my strength comes back little by little, so I also have to keep my abilities not being used in order to accumulate that power. And now Bread…”

A transcendent who hesitates for a moment after speaking up to that point.

After that, the smile drawn on her lips as she bowed her head gradually began to turn into a bitter color.

Until before, I was smiling brightly, remembering the miracles of the past. Even her feelings of ‘suffering’ were being glimpsed in her, who she is now.

“… Bread is just unconscious, and he continues to exhaust his own power. He was on the wrong path from the start.”

infinitely human.

That’s why I couldn’t imagine seeing the Transcendental.

“But you will soon realize that. He may not be conscious of himself, but his power is also based on dealing with fate, so he will one day reach it.”

That time will come soon.

Anatomi, who had guessed such a backstory, swallowed in tension and asked quietly.

“… … Where, right?”

“We haven’t decided on a clear name, but if we had to give it a name, in your words, we would call it something like this.”

Soon, her gaze returned to the moon in the sky.

Rather than that, he headed to a place far away.

A place where only those who can intervene in fate, transcending body and mind, can entrust their existence.

“Akashic Records.”

To the place where the records and wisdom of the whole universe reside.

***

“Is this, another visitor?”

By the time I came to my senses.

The sensation of waking up in my body subsided, followed by an unfamiliar voice that started tickling my ears.

The moment when the spirit that had been magnified by the previous battle subsided.

Before long, what was reflected in her open eyes was a place that was bright enough to be in contrast to the darkness that had existed before.

“…here, where are you?”

No, beyond the bright level, everywhere is shining.

Not by a single light, but through countless swarms of light on the background of black light.

Each of those lights looked like a star, as if you were standing in the middle of the universe.

But what catches the eye more than that is the huge bookshelves all over the place.

“To smoke in front of your opponent. You are a disrespectful friend.”

Just as I thought it was a strange library, a voice I had heard before came to my ears again.

The gaze is naturally directed forward.

Sitting there was a human sitting in the middle of the library.

“you are… … . who?”

No, are you human?

First of all, she is wearing a tuxedo and fedora.

The way he sat on an antique chair was reminiscent of a gentleman in the ‘British culture’.

“How do you see me in your eyes?”

but the face is not visible

A body solidified by black lines… … .

The way the lines move as if in a cycle was more than strange, but a sense of mystery as well.

“… … Gentleman?”

However, once he answered the question, he put his hand on his tie and said.

“Then, by your standards, I must be a gentleman.”

“… My standards, what are they?”

“Did you not understand?”

Don’t you understand and sleep and the words themselves are strange?

First of all, self-introduction is the act of introducing yourself.

Because what the other person did now was as good as asking the person facing him to define his/her introduction.

“If you don’t understand… … . Okay, let’s hear an analogy first.”

In front of me, who was in doubt, he changed the subject while sitting in a chair.

“Do you think that people with color blindness see the world the same as people who don’t?”

“… … What?”

“Let me give you an answer. There are some things that come naturally to you when you answer questions.”

After saying that, the gentleman sat cross-legged as if waiting for my answer.

It’s a question I can’t understand in English, but in order to understand the situation, you’ll probably need to adjust it to his rhythm.

“Yeah, it will be different. If you can’t distinguish colors… .”

“Nevertheless, a third party would think they were looking at the same thing. Even if we see the world differently.”

If it’s normal, then it’s normal.

It didn’t take me long to figure out what that meant.

“… … Are you saying that everyone sees the world differently?”

“It’s good to understand. As you said, intelligent beings tend to have different ideas depending on the environment, time, or birth they have been through.”

A dubious gentleman who presses a fedora as if he is satisfied with my words.

“Even if

Even if we live in this world, we cannot help but feel different from each other. You organize everything in the world with words and evaluate each other.

Although I will share it, it can be said that a true evaluation of things is closer to an individual’s notion than a name. In your eyes, I

It looks like a gentleman, because that tendency is even more pronounced here. “

That’s right, in short, everything that exists here, including his appearance, looks different depending on how rough it has been living.

On the one hand, it was a philosophical story, but from that alone, I could guess that this was a completely different world from where I was originally.

“Yeah, you too

As you might have guessed, this is a place far away from the planet you live in. Only beings that transcend body and mind flow in.

Allowed places… … . Therefore, regardless of the reason or path, those who enter this space will use this space according to their own ideas.

interpret it.”

“So… … . You mean that in my eyes I look like a gentleman, but in other people’s eyes I might look different?”

“It could look like a monster, or it could look like an angel or a demon.”

Angels and Demons… … .

It had a religious feel to it, but I didn’t find that analogy to be very wrong.

It was strange that I, who had been fighting before, came to such a place all of a sudden, and above all else, I was a body that served a being who deserved to be called a ‘god’ to humans.

“Who are you?”

However, such appearances will not prove everything about the other person.

As I was suddenly swept away in a place like this, I felt a bit of confusion.

“I don’t have a clear name, but…”

Fortunately, he was willing to answer my questions.

“If you still need a proper name… … . Yes, call me Laplace.”

“Laplace?”

“Based on your world, I don’t think there is anything that suits you as well as the name.”

Laplace.

That was the name given to him by the dubious librarian in an unidentified space.

I think I’ve heard it somewhere… … . Was it a rafflesia flower?

“Well, I gave you a rough answer, so this time it’s my turn.”

In the midst of feeling suspicious, he finally loosened his legs, stood up quietly from his seat, and walked towards me.

again and again.

He makes the sound of footsteps clearly, as if emphasizing his presence.

“Gingerbread… … . You who have even erased your own name.”

The remarks that followed when the distance had finally narrowed made me cringe without realizing it.

The original name has been erased. The only people who knew that were me and the boss who erased my name from this world.

One reason this person knows it. This is probably because, like the boss, he is a ‘universe being’ that transcends humans.

“Why did you come here?”

It’s such an amazing existence, but fortunately, it’s in a state where I can’t see anything that could be called malicious.

Laplace, who still maintains a gentlemanly appearance, could feel the tension gradually subside.

“You came… … . Am I here?”

“Yeah, your innate ability paved the way for you to come here. Didn’t he earnestly pray for something before he came here?”

It’s not that I came here on my own feet, but that I came here in response to something I did.

But all I did before I came here was fight to the death. In the end, it was hit so badly that I really died… … .

No, I don’t think I’m going to die, I’m really dead.

No matter how tough I am, the last blow I remember was beyond what my body could accept.

Even so, maintaining reason is probably because the gift is still there, even if you don’t know about physical death.

“… strength.”

But no matter what, we are faced with something that is not normally possible.

It is not clear exactly where this place is, but if the opponent is favorable no matter what, it may be possible to seize a ‘opportunity’.

“I need strength.”

“It’s power.”

Yep, that’s all I wanted right now.

I want to make up for the lack of power.

“What happened?”

And the other party did not deny that. No, there was even a natural look in that attitude.

It’s like he expected me to come out like this.

Beyond that, I can make what I want come true.

“Hey, are you going to make a contract with the devil or say something like that?”

“Relax, I will not be against you no matter what. On the contrary, if you visit this space, you may be able to help me as long as I have the authority to do so.”

“… … You are kind.”

“Because you deserve to be here. Isn’t it natural to be considerate?”

Saying that, Laplace moved to a place in the library.

“But be careful. All I can do is help you at the very least. How you use it and how much you pay for it is up to you.”

After scanning one side of the bookshelf that arrived, he pulled out a book in the middle and approached me.

“What is this?”

“It is your destiny.”

“…What?”

“This is a book that contains everything from the past you have been through, what you are going through right now, and everything in the future.”

I interfere with the fate of each person.

That was the opportunity that came to me, longing for power.

The price hasn’t been revealed yet…

Chances are you might have to give up a lot.