Part 2 Episode 82
I had another dream.
He was resurrected by Baal and went through a turf war and a race war to become the king of the Upper World.
End of war. In front of the divine beast of the first heaven, Typhon asked him a question.
[Are you planning to eliminate the main body?]
[Why do you think so?]
Baal asked back as if he had heard an interesting question.
[The archangels told me about you. How many names are there?]
It was an insignificant question, but it was also a question that penetrated the essence.
Baal burst out laughing.
Because I never thought that idiots from the first world would say such things right before they died.
Baal withdrew his hand.
Originally, he tried to steal Typhon’s magic stone and absorb it with his own power, but he decided that it would be more beneficial not to do so.
Memories that were erased when Typhon was revived. I told you some of them.
A being sculpted by the One God with great care. And so comes the lack of solitude. Obsession with entertainment. Interest in trivial dreams. Regressors and outsiders. The meaning of the upper and lower world kings.
These were words that were both familiar and unfamiliar to Typhon.
I learned that the reason was because I had met Baal in several timelines.
In several timelines, he has only reached the Upper World King twice, including now. In other timelines, Typhon said that he was unable to overcome the walls of Lucifer and the heavenly masters, respectively.
[I see.]
Typhon responded indifferently.
This is because the rumors about Baal that I heard every time I dealt with the heavenly masters were not false.
Also, if that is true, it means that Baal is a being that even he himself, the king of the upper world, cannot compete with.
[How do you feel? Would you like to go outside with me?]
Baal, in the form of a dragon, held out his hand.
This is the hand that took his magic stone from another timeline.
[Are you recommending the path of the Constellation to the main body?]
[Yes. But honestly, your current existence makes it difficult to become a constellation. If you go out, you will be hunted soon.]
After you go out, stay alone and find a way to further increase your power of existence.
He told me to go outside and find the ‘dragon with five hearts’.
[I assure you. If you go outside, you won’t be bored.]
[I think I’ve heard that before.]
And Baal made two promises. Neither solitude nor play was preserved.
Kurrrrrr.
Divine magic bloomed from Typhon’s body assimilated with the divine beast.
Baal looked at that and shook his head.
[You make an unfortunate choice.]
[Hahaha. Perhaps if I defeat you, the promise of entertainment may be kept.]
Baal appeared in the form of the Demon Dragon King.
It is a bigger and more powerful presence than when we first met.
The battle was one-sided.
Horsepower and divine power. The power of divine magic was not inferior to Baal.
Srurr.
The brightly blooming holy power immediately overwhelmed Typhon’s presence.
[10% using the Demon Dragon King’s body as an avatar. It’s only possible to subdue him with this level of power.]
Baal reacted with disappointment as he looked at Typhon, who had become a lump of blood.
[I will not kill you. Since you are assimilated with the divine beast, you will be able to recover on your own over time.]
Baal waved his hand.
The scattered holy power twisted the heavenly sky.
A huge presence is felt beyond the twisted space.
[Don’t wait for the moment when you come out on your own.]
With those words, the Demon Dragon King’s body disappeared.
[….]
After a considerable amount of time, Typhon placed his hand on my chest.
The magic stone was not taken away.
I know now.
The vessel of the magic stone that resurrected him was made of holy power.
Leaving that strength behind, he went outside alone.
[It’s difficult.]
Through the tribal war, most of those who could be considered competitors were killed or subdued.
Here in the Three Thousand Worlds, there is no longer anyone who can arouse his interest.
Solitude and play.
You cannot satisfy any of the feelings you are lacking.
Using one’s head is not something suitable for a simple giant like yourself.
[shit. If I had known this would happen, I would have asked for my body to be returned as well.]
Typhon grunted and tore open the space leading to the Underworld.
He is also a being who has reached the pinnacle of the three thousand worlds. Although it was not possible to tear open the space leading to the outside, it was not difficult to head to the Lower World and Middle Earth if one could somewhat restrain one’s power.
Afterwards, Typhon fell to the lower world and ascended to the upper world several times.
The giants became the dominant species in the Lower and Upper Worlds and also appeared to have an influence on the Middle World.
How much time has passed?
A man appeared in front of Typhon.
The man called himself a ‘yoma’.
It is a species that took root in Middle Earth, influenced by the existence of the Underworld.
Also, like Baal, he was said to be performing the role of a returner.
[Then you are also a constellation?]
“Yes. ‘The demon king who defies fate’. “That’s what my colleagues in the outside world call me.”
A demon king who defies fate.
It is a name I have never heard of from Baal.
I was willing.
Although the yoma only felt the power of an archduke, he was clearly of the same species as Baal.
[There is something I want from you. Do you want to fight?]
“Well, I’m not completely used to my current body either. “I just came because I felt the energy of the ‘dragon’.”
A huge magic stone pulsating in his chest.
Magical power, divine power, and sexual power. Typhon burst out laughing at the sight of the yoma pointing at the object that was born from the combination of all those powers.
Typhon adjusted his posture and sat down.
The place he is in is geographically the lower world, but strictly speaking, it is a space that can be called another dimension.
It meant that neither of them had to be careful about what they said.
Yoma said that he was the second constellation born in the three thousand worlds and told him the reason why Baal kept him alive.
It is said that when Typhon becomes a constellation and voluntarily goes out, the existence of the ‘dragon’, which shares the same universe and is directly or indirectly involved in growth, expands.
[Unfortunately, the main body cannot go outside. I tried it several times, but it didn’t seem even remotely possible.]
“It may be the peak in the current timeline, but it is true that it is insufficient compared to the peaks in other timelines. Well, the dragon may have sowed the seeds without considering such things.”
He’s a very temperamental guy. A dragon of destruction who does not care about other beings as long as it is for his own strengthening.
Yoma thus defined Baal.
Typhon burst out laughing at the unexpected attitude.
It was fun talking to him.
100 years. It was around that time when we hung out.
One day, the youma’s expression darkened.
“Typhon. “I think your memory is being erased.”
[huh? What do you mean?]
“Tell me my true name.”
[….]
Typhon is the name that the yoma told me a while ago. I remembered the name from when I was mortal.
I tried to remember, but I couldn’t.
It seems like a pure white paper has been inserted.
“My memories are being erased.”
The youma’s red eyes flashed.
I could see that he was seeing through his own magic stone.
“The dragon’s holy power is eating away at the mana and divine power.”
[Now?]
“There is a high possibility that something he installed in another timeline was activated.”
Now I know.
Baal’s purpose is to become a high-level constellation by sacrificing the possibility of the three thousand worlds.
“The change has already begun, so we won’t be able to stop the loss of memory.”
[It’s a shame.]
Those words came out without me even realizing it.
I don’t remember the things I learned while talking to the yoma.
As I thought about it, I felt as if the loneliness I had forgotten was eating away at my spirit again.
Even so.
[Hahahaha. The main amusement ends here. Yoma, now let me get to the point.]
“….”
[It may be a coincidence that you came to see me, but there must be another reason why we spent 100 years together.]
“Yes. “I tried to do that.”
The youma did not deny it and said that he too was meeting countless possibilities in order to become a high-level constellation.
“But now you are a damaged possibility for me to get.”
[Even you don’t have a solution.]
I’m not afraid of death.
However, I am not happy about the end of being played by Baal’s game instead of my own.
The youma looked at himself quietly.
“Typhon. Do you still crave entertainment?”
[What?]
“Are you still searching for the meaning of existence?”
[You’re saying it’s obvious. Numerous timelines. Among them, none of the giant kings will crave that value as much as the main god.]
“Really?”
Smirk.
Suddenly, the corner of the youma’s mouth rose.
“If it’s likely to disappear anyway, why not join hands with me?”
[You too have solitude and play. Are you confident that you can soothe the emptiness in your body?]
The youma nodded.
“But that won’t be me. “It will be another guy who will follow in my footsteps someday.”
The returner’s secret that the yoma had not told him for the past 100 years.
And it spoke of new possibilities.
It showed some future prospects.
A possibility that could happen if the dream demon grew up instead of dying.
The possibilities she could have on herself and the tens of thousands of things that could happen as a result.
“I will do my best to keep the dream demon named Rosaria alive.”
However, he said that if that happens, Yoma, unlike Baal, will not exist in the same timeline as himself.
“I will select a new human to replace me. “Help him with Typhon Rosaria.”
The voice of a youma suggests. It was similar to the one God I had heard about the moment I was born.
No need to worry.
His answer was fixed.
* * *
I had a few more dreams.
A dream demon named Rosaria survives without dying.
There weren’t many timelines that could make use of that possibility.
His memories were fading away as if on a blink, and the yoma who was trying to contact another timeline while sitting cross-legged in front of him was becoming increasingly dry.
I could tell he was pushing himself too hard.
Such a long time has passed.
“found.”
They say they discovered a timeline where a dream demon named Rosaria is alive and not dead.
The youma with a tired expression said with a smile.
“If it’s a possibility in that timeline… I could grow up to be an archduke.”
Succubus Queen Rosaria.
Typhon burst out laughing at the unexpected possibility.
[Then…]
“Okay. You may not remember me right now, but someday, if you become a constellation, you might remember meeting me. Remember, you must die before your memories disappear.”
[Don’t worry. Those guys have vivid memories of dying once.]
That’s how the youma’s spell began and the two timelines merged.
When I open my eyes.
Typhon was not an upper world king, but an ordinary giant king.
[Father, you are in big trouble.]
[The demon beast and the snake have formed an alliance.]
This is the moment when Orgal and Jormungand were targeting him.
Orgal was stronger than before and Jormungand seemed to have no special memories.
Typhon at this time was decrepit.
I remembered the yoma’s words about having to die before all memories disappear.
The guy’s face is already blurry.
[We need to hurry up on this.]
Not long after, he provoked Orgal and Jormungand.
He did it again.
I could have been killed laughing.
