성황의 아이들 [2]

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309. Demon King No. 2 (7)

Sigurd traveled through all sorts of dimensions and experienced extraordinary miracles.

I saw a prophet create solid prayer images as easily as if he were breathing.

I have personally witnessed the scene where a faint sigh uttered by a high-ranking demon lord transformed into a strong flame and eventually became a complete dimension.

"But nowhere in the world have I seen anyone who creates the laws that form the dimensions themselves."

The laws of the normal world were truly amazing.

Let there be light.

If you specify the code like that, light of a certain intensity will shine down on the world forever.

Let there be life here.

By manipulating the code like that, strange life forms that had completely skipped the process of origin and evolution came to life.

The codes didn't even have physical limits.

If you specify coordinates, it will happen as you specify, and if you accelerate time, it will accelerate as you specify. Infinite worlds that expand as far as the creator wishes.

"Do you know what the most mysterious thing is? "The truth was that the Oracle who created those beautiful codes was just a human being."

It is not a god, or a high-ranking demon lord somewhere.

Oracle of Kornsheim.

A spiritual leader of a small clan who was overlooked as one of the ordinary prophets.

"Oracle. "For Sigurd Sigurdson, who had no doubt that he was the most special being among humans, he was like a profound challenge thrown in front of him."

The code designating fire means fire, and the code designating water means water. The same code always produces the same image.

As Sigurd observed the standardized rules, he couldn't help but think of the people who were fascinated by his story.

'Singing a comedy brings excitement and joy, singing a tragedy brings sadness and frustration... . 'Everyone had exactly the image I wanted.'

So Sigurd thought like this.

'Maybe it's possible for me too?'

The images evoked by those who hear the same story are always similar.

So, wouldn't it be possible to make my story itself function like a piece of code?

'Couldn't we collect and collect stories and finally make them into a grand rule that constitutes the world?'

That glimpse of possibility was a fascination strong enough to immediately captivate the heart of the storyteller, who was feeling a kind of boredom from the long pastime.

'okay! I want to become a great story that will be remembered forever, not a player chasing a one-time dream! 'I want to be the only story, the only rule that penetrates the world!'

In this way, the storyteller who walked through a thousand dreams began to passionately travel around the world of reality in search of material for a story.

Seongjin clicked his tongue after hearing that. The more she listened, the more dumbfounded she became.

What on earth is that supposed to do?

"That's Sigurd Sigurdsson's ultimate goal? "You're kidding, right?"

"... "Isn't it grand and beautiful?"