I lost my mories of my previous life. So much so that I didn’t even realize I had lost them.
Talking with Urd, who had sensed sothing was off, made realize the truth. Even the mories I should naturally rember from my past life had disappeared.
“...”
The "" of now still exists as Clara, but the being that was once "Kang Jinsoo," the foundation of my personality, is fading away.
‘To be precise, it’s already almost gone.’
With no continuity between body and mory, it’s safe to say that the entity known as "Kang Jinsoo" has almost entirely disappeared.
There were many clues pointing to this.
Unlike the Prophet, who brought his physical body, I had clung to the void left by Urd’s expulsion. Moreover, I had been so influenced by it that even my speech and preferences had changed.
Is that all?
The ambiguous remnants of a girl’s soul. And the male soul that was central to it. I’ve done all sorts of reckless things, switching between these two cores.
‘I thought it was great that the D drive’s capacity wasn’t shrinking, but it turns out I’d been using the C drive’s capacity all along.’
This is why you should carefully check where you install the OS.
On top of that, what sealed the deal was accepting the path of the [Saint of Sacrifice]...
Because of that, I awakened all kinds of overpowered skills, but it seems there’s a price to pay for such great power.
“I see—☆”
To put it simply...
Having used up the "Kang Jinsoo" fuel tank due to fate, The ratio of my essence has shifted, making more "Clara" than ever.
‘If it’s 70% orange juice and 30% water, it’s just watered-down orange juice.’
According to the World Tree’s analysis:
【Beep beep, female.】
Oh, how delightful—☆
I’ve beco a woman before even getting to see a part-tir blush at the convenience store after being hit by a TS (gender swap). If I were a Vtuber now, I could totally rake in the donations.
I smacked my forehead.
According to the classification of the Female Selector, Just Big Tree, the current "" is rely a girl who has glimpsed the mories of "Kang Jinsoo."
With the pilot having let go of the controls, The co-pilot is clinging to the controls, trying to rember the pilot’s skills.
From the beginning, it was irregular to have both a pilot and co-pilot within one person’s personality. But thanks to that, I didn’t completely lose my soul and collapse.
I understand now☆
‘The self is surprisingly easy to change.’
Well...
People with their original bodies also change into different personalities if they lose their mories.
This is sothing I can fully accept.
“I see☆ But it’s fortunate. I’ve already dealt with the troubleso priests, and all the juniors have grown enough to manage on their own—☆” “...” “The Prophet... was always unpredictable. Yes♪ It’s fortunate that I took care of everything in advance—☆” “...”
I’m glad I quickly gave Cara the mission to find the flagpole.
If my mory had deteriorated due to Pingcheng’s dentia and I lost all my useful strategies... then I’d be nothing but a seductive Pingcheng who could only flirt at night♪
‘Given the power I’ve gained, the price is cheap.’
I could accept it. I’ve gained more power than I deserve. This price doesn’t feel unfair.
‘As long as I don’t forget about my seniors, juniors, and the academy city...’
I’ll manage sohow. That’s how I’ve moved forward until now.
‘But does this an I lose mories every ti I use [Bifrost]?’
It would be a disaster if I suddenly forgot everything right after using [Bifrost] and turned into a clueless Pingcheng.
...
That’s a bit concerning. I should ask Verdandi-senpai to teach how to wear a diaper.
As I nodded in acceptance, Urd, unusually, held onto the hem of her light dress, looking distressed. She gripped it so tightly that it was full of wrinkles.
Her lips were tightly pursed, as if she might bite them, so I gently spoke to her. It would be a sha to ruin her moist, delicate lips.
“Are you feeling guilty—☆” “...”
Urd nodded with difficulty.
“...Yes. Because of , you ca to this world. And maybe... because of , the Prophet also ca to this world.”
I had entered the empty space left by Clara. The Prophet had been cast into the distant past.
None of us existed in the original tiline that Urd experienced. That’s why she might be feeling guilty for complicating things.
She must be blaming herself for making things more complicated.
‘Ah... Pingcheng’s intuition can sense it.’
This was the kind of gloomy atmosphere where we’d spend ten pages in a manga taking the bla, digging ourselves deeper. In a manga, it would be two whole episodes of nothing but dialogue scenes.
The protagonist losing their mory. And the only companion who realizes the crisis.
If we started matching words now, It would be the mont to prepare for a noble sacrifice with a sad expression.
-It's my fault... so I’ll sacrifice myself (sniffle) -Oh no, that’s not possible...!
This would be a typical death flag, ending with a heroic sacrifice during the final boss fight, right?
Hmph, I know all about it. Don’t underestimate my weeb expertise—☆
So, I covered my ears and started babbling.
“I don’t know, I don’t know—☆” “Clara...?” “The important thing is what to do moving forward! I want to graduate and live as a wealthy lady with Hilde, doing naughty things until we’re worn out—! I want to throw my weight around too! And maybe write a novel when I’m bored! Being a rich idler is the best—☆ I’ll even fix up Red Hare and ride it around!” “...”
Suddenly revealing my wishes. Urd’s expression froze in confusion.
As I looked at her face, I continued speaking.
“...So it’s okay if I lose my mories of my past life. As long as this heart remains, I’m still Clara.”
“Clara.”
Hearing this, She pressed her thumb against my chest and spoke.
“That’s right—☆ You’re the always spiraling, doggedly appearing Pingcheng— Clara.”
Her expression was so serious that it felt like a "Bam!" sound effect should accompany it. Honestly, the dramatic exaggeration of her finger movents made the spot she poked hurt a bit, but I didn’t let it show.
A man sheds tears in his heart.
Sniffle... My chest hurts so much. I miss Grandpa Hua Tuo.
The faint Jinsoo filter remaining within responded.
Easy there. Don’t cry too much, little Jinsoo-kun inside ☆ If a man cries too often, he’ll lose his masculinity—☆
...Just like .
“...” “...”
Urd, still looking gloomy, spoke.
“...No matter what, I never called myself a dog☆”
“Then, even if my mories are erased, I’m still ‘,’ right?”
“...!”
Urd’s eyes widened. She seed to be struck by my words.
Argunt complete. Now, question ti.
“So what do you want to do? You didn’t call here because sothing happened, did you—☆”
“I still... want to watch over and protect the academy city. So...”
“...You wanted to tell about the strange phenonon where people who were erased by the World Tree are appearing?”
“...Yes. But it’s happening a bit sooner than I expected.”
Urd spoke weakly, as if she felt she hadn’t been much help.
‘But she’s helped us in so many ways.’
Urd was no longer the useless senior Clara from the story.
She had beco a proper goddess who was helping us. In the end, she had also changed in her own way.
“Yeah~☆ Let’s definitely protect the academy city and see that happy ending—☆ You’ll watch over us, right?”
Urd nodded with teary eyes.
“Yes! Of course—☆” “High five!”
Smack—!
Our hands t with a bright, cheerful sound. But inside, I didn’t feel so cheerful.
...
Just as we had changed, The Prophet must have also changed, consud by obsession and madness.
‘In the end, the echoes are reverberating.’
The phenonon that occurs right before a "dragon" associated with the abyss and chaos awakens. A world full of order is shaken.
The World Tree is twisting in instability. Life and death. Past and present. The boundary between existence and non-existence is blurring.
This is called an echo.
It’s a phenonon where sothing that no longer exists in this world roams around, mimicking its forr self. It inadvertently leaks the voices of those erased by fate to passersby.
Echoes were reverberating across the Misty Plains.
‘I blocked the priests’ approach to the World Tree so thoroughly. But in the end, it’s happening inevitably.’
I clenched my fist. Everything was already in motion.
‘The echo phenonon doesn’t directly cause harm, but if the World Tree starts excluding more students from fate, it’ll be a headache.’
I need to et Astrid in the Misty Plains.
If it’s her, she won’t waste energy pointlessly opposing the echo phenonon. Even if she tries to eliminate it, the sa phenonon will just appear again.
It’s like a ghost version of a zombie. The infection spreads by conveying information that would cause the World Tree to have a fit.
‘Astrid will probably prevent people from entering the Misty Plains.’
And I need to inform Hilde that the dragon’s awakening has begun.
“...”
I must stop him.
‘It’s a good thing I prepared in advance.’
It’s fortunate that you were too biased to see for what I really am.
Because...
That choice ans... you are inevitably fated to die by my hand.
That’s the destiny we have set.
As long as I remain myself, That will inevitably co to pass.
My heart was pounding. My suit was drenched in unpleasant sweat.
I felt nauseous, like I was about to vomit.
‘Or... did I already throw up?’ I couldn’t tell.
‘Damn bastards. Did they just throw labor laws out the window?’
After pulling all-nighters for a week straight, my head was throbbing.
‘Telling to just go ho, change clothes, and take a shower. Damn, if that’s the case, they should’ve just let go ho for good.’
Since I had to go back to work anyway, I didn’t want to spend money on a sauna, so I was on my way back to my apartnt.
My eyelids felt heavy. So, I closed my eyes.
“Ugh...”
At that mont, My body staggered and fell.
A floating sensation, like my navel was being pulled upward.
I heard the sound of a car approaching.
Honk—
A large truck was rushing toward as I lay on the road.
Ah. I’m going to die.
Crash—
In that split second, I vividly felt the massive tire crush half of my body. Is this what they call a life-flashing-before-your-eyes mont?
‘Damn, of all things, I get this life-flashing mont just as I’m being cut in half...!’
It was miserable.
And so, my consciousness slowly faded to black.
“...And that’s why the sky is blue.”
The pink-haired primitive girl laughed gleefully.
“Hahaha! Jinsoo, you really know a lot!” “D-Do I?” “But why does the sky change color?” “Sigh...”
I held my head in my hands.
The pink-haired primitive beauty tilted her head and approached with a curious look. The sight of her dazzling skin and bright eyes peeking through her tattered clothes made feel uneasy.
So, I hastily stopped her.
“...Don’t co closer. I might get attached.” “Why? Why~? I like you, Jinsoo!” “Yeah, I like you too.” “Yup! I like you, Jinsoo—☆ Our baby will like you too!” “...You have a baby?”
Oh dear. That was shocking. A sharp pain pierced my chest.
But Ymir shook her head at my question.
“No!” “Then what do you an by that?” “Our baby, Jinsoo and my baby! Since we held hands, we’ll have one soon!” “...”
I overca my embarrassnt and briefly explained how babies are made. But it seed she didn’t understand.
‘Is there no basic education in this place?’
A mysterious otherworldly life. It had been three months since I started enduring the barrage of questions from this pink-haired primitive girl, Ymir. I had even gotten used to the familiar sll of the shabby robe and the cozy little hut.
This place was a primitive otherworld where strange beasts existed as gods.
‘This is absolutely ridiculous.’
I held my head in my hands and looked at Ymir, who was still tilting her head curiously. Her pink hair shimred like waves with every movent.
“Jinsoo, are you sick?” “...No.”
Her voice was clear, like marbles rolling across a floor.
“...”
To think that just a 2% difference in genetic makeup could create such a doll-like beauty. The world really is all about genetics.
‘...She’s really annoyingly pretty.’
Even Diao Chan would lower her donation screen if she saw this girl and apologize. Da Qiao and Xiao Qiao would imdiately switch to being Vtubers.
It was almost depressing.
“Sigh...”
When I sighed, Ymir brought her face close and blew air into my mouth.
“Hooo~”
Pingcheng’s breath whooshed into my mouth.
“...?!”
We were practically touching lips... We were literally on the verge of kissing.
“What are you doing...?!”
“Hehe, Jinsoo sighs all the ti, so I was worried your air would deflate~” “...”
Ymir laughed innocently, her eyes sparkling.
I was starting to get annoyed. It was one thing for her to keep showing this unguarded side of her, but this was going too far.
So, the second ti, I actually brought my lips to hers. But Ymir kept playing the sa prank after that.
And over ti, what started as a prank beca genuine.
This is the world of Yggdrasil Gate.
But thousands of years in the past.
I realized that fact when I saw the yellowish cat before .
“...Is this for real?” “...What do you an?” “Just an exclamation.” “What kind of exclamation?” “I can’t believe this situation.” “I see. When you want to deny reality, it’s common to say, ‘Is this for real?’...”
There’s sothing off about this kid...
Twitch—
The yellow cat ears of the so-called "Golden Witch" twitched. If I hadn’t seen this little one summon the golden weapon, I wouldn’t have recognized her as the Golden Witch.
‘To think this is the world of the ga I know.’
The Yggdrasil Gate I’m familiar with was more... weeb-ish, set in a civilized fantasy academy city.
“...”
I lifted my head and looked to the side.
Roar—!!
A king dragon breathed fire as it flew by, And insect-like dragons soared in the sky.
‘No matter how I look at it, this is just a primitive world.’
So, I sighed.
“Sigh...” “Huh?!”
From a distance, Ymir, who had been chasing butterflies, ran over and gently pressed her lips against mine like a bird. The soft touch and a pleasant scent spread.
The little one tilted her head and asked.
“Why do you kiss when soone sighs?”
It’s just beco a habit. That’s all.
“...I don’t know.” “Don’t know, don’t know—☆” “That’s strange.”
Is it just you?
“So, a place like that actually exists? A place where you only do what you want, and they feed and house you?” “It’s not about doing only what you want; it’s about focusing on learning.” “Wow—☆ ‘School’ sounds amazing—! You only do what you want—!” “Ymir, you’re not listening to , are you?”
“Jinsoo! After we defeat all the beast gods, let’s build our school on this fertile land!” “A school? Hahaha, will that be enough! Let’s fill an entire large city with students!” “Yup, yup☆ That’s amazing, amazing—!” “I have a question. What exactly do you an by a large city?” “Well... how about... this big?” “Jinsoo, you’re smart, so tell ~” “How about a radius of 200 kiloters centered around the World Tree? There are no fractures within that range...”
When it’s all over, We’ll definitely be able to live happily.
I will change the fate of the Three Heroes.
But I couldn’t change fate.
Except for her and , everyone else died.
“Jin...soo...” “D-Don’t talk anymore, Ymir—!! You’re bleeding too much!!” “I’m sorry... I left you alone...” “No!! No—!!!” “Heh... Heh... I hope... we really build a school... Yeah... For the last miracle... that would be nice...”
May a happy academy city, where everyone can live peacefully, co to be.
...
...
...
And then, I opened my eyes.
“Let’s begin.”
Prophet, the salvation you seek...
The silver-haired woman raised a sphere filled with dreams high. Beside her, a brown-haired girl looked at the wolf tattoo etched on her arm with a weary expression.
The Prophet swore.
“I will save this world.”
With a dream that will never end.
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