"Whirlpool waves...!

　All that's left to do is to apply a sealing technique at zero distance and the game is over.

　This is the large hall in the center of the second floor of Vyasia Castle.
　Although it's a little off the center of the magic circle, it's enough to seal the Ancestor Vortex Wave in its current state.

　I'll use my subfluidic technique to grab the Ancestor Vortex Wave's arm and that's it.

　If you grab it, you win.
　Victory.

　Almost there.
　Just grab it.
　Just grab it.

What--?

　It was ten seconds after he had gained the upper hand that he noticed the discomfort.
　All the techniques were being heckled and played off - and finally, it was becoming difficult to even touch them.
　In other words, they only had the upper hand for ten seconds.

　--What's the meaning of this?　What's going on?

　In the plan, he was supposed to be able to grab the skill of an ancestor at least once with this 'subfluidic technique'.
　However, the reality was too ruthless. He couldn't grab it even once.

　On the contrary, he was getting worse with every second.
　Fist to fist, fist to fist, I'm being pushed down little by little.

　The horrible reality of this chills his spine and he concentrates on the enemy's face instead of his own technique.

　The progenitor vortex wave was expressionless, staring at his body.
　Eyes like the unfathomable emptiness characteristic of dimensional wizards.
　Looking at those pitch-black eyes, I felt a chill in my heart - I was convinced.

　Now the founder Uzunami is trying to imitate (copy) his skill of subfluidic arts.
　He sensed a disadvantage in the first second and used the next ten seconds to watch and practice - trying to catch up with the value of the skill on this occasion.

　And now that my skills are no longer working at all ...... that's what I mean.
　The skills that I had gambled over ten years to master have been sucked away in a mere ten seconds or so ......--

"Bah, stupid. ......!　I'm kidding: ......!

　He swears and repeats a technique that no longer works at all.
　The progenitor Uzura Wave coolly defended it.
　No, on the contrary, the 'subfluidic technique' that he had perfected was elevated to a higher level with a few seconds of training, and it was carried out as a new technique.

　Forced to retreat with that technique, I felt my face twitch.

　--f*cking around.　

　Are you trying to say that a year for an ordinary person is equivalent to a second for a brilliant person?
　Is it just a good stepping stone, such as the techniques you've trained yourself to use?　

"f*ck off!　Whirlpool waves!

　He becomes enraged and goes to grab it.
　However, he was matched by the move and his arm was taken in the opposite direction.
　In the end, it was the progenitor Uzurinami who fulfilled his aim first. Following that, a flowing and perfected 'body technique' that I was not even allowed to see was performed, and intense pain rushed through my entire body.

''Ugh, ugh--!

　The enemy was moving too fast for me to know what kind of move I had taken.
　But I only know my condition thanks to the stabbing pain in my brain marrow.

　My right arm was broken.
　But I can't stop. Immediately, I try to fight back, letting the trees nestled inside my body grow and use them as a graft for the broken bone.

　However, the first step is pushed back by the blows of the progenitor vortex wave.
　I could barely see that I had been hit from directly below. I also knew that it was the same fist I had used in the first place.

　I can't prevent that attack from happening to me.
　If it was the same as my own fist, I could have prevented it, but of course it was faster than my own fist.
　There was no way he could prevent it.

　Before he knew it, the advantage of the fist fight had changed.

　Many times his own arm was taken and broken.
　The pain of the blows and the broken bones made me jump in and out of consciousness.
　The damage builds up and his body becomes numb and immobile.
　They are instantly healed with plants and magic.

　The bones are no longer in pieces - the body is somehow moved through the tree instead of the bones. Ruptured blood vessels are held together by the fibers of the tree. The collapsing body manages to keep itself rooted to the ground through the soles of its feet.

　He is punched and punched and punched - and at the end of it all, the right fist of the progenitor vortex wave catches the middle of his own face.
　The cord holding his long white hair together popped and spread out like a lion's mane.

　Still unable to fall, the founder Uzuraha's expression changed.
　Through the shattered glasses, he could see his enemy's turmoil.

　The fist of the Ancestor Uzumi was slick with blood and the enemy was losing its stance.
　If he wanted to fight back, it was now or never.
　The chance that he had endured to come to this point - the opportunity that he had endured.

Not yet!

　His right fist struck the enemy's side of the face roughly as he was struck.

''Guh!''

　The Primordial Vortex Wave must have thought that there was no way to fight back in this state.
　He had stolen all of his own 'Subfluidic Technique' techniques and must have been caught off guard.
　It seemed to have hit him because it was an attack with no technique or anything else.

''Ahhhh, not yet!　Not yet, Uzumi-iiiiiiiii!

　Shouting, he abandoned his defenses and suicide attacked with the trees inside his body.

　The Primordial Vortex Wave responds to it.
　He ducks under his own telephone-punch and is tackled to hug his waist. Then, with a spiritedness that seems to pull out the big tree, he is shouted back.

''Aydo oo--!

　Apparently, he didn't like the fact that he was rooted to the ground.
　As if to tell him to stand on his own feet and fight, his body was plucked from the ground, levitated, and carried straight to the wall of the Great Hall, where he was slammed down.

　The back of my head is hit and my vision goes blank as I feel the wall break on my back.
　He goes into the guest room at the back of the great hall, breaks another wall, and then goes into a guest room further back - and is taken as far back as he can get.

　It's not as if there are any artificial walls when it comes to the battle between the "stealers of reason".
　I'm going to be able to say that I have become strong and sturdy, and I unconsciously clasp my hands together and raise them in the air.

"Uzuruha!　Ku, ra, ee, ee--!

　Then, he dropped his clenched fist as hard as he could onto the enemy's back and stopped moving.
　The Sijo Vortex Wave's body was slammed down and cracked the floor of the guest room.

　Of course, Shi Zuhafo immediately stood up and challenged him to fight close again.

　Not yet.
　I'm not done with my 'subfluidic arts' yet.

　If it was a fist fight while recovering, he still had the advantage.
　My own recovery magic greatly exceeds the recovery magic of the primordial vortex wave. Most importantly, it's great to be able to use recovery without leaking magic power out of your body. It is only the Ancestor Whirlpool Wave that is targeted by the Magic-Sucking Holy Tree de Rifidoux.

　Counterattack each other.
　Don't be afraid of the enemy's fists.
　Eat a hundred fists, and counterattack with a single blow.
　If you recover a hundred fists before the enemy's one, you've won.

"I'm not done yet!

　I can't keep up with the enemy's body arts anymore. I can't see anything.
　My body is screaming in pain. I'm over the limit.　
　The magic power is being consumed by recovery and repair at a frightening rate. I'm close to being empty.

　But I'm almost there.
　I just need to do a little more.
　I'm begging you--

　Your heart.
　You can stop.
　But just pretend to move for a moment.

　Praying to God, I keep fighting.
　I keep fighting back despite the beating I'm taking.
　Believing that as long as I don't break my heart, I will have a chance to win, I will continue to endure the enemy's attacks over and over again...

　At the end of it, it was the Primordial Vortex Wave that retreated first.
　I couldn't chase after the retreating enemy and stood there, gasping for breath.

''Gah, haha ......!　Hahahahahaha!

　In contrast, the Primordial Vortex Wave twisted his face and complained about his style.

''You fight like a zombie ....... Id .......

　Ka, I won: .......
　We competed in an exchange of damage and recovery.

　Honestly, the difference between their visible appearances to each other is huge.
　The first ancestor vortex wave's face remains clean, whereas I am covered in broken bones and bruises and covered in blood.

　However, the beautiful face of the Primordial Vortex Wave was pale.
　The poison he had planted in advance was taking effect.
　The earlier seeds have grown up and are compressing his lungs.
　It's doing more damage than the eye can see.

　If we keep this up--and I'm sure we'll have a chance--we'll have a chance.

You're not ready to win yet, id: ......

　When I am happy with the turnaround in my situation, the primordial whirlpool wave waters me down.
　And then he uses a magic that he hadn't used for a long time.

''--Magic 《Distance Mute》!

　With a high density of magic power on his right arm, he looked at me and smiled.

''What on earth ....... You proved earlier that that magic doesn't work .......
Yeah, I know. So, I'm gonna change my mind. If you won't go through with it, I'll go through with it.

　The First Ancestor Vortex Wave thrusts its pale, luminous right arm into its own chest and explores its body with an unprecedented concentration.

　It's hard to believe that it's merely interfering with your body beyond dimensions. It's as if he's performing a treatment that can never fail - I realize the enemy's aim.

''--No way!

　Exactly now, the primordial vortex wave is providing treatment.
　However, it was no ordinary treatment. It's not a magical recovery, but more of a different method--

'So that's what it is!　If you don't think he's going to use magic, he's been deploying Dimension inside your body for a long time!　Are you going to perform surgery on me right here!

　The movement of his hands without any hesitation showed that he already had a healing procedure and a hit on him.
　During the fight up to this point, the Primordial Uzura Wave hadn't been fighting only against himself.
　First and foremost, he had been using magic on himself, thinking about the removal of what was consuming his body.

''Good!''

　First Ancestor Whirlpool Wave let out a few words that reeked of success and took out two magic stones from his body.
　The color of the magic stones is green.

　I can tell that I'm the 'one who steals the logic of the tree', so I can tell it's faintly obvious.
　They are poisonous and seed magic stones.

　If there's something that you don't like about the one that steals the logic of the dimension, it will turn into a magical stone without question.
　It's not likely to cure all of the state abnormalities, but that haphazard backstory has reproduced the same effect as my own state recovery magic.

''But that magic is gaping!　It's leaking magic, too!　'Sacred Tree of Magic Sucking (de Rifidou)' folks, here we are!

　Swearing in my mind, I calmly call the plants from around me.
　I have to interfere before all the poisons and seeds are extracted.
　Without a doubt, the magic called 《Distance Mute》 is the highest level of dimensional magic. In order to use it, there must be an opening inevitably.

''--I'm sorry, but there's no gap. I'm using magic because I thought it was safe to do so. This one.

　In contrast, the Primordial Vortex Wave did not release the 《Distance Mute》. On the contrary, he inserted his right arm inside his body again and avoided the trees that were approaching from the surrounding floor and walls as it was.
　Naturally, if I'm also calling out to the plants, I'll approach them to hit them with the 'Subfluidic Technique'.
　Even so, the attack on the primordial vortex wave, not at all--

Oh, no?

　Countless plants and my own two fists - all of which are not hit.
　What should have worked just a few minutes ago has become meaningless after only a few minutes.
　He was astonished at his unreasonable learning ability, to which our founder, Uzura Wave himself, answered the reason.

''After the battle up to this point, I have a general idea of how to fight you. And how to deal with these plants.
Impossible!　I may not be able to handle myself yet, but I can't handle the plants that live here!　That's how I prepared it, and I've spent many years building it--

　Sputtering - the plants that surrounded the primordial vortex wave were cut off at once.

''--Huh?''

　The left arm of the primordial vortex wave with the right arm plunged into his body - the treasure sword was held there before he knew it. In addition, the blade that seemed to be a skill 'Magic Power Materialization' was extended.

　That crystal-clear blade attacked me as well.
　Flicking it with his cuirass, he hurriedly retreated in a hurry.

''Nonsense!　Why does the magic power of the progenitor vortex wave pass through the trees!　Master Nosfi's technique should be written down!

　The founder Uzura Wave did not answer to that.
　The previous light-hearted exchanges of words are over, and he has a serious look on his face from here on out.

　I had no choice but to search for the cause myself.
　Then I noticed that the color of the blade that the Primordial Vortex Wave extends is not pale purple, but colorless.

''The attributes of the magic power have changed ......?　No, not only are the attributes changed, but the quality and color of the magic power as well!　No way, I messed with my soul and changed the attributes of the magic power I generate!　What a terrible thing to do!

　From the arm stuck in the body of the progenitor vortex wave and the altered magic power, he arrived at the answer to this situation.
　However, it was too unbelievable. I know this because I have become 'the one who steals reason' and my understanding of souls and magic power has deepened.

　I'm not going to be the only one who can do that.
　If you make one mistake, you will face a destruction more terrifying than death.

''You won't be able to use one arm, but ...... now you can fight with a sword. It's already okay if that thing called 'Magic Sucking Holy Tree (de Rifidou)' and 'Stone Eating Ivy (Terrieria)' come at the same time.
'd*mn, that's crazy: ......!
"It's all about beating you at ......!　Id!

　And the founder, Uzura Wave, swings his sword at himself.
　Against himself - he is going to fight head-on, utilizing all of his talents with all of his might, without letting his guard down at all.

　You will be able to feel happy or sad, angry or dismayed, an inexplicable emotion (or things) rising from your chest.

　But you quickly push it down and take stock of the situation.
　Before you know it, the movement of the "Holy Tree of Magic Absorption" (de Rifidou) has slowed down.
　I don't know what kind of means it's using, but it seems that the Primordial Vortex Wave is imitating its own response and giving it magical power ahead of time.

　There is no longer any point in raiding the plants.
　The advantage brought by Master Nosfi has also crumbled.
　Forcibly, the poison has been neutralized, and both sword and magic have been lifted.

　We must keep our distance.
　Don't lose heart.
　The possibility that my 'subfluidic arts' wouldn't work should have been predicted.
　Just move on to the next strategy as originally planned.

''--[Wood Spears]!

　The back hand that I had prepared in front of the central grand staircase of Vyasia Castle - the magic stone "Wooden Drop" is crushed and a great magic of the wood attribute is released.
　The wooden staircase changes shape and it is a magic that stabs the enemy with countless long and sharp thorns.

　However, the Primordial Vortex Wave leisurely sews in between those thorns.
　The only time that the country's highest magic stone consuming depths brought to him was a second, which was either enough or not enough time.

　The Ancestor Vortex Wave Sword continued to attack him from a long distance without any disturbance at all.
　Although he managed to prevent it with his armor, including his cuirass, he could see that it was being chipped away little by little. At this rate, even the armor made from the divine tree won't hold up.

　This sword distance is no good.
　I can't run away or get close, and I'll be cut to pieces.

　Immediately I run up the stairs myself. Along the way, I crush a number of expensive magic stones I had prepared, stalling and doing my best to keep my distance.

　However, it was synonymous with teaching the Primordial Vortex Wave that his schemes were running out.
　Seemingly convinced that there was no longer much of a trap, the Primordial Whirlpool Wave wielded its sword lively.

　The great magic of the wood attribute was dispelled like a piece of paper.
　The thick trunks trying to swallow the enemy, the countless root tentacles, the storms of leaves that cut through flesh, the sap that dissolves everything - everything is dispensed with, dispensed with - dispelled.

　That's not all.
　Even the stage I had prepared for myself, Vyasia Castle, was between these ridiculous swordsmen.

　The pillars in the castle's great hall, the spiral grand staircase, the thick walls, the ceiling separating the third and fourth floors, and the floor--everything was slashed by the primordial whirlpool wave, disregarding the distance and size.

　With two jet-black eyes shaking like that unfathomable emptiness, the founder vortex wave chases after him.
　As his proud castle was being slashed and slashed and slashed lightly, he had no choice but to flee with a pained expression on his face.
　He continued to run and run and run, using everything he could to get upwards.

　At the end of it all, I arrived at the throne room of Vyasia Castle.
　The flags on the walls swayed in the wind that blew in through the windows. This castle, the last stronghold.

　This is the last place for my planned duel.
　In that sense, it is as planned.
　There is ...... a look on my face that is only distorted.

　I'm finally trapped in the back of the throne room - even in front of the throne, I am finally trapped.
　That's where the Primordial Vortex Wave stopped wielding its sword. He seems to have some emotional attachment to this place, shrinks his sword and begins to look around.

　This throne room may be the last place where the Founder Uzumi had planned to fight.
　So quietly that you would think so, the Primordial Uzuma Wave looks at you, putting away its wariness.

　I was irritated by his leeway, and I couldn't help but let what was in the bottom of my heart hit me.
　Now, I'm going to take out the resentment that started it all in the first place.

''--Shinsei Uzumiamii!　Why!　Why do you have to fight yourself so hard!　Playing with your soul!　Do you want to beat yourself that much!　You have nothing to do with Vyssia!　You're not even from this world!　Why do you involve yourselves in this!　

　Hearing those words, the Primordial Vortex Wave replied without a pause, as if it had been waiting for him.

''Because ......?　Of course it's because you two siblings can't see it!　All of you, all of you, I can't see anything else!　So we can't leave it alone!　I can't leave it alone!
That's such a ...... thing to do. ......!

　The immediate answer made me take a step back.

　If I'm going to throw words at him, the founder Uzura Wave must have decided to answer with words alone.
　He stopped, lowered the tip of his sword, and took a stance waiting for his next words.

　From the way he looked at it, he was keenly aware that unlike himself, the founder Uzura Wave still had plenty of time to spare.
　I've done what I can do.
　It was the most advantageous field in the world for me.
　I used both poison and traps.
　I also got a great deal of support from Apostle-sama and Nosfi-sama.
　This is the castle that blocked the past and future vision, the backbone of the story.

　Even so, this overwhelming strength--!

　He knew that the more he fought, the stronger he would be.
　But this too would be ...... cowardly.

　Now I feel like everything inside my heart is being seen through by the enemy.
　In fact, there were many occasions in battle where I was moved before I could make a move.

　In order to attack this man, I would have to bet everything on the moment.
　You have to hold your breath in an instant - and yet he seems to be preventing that from happening with his sensing magic and future vision magic. To begin with, because of the invisibility and dimension shifting magic, he can't easily get into the pause for a special kill.
　On top of that, the 'Sword Technique' has reached the same level as Rowen-sama's, and he absorbs the enemy's abilities (skills) as he fights, and if he is touched by that right arm, he will die instantly ......?

　How do you want me to kill this .......
　How am I supposed to fight this: .......

　Yeah, it's a joke. Joke. He's kidding.
　I'm kidding. ......--

　This is the 'strong man'.

　The next thing you know, you're going through anger and despair is filling your heart.
　My heart is about to be broken. ......--

Id!　Remember what Titi said earlier!　Now you've seen your sister clearly with your eyes!　Did that look like someone manipulating you!

　And the words released from the strong strikes the hearts of the weak and lays waste to them without question.
　Just like the 'Lord' who once charmed all the people of the north - even this id.

'Titi doesn't need a country like Viisia!　He didn't want to be The Lord Who Rules!　The only thing I've always needed was you, my brother!

　That's ......--

　--No!

　Don't get swallowed up!　Don't accept it!
　The words of the progenitor vortex wave are the very knife that kills you.

　If you admit it, ......--this time, 'I' will die!
　I'm going to die!　If you don't want to die, talk back!

...... No, it can't be!　I've chosen the Lord who rules!　I swore an oath to save my country and the people of the North!　I announced in front of everyone that I would help them all!　I saw the beginning of it myself!　I saw it through from start to finish!
'No!　Titi didn't choose the country!　There's no such thing as a vii'icia!　He chose a boy from the unnamed "demon" - Aide!　You were supposed to!　That's all it was!
'Don't talk like you know anything!　The Lord who rules vows to do everything in his noble will, in his strong and wise form, no matter what he puts his mind to.　I kept seeing myself behind it!
'That's just how he got strong because you were looking at him from behind!　That's what you expected me to do, and I've continued to do so!　How could you not notice that!　If you don't realize that it's an illusion created by your pretensions as a sister, no one else will ever realize it!
'No, it's not: ......!　The Lord of Lords is no such small vessel. ......!　It's a legend!　We've brought back that northern legend!　It's impossible that that invincible 'Lord' who is invincible, the 'ruling king' (Lord) was just looking good - it's impossible!
'It's possible!　He's weak!　He's a little vessel, a coward.　That's why that guy escaped a thousand years ago!　I would have left everything and run away from your expectations!　Don't conveniently forget that fact!

　...... Ah, yes.

　A thousand years ago, the ruling king (Lord) escaped with the primordial vortex wave.

　It's something I tried not to think about.
　It's something I've been trying to pretend I didn't see.
　All the facts that I had turned away from were confronted again, and my mind was shaken.

'Well, that's because you were there!　If only you... if only you... if only you weren't you!　It wasn't supposed to end like that!　I, the Vizier, am the support of the Lord, and I'm sure I could have made peace with the world in the battle a thousand years ago!　I was one step closer to making my dream come true!
'You already realize it would have ended the same way without me!　You already know that dream crushed your own sister!　Id!
'Oh, it's fussy!　If you knew that, what would you say!

　I know!　No!
　I know exactly what's going on, so here we are!

"Yes, my sister is now the Lord who rules!　With great deeds, there must have been an impossible one or two!　What's wrong with that!　Because the 'Lord' loved this country more than anyone else!　The Lord Commander wanted to protect the country more than anyone else!　More than anyone else, the 'Lord' (Lord) strived to turn this country into a 'paradise'!

　What's wrong with choosing what to watch because it's painful!
　What's wrong with only seeing what you want to see!
　What's wrong with being the 'Prime Minister'!　
　What's wrong with my sister being the Lord who rules!

"My sister definitely wanted a 'Lord' to rule!　Otherwise, we wouldn't have been able to fight that well!　I'm not going to go alone to a realm where no one can follow me!
'So!　It was your job to pull it back!　You, my brother!

　Don't tell me now: ......!　
　Why are you saying this now and not then!
　It's too late for everything!　It's been a thousand years!
　After a hundred years, after a thousand years, here we are!
　And yet!　I can't believe I came here and did everything wrong: ......!

'No, no!　My role was to be the 'Prime Minister' and follow behind as the same 'stealer of reason'!

　After all this time, the Lord who rules...

　I can't believe I've been in pain all these years.
　I can't believe I've been pushing myself all these years.
　I can't believe I've been asking for help for so long.
　And I can't believe I've been so full of myself for so long that I couldn't see it: .......

　Don't tell me that ......, don't tell me that ......!
　Please, ......--!

"I am the 'Prime Minister's Id'!　"The one who steals the logic of the tree"!　Don't let anyone tell you it was wrong!　There's no way I'm going to admit such a thing!

　He shouts that he is the 'Prime Minister'.
　Clutching the heroic tale of "The Lord" in his bosom, he shouts back desperately.

　The five letters shining on the text of that heroic tale are "Prime Minister's Idol".
　That's the only thing I'm proud of, and I've come this far.

　However, I'm nearing my limit.
　Even more than the fist fight with all the power of death earlier - this clash of words is too painful (...)

The id. ...... Even now, your sister is looking for her brother. She's been searching, wandering. ...... He's not looking for the Prime Minister's id. She's been searching for her brother Ayde for a long, long time .......
'Then all the battles in The Prime Minister's Id were in vain ......?　It wasn't good for anyone, you say ......?　Are you asking me to admit that: ......?　That all the efforts made for the "Lord of the Lords" were not worth it. ...... That those hundred years had no meaning ....... You have to admit that ......!
Yeah. I think you'd be willing to let a hundred years go by for nothing. That's what I think.
-What?

　Not just life and death, but even the soul and the meaning of life, the founder vortex wave answered his own question immediately.
　Then he continued to tell himself in raptures, "It's only a hundred years.

''It's only a hundred years. Your sister has suffered for a thousand years. ...... Even if you lose a hundred years, you don't lose everything. Only the most important thing remains .......
Are you suggesting that you will remain Lord Titty's brother: ......?
Yes.
'I can't. I can't go back to being a little brother now. ...... Sister Titty's brother was too helpless. He was too worthless. He was too helpless to be of any help to anyone, and whether he existed or not, he was still vulnerable ....... It was pathetic and shameful ......, and just remembering it was abominable ......!

　I try to remember what little of the past remains, and I shout out in anger.

　All I can remember is the abominable 'self'.
　Ah, yes.
　My brother Aide was a foolish child who dared to even remember.

　He was so spoiled by his position as a younger brother that he couldn't help himself in any way.
　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　...... Still that's fine.

　At the end of the North, I was constantly shaking and leaving everything to my sister.
　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　...... That's still okay too.

　After that, I just kept dragging my feet behind my sister's back, and I kept getting in trouble.
　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　I'm ...... still fine with that.


　Not so, I think the thing I find most abhorrent is--.


　--that day (...) I couldn't do anything (・・・・・・) that day (...) before my sister died and spit (・・・・・・・) on me (・・・・・・・), I couldn't do anything (・・・・・・).


　...... Oh, that's it!
　A pathetic child whose sister was dead and still depended on her!
　Just to bring back that memory!
　I can't wait to kill that brother or that kid named Aide--!

''Primordial Vortex Wave ......, that brother killed your sister ......?　A pathetic, weak and too stupid brother killed ....... That brother had no point in living....... No, just being alive was harmful ...... and that was 'Sister's Brother Id'!

　I don't want to admit that.
　I'd rather pretend it never happened.
　That's not me.

　That's not me. ......

But it was different when I was working as the 'Prime Minister' for the 'Lord of the Dominion' ....... It is the only 'self' that can be recognized. The only thing that made me feel worthy and meaningful was myself as the 'Prime Minister'.
"That's why you're so obsessed with your 'Prime Minister' ......, isn't it?
Because I was able to help!　It was worth it!　It made sense!　...... That made me happy!　I didn't know how to live my life, but as long as I put myself out there working for the 'King Who Rules' (Lord), that's how I felt I was living!
'So you want Titi to be 'The Lord' forever!　You're gonna do that until the day you die!　You're going to keep doing this, even after you're dead!　Are you going to let him alone carry all this on his shoulders any longer?
Oh, shut up!　Shut up, Cuirinha!　When the road isn't the road!　Then what will happen to you!

　After being continuously denied by the first ancestor vortex wave, he finally cursed the other party with his own foul mouth.

　When was the last time I was this distraught: .......
　A very long time ago - the memories of being denied, denied, denied, denied, and wandering around the painful world keep coming back to my mind - my heart is wild everywhere.

'Don't use my sister for self-gratification!　What you're doing is not good for Titi!　It's not a dedication or anything!
'Then what do I do?　I'm afraid of myself!　Once you're no longer the Prime Minister Id, you're no longer yourself!　I wouldn't know what to do with myself!　You'll lose your value!　You'll lose your name!　I'm going back (・・・・・・) to those days of being less than a slave (・・・・・・・・・) (・・・・・・)!　The days of endlessly repeating who I am are coming back!　It's time to ask yourself what you're living for!　I don't like it!　I don't want to do just that, so I have to make my sister into a 'ruling king (Lord)'!
"Is that your deepest, most sincere feeling?


　--Oh, really?


　What did you just say to yourself?
　Was it your true intention to use your sister to escape your fears?
　I'd like to think not ...... but I can't deny that I had that dim feeling somewhere in my mind.

　Oh, how stupid I am.
　How ugly, how weak.
　At the end, the weakest guardian is approaching its limits.

　Hence, it was a defensive instinct, like a survival instinct.
　In order to survive, I shouted.

'Aikawa, Uzurinami-iiiiii!　You're annoying!　More than that, don't talk to me about your high and mighty ways, aaahhhhhh!

　As my heart breaks, I can feel my body, which was being maintained by my mental power, disintegrating.

　My body, which I had held together with the trees of my own volition, is being eroded by the trees.
　The white bones dissolve and the core of the tree passes through the body instead. The tree leaves its own control, breaking through flesh and skin and protruding from every part of the body.
　The sensitive nerves of man - the sensitive nerves of the plant - are turned into the insensitive nerves of the plant, and at the same time, the muscles become vegetative. Even the sensory organs are transformed, and you can see the color of the eyes turn white.
　Then, the body assimilates with the last of the divine tree's armor that it wore. From the armor, branches grow up and separate, bearing bright green leaves.

　This is a 'half corpse (half monster) transformation' unique to guardians (guardians).

　In other words, I have been killed half of the time with just a word.

　And in the throne room of this Vyasia Castle, the weak 'Tree Man (Doriad) Demon' who was not a 'Vizier', not an id - not even that name, will return.

''Yes, that's right!　I'm a weak, scared, miserable, cowardly man!　So I was scared to death of when I would lose sight of the light that is The King Who Rules (The Lord)!　Before I became "The One Who Stole Reason", I was laughed at by everyone in the castle!　I've been accused of being a favored coward because I'm the brother of the Lord who rules!　And it was true!　I'm useless as a military and civilian officer.　I never had the talent to repel those insults!　You have no idea what you're capable of!　To you, my friend, for your talent!　Everyone loves you!　You have no idea how weak people feel.　I can't bear to be identified!

　That 'demon' child curses and screams at the inequality of the world.

'I had no talents!　There was nothing attractive about it!　He didn't even have a strong heart!　Hence, I was alone, in the dark, on a daily basis!　Every day I'm scared to death to live!　For a talentless one to walk the world is like walking without a light on a dark cliff!　That's why I was so desperate not to lose sight of the light that is 'The King Who Rules (Lord)'!
'Are you sure?　Was it really the Lord who ruled that you felt the light?　I thought you had to be the Prime Minister because you wanted to be for your sister, not for the sake of the fairy tale "Lord who rules"!　Idiot, as long as your sister is around, you're still you!　You've lost all the memories of your brotherhood and the price you paid for being the thief!　You have a sister!　The only sister in the world who needs her brother, you!
Shut up, shut up, shut up!　Shut up, Cuirinho!　We don't want to mislead ourselves any more--!

　You don't have to tell me!　
　It's only that the 'price' of being 'the one who steals the reason' is that the memories of the happy sister and brother are completely missing!

　But it's still there!　
　For some reason, the memories are still there!　
　Just that pathetic little brother!　
　It's stuck in my brain, stuck in my brain forever!

　The only thing I can clearly remember is my own shameful appearance of confusion in front of my spiteful sister!

　Every day for a hundred years!　Every day, every time I fall asleep, I'm reminded of that, every time I close my eyes!
　Every time things happen, the essence of my dying will haunt me for the rest of my life!

　Then we'll just have to pretend it never happened for the rest of our lives!
　You'll have to kill yourself, your "brother"!

　The only thing I can trust anymore is The Prime Minister!　The only way for 'me' to have value and meaning and live in this dark world is the 'Vizier' of the 'Governing King (Lord)'!
　That's the only strong 'me' (id)!

Shut up, you idiot!　I told you I can't watch!　You and Titi are the only two brothers in the world!　I don't have any other family!　If you lose it, it's not coming back!　So don't you ever leave me alone again!　The two of you, you poor thing, both of you--!

　That was the end of the argument--

　-- they were screaming at each other and moving at the same time.

　I am no longer thinking of myself.
　You don't think about the spacing of the enemy's swords or anything else, you just think about winning the enemy in front of you and run. In the first place, even if you think hard, it doesn't add up to anything. In that case, the only thing left to do is to push straight ahead and fight beyond the limits.

　As I run, I finish preparing myself to unleash all my magic power.
　The founder vortex wave responds to it with a sword.
　The sword paid off its arms at a distance that should have been impossible to reach, and the sword ripped open the belly of this "half-mortal" body, puncturing its lungs and piercing both of its legs.

　Still, I didn't mind and pushed forward.
　It was an injury that would have stopped a sane person, but I was never intimidated.

I'm going to win!　I've beaten you and now I'm going to be the real 'Prime Minister'!　I have to be!　By any means necessary!

　It's my life!

　I'm going to 'chant' with my whole life.

' - 'I am the only one, the soul of a nameless child (Tamashii)' -!

　Concentrate all the magic in these two hands.
　Put your foot down and transfer the magic to the ground.
　And run!　Run through--!

-- "-- 'The lost child was led by the world (Anata) and ran to the end of the backlight' --!

　Watch me, Vortex Wave.　
　I'll burn it, drop it, crush it and destroy it like my home.

"...the magic of the Lost V.Iythia!

　The magic that will end this whole thing--!