“Fuuh…………”
In a place that could be anywhere and nowhere. Having just completed a part of the world’s management, it let out a small breath. Though saying this, it is not physically breathing. It just somehow felt like doing so.
World management is going smoothly. Since sealing it, there has been no emergence of new threats. Well, that’s to be expected. If such things were to easily appear, managing the world would be impossible.
By the way, it currently takes the form of a human. When managing a few hundred worlds, having a body with two legs, two arms, a torso, and a head is convenient. If needed, there’s room to add more arms or heads, making this versatile form a favorite of its.
And, its emotions are slightly influenced by the form it takes. When it takes human form, it somehow feels human-like, occasionally focusing on small things that it usually ignores. This time was no different, and on a whim, it shared a little of its power with a helpless, lamenting child it glanced at in a world.
What would you know, the child acquired power far beyond human capabilities, crushing all the unfairness that came attacking with overwhelming force. Seeing this, it nodded in satisfaction, and then quickly lost interest.
What happens afterward is not its concern. Good or evil are the same desire, and humans succumbing to desire is inevitable. While it would be a bit troublesome if the world were destroyed, the power it gave is not enough to do that, so there’s no need to worry.
“Fumu, today I did a good thing.”
It granted power to the one who wished for it. It felt a small satisfaction from fulfilling the wish of another… Then suddenly, it remembered that it had also shared its power with something else earlier, and that thing too.
“…………Should I check?”
Precisely speaking, it doesn’t forget anything, but it can avoid thinking about something by not focusing on it. Many would find it surprising, but it has emotions like a small being, and can turn its eyes away from unpleasant things.
If possible, it would like to let it sleep again in the depths of its consciousness. But once it has thought of it, it feels bad to ignore that. Besides, it had sent its power into that, so it might have resolved the problem by now, or even caused that to vanish… It appeared in front of the sealed box with such optimism, but the sight inside left it speechless.
“What…………!?”
The sealed box was bulging out. It was not broken due to its solid construction, but that’s why its sides, which shouldn’t warp from internal pressure, were slightly distorted, as if it would explode with just a little stimulus.
“What is this!? Why has this happened!?”
Confused by this mysterious situation, it panicked. Naturally, it hadn’t foreseen this. And even with its all-knowing wisdom, it couldn’t understand how this happened.
“Could the Demon King have revived…? No, that’s impossible.”
Even if it had distanced it from its consciousness, it couldn’t have missed IT’S revival. If it had revived, it would have easily broken the box and come outside.
“But then, what is this…? Ugh, I’ll have to check.”
It really didn’t want to touch it. It wanted to pretend this never happened, and throw it beyond the event horizon.
But since IT did this, it couldn’t ignore it. Reluctantly, it prepared to open the box it never intended to open again… Before that, it peered inside through a tiny gap. Then…
“The worlds have increased!? Impossible, what’s going on!?”
It had put 100 different worlds and one prison in the box. But the surreptitiously peeked-inside box was clearly filled with more worlds than that.
Had IT revived and created worlds? It was astonished, but quickly denied its own thoughts. ITS authority was destruction, the polar opposite of creation. No matter how strong that being was, it couldn’t possibly create worlds.
“……………… Mmm.”
Hoping for some kind of mistake, it peered into the box once again. But still, the box was crammed full of worlds, and it was clear that it was about to break because of that. Upon further observation, it noticed one discomfort.
“… There are two worlds?”
Originally there were one hundred different worlds, and now, there are one hundred more worlds that are almost the same but just slightly different, as if duplicated. Extending its consciousness to one of them and investigating, the cause of this abnormality was discovered.
“The Demon King’s soul was divided in a way I didn’t intend? Because of that, the world itself split temporarily due to its existence in different phases, is that…!?”
The soul that was supposed to only travel through one hundred different worlds has somehow divided into two. One exists while the other entered a new loop, thus a new loop in the world, or rather, a new one hundred different worlds were born.
“Damn, did the strengthening of the protective function become futile…?”
During the loop, the force of restoration that occurs in the world restored a new world due to an unforeseen situation. If the contents suddenly doubled, it’s natural that the box seemed like it was about to break. Normally, it would have to think about how to deal with it urgently, but…
“If that’s the case, this should suffice.”
Without any sign of panic, it sent its consciousness through a gap in the box. Naturally, the destination is the fragment of its power that it threw in earlier. The fragments of it upon receiving the will of the main body, turn from mere power to beings with purpose, and begin to move to fulfill it.
“This should resolve itself on its own.”
Loud noises could be heard from inside the box, but that itself is proof that its will is faithfully reflected. Satisfied with this, it pushed the box back into the corner of its mind and left the place. The box continued to shake, but it didn’t care anymore.
— With the contents suddenly doubled, the box was on the verge of breaking. But the box was originally a prized possession, and it couldn’t be strengthened any further or easily expanded. So what to do?
“If it has increased, just reduce it. Truly logical.”
If two hundred worlds are overflowing in a box that can only hold one hundred, just reduce it back to one hundred… To it the worlds are merely that level of existence. The events inside a grain of sand, which are only noticeable by crawling and squinting carefully, are not something it would be conscious of unless it felt like it, like today.
“However, recklessly provoking the Demon King is… No, that’s not a problem either?”
Even if the Demon King was caught up in the pruning of the world, there’s no way that the Demon King, who has already died countless times, would change just by dying ten or twenty more times. Besides…
“An existence that threatens me wouldn’t care about such small things.”
Without any malice or hostility, it just thought that as a matter of course. If that being remains the same as a human, it’s no problem if IT dies, and if IT becomes a superior being, IT won’t care about humans, it never doubted such common sense within itself.
Therefore, there is no one left to look at the shaking box. So, the fate of the box is still unknown to anyone.
“Fuuh…………”
In a place that could be anywhere and nowhere. Having just completed a part of the world’s management, it let out a small breath. Though saying this, it is not physically breathing. It just somehow felt like doing so.
World management is going smoothly. Since sealing it, there has been no emergence of new threats. Well, that’s to be expected. If such things were to easily appear, managing the world would be impossible.
By the way, it currently takes the form of a human. When managing a few hundred worlds, having a body with two legs, two arms, a torso, and a head is convenient. If needed, there’s room to add more arms or heads, making this versatile form a favorite of its.
And, its emotions are slightly influenced by the form it takes. When it takes human form, it somehow feels human-like, occasionally focusing on small things that it usually ignores. This time was no different, and on a whim, it shared a little of its power with a helpless, lamenting child it glanced at in a world.
What would you know, the child acquired power far beyond human capabilities, crushing all the unfairness that came attacking with overwhelming force. Seeing this, it nodded in satisfaction, and then quickly lost interest.
What happens afterward is not its concern. Good or evil are the same desire, and humans succumbing to desire is inevitable. While it would be a bit troublesome if the world were destroyed, the power it gave is not enough to do that, so there’s no need to worry.
“Fumu, today I did a good thing.”
It granted power to the one who wished for it. It felt a small satisfaction from fulfilling the wish of another… Then suddenly, it remembered that it had also shared its power with something else earlier, and that thing too.
“…………Should I check?”
Precisely speaking, it doesn’t forget anything, but it can avoid thinking about something by not focusing on it. Many would find it surprising, but it has emotions like a small being, and can turn its eyes away from unpleasant things.
If possible, it would like to let it sleep again in the depths of its consciousness. But once it has thought of it, it feels bad to ignore that. Besides, it had sent its power into that, so it might have resolved the problem by now, or even caused that to vanish… It appeared in front of the sealed box with such optimism, but the sight inside left it speechless.
“What…………!?”
The sealed box was bulging out. It was not broken due to its solid construction, but that’s why its sides, which shouldn’t warp from internal pressure, were slightly distorted, as if it would explode with just a little stimulus.
“What is this!? Why has this happened!?”
Confused by this mysterious situation, it panicked. Naturally, it hadn’t foreseen this. And even with its all-knowing wisdom, it couldn’t understand how this happened.
“Could the Demon King have revived…? No, that’s impossible.”
Even if it had distanced it from its consciousness, it couldn’t have missed IT’S revival. If it had revived, it would have easily broken the box and come outside.
“But then, what is this…? Ugh, I’ll have to check.”
It really didn’t want to touch it. It wanted to pretend this never happened, and throw it beyond the event horizon.
But since IT did this, it couldn’t ignore it. Reluctantly, it prepared to open the box it never intended to open again… Before that, it peered inside through a tiny gap. Then…
“The worlds have increased!? Impossible, what’s going on!?”
It had put 100 different worlds and one prison in the box. But the surreptitiously peeked-inside box was clearly filled with more worlds than that.
Had IT revived and created worlds? It was astonished, but quickly denied its own thoughts. ITS authority was destruction, the polar opposite of creation. No matter how strong that being was, it couldn’t possibly create worlds.
“……………… Mmm.”
Hoping for some kind of mistake, it peered into the box once again. But still, the box was crammed full of worlds, and it was clear that it was about to break because of that. Upon further observation, it noticed one discomfort.
“… There are two worlds?”
Originally there were one hundred different worlds, and now, there are one hundred more worlds that are almost the same but just slightly different, as if duplicated. Extending its consciousness to one of them and investigating, the cause of this abnormality was discovered.
“The Demon King’s soul was divided in a way I didn’t intend? Because of that, the world itself split temporarily due to its existence in different phases, is that…!?”
The soul that was supposed to only travel through one hundred different worlds has somehow divided into two. One exists while the other entered a new loop, thus a new loop in the world, or rather, a new one hundred different worlds were born.
“Damn, did the strengthening of the protective function become futile…?”
During the loop, the force of restoration that occurs in the world restored a new world due to an unforeseen situation. If the contents suddenly doubled, it’s natural that the box seemed like it was about to break. Normally, it would have to think about how to deal with it urgently, but…
“If that’s the case, this should suffice.”
Without any sign of panic, it sent its consciousness through a gap in the box. Naturally, the destination is the fragment of its power that it threw in earlier. The fragments of it upon receiving the will of the main body, turn from mere power to beings with purpose, and begin to move to fulfill it.
“This should resolve itself on its own.”
Loud noises could be heard from inside the box, but that itself is proof that its will is faithfully reflected. Satisfied with this, it pushed the box back into the corner of its mind and left the place. The box continued to shake, but it didn’t care anymore.
— With the contents suddenly doubled, the box was on the verge of breaking. But the box was originally a prized possession, and it couldn’t be strengthened any further or easily expanded. So what to do?
“If it has increased, just reduce it. Truly logical.”
If two hundred worlds are overflowing in a box that can only hold one hundred, just reduce it back to one hundred… To it the worlds are merely that level of existence. The events inside a grain of sand, which are only noticeable by crawling and squinting carefully, are not something it would be conscious of unless it felt like it, like today.
“However, recklessly provoking the Demon King is… No, that’s not a problem either?”
Even if the Demon King was caught up in the pruning of the world, there’s no way that the Demon King, who has already died countless times, would change just by dying ten or twenty more times. Besides…
“An existence that threatens me wouldn’t care about such small things.”
Without any malice or hostility, it just thought that as a matter of course. If that being remains the same as a human, it’s no problem if IT dies, and if IT becomes a superior being, IT won’t care about humans, it never doubted such common sense within itself.
Therefore, there is no one left to look at the shaking box. So, the fate of the box is still unknown to anyone.
