The Fallen Ancient God

(Miluno)

"Ha?"

Etc.

Is the "Great Will" contained within this Ancient Computer?

"Don't be surprised."

Perhaps due to the Mental Link Device, this guy who calls himself the "Great Will" can also read my thoughts.

"Indeed, as the end times approach, I sealed the 'history' of millions of years into this Crystal, so that one day in the future, I can tell future generations the story of this world and my own, so that they may learn from it."

Therefore, this voice is merely a fragment of the "Great Will".

"Fragments? Definitely."

But even though it was a voice I'd never heard before, it sounded vaguely familiar.

"My voice comes from a random combination of voices in your memory; I myself have no physical form."

Is the "Great Will" an invisible entity, and therefore also silent?

Well, that's fine too.

Since it's a virtual environment anyway, I simply sat down in this pure white space.

"Now that you've accessed my brain, you should know what's happening in this world, right? I ask you, are those Monster invading Earth acting on your orders?"

"Negation: the moment the light is extinguished, we, whom you call 'the Great Will,' have already vanished."

When that light went out... the Great Will had already died.

"No, I will not die. We are the system that sustains the world; even if it stops, we will still exist there."

System?

Does "stop" mean "to fall asleep"?

So what exactly is this Black Mud lurking at the bottom of the pyramids?

"I record fragments of the Past. My memories do not contain the 'history' that occurred after the sealing, but based on what you remember, my people poured their entire being into the system, hoping to prolong the extinguished light. This misguided act brought despair and negative emotions into the system, plunging me into irreparable conflicts."

Understood.

There's a bug.

Since you're recording fragments of "history," let's call you Archivist.

"Sure, you can call me whatever you want."

The light of the Crystal was indeed caused by the Natives throwing themselves into the well, which sparked the black flames and led to the "Great Will" turning into Black Mud.

Then, Monster emerged from the Black Mud. They could survive without the light of the Crystal, and thus replaced the Natives, until they discovered the habitable New World of Earth...

After that, the invasion of Earth began.

Is it right?

"That possibility exists."

The Archivist did not deny it.

Only then did I extend the invitation:

"The more we understand your world, the greater our chances of winning this war. Could you serve as our advisor?"

Just like Sun Ji in the "Supreme Council," an advisor who is so knowledgeable about the history of "the Other Side" is very meaningful from a strategic perspective.

Although...

The history in her head was all outdated information from a thousand years ago.

But she countered with a question:

"To be a 'consultant'? Should I help you?"

After saying all that, you weren't planning on helping me at all?!

"No, you yourself said that the current 'Great Will' is a mistake. The civilization you were protecting has been destroyed. At the very least, you should have protected our world from being destroyed by the mistakes you left behind, right?"

"My responsibility is to transmit history, not to interfere in war."

Don't be so rigid.

The Archivist's voice disappeared for a while, then continued:

"I am the Archivist records history, and I can answer any questions within the scope of my knowledge. However, I know nothing about the new life that was born after I sealed it away."

"What about Mono and Azura? What do you think they are?"

Since she can get information from my head, she should be able to figure out Mono and Azura's identities.

The Archivist remained silent for a while.

"They are... seeds."

Take off your helmet.

"Oh! Miluno, how is it?"

Mono leaned closer, asking questions, and I realized then that she hadn't been with me.

"Something is interfering with our connection... So, is what's inside really related to us? What exactly are Azura and me?"

I first looked at the girl whose body was wrapped in bandages and asked:

"SpiCa, have you spoken with that 'Archivist' as well?"

She asked in return, looking puzzled:

"'Archivist'? What Archivist?"

SpiCa didn't hear the woman's voice?

What did you see in virtual space?

Betelgeuse answered reluctantly:

"A single computer contains a massive amount of documents, images, and videos, recording millions of years of history from 'the Other Side' to the present. The amount of data is enormous; I simply cannot process it all."

SpiCa replied:

"A huge library, but in Earth's style and script; this Ancient Computer can convert information into a form you can understand... Does this mean you've encountered an NPC you can communicate with?"

"No, she claims to be a fragment of the 'Great Will,' responsible for recording Past history. This Ancient Computer is the history book left by the 'Great Will' for posterity."

"She only appears in front of you; it seems you are indeed special."

"What conclusions have you drawn about Mono? Since you're not going to tell me, you must have made some discoveries, right?"

SpiCa replied, "I believe... they are a backup system for the 'Great Will'."

"Although called a god, the essence of the 'Great Will' is the basic system that maintains the operation of the world, but even this vast system can have problems."

Does "problem" mean it has degenerated into Black Mud?

"No, He was too merciful to the life He created, causing the world's resources to be overdrawn to an irreparable degree... and that was already a mistake."

That's not wrong.

"When an error occurs, a backup system is needed to take over and continue maintaining the world."

You mean Mono?

"Yes, if we let them continue to grow, they will become new 'gods,' not that 'Great Will' tainted by despair."

SpiCa was just speculating, but Mono was quite excited and even hugged Azura and shouted:

"Ha! Did you hear that? We are gods!"

"There will only be one god left. If you want to become a god, you'll have to devour Azura sooner or later."

Mono was so shocked by SpiCa's cold water that he was speechless.

"Huh?!"

"I'm telling you not to be too happy yet. The old system won't be easily replaced. Not only will you have to compete with other seeds, but sooner or later you'll also have to face that corrupted old system... Even if you become the new 'god,' how will you stop the destruction of that world? Will you continue to invade this world?"

"Hmm!"

Mono was rendered speechless by SpiCa, his face contorted with chest tightness and shortness of breath as he gasped for air.

"However, this is just my speculation... What about you, Miluno? What are your thoughts?"

So, they finally asked me?

Recalling the Archivist's words, I replied like a broken record:

"They are seeds, seeds that can grow into hope."