In the real world, the Colossus Brain also froze on the spot.
Lynn stared wide-eyed.
Although he truly did not want to admit it, the sight before him left him no room to play dumb. All around him, the lingering thoughts of the Old Days drawn by the aura of Cthulhu emanating from his body had now transformed into something entirely different.
Those lingering thoughts had no consciousness of their own. They were like recordings endlessly replaying the scenes of their deaths.
But now.
What played within those lingering thoughts had... had become images that defied description.
Although the differences between species made it feel like watching a wildlife documentary, the worldly Lynn understood the content at a glance. Those images twisted chaotically together with fragments of their deaths. Clearly, the M he had leaked had coaxed out scenes from those shattered souls that should never have been remembered.
"W-why did this happen?"
The Colossus Brain asked stiffly.
Lynn said, his eyes wide:
"Do you even have to ask?"
His consciousness was inside that embryo right now! He had already been releasing Cthulhu's aura to attract those lingering thoughts, and once his consciousness was affected just now, it obviously would not have been only Cthulhu's aura spilling out!
The Colossus Brain said stiffly:
"What will happen?"
Lynn adjusted his nonexistent Monocle and said, wide-eyed:
"Things will get lewd."
"..."
But Lynn was not actually sure. M was certainly badass, but these lingering thoughts had no self-awareness, after all. Even if they were affected, they should not develop abnormal desires. M was not supposed to work on the dead.
So it probably was not a big problem.
Lynn stopped worrying about whether that tiny trace of M would cause any unusual effects. He immediately closed his eyes again, wasting no more