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A bolt of lightning streaked across the sky, illuminating the desolate plain, but farther away lay an even denser grayish-yellow fog.
"Chernobyl..."
He had imagined many possible developments, but he had never expected to hear such a name from Amon's mouth.
It was like a water-cooled machine gun appearing in an ancient oil painting, or a comedy routine turning up in a scientific paper-so jarringly out of place that it defied belief.
The next second, Klein recalled the absurdity of the Ancient Sun God creating the Dark Angel Sasrir from his own rib, yet naming his eldest son Adam. He instinctively thought that his current experience was something similar, and it made him want to laugh.
The Giant King's parents were human... The origins of the Sanguine and elves are also suspected to be human...
My two previous questions-why Sefirah Castle abducted "transmigrators" from Earth, and why all those people belonged to my era-can both be explained now...
The name reminded him of many things. In just two or three seconds, one thought after another surfaced in Klein's mind, making his lips tremble slightly. It was as though he had returned to that day, back when he had still been a Sequence 6, to a certain hotel at sea, to the day when the True Creator's reminder had led him to look at the World Map.
His peaceful days and little hopes had suddenly been shattered. From then on, he had never again thought about anything to do with going home.
Sometimes, Klein thought that simply losing control and dying might not be such a bad thing, just as on the day Sefirah Castle had deposited him here. In this world, living in ignorance like an ordinary person and dying in ignorance was the greatest happiness.
*But this world