Outside the world.
Within the gray fog.
[Void] wore a human form and glasses, holding a detective novel and reading it with relish.
Beside him.
A winged, single eye looked at him in displeasure.
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"Hey, didn't I tell you? Just speak a human language. When you speak your own race's language, I have to translate it in my head. It's such a pain."
"..."
The gray fog paused briefly, then spoke in a human voice.
"Has that test subject been modified? And... what's so interesting about a fabricated story like that? Void, what... exactly are you trying to do?"
Void glanced lazily at him.
"Honestly, are you so bored that you can't find anything to do? Sure, this storybook tells a fabricated story, but so what?
Isn't it enough that it's interesting?
Besides, it's precisely because it's a written story that it's special.
As for that test subject you mentioned."
Void waved a hand casually.
A frozen human was transferred over from another world.
Anyone who knew him would have called out his name immediately.
Jiekehei.
The headmaster of Kelaidewen Academy, the betrayer of Arcane Academy City.
Traces of erosion from spatial turbulence still remained on his body.
"This fellow does have the qualifications to sit on the Dark Grand Duke's kingly seat, but Gray Fog, is this really a good idea?
The Dark King's throne has already been abandoned by its master. In just a few Wasteland Years, it will vanish without a trace. When that happens, a new apex will emerge from the darkness~ And in the future, new Transcenders, True Gods, or something else will surely be born.
Perhaps, at some point.
[Darkness] will become as vast as the [Starry Sky].
And although this human is qualified to sit on it.
Does he really deserve it?