Year 396 of the Holy Calendar - Fifth Boss Room of the Titan dungeon
(Alastor POV)
Another kick hits my chest as soon as I get back up, sending me back several meters.
"...!" Alastor
This time I manage to stand upright, but she immediately closes the distance.
"Come on, dodge!" Ifrit
I can barely raise my arms to guard myself.
"What is wrong? Weren't you happy about your body condition just a moment ago?" Ifrit
I can see her punches, but my body doesn't respond...
"Come on! Come on! Come on!!"
She continues her rain of fists as I protect my face.
"...!" Alastor
At this rate, she will break my arms!
"Haaaa!!!!" Alastor
In a desperate move, I throw my whole body into a tackle.
"Hmph!" Ifrit
Ifrit easily dodges me and, using my momentum against me, kicks me towards the farthest wall.
*Splash*
I fell into the magma.
"Weak!" Ifrit
"..." Alastor
The upper Half of my body gets out of the magma and rests on the border of the platform.
"I feel... like Level 1 again" Alastor
Truly weak.
"Levels were only one of the chains that stopped your growth" Ifrit
Her yellow eyes look at me angrily.
"The you right now is above that contaminated form of mana"
"Contaminated form of mana?"
Ifrit squats on the floor and calms down a bit before speaking.
"Mana, that is the true origin of the strength of the God Guidance System"
?
"Isn't Mana only used in skills?"
Mana points only matter in whether or not you can use skills, that's what I was taught.
"That could be what all people believe, but no. Mana is something that exists within every living being equally" Ifrit
"Inside of everyone equally?" Alastor
That doesn't make any sense.
"If everyone has the same amount of mana, then..." Alastor
"Shouldn't everyone have the same MP?" Ifrit
She picks up the words I was going to use and glares at me.
"You trust too much in the God Guidance System, do you really believe in everything it says?"
She stands up.
"When you fight with a monster, what was the first thing you people did?" Ifrit
"...We compare..." Alastor
"...the recorded levels with ours and act accordingly" Ifrit
"...the recorded levels with ours and act accordingly" Alastor
She talks over me with a smirk on her face.
"Did you never consider that equal to a human, a monster could reach an individual strength outside of the standard?" Ifrit
"That can't happen" Alastor
"Hoo, Why is that?" Ifrit
Her smirk doesn't disappear.
"Because..." Alastor
"... Monsters aren't as intelligent as humans" Ifrit
"... Monsters aren't as intelligent as humans" Alastor
She did it again.
"The System really had everyone dancing on the palm of his hand" Ifrit
Am I that predictable?
"When you saw a seriously wounded person, what did you people do first?" Ifrit
She walks along the edge of the platform, without looking at me.
"We take that person to a priest of the Holy Isekai Church, so he can use healing magic" Alastor
The first thing needed to form any village or town is the presence of a building of the Holy Isekai Church.
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Is there something wrong with that?
"Why would you think a bright light will cure anything?" Ifrit
"Eh? Isn't it how Light magic works?" Alastor
Light means healing, that is common knowledge.
"Do you think that the human body is made of light?" Ifrit
"Of course not" Alastor
That would be stupid.
"Then, Why would you think that a white light will heal you?" Ifrit
I... that...
"There is no such thing as Light magic or Light Elemental Spirits" Ifrit
"...What?" Alastor
“That degeneration is just the sheer influence of the system overwriting their affiliate data”
Overwriting data?
"Are... you trying to tell me that all the Stats and skills in the status are..." Alastor
She looks at me.
"Lies, yes" Ifrit
"..." Alastor
To her, these may just be words, but to me, it's the destruction of everyone I've ever known.
"Light magic, dark magic, the Holy Isekai Church, the Demon race, the Charisma stats, the Luck stats. Each of them is nothing more than a convenient distortion of reality" Ifrit
I slowly climb onto the platform.
"Even the levels that most people consider a divine blessing are really just one of the ways that god uses to play with the lives of his toys"
I stay silent, barely listening to what she says.
"A way to make people happy with only the 75% of their true power, while he retains the 25%"
Enough...
"And that stolen percentage goes to..."
"Enough!" Alastor
"!?" Ifrit
Silence fills the room for a few seconds.
"I need time to... process this" Alastor
This is too much to take in one go.
"...I'll leave it here, your arms need some time to recover anyway" Ifrit
My arms are full of bruises from that second of fighting.
"See you tomorrow" Ifrit
She jumps into the magma after saying that.
"..." Alastor
Leaving me with my thoughts.
"Were we all... God's living playthings?" Alastor
I touch my red scarf on my neck with my right hand.
"Grandma Maria..."
......
...
"Good morning, Alastor"
She gets out of the magma and comes closer to the center of the platform where I am.
"... Good morning"
I calmed down.
"Your arms seem better" Ifrit
I raise my arms forward for her to see.
"They aren't perfect, but they have enough strength"
It seems that the system will not heal me anymore inside the dungeon, but the regeneration of the contract is good enough.
"Are you ready to continue the training?" Ifrit
She gets ready to start, there is only one answer to that.
"Of course!" Alastor
Thinking about the past will not grant me anything.
"I will beat the Mana out of you with my fists" Ifrit
The time to do something is now!
"COME AT ME!!" Alastor
I will not stop.
"ALRIGHT!!" Ifrit
I will face reality with my own hands!