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C403: Memories

 

I found myself in a house somewhere.

It looked like a small, cozy house with a table in the center of the room.

There was a girl at the table, and she was drawing something with all her heart.

I was curious about what she was drawing, so I approached her.

Even though I was quite close, the girl did not notice me.

It seems that she does not see me.

What the girl was drawing was a picture.

The subject seemed to be a family, with a young girl, her father, and what appeared to be her mother.

The girl’s face was full of smiles, and she was probably drawing the picture while remembering happy memories.

Bang! The door is opened with a loud sound.

Then, a number of people who appeared to be soldiers entered the room.

The girl’s expression changed to one of fear and she tried to escape to the back of the room.

“That’s the person! Seize her!”

A person who seems to be the commanding officer shouts.

The adults seemed to have no difficulty in capturing the young girl.

She was quickly detained as her arms and head were restrained.

“What are you doing”

I tried to shake off the soldier who was holding the girl.

However, my outstretched hand was empty, unable to touch the soldier.

I can’t do anything because I can’t touch them.

The girl is being taken outside while I am trembling with anger.

Even though I knew I couldn’t do anything, I couldn’t help but chase after her.

I hurried through the entrance of the house where the soldier with the girl had passed.

At that moment, the scenery around me changed completely.

It was a completely different place, it looked like some kind of research facility.

Looking around, I notice that the girl is chained up in what looks like a prison cell.

A container of food is placed in front of the girl.

I felt pity for the girl whose arms were bound by chains and wondered how she would eat the food.

From somewhere, a man walks up to the cell where the girl is.

Then, with a stern look on his face, he said,

Another failure! How could this genius fail so many times! Well, it’s you……you’re the reason I’m failing! Why are you dragging me down with you! Give me results according to my theory! Work the way it’s supposed to work! Try to do what I tell you to do!”

What an unreasonable thing to say.

I could tell from his voice that this man was Demiurgus, but as I suspected, he was not a man of good character.

Not satisfied with just yelling at the girl, Demiurgus ordered his soldiers to let her out of the prison.

He then began to beat her with the whip he was holding.

“More! You have to keep trying! More! More!”

While hurling such words at her, he cracks the whip with all his might.

The girl screams and is in pain.

It was impossible not to get angry at being shown such a scene.

I grabbed Demiurgus’ arm and tried to stop him, however, just as before, my hand only cut through the air, unable to touch, let alone grab, the Demiurgus’ arm.

“Damn! What the hell is this”

The moment I shouted that, the scene changed again.

Next was a room that looked like a laboratory, with the girl from the epsilon core strapped to a heavy chair in the center, like the one in a dentist’s office.

It was there that I realized that the girl I had seen earlier was the childhood form of this Epsilon Core girl.

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