Chapter 62
Chapter 62
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 62
Chapter Title: A Being that Transcends Time (5)
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This is dangerous.
The feeling emanating from that guy's red eyes wasn't anything else—it was pure killing intent.
And that gaze filled with killing intent was directed right at me.
Because of that, I thought it might be best to teleport out of here since the situation had turned sour...
-Rustle
"Ah, did I miss?"
In that instant, a voice came from right behind me.
I turned around.
Unlike Diavela, who had ashen-tinted silver hair and her top half-open, this figure was clad in pristine white robes, making me doubt my own eyes.
Cresia, the Transcendent of Space, had somehow closed in on me.
"?!"
Where I hurriedly turned, there she was—the one who'd clearly been down below just moments ago, now right in front of me.
I hadn't noticed her approach at all.
This wasn't teleportation. It was as if she'd been standing there naturally from the very start.
Well, that's probably why she's called the Transcendent of Space.
Teleportation is just magic that replicates her ability—essentially, a spell that lets you use the Transcendents' powers without their divine authority. And this was the original source of that teleportation.
It wasn't strange that I hadn't noticed.
"You there. You were with Diavela, right? Do you know where he ran off to? You shouldn't lie."
"...I don't know."
For now, I answered her question truthfully.
I didn't know right away if the guy was alive or dead—well, it was safe to assume he was dead, but I had no idea what happened after that.
He probably vanished after taking that guy's attack, but I doubted he was actually dead.
Transcendents don't truly die even if they're killed; they just lose their physical bodies.
The guy's presence had already vanished along with the severed wrist nearby.
Just moments ago, that wrist had been gripping this necklace, but when did he snatch it away?
"You don't know?"
For starters, that guy had just tried to grab Diavela, but it looked like he'd failed.
Otherwise, there'd be no reason for him to ask me like this.
The Transcendent of Time could literally stop time or accelerate it.
He might not have his original body anymore, so he couldn't use his full power from back then, but he could probably still manage something like that.
I nodded.
"...You're not lying. Fine. Since you were honest, I'll forgive you for peeking at me earlier."
She stared at me intently.
I appreciated the forgiveness, but what caught my attention was her saying she'd forgive me for 'peeking' at her.
That sounded like she wasn't planning to forgive anything else—which meant, what was she going to do to me this time?
-Rustle
"?"
But instead of attacking or anything, she suddenly started examining my body up and down.
"Hmm."
She touched my hair, comparing it to hers.
Same silver hair, but mine was a slightly brighter shade.
Similar builds, but she looked a bit younger than me.
If I—or rather, the character Cyan—were a few years younger, I'd probably look just like her...
Or maybe if she aged a bit more.
Though as a Transcendent, she probably didn't age.
"You really look just like me. It's like seeing another version of myself."
"...Ugh? What are you doing?"
"Size comparison. Even our breasts are the sa... not quite."
This time, she grabbed my chest with her hand, kneading it teasingly, then slipped under my clothes to grope more thoroughly.
My body shivered as her cold touch met my skin.
This woman felt ice-cold, like a corpse.
"Ugh, cut it out, will you?"
"Just a moment, let me check this much."
After saying that, her hands moved to my stomach and thighs.
I froze in shock for a second, but once I snapped out of it, disgust welled up inside me.
It seemed like pure curiosity without any ulterior motives, but it was still unpleasant, so I swung a fist at her.
-Tzzzz...
'My body passed right through.'
But I couldn't actually touch her.
I'd reached out to shove her away, but my hand turned semi-transparent for a moment and phased right through her body, leaving me swinging at empty air.
'Right, interference is impossible.'
I understood why.
Diavela had said he wasn't really there in the past; he was just observing.
I was merely rewinding and viewing the past, so direct interference in this era wasn't possible.
"You're similar to me, so why do you have more of that fat? And you're a bit taller too."
But one thing puzzled me: if I couldn't interfere, why could she touch me?
-Crackle!
Not only my body, but even the magic I tried to use passed right through her without any effect.
Yet in that state, she groped me freely. I couldn't help but feel it was unfair.
"Don't lump me in with you. The lifeform 'that child' created and the original me who has always existed can't have the same range of interference."
And now she was reading my mind like it was nothing. Privacy probably didn't exist for her.
Not just her—all these Transcendents seemed like that. Even Diavela earlier had been reading my thoughts similarly...
"I don't want to hear that from someone who was secretly peeking at me."
"I didn't say it out loud. I was just thinking it."
"Your thoughts are pretty rude. And thinking I'm the same as that pervert stalker is even worse."
"Sorry about that. On second thought... no, I realize my thoughts were overboard."
"Good, then don't do it again."
Surprisingly, she wasn't aggressive?
After our brief exchange, the killing intent I'd sensed in her eyes had vanished.
If I had to guess when, it was probably right after Diavela disappeared and I said I didn't know where he was.
Maybe she'd mistaken the killing intent aimed at Diavela as being directed at me.
"That stalker must have dragged you here half-forcibly. He can't resist any pretty girl he sees, unlike me. And since you look like me, he definitely did."
Still, she didn't seem entirely normal.
The way she said that so casually and confidently.
Were there even any normal ones among their kind? She seemed like the better one among the Transcendents, at least.
'One's the type to pounce on any woman he likes, and the other one...'
"Cresia-nee!"
"?"
Then, suddenly, a child's voice called from afar.
For some reason, it sounded familiar.
I immediately turned toward the voice, and there was a black-haired kid flying this way.
A quite cute-looking boy.
But he felt strangely familiar.
I had the feeling I'd seen that kid somewhere before, and he was calling her 'nee' along with her Transcendent name.
'This is weird.'
It was odd.
According to Diavela, this was the primordial world—before humans, demons, elves, or any races had been created.
That kid clearly wasn't Diavela no matter how I looked at him, so the remaining one must be...
...Huh?
"Ah, you should head back to your own world for now."
"Wait, that kid—is he—"
"Bye."
-Flash!
She waved her hand, and my vision flipped.
Soon, the sensations in my hands and feet faded, and I had no idea how much time passed.
'That kid was...'
But one thing was certain.
The identity of that ordinary-looking kid was...
"That guy?!"
"Oh, you're awake already? Did you have a good meeting with our master? Why the sudden muttering?"
"......"
⚔ STATUS ⚔ Fallen Transcendent - Delatros
▶"Pathetic mortals, you put up a fight despite yourselves, but this is the end. Your dimension and this world will cease to exist today."
It was a fact that this Delatros had frustrated countless high-level players with his filthy patterns, and even just the deeds listed in the setting collection were more psychopathic than Diavela's.
Ha, this was a real kicker.
How the hell did that kid turn into such a monster?
Honestly, from my memory, he was a bearded old man who looked more like a demon king than the actual Demon King.
He was far from the image I'd seen.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ "Cresia-nee!"
The black-haired boy came rushing over breathlessly.
⚔ STATUS ⚔ Life's Transcendent - Delatros
The boy's name was Delatros. Though the most immature among the Transcendents, his abilities were rare enough not to pale in comparison to the other two.
Cresia, the Transcendent who created this world's space.
Next came Diavela, who would create time for the world.
And the boy would bring life to this world.
"What is it? Coming to find me again."
Cresia, well aware of that, greeted the boy with a gentle smile.
She lightly patted his head while not forgetting to ask why he'd come.
Because that was what this young boy desired.
"This time, I made a few creatures called 'elves'."
"Elves?"
"Come with me! I'll show you!"
The boy grabbed Cresia's hand and headed somewhere.
They crossed a mountainside and flew over a forest.
After flying dozens of kilometers, the boy finally descended to the ground, landing at the entrance of a cave.
"This place?"
"My secret base. If big brother Diavela finds it, he'll mess with me for sure. So I did it in secret where he couldn't find me."
It was a fairly large cave.
Signs of life came from inside, so it was probably the boy's usual dwelling.
"Here, let me guide you in!"
Cresia took the boy's hand and ventured inside. It was dark and hard to see, so she created a small flame to light the way as they proceeded.
-Click.
"Here they are!"
Where they stopped, there were eight creatures with varying brown and white skin tones.
These were the first lifeforms.
Some had horns on their heads, others tails, and a few even had fur...
These would later become the ancestors of humans, demons, angels, beastkin, and more.
Of course, they all still looked even younger than the boy.
Time didn't yet exist in the world, so unlike the Transcendents, these lifeforms couldn't grow.
So their childlike forms were only natural.
"They look like us."
"Yeah, I made some thinking of you, nee. Others based on big brother Diavela and me. Cool, right?"
Still, the boy seemed satisfied with his creations.
"They really are."
And getting approval from someone he admired and liked made him beam with even greater joy and satisfaction.
"I'm glad! I stayed up for years making them just to show you, nee! But... wait, why are two missing? The ones I made based on you are gone."
However, that smile didn't last long.
Something was off.
-Step step.
The boy had originally made ten in total.
But strangely, two were missing, and no matter how he searched the cave, he couldn't find any trace of them. He couldn't hide his bewilderment.
"Huh, that's weird... Did they go outside? I definitely blocked the entrance though..."
"Haha, Delatros. Is this what you're looking for?"
In that moment, a man's voice came from behind.
Fortunately, finding the missing two didn't take long. But another problem arose.
-Step step.
"D-Diavela-nii?! How did you get here—wait, those two you're holding are the ones I made!"
A flashy golden-haired young man with brown skin.
⚔ STATUS ⚔ Prospective Time's Transcendent - Diavela
Right there in the young man's arms were the missing two.
They were young girls with pure white silver hair and pointed ears.
These two were the primordial elves modeled after Cresia—distinct from the future Forest Elves, Frost Elves, or Dark Elves.
Not the elves commonly known in the world.
"That's right. And these two are mine now. I've even named them Alena and Elena."
"No! Give them back! Those were my most carefully made ones!"
"No way! Well, bye then! Don't worry, I'll raise Alena and Elena to my tastes!"
-Crackle!
"Ah, he vanished!"
Suddenly, the world froze for a moment, and Diavela disappeared from the cave.
No matter how the boy searched around, he was gone—already far away.
"Sniff... Big brother Diavela stole my creations again. I was so careful not to get caught this time!"
"......"
"And those two were made to give to you as a gift, Cresia-nee..."
-Thud!
The boy finally collapsed to the ground.
The futility of having his cherished creation—made as a gift for someone he adored—stolen so easily brought him to the verge of tears.
The young man was already long gone.
Whatever method he'd used, he appeared and vanished unpredictably.
The boy would later learn that it was by stopping time.
Of course, not now.
"The other ones you have left are plenty well-made."
"But the rest all look weird. Some have too dark skin, and others even have hard things on their heads."
"It's fine. Horns like that have their uses too. And the ones with different colors have a unique charm that makes them cool."
"...Really?"
Cresia comforted the boy by her side.
Soon after, she helped him create more lifeforms, even making massive dragons and ones resembling the ones the young man had taken.
Eventually, the world filled with lifeforms.
Dragons and birds in the skies, merfolk and fish in the seas, and all other races on the land.
"In the beginning, there was the Transcendent Cresia." ...This was the myth depicting the world's birth.
The tale of how the three Transcendents created this world.