How the Reincarnation Seat Destroys the Original - Chapter 2



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Episode 2. The reincarnation throne and the reincarnated person (1).

When asked where he came from, his clear purple eyes rippled as if a stone had been thrown at them. The cloudy purple eyes that were watching him were extremely calm.

How much time has passed?

It certainly couldn’t have been that long.

“I am….”

Tiny lips trembling slightly.

“I came from the Temple of Janus.”

Janus?

Kael’s head slowly tilted at the answer that came out in a trembling voice.

The Janus he knows.

The beginning and the end. A god who symbolizes the conclusion.

The boundary of time and space. He was the god who granted that harmony.

And in this world, there was a god who ‘should not exist’.

A world where there is a god.

Among the gods he created while writing down this world, there was no god named Janus.

Just like the Damie family he belongs to.

Or maybe you could think of it as a god that was created in a setting that wasn’t covered in detail.

The first thing Kael looked for after death in order to return to his original world was God.

Gods who have existed for thousands of years.

Even new gods emerged after that.

He searched for God, seeking the being that had called him here, but no god answered his call.

Even God, who is praised as the creator at the peak of the divine world.

“…I’ll have to find out.”

“yes?”

“I didn’t say that to you, so don’t worry about it.”

Kael heard an answer from the unknown child, but it wasn’t the answer he was looking for, so he asked another question.

“Do you know the novel, ‘A Handful of Ashes’?”

The language that came out of his mouth was not the language of this world.

Here, it was the language of another world.

“Huh… ?!”

The child’s mouth is open and pupils are dilated.

The breath I took in gave me the answer instead.

“Are you Korean?”

Language that flows out fluently.

How long has it been since I last heard that language, my native language, from someone else’s mouth?

Kael closed his eyes and opened them.

“How many years was it before you came here?”

“It’s been 20×× years.”

It was the year he finished it.

“What date?”

“Um… I think it was May 25th.”

It was the day after the ending.

Kael’s heart fluttered as he felt the confirmation that while he had spent a thousand years here, time had not passed in the original world.

“… I have checked thoroughly. Speak in the language of this place.”

“Do you know ‘Han.Jeom.Jae’ too? When did you reincarnate here? Or was it possession? Did you meet God?”

Without giving me time to answer.

The child asked questions randomly.

Kael’s lips moved as if he was about to unconsciously ask why he had to answer that question, but he soon stopped.

“Have you met God?”

In response to his question, the child looked puzzled.

“There must be a god who reincarnated me here, right?”

“Have you met God?”

“I had a hard time running away from that irresponsible god.”

“What did you talk about with God?”

The irresponsible god would mean Janus.

Kael looked at the child, feeling certain that if they talked, they would be able to find a way out of this weary world.

The lips that used to flow out words smoothly were now stubbornly shut, unlike before.

“say.”

At his continued urging, the child’s mouth opened.

“You probably know the original story too. So naturally, the information I have is unnecessary, right?”

I know better than anyone else.

Kael was careful with his words.

“The deal I had is gone, so how about you make a deal with me? I’ve had quite a few conversations with God.”

“under…?”

As the absurd gasp escaped his mouth, the child instead smiled brightly.

“I think you have a lot to ask. Would you like to trade?”

“Tell me exactly what you want.”

“Please adopt me as your daughter.”

A conversation with a newly created god.

Even if he went to the temple, there was a high chance that he would not respond to his call, just like the previous gods. However, it was not impossible that he would respond.

Kael weighed which benefit he could gain more from.

He nodded, thinking that if he went to someone other than himself and told them the future, it might also lead to a headache.

“Okay. Let’s deal.”

“Oh, right!!! I’ll tell you the details of the conversation after I’ve finally adopted you as my daughter.”

“If you belong to the Temple of Janus, you must receive the excommunication papers. Stay here until you go to the Temple of Janus.”

After finishing my research on the god Janus and going to the temple to receive the excommunication papers, I had plenty of time to listen to the story.

Before listening to the story.

It would be great if the god Janus would answer his call.

“But how old were you?”

“My name is Kael. I wish you would stop calling me that, that.”

“My name is Mabel. So how old is Kael? I guess he’s older than me.”

“How old were you?”

“I was 28 years old.”

Kael’s eyes became clouded.

It wasn’t easy to notice him because his eyes were cloudy, but he thought about it.

I wonder if there’s any point in spending a thousand years here.

“I told you my age, so please tell me how old Kael is too.”

“You don’t have to answer. Just get up.”

“Kael-?!”

“I’ll call someone. Wash off your dirty appearance. I’ll let you know when the schedule for the Temple of Janus is set.”

This little kid in front of you.

He was the same age as his original world self.

A voice calling oneself.

A child who wants to continue the conversation.

No, Kael left the meeting room ignoring Mabel and spoke to Hugo, who appeared in front of him as if he had been waiting for him to come out.

“Prepare a room and a maid for the little girl inside. And I need to gather information about the god Janus.”

“Yes, master.”

“I will visit the Temple of Janus soon.”

“Are you going to the study now?”

“okay.”

Kael’s steps toward the study, leaving Hugo behind who was bowing his head, were wider and faster than usual.

He waited until his master’s back disappeared from sight, then knocked on the door so as not to startle the child in the visiting room, and went inside.

“Hello, ma’am. My name is Hugo, the aide to Count Diego. May I show you to your room?”

“Oh, yes! Thank you!”

Hugo smiled kindly at the bright answer.

Mabel looked up at Hugo’s face.

The innocent expression typical of a curious child.

“Do you have any questions, Miss?”

It seems like the title ‘Miss’ is unfamiliar to you.

Hugo was sure that she would look even more lovely if her cheeks weren’t so dry and sunken, with a rosy flush on both of her cheeks.

“Mr. Hugo, you are an aide. Do you also do things like this?”

“Well, I am your aide and also the general butler.”

“Ugh… You must have a lot of work to do?!”

The facial expressions change according to emotions in various ways, and the child’s face that is clearly revealed reminded Hugo of his master’s childhood.

?Hugo, with your abilities, you could work for a higher-ranking family. Why are you by my side??

?Real life is boring. It’s boring.?

?How about making friends? There’s no need for that.?

My master would often look away into the distance, always with a gaze that I couldn’t tell where he was looking.

Like the fog at dawn.

Someone who seems like they’ll disappear when the morning comes.

A person who is unwilling to give his side to anyone.

However, he was a kind person to those around him.

On the outside, he seems blunt and sharp.

His stubbornness is so strong, and he always has a sullen look on his face, giving off the impression that he is a villain.

“There is a lot of work, but there are few places that offer better pay and benefits than this place.”

“Oh, then I admit it!”

The best place is one that offers good welfare and pays a lot of money!!!

Hugo nodded in agreement to Mabel’s addition and left the meeting room with the little girl.

A rumor began to spread among Diego’s servants that a little angel had appeared in the mansion.

* * *

“Ha, this is driving me crazy… .”

Janus.

It was a god like the god I knew.

But when, where, and who spread that god.

There was no information.

I searched through every book in the library for a week, but how could this be possible? In this library, where there are so many rare and old books that you can find almost all the records of the past?

Kael was currently burying his forehead in the book he was holding in the study of the self-confident Viscount Damier.

The smell of old paper tickled his nostrils, but it did nothing to straighten the furrowed brows that represented his mood.

Even though there was a desk and chair made of good wood, he was stuck in a corner of the study, and he reached out and knocked over the books that had been piled up around him like a small fortress.

Kkudangtang-!!!

A loud noise echoed through the study, where silence was expected, and Mabel, the most talked-about person in the Diego family these days, appeared.

Not gray.

Mabel, her hair back to its sweet pink hue and tied up in cute pigtails, smiled broadly when she found Kael.

“Kael-!!! I finally found it!!!”

“… You’re 28 years old, so why are you behaving no differently than an 8-year-old?”

“Because in this world, you’re 8 years old?”

“Don’t bother me and get out.”

A blunt voice.

Despite the annoyance, the annoyance, and the instructions in her voice, Mabel began to pick up the books that Kael had knocked down and put them back on the shelf.

Even though I’ve gained weight since before.

Kael, who was still thin and glancing at the small hands holding the thick book, sighed and raised his hand.

“Huh, huh?!”

As soon as he raised his hand, the book Mabel was trying to pick up floated into the air, and the books around him did the same.

The sight of dozens of books floating up was like an unrealistic spectacle.

“I’ll take care of it, really. Please. Get out.”

Mabel withdrew her outstretched hands and placed them behind her back, laughing softly.

During her short week at Damier’s house, one thing Mabel had learned was that Kael was a man who was very good at saying one thing and one thing only.

Mabel is human too.

At first, I was quite hurt by his tone of voice, both my heart and my emotions. That’s why there was a rumor that people who approached Viscount Damie would run away in disgust at his personality. That’s how much I thought.

But he was the only one with whom she could share her past life, and for that alone, Mabel approached him every single day without fail.

“It would be nice if Kael only spoke nicely.”

As I was approaching like that.

Mabel has had a variety of experiences.

Unlike Kael, my prepared food is soft and easy to digest, and the next day, various clothes that fit my body type and comfortable shoes are prepared. Before long, the bedding and furniture that were big, high, and hard for my young body are changed to small, low, and soft ones.

How surprised I was when I heard that all this was done under Kael’s direction.

“No information about the god Janus today?”

One, two.

Mabel asked as she watched the book return to its original place, and Kael answered as he noticed that the child had no intention of going back.

“Are you already getting presbyopia?”

Mabel pouted her lips at the words, “Can’t you tell just by looking?”

On the first and second days, I was intimidated by that voice and tone of speech, but I had the insight and skills that I had developed and nurtured as a member of society in the Republic of Korea.

Even though he spoke informally to her and talked back to her, Kael had already noticed that his noble title did not bother him at all.

“No matter what, it’s already been a week. Can’t we at least use people? There are jobs called information brokers here.”

“You say that when you live in the temple of Janus and don’t know anything about that god.”

“I lived in the temple of Janus, but how can I know what I don’t know since I was locked in a room?”

Unfortunately, Mabel only knew enough information about the god Janus for Kael to find out.

“Nice to meet you, my friend.”

“So when can we go to the Temple of Janus?”

“tomorrow.”

“huh?”

“I’m going tomorrow.”

And I know the information from the past better than the information provider.

Kael, who had casually blurted out the words, left the neatly organized study.

“You’re going tomorrow? Really? Kael?! You’re really going tomorrow?! Hey, wait! Stop right there!!!”

Mabel followed him, running quickly.