I Became the Crazy Instructor at the Academy - I Became the Crazy Instructor at the Academy chapter 144
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144. Laplace
It was like walking through a mirror.
I can only express it that way.
The experience of squeezing through a dimensional gap and walking along that path.
In order to organize it perfectly,
It was so difficult.
“This is…”
Before I knew it, the background had changed.
As if lifting a curtain, this place, which was a dimension difficult to define by human perception, suddenly-
It has transformed into a place I know.
“…”
Half-ruined cathedral.
The place where Cain and swords were fought.
This portal, which is like the power of Arca,
It is not limited by the space of the world.
It’s as if you can reach any place that exists in your memory by tearing through the gap.
As if to emphasize that,
The world was constantly changing.
Yes.
Like a magic light.
The places I set foot in in this world were constantly passing by.
The vacant lot of the academy where Paula became the master of anger and fought the cult leader.
The sparring room where we killed the nun with Adela.
And, to the back alley where Scarlett and I had fun and games.
They were spaces that passed by without stopping,
I didn’t stop walking.
And, at the end of that process, I-
We arrived at the place where it all began.
“…”
Ivan’s private room.
Open your eyes here,
I was embarrassed by my clothes being different from usual,
After checking my name tag, I ran to the bathroom.
I became Ivan,
It was an accident I didn’t want.
And,
There was more than one thing that I couldn’t understand.
Faint tattoo on right hand.
The main character disappeared from nowhere.
And, the existence of abilities that could never have been Ivan’s.
I didn’t know anything,
That’s why I had to know.
And, I struggled.
I swallowed evil to survive somehow,
I played a crazy person who had never been in the world before,
Unraveling the secrets of the world with Ivan.
And, the story behind it.
“Classification. And stigma.”
It was almost solved.
Tattoos were a stigma of greed,
The narratives of Ivan and Adam were combined,
That was what Adam did after escaping from the reincarnation of the world.
But, I had to check.
I had to solve the final puzzle, which I still wasn’t sure about.
And, the piece of the puzzle is.
“…A piece of battery.”
She will have it all to herself.
Therefore,
We started moving forward again.
With the sound of footsteps,
The world that welcomes me is changing again.
Now it has lost its shape,
It’s back to the ‘esoteric’ dimension.
However, there is one difference.
“…Is this place?”
Beyond, where my steps are heading.
There was something pitch black.
Where Laplace’s throne is located.
A space just for her.
And, in contrast to the pitch-black darkness.
What is seen through the torn gap next to it is-
It was a place that was more than enough to make my eyes widen.
“…”
It was blurry, but I could see it.
The space beyond is a very familiar place to me.
Maybe even more than here.
It’s a place where I spent an incomparable amount of time.
Alcove.
Where I used to live.
Until I was dragged into this world as if kidnapped,
It was the house I lived in.
“Haha…”
It was the moment I had been waiting for so long.
That’s why I’ve overcome so many near-death moments and defeated so many incredibly powerful enemies.
It was right there,
I could go.
Now, if you just step into the beyond.
If you just twist your legs slightly, you can return everything to the way it was.
After dismissing the events so far as just a ‘magical dream’,
You can return to your daily life.
The future I dreamed of every day.
It was right in front of me.
“…”
However, I do not change my steps.
I just move forward in the same direction I first came in, towards the pitch-black abyss.
The scenery of my hometown was becoming increasingly blurred,
It didn’t bother me.
To be troubled and conflicted at this crossroads.
Because I have come so far.
I was a gamer and a victim at the same time.
I even took on the role of an instructor, which is not in the Eight Characters.
I thought so.
If I were to define myself now,
Nothing suited me.
This was not a game, but a world,
All humans, including heroines, were not two-dimensional beings that could be confined to the frame of ‘character’.
They were humans,
Standing here, I was also a human being.
It’s just that the world we live in is different.
The fact that I realized it too late was the only thing that remained as a regret of its own.
I had no intention of blaming myself.
In order to reverse that mistake, I am moving forward here.
That’s why I was able to ridicule it refreshingly.
“There’s a surprisingly childish side to it.”
Walking, walking, moving again.
The world didn’t change anymore, and it seemed like all that was left here was pitch black, with even direction meaningless.
A place where time is blurred and space is faded.
At the end of endless progress.
I was able to face it.
I was able to stop where I should have stopped.
A bright space as heterogeneous as a drop of paint on black drawing paper.
And, a young child sitting there.
No, rather than sitting.
It would be more appropriate to say that one is sitting down.
…
A magnificent throne,
Even the monsters that protect the surroundings,
There are no fancy accessories.
Wearing a set of clothes that were just black cloth,
A black-haired girl sitting on the floor and looking into space like a wooden doll whose strings have been cut.
I faced her,
Now I can be sure that this is not a ‘reunion’.
“Laplace.”
Let me call her her,
She also looked at me.
Dark, empty, pitch-black eyes were staring at me.
I gave you a chance.
“…”
It was the last opportunity to correct the twisted cause and effect and return everything to its natural state.
It was a pure and untainted tone.
I guess so.
You may have been caught up in your past mistakes, but that karma is not yours.
“I know.”
If so, I will ask.
She said while sitting down.
Why are you here?
It’s not my job.
The karma of Ivan, who was a third-rate villain,
The mission of Adam, who was the main character of the world.
It had nothing to do with me.
I was just a small citizen who fell here.
If so,
Why am I standing here?
I answered that.
So, the final conclusion I came to through the entire journey so far.
It was reported.
“It is my will.”
Even if it is a burden placed on the protagonist,
It’s no longer a burden.
Standing here is entirely my will.
It’s the result of doing whatever I want.
Because it was the will of everyone who believed in me.
I came as a representative.
She answered.
It’s worthless.
It was a tone that seemed laughable.
But, that won’t be the case.
“That’s a lie.”
…
“You don’t feel that way.”
No, to put it accurately-
“I don’t feel that way.”
The being in front of you cannot feel emotions.
If I appealed with those cloudy eyes,
It didn’t touch me at all.
The tone a moment ago was plausible, but
It’s just an imitation.
An automaton whose only action was to destroy the world was simply the process of finding a reason to destroy the human in front of it.
However, the being called ‘Laplace’ that I encountered through the game was never like that.
“You may find it ridiculous, or you may be indignant at beliefs that are at odds with your own. Or, you might feel happy that a worthy opponent has finally appeared.”
…
“Maybe she felt all these emotions at the same time.”
She definitely had feelings.
Although she hated emotions, she was not determined to cut them out.
Seven stigmas.
Although it is based on the original sin that bear humans due to their emotions.
That was just a message that Laplace sent to punish mankind.
I am disappointed in you,
Take some time to eat.
Regardless of right or wrong,
It was a wonderful feeling in itself.
In the first place, emotions are
Because it’s not something you can get rid of just because you want to get rid of it.
But, if possible.
If emotions can be neatly controlled, how can that happen?
“Your hair was originally white.”
…
“At least that was the case in the previous world.”
The being in front of you is Laplace,
This is not the Laplace I know.
The game I played was,
It’s like Adam’s memory.
Laplace seen ‘around the world’,
The Laplace who exists in ‘this world’ where I am possessed is a different being.
There was only one difference.
What the child in front of you lacks. Human emotions.
If so, there is only one conclusion that can be drawn.
“I kept wondering. For what reason does this body contain the abilities of the main character and the final boss?”
Two EX-level abilities that were present from the beginning.
“And, why did your abilities come in incompletely?”
Not a battery, but a piece of battery.
An ability that was too weak to be a gift received from Laplace, who could see through everything in the world.
It’s not that strange for the protagonist to give me abilities to help me in my journey.
But, why did even her final boss join in that encouragement?
And, why was it incomplete?
Only after I met her in this world.
I was able to realize the truth.
I said.
Looking down at the doll in front of me.
“We are divided.”
At the point when I was possessed.
No, maybe a long time ago.
Laplace,
There were two people.