The Evil God Beyond the Smartphone - The Evil God Beyond the Smartphone chapter 93

fate (1)

pitch-black darkness.

I blinked quietly in the deep darkness that settled all around me.

The darkness came suddenly, but it doesn’t require any adaptation to the dark to see ahead.

You can only understand what is there just by looking at it.

This was not a place where the laws of the world worked.

A heterogeneous and heterogeneous, incomprehensible space.

dream.

The same lucid dream as last time was holding onto him.

“Are you dreaming again?”

This is not to say that there have been cases in which the dream of a previous dream has been continued and continued.

In reality, even the past of a dream that I couldn’t remember clearly came to mind, and there were often cases in which the dream continued.

Dream memories are only vividly connected in dreams.

Even a dream that was vivid after waking up from reality disappears in an instant, except for some that impressed me.

A world like an illusion that cannot be left as an experience even if you experience it yourself.

That’s why we might call it a dream.

“Estelle! Are you here?”

If it is a lucid dream that follows from a dream from the past, the elements that make up the dream will not be much different.

I called the name of Estelle, who always greeted me.

However, the only thing I could hear in my ears was my own voice echoing from all directions.

Even if I call your name, it doesn’t show up in front of me.

Apparently, I had to find her myself.

The situation was no different from before.

“It would be better to come out at once, but it would be a hassle.”

There is a way to leave without meeting Estelle, but there is no reason to go out without meeting her.

After all, it is a dream that will wake up with time.

I’ve heard that it’s not the case if you’re used to dreams or dreaming, but I’m far from those kinds of people.

It wouldn’t be a bad idea to spend time in a dream until time passes and you wake up on your own.

After I made up my mind, I immediately started walking to find Estelle.

Tub. Tub.

Crude footsteps echoed around me as I walked in the dark.

“·················ogue.”

Every time you step into the darkness, a shape is drawn, and a new light is painted over the shape of the building.

In a space where there was only darkness, something new continues to bloom.

The moment when oil was made from nothing was a strange sight.

If the moment when the game graphics is loaded is played slowly, would it look like this?

As my steps continued, the city surrounding me was completed.

And at the end of the city that was created like that, the same girl as always was drawn.

“Are you a little late today?”

Estelle.

A girl with a different atmosphere waiting for me every time in a lucid dream.

Estelle’s eyes, covered in pitch-black darkness, looked at me.

I feel it every time I meet her, but Estelle’s eyes are very unique.

The obsidian-like eyes have a depth that seems to be somewhere extravagant.

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Maybe it’s because they’re being met in dreams, but they have a different atmosphere from ordinary people.

I answered her question by waving at Estelle lightly.

“I called your name, but you didn’t come.”

“Did you call me?”

“okay. I called and waited. I thought you would come if I called your name.”

“Unfortunately, I can’t move around here at will. I’m just waiting for you to come.”

Estelle said that if I didn’t come, she couldn’t move at will.

Existence in dreams is established by what I observe.

That is why her movement seemed possible only when I recognized her.

To meet Estelle in her dreams, she has to search for her until she sees her.

There is no reason to feel pity for the person you met in your dreams, but it reminds me of a fairy tale I saw as a child.

“It reminds me of a fairy tale I read a while ago.”

“A princess locked in a castle?”

“A scarecrow mourning because he can’t move alone.”

“·······The scarecrow. It was an unexpected answer.”

I started walking through the city with her, listening to Estelle’s comments on her answer.

The sound of footsteps of two people standing side by side echoes through the city.

The feeling of walking in a city with no one around was a bit strange than I thought.

The atmosphere must be eerie.

Or should I say the situation is awkward?

It felt like seeing a city that was destroyed for some reason.

“What game are you planning to play today?”

I walked through the city and asked Estelle about the game of the day.

Every time Estelle met me, she suggested a game.

I’m not going to turn down the game just because it’s today.

When asked about today’s game to Estelle, Estelle answered with an unusually interesting face.

“I have a very interesting offer today.”

“Is this an interesting offer?”

“Do you like scary stories?”

“horror story?”

It’s a scary story.

I had to read ghost stories and stuff like that from time to time.

I had a lot of memories of watching horror movies together, saying that they tested my courage with my friends.

That’s not to say I don’t enjoy it very often.

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Most of all, the scene where a ghost suddenly appeared was heartbreaking.

But suddenly you ask about a scary story.

I looked at Estelle with a hopeful expression.

And Estelle’s finger pointed at the wall of the cinema.

“Should the one who screams first lose?”

There was a poster of a horror movie on the wall where Estelle’s finger was pointing.

Whoever screams first loses.

It wasn’t the kind of confrontation I was very interested in.

At first, I had no hobbies other than making fun of my friends to watch horror movies.

“No, that’s…”

“Are you not confident?”

However, at Estelle’s words that followed, I had no choice but to accept the offer.

Dare to stand in front of a man and ask if you are confident?

It was absolutely unacceptable for me.

If he had the spirit of a man boiling in his chest, he wasn’t afraid of anything like a horror movie.

“great. Let’s go in.”

I accepted Estelle’s offer and went straight into the cinema.

Just look at it and the bet will be over in no time.

How scary is the movie you see in your dreams?

Estelle will also scream if I wish.

It was a proposal that I accepted with that thought in mind.

But it wasn’t long before I had to regret it.

Because the situation at the cinema was very different from that in my head.

“It’s interesting. Are there any of these things here?”

“Uhhh…”

First of all, the movie was too scary.

I could barely stand the scream, but it was so vivid and stimulating because it was a dream movie.

Besides, the ghosts that popped out without even trying were enough to make my chatting cold.

I couldn’t help but be surprised to see the grotesque-looking ghosts appearing periodically.

Even with the spirit of a man seething in my heart, the horror of the movie could not be completely suppressed.

“Isn’t it more immersive because there are only the two of us?”

The problem was that we were the only people in the cinema.

All the other seats were empty, and only me and Estelle were left watching the movie.

The sense of fear conveyed in the closed space was beyond imagination.

Every time something suddenly popped out, a scream would come out of my mouth at any moment.

But I was forced to endure the screaming.

It was to win the bet with Estelle, who had been provoking me.

No matter how bizarre the scene was, in the end, it was just an illusion in a dream.

If he forcibly brainwashed himself and endured it, it was possible to somehow suppress the scream.

“It’s not a big deal.”

“I see?”

When I talked to Estelle, pretending to be calm, Estelle smiled and tapped the back of my hand.

Every time a cold finger touched the back of my hand, the scream I had suppressed seemed to release.

No matter how much I wanted to scream, the way Estelle watched the movie as if nothing had happened was to the point of resentment.

So, the movie is getting closer to the end.

If no one screams, the outcome of the bet will end in a draw.

I continued to look at the movie on the screen and Estelle’s appearance alternately.

And it wasn’t until the end of the movie that Estelle showed any reaction.

“Fuck.”

At the same time as the scene where the monster came out, it made a dry voice and grabbed my hand.

It was a scream that had no soul in it, which no one would seem surprised by.

She was pretending to be afraid with a playful face.

It looked like he was trying to pretend he was screaming.

Seeing her like that, I smiled and asked.

“…is that a scream?”

“right. Unfortunately, I couldn’t stand it and started screaming.”

“If you are going to do it, do it sooner or later.”

In the end, it was my loss that I had to watch the movie until the second half.

With that thought in mind, looking at Estelle, Estelle pointed her hand at the face of the monster that was still on the screen.

The monster on the screen stood still the moment Estelle screamed.

Estelle pointed to the monster with her hand and asked me in a playful voice.

“The movie was more interesting than I thought, wasn’t it?”

What does fun mean?

Every once in a while I was told to watch the movie again, and I was confident I would get out screaming from the start.

That is why this movie was shocking and bizarre.

However, Estelle laughed and watched the movie until the end.

I responded to Estelle’s attitude by taking the crane off her.

“Next time, come in by yourself and see.”

“why? It was fun watching them together.”

“under······.”

It’s a different movie from the usual horror movies.

But I like this kind of movie.

A sigh escaped from the taste, which was contrary to the appearance.

Haha, it might be normal to see wacky people appearing in your dreams.

“Then, what would you like to ask today?”

As I sighed and tried to get up from my seat, Estelle grabbed my arm and sat me down.

Then I asked her about the questions I would bring up.

It was a formal scream, but it seemed to be regarded as my victory.

It’s a question I want to ask Estelle.

Faced with Estelle’s face and pondered, I asked her a simple yet meaningless question.

“Why do you keep appearing in my dreams?”

I know it’s a pointless question.

It’s just a story where Estelle appears in a random dream.

Nevertheless, I dared to ask her why.

With the mind that it doesn’t matter what kind of answer comes back from Estelle.

And Estelle answered by leaning her upper body closer.

“Yeah… we’re really special.”

“Are you close?”

“It would be right to see them as a relationship that can never be separated even if they try to separate them.”

Estelle’s voice pierced with the breath that permeated her ear.

It flowed slowly, but it was a clear voice that could be clearly understood.

I couldn’t help but question Estelle at her story, which seemed deeper than I thought.

“What else does this mean?”

“If the choice that God has made is called fate, then this could also be called a fateful meeting.”

What kind of ghost whispering sound is this?

As I looked at Estelle with a blank expression on my face, my dreams were starting to crumble.

All the surrounding landscapes, including the movie theater, are breaking apart and collapsing.

It seemed that the time had come to wake up from the dream.

I watched Estelle waving at me in my collapsing dream.

She was saying her final goodbyes as she saw me off.

“Let’s see a movie together next time.”

“What genre?”

“Let’s see then with exciting content like today.”

I shook my head quietly at Estelle’s story.

That memory was the last scene of this dream.

* * * * * *

Two weeks have passed since Peter returned to the church with Pluto.

In the meantime, Peter was adjusting to the life of the church while watching the members of the congregation.

The apostles who arrived with Peter had long since disappeared, so only Peter remained in the church and had to adapt.

Fortunately, it wasn’t too difficult for Peter, who returned after a long time, to take a meal from the church.

It was because the church leaders who knew Peter’s face invited him to dinner every evening.

Thanks to this, Peter was able to fill his stomach with a splendid dinner every evening.

It was the same as in the old days, watching the members of the congregation, but the quality of life was much higher than before.

“Where should I eat today?”

You can eat without having to work.

Although he had to move his place wisely, there were also no people forcing him to work.

It was because there were no believers large enough to make Peter, who was acquainted with the church leaders, work.

The gaze of Yutenia, who was monitoring Peter’s whereabouts, was now in a distant state.

If you go around the church all day and set aside some time, you can enjoy a comfortable bed with dinner every evening.

It was a paradise for Peter, who was in charge of cooking and driving every day.

“Would you like to visit Mr. James again? No, it would be a nuisance to visit too often…”

Even so, Peter continued to feel insecure while in the church.

It was because Peter himself was an outsider who was completely separated from the denomination.

Although somehow related to Euthenia, it did not prove Peter’s affiliation.

He was not a member of the evil spirit, nor did he work under the orders of the denomination.

All meals and sleeping in the denomination were just someone’s favor.

Staying here was like sitting on a cushion of thorns for Peter.

“Peter Shindo, long time no see.”

As Peter sat on the brick in the flower bed and was thinking about dinner, someone spoke to him.

Peter turned his head at the familiar voice and looked in the direction the voice came from.

Where Peter’s eyes turned, stood a figure he had known for a long time.

Archbishop Roan Hebris.

The only archbishop of the denomination was standing there.

“Uh, uh… Archbishop, how are you?”

“Haha, there’s no need to say hello like that.”

After seeing Roan after a long time, Peter immediately greeted him politely.

Roan’s position in the denomination that had grown all of a sudden was like that of a king.

He was in a position that could not be compared with Roan of the days when he was eating bread.

Roan, who was respected by everyone, was like an outsider to the present-day Peter.

It was impossible for Peter to have the same attitude he used to be with him.

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Moreover, the hero’s mark was engraved on Peter’s arm.

In order to somehow preserve his life even after being found out that he is a hero, it was best to be seen by the high-ranking people of the Order.

“Oh, I see…. How have you been, Roan?”

“I had a good time. In the meantime, you have been through a lot of hardships with the Apostle on the difficult journey. Is the 1st Apostle safe?”

“Utenia… No, Yutenia-sama is doing well.”

Peter, who was trying to call out Eutenia’s name without hesitation, hastily changed her name.

After all, Yutenia, who was always by his side, was also a high-ranking person.

Whether it’s the armed side, or the rank within the denomination.

It doesn’t really feel like a big deal because we see each other every day.

Hearing Peter’s story, Roan nodded.

Then he took Peter’s hand and spoke to him.

“I’m asking just by any chance… Did Peter believer realize a miracle?”

“Yes? miracle······?”

Peter tilted his head as Roan asked about the miracle.

As much as there is a mark, he must have the power of a hero.

However, the miracle Roan was talking about did not seem to refer to the strength of a hero.

As Peter tilted his head and looked at Roan, Roan clicked his tongue and tapped Peter’s shoulder.

“Unfortunately, it looks like you haven’t been able to perform a miracle yet.”

“Yes, yes, yes…….”

“It’s a pity. However, if the believer’s faith grows, he will be able to realize the miracle soon.”

“Yes?”

It was Roan who was trying to teach Peter to believe in evil spirits.

Peter, embarrassed by Roan’s attitude, took a step back.

However, Roan didn’t care and followed him towards Peter.

Then, holding Peter’s hand strongly, he spoke with intense eyes.

“Didn’t Shindo do a lot for the denomination? There must be many merits and deeds accumulated for the great man.”

“No, I am…”

“You don’t have to be too humble. Because I believe that if you are a follower of Peter, you can become a first class believer.”

“Is this, a first-class believer…?”

first-class believer.

An unknown word came out of Roan’s mouth.

It seemed like a story referring to believers with strong faith among the members of the denomination.

It had nothing to do with Peter.

Embarrassed, Peter was about to come up with an excuse.

A believer who was by Roan’s side delivered a message to Roan.

“The Archbishop. It looks like the schedule will start soon.”

Hearing the Shinto’s story, Roan let go of the hand that was holding Peter with a sad expression on his face.

Whoa.

Peter sighed inwardly, freeing himself from the hand that was holding him.

It was only then that he was freed from Roan’s preaching.

However, Roan seemed to have no intention of letting Peter go like this, so he brought up the story of the next promise.

“Unfortunately, there seems to be little time left. I’ll just have to go.”

“Yes, yes. again later…”

“If it’s okay, I’ll send someone out this evening. It would be nice to have a meal together and have a conversation.”

The problem is that the next one was tonight.

“Yes?”

“Then let’s go…”

After speaking, Roan waved to Peter and began to move away from his seat.

Peter stood blankly in his seat and looked at Roan’s back.

I guess I don’t have to worry about dinner tonight.

An unexpected meeting awaits him in the evening.