Emotion Taster
Arc 4 New Stage: Chapter 66 - Zombies
“So, that means the person can live again like a zombie?” I asked a little innocently guessing.
“It was also true. Magic can replace a damaged limb of the person to get back to work. Normally, this only applies to the sick. Once a person dies, that will result in something different. You will not be able to save that person, all you see is an empty body moving without any sense. So ... yes, exactly like zombie.”
“...”
Pero's voice did not sound friendly. Somehow his own expression already symbolized that he himself did not even recommend the way. I didn't know that Pero could behave like that, I'm sure he's a demon who doesn't know much about humans.
“But, that's one way. There are other ways as well that are actually cleaner but still a taboo thing,” Pero continued talking after stopping for a while.
“What else?”
“You know, no. Magic is used to create miracles. Using it, we can make things that shouldn't exist into existence. When you ask to bring people to life, the magic will work in a different way. Compared to resurrecting a corpse, what happened was more like remaking the human itself.”
“Creating humans? Huh?” my response still couldn't catch.
“Persis like this world. You were told before, no. There are fake people among us all. Yes, that's exactly what happened when magic was used to bring humans to life.”
“...”
Ah .. so it is, yes.
I'm starting to understand where Pero's talking is going there. This also proves a little why I am so difficult to complete a mission in this world.
The artificial world of this place is too real, too good, and even goes with its role without any irregularities. But, without this awkwardness that makes me confused, everyone is like a real human, that I can be sure without a doubt.
Although Hanz was cold, it did not mean that he had a bad purpose. Although Azarin is determined to be dead, or maybe Ann the little boy Hanz said was dead, the two of them are now walking and communicating like normal humans. So normal to make its own awkwardness why it could be like this.
“So, magic can't keep people alive. But, magic can make the exact same imitation,” I murmured concluded.
“To be exact,” then expressly approved by Pero. “Dead humans stay dead, and magic only makes substitute humans if you want. With physical, memory, and even the same nature, you could say that the two humans are indistinguishable.”
“Heh, but still, that person is not a dead person.”
“Iya, Kaivan. Admit also as an animus understand very well with it. Especially for humans, they will have special emotions that are troublesome if this is really done.”
“...”
Yes, I can understand that.
Something that happens doesn't affect that person. But the environment will be very influential. That magic might be able to make a new person replace a dead person. However, an environment that did not know magic could not take that for granted.
The surrogate has a memory of death, he is unacceptable to his old environment, and there is a special pressure on him to realize that he is not allowed to live in this world.
It could be all repeated from the beginning, going to a remote place away from the old environment and starting a new life. But, it still can not be done completely, old problems are not finished and before time will arise again. In the end, the dead should have no place left to live in the world. Sooner or later he will be depressed by the burden itself. Or, at least with the memory of the first person who died, he will realize that his life is only worth dying twice.
“What does Amalia know about this?” ask me with a low tone.
“Of course. I explained it, and Lia wasn't a naive girl to go against me either. One year ago at least mature enough to know that something like bringing the dead to life was an impossible plea.”
Heh, so Amalia isn't that stupid as it turns out.
His mental state may have improved. I don't know exactly when, but Amalia told me that the story about her parents had been going on a long time.
“Keep, exactly what did he ask for?” I went back to Pero.
“Maybe you will be a little difficult to accept, the sound of Lia's request is like this, ‘I want all the painful lies lost from the world, I don't want any betrayal wrapped in smile’.”
“...”
*step
My steps stopped at one point. The banana stem I had been doing since was forced to stop.
“Hn?”
Then, at the same time Pero who was still connected to me with a banana stem also stopped. He looked back a bit and saw my reaction to the sudden change.
“What's up, Kaivan? You want to say that Lia is stupid?”
“Heh,” my deham is smiling. “It looks like you're wrong, Pero. From that request, I knew very well what Amalia was feeling. I know, what his ambitions are and what he feels to make a request like that.”
Seeing Amalia's mental state at that time may be a little unclear. But, actually it was quite simple, what the girl dreamed I could understand. Like a man who wants wealth and happiness, Amalia is just as level.
When the words of the request were heard, I felt that Amalia's pain was running through my chest. From his sentence, I could feel a loud cry from the heart as his parents left him.
He did not hate his parents, he did not hate the fate that required both of his parents to die first. But ....
He just doesn't want to feel sad.
Huft .. hah ....
I took a deep breath, lightening my veins from the burden of the previous heavy talk. Honestly, my brain felt heavy after receiving all of that information. The act of pulling a lot of oxygen into the lungs seemed to revive my nerves.
*Pute
I put the banana stem that was previously held on the ground, left it tilted and one side fell. But it doesn't end there. With a bit of preparation, I also turned around and immediately ran in the opposite direction, refusing to go home towards the inn.
“Wait, Kaivan. Where are you going?” ask Pero who saw me running away.
“Solve this puzzle.”
It's true what Peter said just now. This world is an artificial world that confuses me. So, it's natural Octa as the mastermind makes me in a dilemma to be able to choose who the perpetrators of the crime.
But all of that is still not impossible. I've been pretending to be blind, when the answer was found. However, the feeling where I thought the people here were genuine had left me in doubt.
If I continue to judge which person is real or not, then the answer will never be formed. Octa and his magic did make it so, the nature, physique, and memory of these people were exactly the same as those I knew. So, the only ones who can solve the puzzle still deduce from the background of the world, solving the mystery based on their respective roles.
I moved quickly half-running, overtaking Farrel, Hanz, and Ann who had previously been left behind.
