
That, infinite darkness.
No matter how far one walked, there was no end.
No matter how long one waited, there was no dawn.
There is only one place, where there is light.
The one sitting on the throne of darkness, was the only existence here.
The one sitting on that throne, was a black haired young girl.
His glowing red eyes, they declared that he was no ordinary human.
However, it was not his original form.
But that doesn't mean he has the real form.
He became like this after being with one person, adjusting himself to the taste of that person. That's all it is.
That doesn't even have a name ... He is something called the “Devil God".
Demon God.
The peak of all demons.
The creator of all demons.
Enemy of all virtues.
Enemy of all evil.
Ponolerance of all virtues.
Tolerating all crime.
The one who asserts all contradictions.
One who transcends all logic.
In this place where everything had been broken, the Demon God laughed cheerfully.
“Ahaha .... Ahaha, hahaha!”
A smile and a sweet voice matched the appearance of the young girl.
Wiping away the pearl-like tears coming down from her eyes, the young girl continued to laugh.
“Varvatos ..... Little boy like you, you are really greedy!”
Saying it was fun, the Demon God laughed.
Saying it was interesting, the Demon God laughed.
When the Demon God waved his one hand, a deformed Varvatos puppet appeared on his arm.
Poking and clenching his hands on the puppet's cheeks, the Demon God laughed.
“Fufufu, to think, to think! To think that he would try to pull me into the middle of the stage!”
Saying that, he threw the Varvatos doll aside.
The puppet thrown to the side landed, and began dancing a strange dance.
What next appeared in the hands of the Demon God, was the flawed Sechste puppet.
“Sechste, yes .... So, so. But still, trying to call me. I wonder when he thought of this, this creepy design.”
At the very least, he might have appeared with it at the time he created this child, and after adding the two things together, the Demon God threw away Sechste's puppet as well.
The Demon God Summoning.
It even had a greater degree of difficulty than the creation of the Hero (Holy One) that Varvatos had done.
First of all, the thing known as Summoning was not something that could be done so easily.
Transmigration and Summoning were similar, but the essence was different.
Transmigration, or rather the pull made through Transfer, ends only by connecting two regions.
However, Summoning is different.
Naturally, separate spacetime cannot be linked, separate times are not interrelated or continuous, separate laws are incompatible, and separate living standards are not interchangeable.
Ignoring all of these things and calling out the thing in question is summoning. Just like reincarnation, it was an incredible feat.
Speaking from the conclusion, the probability that the thing that comes out will be the same as the desired one is low.
Cases where some type of error is bound to happen somewhere and cause it failure are bound to happen.
Even if one was lucky enough to complete the summoning, there were times when abnormalities in the data of the summoned thing would be generated, or their soul would be damaged.
Then, if it could go through all without such injuries, perhaps it was a case where the summoning really worked.
Even so, the problem will still occur.
Since the summoned soul of a being would not match the standards of souls in other worlds, it was likely that it would become the singularity of the world would appear.
When that happens, the body will attempt to fill in the differences in soul standards and mutate, which will manifest superhuman abilities.
In that case, what must be done so that it can be called in a perfect state and in a way in which it will not be influenced by the rules of the world?
It is a reconstruction of the soul.
All would be well if the soul parts were reconstructed to conform to the standards of the otherworldly rules while maintaining the core parts of the soul at the time the summoning was made.
This method is the method that will have the least negative effect in the world.
If it was something as simple as the Sword Spirit, even soul reconstruction would be relatively easy, and it would be easier to summon it without any problems.
However, when it came to summoning Gods, it would not be easy.
Unless there was some sort of cunning trick performed, God Summoning would require precise and accurate configuration to the point of detail. Which is an amazing thing. That's why it almost failed.
“...... Well, in terms of sneaky tricks, there are many men who can do it in that world.”
Gently muttering that, the Demon God looked at the dancing dolls.
After snapping his finger, the puppets melted into the darkness, and returned to silence.
With regard to those cunning tricks, Varvatos could also do so with limitations. However, it is not enough just with that alone.
“Varvatos .... If you say that you want to meet me, then try and find me.”
After abdicating both my name and my figure, just what kind of existence I was in that world.
Just try and guess it, that's what the Demon God muttered.
“And if you can represent me accurately. At that time ...... I may not mind responding to your call, You know?”
Deeply leaning his body onto the throne, the Demon God stared at the empty space.
“Yah .... Want You on time or not, it's up to you. I'm not going to help you in this, nor am I going to give you a clue. This time, you have to hang in there with your own strength.”
That, will never be heard by anyone.
It was just, a little monologue of the Demon God.