Re:write The Authors Transmigration-Chapter 252: Ex Makino [1]

"So is this okay? I did as you asked, will it be good? Hey, Jin I need you to answer me!!" Kyo Min-soo laid Morris’s sleeping body on the mattress beside the world tree

"Oh let me see– Ah what the fuck? I just told you guys to put him in bed, he gets all cranky if he gets any back pains. I didn’t tell you guys to turn him into Cinderella," He angrily replied as he saw Morris laid on a mattress surrounded by such elegant flowers and a light above his head

"You’re confusing Cinderella with Sleeping Beauty, Cinderella’s the one with the magic shoes. She’s different from the bimbo who fucking ate a poisonous apple from an old hag she just met in the forest. You would know this if you didn’t sleep when we watched the live-action in the cinema," Yuri felt rather offended by his remarks, and he quivers at the thought of her hating him

"I didn’t say it’s bad, but... Yuri, what the hell’s with them?"

Kurenai points as the queen of vampires and the princess of humans were neck and neck pushing one away from ever reaching Morris. The Enigma members watch as these two fight against one another after Yuri informed them of a fairy tale she randomly spouted. Kyo Min-soo and Quon cheered like a mad man as the two quarreled about who’ll be the one to smooch this bewitching devil

"Give it up, cupcake! I won’t let you get a hair close to Christ, I’ll kiss him and wake him from this curse," Airis had Esther locked in her arms before she alters her form and escape her grasp and their position was swapped

Esther tightly twists one of her arms threatening her if she takes another step. "Curse smursh do you really believe in that thing? You just want to sexually harass Morris. I won’t let you! I rather die than let your grubby hands reach his skin!!"

"Go Esther, don’t let that thieving wench win!!" Kyo and Silas strongly yelled as the two danced on the sidelines

"Ms. Airis don’t lose!!!" Quon along with her army of the undead and a portion of Airis’s men that reunited in her reign

As their squabble goes on the two people that were said to be friends of the comatose man himself never gave a fuck. "I bet you two whole weeks of my cooking that Esthers is going to win. How bout it, or is little Mikhailov becoming wee ol Chicken!? If you lose we can go on a date and you’ll promise to never skip no matter what!"

Yuri flicked her glasses forward and laughed hysterically at the gesture granted to her on a solve platter. "Hehehehehehe... oh Jin you haven’t learned your lesson the slightest, bit. Fine then, I’ll go on a date with you but if Airis wins I need you to persuade Morris including yourself to be drawing samples for my BL! What getting cold feet? I thought as much– Oh w-what?"

Jin grabs ahold of her hands with such force and pins her down the tree. "You think Im scared? The first few months of hell sleeping with him when you took my bed is worse than you thought. But I do have a condition, if you draw me, make sure to pay attention to my rock hard abs–"

An outburst coming from outside the elven castle interrupted the idleness of the group as Blake alerted them of a threat. "Guys! You have to see this!!"

As ever these bands of miscreants never seem to catch a break, when they reached the exit dozens of towering figures arrive. A silhouette similar to a man and their back covered in feathers and others had tiny wings wriggling back and forth. With every step they took the lands trembled and their numbers rose as they move as more and more came as they walked

"Oh shit! How did this become an Attack on Titan!!?" Zeke shouted

"Stop with all that Bullshit Zeke their Nephilims," Jin replied as he calls forth the demons that rest in his inventory

"A Nephiwha?" Kyo Min-soo along with the rest didn’t seem to comprehend what he meant and he slap his face in frustration

"Nephilims, an abomination with a man and angel did the ways of the bed!! They’re supposed to be angels but because of human genetics, they mutate. Instead of having their wings blessed with divinity all of that went to their muscles. You get the idea they grew fucking big, Christian giants in a nutshell do you understand now? Grab a fucking weapon or else we’re gonna die!!!"

Meanwhile in the world tree ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm

"What was that?"

Even though he’s deep in his sleep and his consciousness was transferred to the tree, the tree itself felt this unusual disturbance. A force that meddles with the laws of nature, an abomination that the world could never accept. But he never knew of the cause and remains focused on what’s in front of him, the duplicate consciousness of the creator of the Ex-Machina

"Oh, that? It seems the disturbance within the world tree, more or less the powerful dreadful surge of demon energy. They’re here for you, as much as I want to let you go, I can’t. I’m not putting you on trial or anything so don’t worry, just being the wielder of this broken thing is enough. If it were anyone else they’ll run rampant once they fully succumb to the influence of the machine," Makino seems to be interested in his condition but refuses to say and gave him but a hint

"I think the reason behind it is my skill... it might be the effects of ’Split personality’ an ability that allows me to create alternative consciousness. For me to survive I split many of my major core aspects, for example, Zen Bleightrol. He is the personality that’s created by discarding my kindness from my original personality,"

Makino laughed and replies. "Fascinating, alternate personalities that are born by the primary core of your nature. But that means your current or let’s say the original personality isn’t dull, I could say there connected with each other, am I right? It’s not that you discard them, these personalities... you put them on a separate file, and that allows you to remain the same as always. How many are there?"

"Let me check, Spell Thief of Survival, Zen Bleightrol of Kindness, William the Womanizer. There are many other personalities but they haven’t become stable to be of use to me. Before I gave them names these are the remaining characteristic; Depression, Delusion, Happiness, Innocence, and the worst... the part of me that still can’t forget about my Ex, I call him Denial," Even with such a heart-aching topic he never felt sad or agonize for his personality was nothing more than a shell

"I don’t know what you’re going through but now’s not the time. This a pressing matter you need to heed. A life and death situation, I know you’re familiar with such an event. You didn’t come here just for a quick chatter, to venture to a millennia from the past you seek something. A way to rebuild Diabolus, that’s the reason for your arrival, the true ending will appear with Diabolus’s recovery," The white planes of nothingness changed with a flick of Makino’s finger

"To learn more about Diabolus, you need to hear my story, the tale of one of the few subjects of Magi crafting, Golem creation. In the tale of Excelion De Makino, pay heed and focus and for the love of god try to remember the important details. We don’t have much time, your body is currently defenseless if you die then everything is pointless, so pay attention," Makino disappeared, and Morris leaped to his memories and awaken to be surrounded by gods

"Quiet down! You lots have been the cause of so much destruction of this world and because of that, it grew tired of your presence. You might be all-powerful in your respective planes but we, the Game masters born from this land are omnipotent. This land had enough of your destructiveness and our very existence is to keep you in check. No longer are the gods will able to meddle in this land!!"

The entity that spoke in such frightening was someone that he’d already met not so long ago in his early days. A manifestation of millions of grotesque figures he was the closest to attaining a silhouette of a man but a face of a hound. This was Watchdog at the time of his birth when the world had grown loathsome of the presence of the divine

"I disagree! Why should we the gods follow through the request of a mutt? I am Hades the ruler of the netherworld the hell of Greek mythology. Why should I follow through with the request by an existence that came from the creation of us gods!!" Hades along with the rest that oppose such a request were then shackled by a pair of chains that neither can be cut nor escape

"Let me remind you but this world was created by the power of you gods! And so with that power lies our omnipotence in this land, do you want to test us? This world is our domain, the world might have originated in your powers but as it grows it became sentient. Let’s all calm down and be reminded that our power is that of every god that’s both present and not! Do you understand where im going with this?" Watchdog smiles as he stared down at the ignorant gods who have slowly forgotten their rage in worry of being ousted

[I can’t believe my eyes! I wasn’t present at this moment, but I heard tons of gods deny this proposal. You even saw a big shot talked, the Greek ruler of hell, Hades the brother of Poseidon and Zeus]

"Mr. Watchdog! Loki over here or most commonly known as [The Trickster]... if we do by chance follow with your request then how are the gods going to blow some steam? We created this world to leave our mundane lives and responsibilities, this place was created for our entertainment. By what means are going to do so if we can’t even descend into the land we made?"

Watchdog laughs and replies. "I’m glad you asked! What’s fun if the outcome is already foreseen? Instead of the gods themselves how about using your creations to participate in challenges? The broken, those with strong desires, discriminated against and loathsome of an unfair reality? The mortals will be the main characters and you the gods will bless them in their journey for glory! And before that let’s start this off by doing Armageddon,"

As Watchdog uttered those words a mortal came walking near his direction and as he stopped he gave such a proposal. "Evening gods and goddesses, I am Professor Excelion De Makino. I was invited by Sir Watchdog as a man that will aid in this event, what I want is what you desire. A final chance for the good and demonic deities to battle it out, what I offer is Deus god of machinery, and the Diabolus demon of machinery,"