Chapter 102: Meaningless Reasons

"Hey! Killua!?"

Killua ran away, ignoring Leorio's voice trying to stop him.

I don't know what he was saying, but just as I thought the others besides Sora were finally finished and the hostage exchange was beginning, "she," who had been passing by Chrollo, suddenly vanished.

The moment Killua discovered she had vanished, he ran to the entrance of the Airship.

Killua didn't know when it had vanished, or how it had vanished, nor did he know if it was a fake created by the Brigade just in case.

Like Kurapika, and yet unlike Kurapika, the fact that Killua—who did not understand who "she" was or what kind of situation she was in—vanished into thin air like smoke, only served to blow up his pent-up anxiety.

If it has vanished, I cannot think of any use in leaving the Airship now.

Like a child who realizes they are lost, Killua searched for Sora without knowing where to begin.

Even Killua himself did not know whether the result brought about by such youthful behavior should be called happiness or misfortune.

I am certain that only God knows.

Even if he is not omnipotent, an all-knowing God would know.

"Good evening. Killua."

Conversing with ease.

"She," who walked from the direction of the Airship entrance, was composed, elegant, and wore a kind smile in every way.

"It is a pleasure to see you."

When he saw the Goddess's smile, which was like all the beautiful things in the world, and those eyes that knew everything in the world was merely a prelude to despair, the agitation in Killua's head vanished into nothingness. It was completely erased, and in its place, the cells of my body rang alarm bells as if screaming.

Hearing the alarm, Killua jumped far behind him to keep his distance and continued running backward.

Leorio slammed hard into the floor, trying to complain to Killua; from above, one could see that even though his face had lost its blood and turned snow-white, and cold sweat was flowing like a waterfall, he still sat on the floor, feeling confused.

"It's alright, don't be so afraid."

When "Sora" comforted Killua in a gentle tone, Leorio finally realized the existence of "Sora," but he also saw "her" up close and wanted to know why Killua had reached this point. I know you are very afraid.

At a glance, it was clearly Sora; although everything was the same, "she" was absolutely different from Sora.

"... Who are you...?"

Feeling his voice trembling high with fear, Leorio stood up, drew a knife, and stood in front of "her" as if to protect Killua.

From her tone, her expression, and her eyes, I don't think she will hurt Killua. I don't think so.

Those eyes that had given up on everything seemed to have even given up on the movement of the Eight Strikes. He said that even if he were struck, he could never forget this despair for a single moment.

However, because of Killua's appearance, Leorio did not put down the knife; he glared at "her," and while speaking to Killua, he wore a gentle smile that strangely blended with his gaze.

"I told you, Killua. 'It is a pleasure to see you.' 'I' am meeting you for the first time. I am different from the 'something' you know."

So ignore it. There was a meaningless voice in my head saying "forget it."

Immediately after, Leorio frowned at the word "Sora" and asked, "What are you talking about, you?" Killua fell from the ceiling and sat on the floor.

No matter how afraid Leorio was, or how completely uncomposed he was, he knew very well that he was not a normal child and could not maintain that posture for even a few minutes, so blood was dripping from his head as he tried to shout at Sora: "What!? Did you do this!?"

"Huh? Hey, what's wrong, Killua!? Why are you crying!?"

Leorio tried to soothe Killua, who sat dumbfounded and crying silently, but Killua's tears would not stop.

Killua didn't know why he was crying either, so he was confused and kept crying.

However, the tears did not stop; it was just as "she" had said, that voice that kept ringing in my head, the meaning of which I did not understand, "forget it," and then it stopped.

I don't know what I should forget, nor do I know why this "Sora" is so terrifying. I don't remember.

Killua did not notice, because he had been forgotten.

Killua did not realize that what he feared was not emptiness, but the guilt he carried without knowing it.

I endured the thought of the "something" buried deep in the Residence, sunk in the Abyss of Memory, even though I was not prepared to be punished by that sin, to be reunited with that "something." I did not realize I had run away because I was too afraid, I could not.

Not noticing that the continuous tears were tears of relief, told by the Goddess that he had been forgiven, told that there was still time before the judgment, Killua simply cried.

I kept crying and apologizing to someone I don't remember, because I don't remember.

"!? Killua!?"

"What are you doing!?"

The two who were chasing Sora, who had suddenly vanished after boarding the Airship ahead of them, raised their voices when they saw Killua's tear-streaked face.

Gon rushed toward Killua, and Kurapika glared at Sora with fury, but Sora just shrugged and smiled, saying nothing.

Instead, when Gon asked, "What's wrong, Killua? What happened?", Killua wiped away the overflowing tears with his fist.

"... It's fine, it's not like she did anything to you, don't worry about it, forget it."

When Gon and Kurapika looked at Leorio to confirm what Killua said, Leorio, who seemed not to have fully understood the situation yet, nodded at Killua's answer with a puzzled look.

This was not a convincing answer to anyone, but in Leorio's view, "Sora" had not done anything to Killua; he couldn't understand most of what was said, but if he calmed down, he remembered that she hadn't threatened him, and he was calming down.

Most importantly, I don't understand why Killua himself was so afraid of "her," or why he was relieved to be told he could forget about it, so he had to force a "it's fine." Kurapika seemed very dissatisfied, but retreated for the time being.

"... I see. Since you say so, I won't say anything else."

"But I will make you explain everything about yourself. Sora."

However, the only thing he drew was "What did you do to Killua?"

Honestly, I know nothing about this, and it would be good if Sora could return as soon as possible. Rather, if he knew, he would lose something great, he could never turn back, but Kurapika still chose to know.

I don't want to remain ignorant.

I also learned that Sora has always been saved by me.

The fact that she is here is a Miracle that could be lost at any moment.

Kurapika wanted to know, because he didn't want to lower her happiness without knowing it, or waste time on her.

"... Okay."

Watching Kurapika like that, the Goddess revealed a loving smile.

A kind smile that seemed to pity those ignorant people who didn't know that they knew, who were accelerating their own tragic consequences.

"Who are you?"

As expected, it was effortless to speak in the narrow corridor of the airship, so it was only after everyone had temporarily returned to the airship hall that Kurapika spoke up.

Except for Sora himself and Gon, who had already heard the explanation, everyone glared at Sora again with vigilant, awestruck, and angry eyes, asking: "What happened to Sora?"

Sure enough, Senritsu had not had much contact with Sora yet, so she was not angry; she was still startled by the heartbeat and stayed furthest from "her," but even so, the voice remained mechanical, like the second hand of this clock, not knowing who the opponent playing the game was.

There are many things that make people happier if they don't know them, but if they don't know, they become even more afraid, so people want to know what they are afraid of. Senritsu is in such a state now.

This "terrifying thing" itself was smiling as innocently and gently as ever, spitting out words that resonated nowhere.

"I am Sora Shikiori.

Well, what you want to know is what kind of relationship I have with Sora, and if my function is 'Goddess' besides, what does 'Holy Grail' mean?"

"……If you know, please answer me."

Kurapika showed an annoyed expression at Sora's answer, urging him to move forward, while Killua and Leorio widened their eyes at the word "Holy Grail," and Senritsu, on the contrary, tilted her head because the mystery had deepened.

"Sora" looked at these reactions, smiled elegantly, and stepped lightly toward someone.

"Yes, but I have been giving the same explanation, so I will leave the explaining to you.

Good luck, Gon."

"Eh!?"

Just when I thought he was suddenly dancing toward me, "Sora" put one hand on his shoulder, turned to face Kurapika and the others, and smilingly announced that Gon himself was Kurapika and the others' top priority. It took me by surprise.

The glue was entirely Sora himself, so everyone's poison disappeared at once, but perhaps because Gon felt that things were not that simple, he could explain it to them in an easy-to-understand way, Kurapika's eyes. Aimed at him, his anger reflected vividly in the scarlet.

"……Don't be stupid. Just answer the question I asked!"

"！Wait, Kurapika! This 'Sora' is a Body Personality!!"

Kurapika was angry at Gon for some very rude reason, but he didn't know the cause. Even if I refused, I had a vague idea that "she" could never back down from this kind of unreasonable behavior. I decided to give up gracefully and respond to "Sora's" unreasonable behavior.

"……Huh?"

In a sense, Gon's answer was very suitable for calming down, but of course, no one could understand what it meant, and a unanimous voice was heard: "What are you talking about?"

"Well, this 'Sora' is a Split personality, independent of Sora, but definitely Sora, or rather, Sora's heart? Spirit? That's nothing special, it seems everyone has one, but since the body doesn't have a personality, it seems it woke up like this, and can't speak either... what is this thing?"

"…………Gon.

Gon tried every way to explain "Sora" and "Body Personality," but as Kurapika expected, Gon himself understood that Gon could not explain who "she" was in the explanation of "Sora." I understood, but most of it was by intuition, and I could barely remember the content of the explanation I should have heard twice, once for the Phantom Troupe and once for Hisoka, the story jumped around, and the already chaotic story became even more chaotic.

For the time being, I only knew Gon's efforts... or rather, I only knew Gon's efforts, but anyway, Kurapika's head had completely cooled down, so I told him that he didn't have to respond to me in a way that was no longer the intermediary between him and Sora. I did it.

However, Gon, who hates losing, showed a strange stubbornness and for some reason refused Kurapika's help, saying: "It's okay! I can explain!"

I was not stubborn in thinking that Kurapika was fooling me.

I just didn't like the feeling of "I know, but I can't describe it," because it felt like a small Fugura bone stuck in my throat. Because of this, I realized I was being stared at and said, "No, the conversation isn't progressing, so give up."

"Hmm, hmm, someone... I think someone in the Phantom Troupe said it clearly, but who said it?"

"It was Bonolenov. The person who looks like he's wrapped in bandages all over his body."

Just when I was holding my head trying to remember the information, the unreasonable person was laughed off by Gon's appearance, only answering the "who" part and hinting. Because I was one of them, I was able to remember this information. Once I remembered another person, I wanted to remember.

"Ah! That person!

That person said that this 'Sora' is a Goddess born in the Human World in human form due to some mistake, and the Sora we know exists as a human because of this 'Sora.' The power of the Goddess and so on!"

"…………Hmm?"

When Gon finally remembered the Phantom Troupe member's lines, Killua and Leorio paused and raised their voices as before.

However, unlike before, the confusion of "I don't understand the meaning" in that voice had faded.

Instead, he said, "I don't want to understand the meaning," because it was summarized in an easy-to-understand way, just as Gon thought.

"……You……what are you talking about? ……what are you talking about……do you understand?"

Gon, who had just started to voice the two's reactions, didn't quite understand yet, but was angry at the bad joke Killua made, wanting to make a bad joke. Senritsu, who had already been frightened, turned pale and backed away, and when he heard what he said in that hiding place, he remembered and understood his anger.

"You……so Sora……Sora is this guy's fake! Are you saying this guy is all fake, this guy has an expression of giving up on everything!?"

"No! No, Killua!! It's not like that!!

Sora is not fake, this 'Sora' and Sora are not completely different people, nor are they completely different things!"

Gon appealed to Killua, and Killua explained it in the same way he did and screamed with the same anger.

In order not to let Killua spit out the exact same words as me "I wish you could die in Sora's place," I denied it and said the answer I got.

I didn't want Killua to make the same mistake as me, so I appealed with teary eyes, "Please listen to me!"

Even when she was told "If it's not Sora, I don't need you," she still maintained a gentle smile without wavering, as if it were too late. Becoming a wound that cannot be healed.

Gon didn't want him to suffer the same scars as him, so Gon said the answer he got, the answer he got himself.

"It's not fake! Even if you say it was created by you, it doesn't mean 'Sora' is controlling Sora! In terms of relationship, it's like parents and children! Children are not copies of their parents, nor are they fake, are they?!

Also……'Sora' said she has no heart, but 'Sora' knows everything about the future of this world, so it is true that her life seems meaningless……but with Sora. Compared to living in a world that is completely meaningless, maybe I would rather die and not remember anything, but……but, 'Sora' still happened for Sora's sake.

I should have created Sora because I wanted to continue the dreams I couldn't even do, but I woke up to realize Sora's wish, 'I want Kurapika to be happy.' That's it. I am here.

……So this 'Sora' is also Sora. Completely different……however, 'Sora' is Sora."

Forced by Gon's heartbroken face and voice that was about to cry, Killua said: "Give Sora back to me! You are a fake!" I glared at "Sora" behind him.

Whether being protected by Gon or stared at by Killua, "Sora" still had a Goddess-like smile, her beautiful lips saying nothing.

In those eyes that possessed the beauty of heaven, there was no joy of being protected, no guilt for Gon's tears, and no sign of being hurt by Killua's words and deeds.

It was meaningless to be emotional like that, only the obedience of knowing that one is meaningless.

Looking at those eyes on her face, she couldn't believe that she had woken up for Sora, fulfilling Sora's requests, wishes, and desires.

Since it has come to this……the wish of the Goddess obsessed with the Holy Grail is "Kurapika will be happy," unable to bear the jealousy, anger surged up.

I want to believe what my best friend said with that kind of face, but I can't believe it, because that person is trying his best to touch Killua's nerves.

……What annoyed Killua even more was that he ruined the follow-up someone else did for him, and he was exactly the same as Sora, which was disgusting.

But Killua said nothing.

Before I could express my frustration and anger with words, I lost control of the conversation.

"... You surely possess an omnipotence comparable to the existence known as 'God'."

Kurapika asked suddenly.

Her eyes were still bright red, but as she realized "she" was not Sora, the serious face that had lost the composure Chrollo could maintain even when facing an opponent had at least reached the point where she could compensate. Expressionless. I am regaining some leeway.

Gon's story could be as angry as Killua's, and no matter how Gon cried out, it was expected that the opponent who thought he would be as angry as Killua or even more so would be there. Gon, Leorio, and Senritsu, not to mention Killua, were startled by his calm attitude.

It was like watching a skit that only "Sora" was tired of watching, not a sticky read, but an endless empty talk, giving a simple and easy-to-understand answer immediately.

"Yes. Most things that people can imagine can be realized."

"Is it possible to redo the past and change the future?"

"It is possible."

Kurapika immediately asked another question to the "hollow" answer.

"Sora" also replied within a moment, so the reaction was slow, but Killua realized what Kurapika was asking, and this time he was burning with anger at Kurapika.

"! Kurapika!! What are you thinking!?"

"You... you would use it!? Sora! As a Holy Grail! You intend to use it so that the Kurta Massacre never happens!?"

Killua was surprised by the confirmation question that could only be thought of this way.

It wasn't Sora; he was angry because Sora and "she" were different things, but Killua didn't care about "Sora," he wanted her to disappear as soon as possible, but he couldn't forgive her.

Even if she was completely different from Sora, if "she" was Sora, even if it was just a part or a fraction of her, I could never forgive her.

Treating Sora as a Holy Grail... as a tool, no matter how crazy I know this wish is, I will not allow it.

Even Leorio, who was confused by Kurapika's appearance and the sudden question, twisted his face in anger when Killua's words cleverly connected the intention of the question.

Gon also understood, but because he understood, he became even more confused and panicked.

Even if Sora had no disadvantages or risks, Kurapika believed it was impossible to treat her as a Holy Grail, so he couldn't understand what he meant.

Only Senritsu read Kurapika's heartbeat, his heart's tone, and shouted to Killua and Leorio, "Wait!!"

It was just that, for a moment, the two of them were so angry that their blood rushed to their heads, and they couldn't hear her voice.

The two ignored Senritsu's restraining words and stepped forward to grab Kurapika, but Kurapika noticed the commotion behind him, yet ignored it, walked straight to the "she" in front of him, looked at the Goddess, and asked a few more questions.

"Then why are you here now?"

"Sora" did not answer this question immediately.

Killua and Leorio stepped onto Tatara at the same time.

For some reason, Kurapika's question was asked in a direction I couldn't understand again, fortunately the blood on top of my head suddenly fell, but the two were more confused than before.

Gon was relieved, this was not the incredible reason for Kurapika himself to "use Sora as a Holy Grail," but he also didn't understand Kurapika's third question, so he hung up the phone.

Senritsu didn't know at all at first that Kurapika and the others used the word "Holy Grail" to mean "omnipotent wish-granter," so he understood that Kurapika's question was not meant to be explained by Killua and the others. But other than that, it was refreshing.

Kurapika's four eyes full of questions and helpless despair pointed directly at Kurapika, but he still ignored Gon's gaze, looking straight at the "Sora" in front of him, those scarlet eyes continued to speak in different places, towards different people.

Ask a question and explain why you are asking this question.

"If you have the ability to say you are omnipotent, even if you are not omnipotent... if you have the ability to change the past and create the future you want, then why did you decide she was ' ' four years ago? Didn't you save Sora when Sora fell? If you saved Sora, why did you have to bear so many cruel consequences as the price for escaping from 'there'?"

"If you didn't help her four years ago... why are you fulfilling Sora's wish now?"

Come to think of it, Gon and the others were somewhat convinced by Kurapika's statement and questioning.

If "Sora" was truly as omnipotent as she claimed, and if "Sora" existed now because she helped her, then frankly, "Sora's" self-proclaimed self was unbelievable. They were far beyond humans and certainly possessed mysterious powers, but they were by no means omnipotent.

Sora herself was satisfied with her current self and probably had no regrets, but that was an afterthought.

Now, she would never let go of the Demon Eye of Direct Death, Karna who could devour her personality, and the status quo used to deter her, but it was very likely that in this world, just after she fell into the water... before meeting Kurapika, she was her answer, happiness itself, she wanted to return to the original world and restore her Demon Eye to her original eyes.

No, if the past could be tampered with, as the word "Sora" said, then the simplest way would be to pretend that Sora never fell into that " " in the first place.

That is why "Sora" is here now.

If it was the former, then all the hints I have made so far were bluffs, which is very annoying, but that's all. In this case, all you have to do is go to sleep quickly and tell him not to come out again.

But if it was the latter, that was even more unclear than Kurapika's question.

Without a heart or a self, and precisely because he had not yet found meaning in all things in the world, it could be said to be a whim, without any meaning or intention, but Kurapika did not think so.

In Gon's words, it was precisely because of one interpretation of the troupe that gave Kurapika another interpretation.

So Kurapika asked.

"... Although it is possible for you to change the past, there is no doubt that you have no sense of shame, no rumors, no thought of future faults and risks, just 'I don't want to die'."

First, when I confirmed that "Sora" could affirm the explanation of her self-proclamation and the status quo, "Sora" answered with a gentle smile.

"Kurapika, distinguish between cormorants and death, okay? The things you want to ask me, and the 'answer' you gave."

The words told to Kurapika with eyes that had given up on everything and a gentle smile were things Kurapika should not have asked.

With a smile that seemed to envy and pity the Kurapika who had not given up, he stared at the Goddess who asked Kurapika a question and waited for an answer, his scarlet eyes seemed to declare that he would never give up on that blue. Desperate answer.

"... I don't seem to understand what Gon meant by his explanation. So, this is almost a delusional intuition, but... the explanation given by the Phantom Troupe members is easy to understand. I thought I was right... but I also thought I was wrong."

... The explanation is correct. But the order of introduction but revocation I thought maybe

"Teeth?"

A dumbfounded voice sounded. Of course.

No one knew what order should be reversed between Gon's story and Bonolenov's explanation.

Except for Kurapika, who knew of the existence of "Karna" and how he was brought into Sora, there was no place to rearrange Bonolenov's explanation.

That is why Kurapika spoke the "answer" that only Kurapika could rearrange.

"Not just the Jewel Sword, but the Servant who fell with her, protecting her at the same time... even Karna, Sora was able to rebuild her own body that was about to rot, and escape from that ' '. So she also had to bear the risk of 'having her personality devoured by the Karna who adopted her'."

Thanks to Karna's personality, this is a risk you don't have to worry about..."

In the background, not only Killua and Leorio, but even Gon seemed startled by the explanation regarding "Karna," yet Kurapika ignored him and continued speaking.

It was unconfirmed. Kurapika knew very well that the "answer" he had conceived was closer to delusion than speculation; he hoped from the bottom of his heart that it would be so, and he expressed this "answer" in words.

"... The Servant is a spirit... Finally, if the original work is merely a Copy reduced to a level that humans can follow, although Karna is the highest Demi-god that can be summoned, Sora actually took him in. Is there a possibility of an Escape from ' '?"

If possible, Karna would prefer to maintain his form before she melts and disappears; before being taken in by Sora, you should be able to send them to another world to help them. Therefore... it is more natural to think that even Karna did not have enough power to save Sora from the hands of ' '.

Then why was Sora saved? How could Sora escape?

............... In the end, the answer was just Sora's struggle and struggle. It is because you struggled, struggled, did not give up, did not give up, that she took you in. I was able to escape, to transform it into

Having said so much, Killua interrupted the conversation, and a scream came from behind: "Wait a minute!"

The quick-witted Killua still understood the information about Karna in front of Gon and Leorio, and they remained shocked.

I quickly convinced myself that Kurapika's words about the "strongest Bodyguard" were about Karna; because I accepted and understood that information, Sora even accepted ' ' in the second half. He also reached the "result" produced by a deliberate interpretation, with Bonolenov interpreting "innate Divine function" as "acquired."

"Wait a minute... wait a minute...

If your hypothesis is correct... half-god power... what do you mean—"

Killua squeezed out a hoarse voice with a bloody face, but the essential part was left speechless.

I do not want to express it in words. I want you to tell me this is a lie. I hope my conclusion is irrelevant.

That is why I was looking forward to the denial of Kurapika and "Sora," eyes fixed tightly on me.

Kurapika ignored everything except "Sora," responding to Killua's pleading words.

He turned slightly, giving Killua a painful, scarlet gaze.

Just by that look, Killua's wish had already been conveyed to him.

"... I am the same as you imagine."

By lending her body to Karna, she can not only use Karna's physical strength, but as long as she pays Mana, she can use the Noble Phantasm that is the embodiment of a Miracle.

In Exchange, there is a possibility that her personality will be eaten by Karna, and Sora will become Karna.

............... The Demi-god Karna, who should have degenerated, is this risk. There is no reason for the original Karna to absorb the 'origin' of birth, nor would there be any disadvantage."

Despair was carved into Killua's eyes.

Gradually, they began to understand Kurapika's words, and the color drained from the faces of Gon and Leorio.

Even Senritsu, who probably did not understand the meaning, felt a trace of unease, and her already poor complexion became even worse.

Kurapika told them: "If you don't want to hear any more, get out of the room."

If I no longer express it in words, if I do not assert that Kurapika's imagination is correct, I can stay away from what I do not want to see, what I do not want to know, what I want to know but do not want to believe, and only believe what I am willing to believe.

I know that is happiness.

But I chose Kurapika.

It is not a cold happiness, just pushing away hypocritical destruction, but I believe that even if mocked as meaningless, I will break through the wounds that should not have been hurt. Kurapika chose true happiness.

Moreover, although I do not know if it is the same as Kurapika's, no one in the room left.

Because everyone chose to know the truth, Kurapika expressed the "answer" he had conceived more clearly in words.

"Sora even absorbed ' ', transformed her own body, and used the functions obtained from that body to finally come to this world."

To you, who is the "personality of the body" that Gon spoke of?"

I felt a breath behind me.

Kurapika himself, even as he spoke for himself, found himself weak and selfish.

However, I will not end this story here.

Kurapika speaks.

After a long premise, Sora herself spoke the "answer" that she did not know, must not have known, and must continue to forget to live.

"... She is so afraid of death, not because she is about to die."

Sora smiled at Kurapika's answer.

The personality of the body, coming directly from ' ' which possesses Divine nature, answered with a smile.

"-Yes, that is correct."

Harmonizing the despair of giving up on big things with a gentle smile in her eyes.

However, that smile was too childish to be called a merciful Madonna.

It was like the smile of a child trying not to let their parents worry.

Creatures born directly from ' ' are rare.

However, most of them either die in the womb or die as soon as they leave the Placenta, returning to ' '.

The reason is simple.

Because I knew the end before everything began, because it ended before it began, because life itself is nothing more than a way to kill time, and this way of killing time is something I am tired of seeing, hearing, and tired of—so "boring"—because I know I will only continue to suffer.

Therefore, the heart and lungs stopped the moment they were born.

Rarely, there are spiritual personalities that can perform human-like activities, letting them continue to sleep; there are omnipotent beings who overcome boredom by limiting and restricting their own functions, imitating human life, but these are very, very rare exceptions.

So, even "she" really wanted to stop this heart immediately.

But "she" decided to live.

I chose to pretend to be an exception, immersing myself in a Dream World I never dreamed of.

..."It" happened to have a nearly Transparent Container and soul, born in a place closer to ' ' than a normal person.

Although it is close, if the distance from a normal person to ' ' is 100,000 light-years, then she is about 90,000 light-years. It is certainly much closer than a normal person, but still a daunting distance.

Even if the line connecting to ' ' is thicker than a normal person's, it is thin enough to break at any time.

The rare Magic Attribute slowed down the decomposition rate; what should have decomposed in 1 second lasted only 0.1 seconds.

So this is a Miracle that no one can judge whether she is lucky or unlucky.

Relying only on a thin thread that seemed ready to snap at any moment, running across an inconceivable distance, something that maintains your existence for a second, 0.1 seconds, or even just an instant.

The God "Sora" created by Sora was chosen by a dying god, a god born from the singular wish of "wanting to live."

The Goddess, who chose to live with the identity of "Sora," smiled and spoke the obvious answer.

"That's right. 'Sora' is... 'Sora's' spirit and heart died once, four years ago.

She wished for her body to be more 'I completed the body that was just approaching' I I recast it into a connected body, and as the price for using this body, I exhausted myself, falling into the '...' that I wanted to escape and melt away from."

"Sora" affirmed Kurapika's "answer," only denying the faint glimmer of hope she wanted to believe in.

The person Kurapika and the others wanted to protect had already died long before they met them.

"……Fu, I'm sorry!!"

Killua screamed in denial.

I can't believe it, I kept screaming, it was just a thought I didn't want to believe.

"What the hell is that!? Then, who is this guy we know... what is that idiot Sora?! Are you saying he's a fake!?"

"Not a fake, Sora is definitely the Sora inherited from before 'I' was born, not from this body, but from my previous body.

Did I tell you? If this is something humans can imagine, I can do it."

That scream was as bright and misleading as usual, and it immediately responded with hollow words, without any resonance, leaving nothing behind, so Killua responded: "I don't understand what you mean!"

Just as it was about to grab "Sora," Gon and Leorio stopped him by squeezing.

Kurapika also used his hand to stop Killua, asking a confirmation question to "Sora's" answer.

"……Ever since Sora disappeared, you 'The Sora that should have sunk, decomposed, and melted, was picked up again and resurrected into the current 'Sora'. Sora's heart'"

"Like that.

By the way, I am the one who accepted Karna. Or rather, I am directly connected to '', so conversely, there is nothing I haven't absorbed. However, 'Sora' can only recognize the Gem Sword she carries and Karna who fell with her and protected her, so 'Sora' can extract both the Gem Sword and Karna's personality and abilities. As much as possible.

Regarding Karna, some special circumstances have arisen."

"Circumstances?"

Confirming that Sora was not a fake, and having been resurrected by Sora, Kurapika felt slightly relieved.

Kurapika made a questioning sound, seemingly not raising any "special circumstances" regarding Karna, although he had guessed somewhat what he had supplemented.

"Yeah. Even if I let Sora return to her original state, I have to wait for her to die and endure a few minutes of pain with her personality. Simply put, Sora died mentally. The body's hardware specs didn't match the mental software because I forced it to be used, so I raised the software's specs to match the hardware.

Otherwise, no matter how many times you resurrect, the software will burn out in a few minutes, and the hardware will eventually collapse. The body I I got the missing specs to start it up."

"If we can change the past, why don't we first ensure that Sora doesn't fall into the '' place?"

When Sora answered Kurapika's parroting, Gon, who was pinning down Killua, had an idea and asked him directly.

Leorio answered Gon's question, saying: "Yeah." Kurapika and Killua, who were strangling the wings, looked at me with cold eyes, and I didn't know why Senritsu also had eyes and a smile similar to "Sora," so I couldn't help but ask: "What kind of eyes are those?" while I asked.

"……I said this 'Sora' was born because I fell into '', but I didn't fall into '', it just created a Parallel World, another Sora exists, and this Sora remains unchanged."

""A……""

Facing Kurapika's dumbfounded gaze, the two raised their voices at the same time and fell into silence.

The so-called "using a time machine to go back to the past and kill your parents before you were born" is a cliché Time Paradox.

If Sora's body was originally a body possessing Godhood like it is now, perhaps it would be possible not to refute the fact that Sora fell into ''. What if you go back to the past with the Divine function that brought you in? Did the past Sora obtain that body as a function of a god? A contradiction arises.

The way to solve this contradiction is the way of thinking of a Parallel World, that is, "the world is divided into multiple 'ifs'." You can imagine.

In fact, even Senritsu, who should have been the most unlikely to keep up with Kurapika and the others, noticed this, so that was the lukewarm temperature and gentle gaze.

"It's not impossible, but in that case, using the second Magic, the whole person would travel to the world line of the Sora who didn't fall into '', kill that world's Sora, and take her place, so I didn't do it.

Even if I didn't specifically return to the original world, even if I didn't pretend that I fell into '', I knew Sora wanted to live here, so I didn't feel it was necessary."

"Sora" added a quick supplement to Kurapika's answer; although the target was himself, it was an absurdly inhumane method, so everyone was speechless, but when asked why he didn't do it, Kurapika seemed confused. Face.

A painful expression, a regretful expression, and at the same time a somewhat happy expression, he didn't expect that he was already completely different from the world Sora once lived in. Say what you choose rather than what you do.

"……Is it because you want to see me?"

"Yes."

"Sora" smiled.

With a smile that gave up on the path Sora could not give up, continuing to move forward while being hurt.

To those who had given up on giving up, "she" replied that she had given up, trying to persuade them to "stop it"... with a smile full of admiration.

"By meeting you, I obtained the 'reason for wanting to live' that was originally weak for Sora. Sora's spirit, other than reanimate, I didn't do anything special.

Even if I don't do anything for '', if I remember this kind of thing, I won't be able to live, so Sora would sink to the bottom of her memories for the rest of her life, but if she forgot everything, why would she be in this world? I don't know what to do, and in the end, it would upset me like remembering all of this, so I only remember the minimum. So you will definitely get the aftereffects of the Magic eyes.

First of all, without it, you and Sora wouldn't exist today, right?"

This Goddess is certainly not omnipotent, but reminds me that she is omnipotent.

As expected, the Time Paradox can only be solved by creating a Parallel World or replacing oneself in that world line, but conversely, it has enough specs to solve it without choosing any means.

Kurapika politely explained that Sora's aftereffects were not resolved because the Goddess was not even omnipotent, but were deliberately left behind because they were necessary. "No," he replied calmly.

After answering, he asked.

"……Why are you still alive?"

Everyone couldn't help but roll their eyes and look back.

Of course, "Sora" was not included in all of this.

Only "she" was still smiling, looking at me with helpless eyes.

Looking at that inhuman organic smile, she trembled... although she was frightened by the heartbeat that hadn't changed from the beginning, she still asked.

Senritsu asked, because his heartbeat had always been the same.

"……Although I don't quite understand what Kurapika and the others are talking about. But from your inner voices, I can only assume that you don't have anything that can be called emotions. I feel sad for Gon-kun. It is a fact that there is no meaning, I think it is also a fact that I haven't found meaning in everything, I think it just has no meaning.

……Why are you still alive?

Why resurrect Sora-chan, who should have died once, yet still live without finding the meaning of living?"

"Even if it isn't your will, even if it is Sora's wish, why must you make it come true... why?"

She could not understand most of what she said, but she knew no one was lying, so I wanted to ask her how terrifying that "voice" was.

Senritsu asked the owner of the heartbeat; he had been taught that he had no heart, merely a device to keep the body alive, the meaning of life, but the answer was self-evident.

"This has no meaning whatsoever."

Just like breathing, the Goddess reacted immediately.

Living has no meaning. Fulfilling wishes has no meaning whatsoever.

"Sora" replied that everything in this world has no meaning.

"Sora," while confirming the sound of the evidence that he was alive, replied, placing a hand on the heart that had never ceased its life.

"However, heart Sora but body I I wish to 'live' in this world, and was born into this world."

Inside me, "I want to live" heart Sora cried, so my body I want to live, to keep heart Sora alive but that is all.

This makes no sense, I cannot explain it, but still human you I just did the obvious thing I have always been protecting. However, in our case, it is just a twisted Möbius strip.

Parents want their children to "live," and children want their parents to "live." That is why I survived and survived. That is all.

Even if it doesn't have any meaning, this is a good enough "reason" for you, right?"

Even if there is no logic, there is a reason.

The Goddess replied that she chose to live, to live well, because some things that are taken for granted must be carefully protected, even if they have no meaning at all.

The heart answering this question was a ruthless beat, merely sounding at a constant speed, like listening to the second hand of a clock from the very beginning.

While playing the voice that reminds us she has no heart and no feelings, reminding us she is not an existence humans can understand... I was reminded.

The silence that had settled with "Sora's" reply was broken by Senritsu's fearless admiration.

"... You truly are a 'Goddess'."

When Senritsu realized that what she wanted to protect, without any human reason or meaning, was indeed born from "her," he finally smiled slightly.

"--No, no."

A voice quietly denied Senritsu's words, and although faint, it smiled affirmatively.

"... Kurapika?"

Sora, looking bewildered, called out with his voice.

However, Kurapika did not respond to that voice, but walked toward "Sora."

"...'God' is nothing more than a function."

Denying Senritsu's words, denying the state of "her" before his eyes, affirming "her" self-introduction from the beginning.

The topic flew toward chaos once again; Kurapika likely did not notice the existence of the four dumbfounded people at all, standing in front of "Sora" and continuing to speak.

Needless to say, "she" knew everything. Knew. Speaking has no meaning.

But I have a reason to tell you.

There is a reason I must speak.

Even if there is no meaning, Kurapika still spoke in a low voice, because there was an obvious reason to protect it.

"You... you have the ability to accept someone's prayer and fulfill their wish, but you are not a 'God' who cannot request or let anyone pray. You are."

Reach out your hand.

Kurapika reached his hand toward the person before his eyes whom he thought was far away, the person who spat blood and regretted that he could not yet return.

Reach out to ask.

"... Why do you always 'smile'?"

"Sora" did not immediately answer this question.

Did not immediately answer, "she"............ tree yo when uh when eyes' Circle nine death paddy field.

To this, Kurapika smiled and said, looking as if he were about to cry at any moment.

No longer were the scarlet eyes swaying with anger and anxiety.

I will stroke the cheek of the person before me who wanted to take back more than anyone else, and teach them the answer that even an omniscient God had not realized.

"--You are certainly Sora as well."

According to the schedule, it was supposed to end in about 3 more episodes, but... because the first part was too special, in order to finish at 100 episodes, I decided to tell for the first time about Kurapika's dream meeting Sora, and the birthday gift. Would it be terrible if I wrote 6 episodes, just like when I got the ribbon, just like when I fell in love?

By the way, when I first met him, I intended to turn it into a story about a ghost he talked to at the beginning of the Yorkshin arc when he spoke with Senritsu.