Chapter 73: That Level

Chapter 73: That Level

Who am I? Klein, who had been just about to end his maintenance of the historical projection, was stunned for an instant by Amon’s question.

He controlled himself, not letting his brows furrow. Instead of answering, he asked in return, “You aren’t Amon’s main body?”

Standing at the edge of the “cliff,” Amon took one step forward and smiled.

“Of course not.

“You seem to know my main body, or perhaps some of my other avatars?”

Although the Amon opposite him had not attacked, that single step forward still brought Klein an indescribable pressure. He barely managed not to retreat reflexively and expose his fear.

He gave an “Mm” and answered in a low voice, “That’s why I find it strange you don’t recognize me.”

“Are you very famous?” This Amon, who had crawled out of the voidlike darkness, teased him with a smile. Then He raised His hand and adjusted the crystal monocle over His right eye.

After the action was completed, it froze for several seconds before ending. Amon seemed to be thinking as He muttered, “There are no other mes nearby… Is that truly because there are none, or has the connection been completely severed?”

Did some accident cause this Amon to become independent? No. I can’t believe anything this fellow shows me. He’s a top-tier deceiver… Klein’s heart stirred at first, but he immediately suppressed the corresponding thought and asked instead, “Why did you crawl out from underground?”

That Amon’s expression returned to normal, and He chuckled.

“Guess.”

Whether main body or avatar, that vile personality never changes… Klein inwardly grumbled. Then he probed, “You were exploring the secrets underground.”

Amon nodded lightly.

“Isn’t that obvious?”

He then half-turned and pointed toward the darkness ahead of the “cliff,” the darkness which the light could not illuminate.

“My father crawled out from here exactly the way I just did.

“Ah, right. It has a name. You should have heard of it: the Chaos Sea.”

The Chaos Sea? One of the nine great sefirot, the Chaos Sea… So it really is hidden deep underground… Was the pollution behind the bronze door truly brought about by it? The mysticism knowledge I previously filled in on this subject also came from chatting with Amon… The ancient Sun God was originally a member of this research institute, then fell into the Chaos Sea deep underground during the collapse, only awakening and crawling out in the Second Epoch? Because He was only an ordinary person at the time, and according to the rule that the higher one’s Sequence, the more dangerous approaching the underground becomes, He was instead not affected too severely? Klein’s thoughts spun rapidly. He remembered one thing after another and made guess after guess.

Two or three seconds later, he went along with Amon’s words and said, “So you took the risk of jumping in to search for buried history and the truth of the world?”

“More or less.” That Amon pinched the top and bottom edges of His monocle, His tone carrying a hint of self-mockery. “But I didn’t do it voluntarily.”

“Ah?” Klein expressed his confusion with a simple sound.

Amon smiled.

“Every one of me knows that deep underground is dangerous. None of us wanted to go down ourselves. We tried many indirect methods, including creating marionettes to replace us, but none succeeded. We could not obtain any feedback.

“In the end, under the main body’s supervision, we held a fair vote. Unfortunately, I was chosen.”

…It’s a miracle that Amon hasn’t gone completely mad even now… As expected of the God of Mischief. Even His internal decision-making uses such a prank-like method… Klein restrained the impulse to ridicule Him aloud.

“And then you jumped down yourself?”

“It wasn’t as if I could wait for Them to throw me down.” That Amon spread His hands.

At this point, He seemed to finally understand something and muttered softly, “The Chaos Sea severed my connection to the main body and to the surrounding avatars?

“I became…