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My Daughters Are Regressors-Chapter 130: Intermission
Chapter 130: Intermission
The artificial Demon King that we had created.Its identity was Molumolu!
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âWhat happened?â
We worked this hard to create Molumolu.I wanted someone to explain this situation to me.But, no one seems to have understood exactly.
âMolumoluâŚ. There certainly is a resemblance.â
Only Cariote with her quick and sharp senses realized what I was thinking.Then, she made a suggestion.
âIf this thing is the same entity as Molumolu, then thereâs a possibility that theyâll fuse when theyâre close to one another. That should prove it.â
Indeed!The rule of like things combining into one.If this guy really was the same as Molumolu, they should merge.
Then, after school.Naru came to the lab.
âMolu, did the experiment work?â
Naru looked around in search of Molu.The now-black Molu ambled towards Naru.
âMiaaaao
âWow, holy shhâŚ! Moluâs color is totally black! Itâs the same as Naruâs hair!â
âNaru, can you bring out Molumolu?â
I asked.At the question, Naru reached into her shadow and pulled out Molumolu.
âMiaaao
Molumolu sitting on Naruâs hand.And Molu on the floor.
âMiaaao
The furs on both suddenly seemed to stand and then they both pulled towards each other. And Molumolu, who Naru had been holding, got sucked into Molu.
âHiiiik! Molumolu, got eaten by Molu!â
Naru freaked out.Of course, since that had looked like Molu completely absorbed Molumolu. It was a rather shocking sight.
The current situation revealed several things.
âMolumolu and Molu were the same, then. They merged. And Molumolu was absorbed into Molu. It may not just be a merging.â
Like things merge into one, was simply our hypothesis.But it wasnât just a simple merging; it was more accurate to say that one gets absorbed into the other. I was struggling to explain this when Elle, who had been watching, fixed her glasses and spoke.
âEven if theyâre the same entity, it gets absorbed into the larger one. Itâs astonishing.â
Being absorbed into the larger one.I was pondering this when Naru poked at Molu here and there.
âMolumolu, are you inside? Or Molu is Molumolu? Whatâs going on?â
âMiaaao
There were many things that were confusing.But I thought of something.
Molumolu.What if this was Molu from the future?What if the artificial Demon King Molu sent a part of itself to the past for some reason?I was thinking that whenâ
VoooooooomâThe dark Moluâs form suddenly emitted a blinding light.It was so bright that I had to squint.
âWhat, what is it? Whatâs happening?â
I forced my eyes open and looked around the room. Just then, Elle Cladeco, who seemed the first to figure out what the light was, exclaimed out loud.
âTranscendent lightâŚ. This is.. is the light of transcendence!â
Light of transcendence?Didnât transcendence happen at level 50?Then based on what Elle had said, did Molu achieve level 50 and was now transcending? How? Because of the merge!?
âMiaaaao
Flashâ!Everything shone blindingly.
The light continued for some time.When I opened my eyes, neither Molumolu nor Molu were to be seen.
â... It really transcended. The artificial Demon King Molu, through merging with Molumolu, became a Demiurge. Itâs unbelievable, butâŚ.â
Elle Cladeco removed her glasses with a shaky hand.Her expression was one of shock, awe, and fear.
âNow that it has transcended and become a Demiurge⌠the specimen, Molu, is out of our hands. I overlooked the possibility of its growth rate accelerating more than expectedâŚ. Was it a problem⌠with the growth catalyst for cultivating ChildrakesâŚ.â
âSo you mean that it became a Demiurge before we could turn it into a Demon King? That Molumolu?â
NodâElle nodded and sank to the floor.The experiment we spent weeks on.It was natural that Elle Cladeco would be dejected when the experiment based on 10 years of research ended in an unexpected way.But Naru raised her hand excitedly, enjoying the situation.
âMolu became a god! What kind of god? For science homework?â
Indeed.I was slightly curious about that, too.At that, Cecily nodded with her arms crossed.
âWouldnât it be the god of nobles?â
Molumolu and nobles.They canât be related.Then Hina spoke quietly.
âMolumoluâŚ. It was warm like a wool blanket and the sun in springâŚ. Molumolu would be the Demiurge of warmthâŚ. Thatâs what Hina thinksâŚ.â
The Demiurge of warmth.It was a fitting property of Molumolu.
Molumolu was pretty warm.I knew this because I had used it as a pillow a few times.
âSo then, where is Molumolu now?â
Cariote searched around.But even Cariote couldnât seem to sense any trace of Molumolu.Priestess Iris responded to the question.
âIt should be hovering around time and space. Gods are not limited by themâŚ. If it really has become a Demiurge⌠we will no longer be able to see it. A man-made DemiurgeâŚ.â
Iris seemed to be baffled in many ways.So were all of us.Soon, Astarosa pulled it together and spoke.
âForget the carriage that took off. Since youâve done it once, canât you do it a second time? That artificial Demon King, you can make it again, right?â
Astarosa was right.Aside from Molumolu becoming a god, we had reason to make another one.But Elle, who was on the floor, shook her head.
âWeâve used almost all the ingredients to create Moluâs vessel. There are only scraps leftâŚ. It would take at least 5 years to gather everything again. And thereâs no guarantee that weâll succeed again.â
5 years.It could be considered a short time, but for me, it was too long.What should we do now?As I was deep in thought, Naru petted her shadow and muttered softly.
âMolumoluâŚ.â
* * *
Beepâ Beepâ BeepâThe lab in which the devices sounded consistently.
Elle Cladeco looked at the child asleep in the tank.But as she was looking, her mind was busy repeating what had happened earlier.
âIt transcended.â
The artificial Demon King.It surpassed Elle's calculations, reached the final level, and transcended.
An experiment full of variables.This may have been fate.
âFate. A fixed result. No matter what experiment took place, no matter how it was calculated, a new Demiurge would have been born.â
Not the process producing the result, but the result providing the process.Elle Cladeco confirmed her hypothesis even more with this latest experiment.
âMy experiment may have been fated to fail.ââ
It was easier to think of it that way.A powerful force that humans couldnât defy.It was more comfortable to think of this force occurring in peopleâs lives, dragging them towards fixed outcomes that they couldnât defy.
Elle Cladeco being born an orphan.Meeting a certain man.His leaving.The death of her child.The failed experiment, all results of fate.Thinking that way gave her a bit of peace.
âI was destined to fail. Itâs not my fault. I did what I could. I did my absolute best.â
No more experimentsâThat was what Elle thought.She received help from Judas and Professor Brigitte, but this was the limit.
âJudas, even his struggle was meaningless. Heâs meant to become Nocturne. Thatâs also decided. Struggling only changes the means, not the outcome.â
What will happen now?Elle pondered in front of the tank where her dead daughter was sleeping.
The immoral god, Nocturne.
When he finally descends on this earth, will Freesia be destroyed overnight like the ancient city of advanced civilization, Uruk, that had once stood in Pandemonium?Will it become desolate like the lands of Pandemonium where nothing can survive?
âIf thatâs what will happen, then my research also has no purpose. What am I doing here? Everything will be swept away by the black light, anyway.â
Giving up.Elle gave up many things.This lab is also useless now.
Beepâ Beepâ BeepâThe device preserving the body of her soulless child.Elle moved her hand towards the power button.
One button.Elle paused to press it but even after 10 seconds, 30 seconds, 5 minutes, the button wasnât pressed. The man who had been watching spoke.
âWhy do you not press it?â
â... You are?â
He was like a dark shadow.His face wasnât visible.Even with the lights from the machines, the man remained hidden in a void of light like he had turned his back on the sun.Of course, Elle knew who he was.
âMara.â
âWhy do you not press it? Pressing the button will relieve you of many things.â
ââŚâŚ.â
âI know why. You are not one to give up easily like myself. Continue experimenting. It is not finished until you quit.â
âBut the resources for making the vessel have been depleted. It could take 5 years, 10 years, no, even up to 100 years.â
Elle calmly explained the situation.Of course, Mara didnât care.
âYes, Iâm sure. Creating something from nothing is an impossible task, after all. But you should be confident with creating something from what already exists. I will help.â
âYou will?â
âUse me. I will offer my body for your experiment. A level 48 truth-seeker. There wonât be many opportunities to obtain such a specimen.â
Elle was stunned.To the point that she wondered if he was saying this with a sound mind or if this was a trap.But Mara had already decided.
âIf I can become stronger, then it doesnât matter how itâs done.â
At his words, Elle fixed her glasses.And then she looked towards the remaining eleven Childrake /genesisforsaken