"...I don't know."
It wasn't a story that was that old, but I didn't know the answer to her question.
Why did the continents of this planet collapse and the debris merge to form the continent called 'Pangea'?
Why did some of the people who survived that disaster develop supernatural powers?
"That's also something I don't know."
And she's the same.
"It's just that a being superior to me wielded a power that affected this land… What I can conclude isn't much different from what you concluded."
The Great Cataclysm and the Gifts.
Before those two, she was no different from me.
By the way, doesn't she also call her extraordinary power just a 'gift'?
When her power was still in effect, it was very powerful, but if you look at her true nature, excluding her scale, she's no different from a human.
The chief who said this looked at his hand bitterly.
Just by looking at her own little hand, it was as if she realized her own limitations.
"I just remembered the time I rode that weapon called a roller coaster and traveled through space. Compared to this vast space, I am nothing more than an insignificant being…"
"…Roller coasters are not weapons, boss."
Do all machines that can be ridden look like weapons?
Well, it wasn't completely incomprehensible.
In fact, everything she saw after landing on this Earth were things like that.
The subordinates who followed him were eager for destruction, always had weapons in their hands, and all the money that circulated in the organization went to crime and war.
If first impressions are one of the most important aspects of personality, then the impression she had of humanity and its creations could only end up being like that.
But doesn't that mean that the person I admired and hoped to follow was the one who reigned over such power?
That organization collapsed.
Just because it's a disguise, she still blended into human society and now calls this infiltration "everyday life"…
Maybe this time distances her from her original purpose that she was supposed to follow, which was to destroy humanity as an apostle from space?
"Uncle Brad~! Moa-ssi!!"
But in the end, these worries are only mine.
When I regained my senses, Nella came running from afar, waving her hand and shouting excitedly.
It was time to put my mask back on.
"Ah, you're here."
"Thank you for waiting."
"Thank you. We should go back together."
That was the request.
Well, I'm not a follower of Ouroboros, but a member of society, just a simple citizen.
"Well, now that the sun has set… What should we do? Have dinner here?
Or just go out?"
That's why I have no hatred or murderous intent toward this girl.
Even though this girl inherited the blood of a detestable hero, from the very beginning,
what I wanted was not to stifle individual heroes, but to create a world where they weren't in the spotlight.
"Hey..."
As I pretended to be affectionate while thinking about something so big, Nella started looking at me, mumbling.
"Can I ask you a favor, Uncle Brad?"
"?? What do you mean, a favor?"
"Before we part ways, there's something I want to talk to you about, Ms. Moa. Just the two of us."
Suddenly.
The composure I had been trying to maintain until then was momentarily shaken.
What had she just said? A private meeting with the boss?
"Just the two of us..."
"It's a secret!"
"..a secret?"
A secret? What the hell is going on with the boss?
Oh, yeah. She's a girl after all. What could possibly be serious about what a girl says?
But regardless, asking for a private meeting with the boss... ...
"Isn't that okay?"
Feeling conflicted, the boss walked past me and stared at Nella.
"No..."
"Don't worry. That kid has no bad intentions."
I tried to voice my concerns, but before I could, the boss patted Nella on the head.
Even though it was an act toward a child who was at eye level, it was very mature.
Nella blushed as if she was embarrassed by that behavior.
The boss gave me a slight smile and said as if he was trying to reassure me, because I was worried.
"And I'm also a sensible person. I won't say anything stupid just because you're out of sight, so don't worry."
"Oh, yeah..."
Am I worried that the boss would reveal our identities?
I'm not completely worried about it, but the boss is smarter than me, isn't she?
"If it's the Ferris wheel, we can talk for about 30 minutes."
If the boss says it's okay, then it's okay.
For now, believing this, I followed the boss and Nella to the Ferris wheel.
"Please enter slowly and carefully~"
The two of them climbed onto the Ferris wheel under the guidance of the staff.
For the next 30 minutes, they would have a space all to themselves. I sat on a bench in the park and watched the space they were in slowly rise.
I wondered what they would talk about inside...
Well, Nella had something to say, so she would probably speak at a level suitable for the young girl.
And the Boss likes to listen to other people's stories. Instead of taking the lead, she would probably focus more on listening to Nella's story.
So, that's fine. At least our existence and mission won't be revealed by the conversation in that space.
I'm worried, I almost thought the Boss had "personal feelings" for that girl.
"The Transcendent considers humans as friends."
That might be an excuse to reveal her identity…
I was worried about that for a moment, but then I laughed and shook my head.
Even as a Transcendent, isn't she someone who wants to understand humans?
In fact, when she was in the organization, she just went with the flow,
so taking this opportunity to bring "intention" to her actions can be seen as a nice change for the military leader who leads people.
I just can't participate in the everyday life that she wants to enjoy.
Yes, in the end, it's all just acting.
I just act like a father and live everyday life to accomplish what she wants.
And this kind of mentality could not be changed even if my entire life passed by.
No matter how faithfully I live in the present, what happened is what happened, and everything that makes up who I am now comes from the past.
'AHHhhh!'
Look now.
If you close your eyes, can't you hear it?
'Yoooo! Mommy! Mommy...' A little girl who was taken away by others without knowing anything and cried desperately, and.
A little girl...
Those children that no one saved, no matter how much time passes, will never be saved.
I repeat this over and over again to remind myself.
This world is too distorted to move in the right direction, so
Let's analyze everything and think about it.
Even if it means integrating myself into a peaceful everyday life that is far from my ideal, I firmly promise that I will not lose my venom in the process.
-Ppeuuuung!!!
Just as I was about to make that determination, a loud explosion resounded.
"...Huh?"
At that moment, along with the exclamation that came out of my mouth, my gaze began to move to the side.
What I see is a huge shadow flying towards the bench I'm sitting on... ....
-Kudangtang!!
***
"...Damn."
Something huge flew in, and how long had I been trapped in the rubble?
Only when I felt my body recovering from the crushing did I use my powers to strengthen it and resist the weight that covered it.
It was very heavy, but not so much that I couldn't lift it.
Some powers only act consciously, using reasoning to intensify them.
Damn, what's the point of having regenerative powers if they don't work directly unconsciously?
If your head is crushed, your ability to think will be impaired, which will complicate things.
-Kururung.
…haa never mind.
It's better than dying instantly.
"Gyaaaaaaaaaaah!"
So what do I do now?
-Puff! Puff!
After pushing away all the debris that was crushing my body, I stepped out, and an explosion that swallowed even my screams greeted me.
What followed was a vision that stretched far in front of me to the horizon. Everything I could see was burning, crushing, and shattering.
A terrorist attack had occurred in Heroland.
"Ha, what the hell is this?"
The situation was more confusing than incomprehensible.
This was Heroland.
As the name suggests, it was one of the places that could be called the main base of the heroes, and the safest place in Pangea, after the Hero Association.
Until then, there had been performances between heroes.
For a terrorist attack of such magnitude to have occurred in such a place,
I could only see the perpetrators of this incident as madmen.
"Keuhihahahaha!"
And it would be difficult to know the whole story now.
I turned my gaze to the source of the vile laughter. I saw someone approaching me,
jumping over the wreckage of the rides and amusement buildings.
A man with a plump body, wearing a tattered leather hood on his head.
What he held in his hand was a slaughter knife.
Anyone could tell that he was a villain.
And judging by the blood stains on his body, he seemed to have already killed a few people at that scene.
"Ah, are there any survivors here!?"
"...Ah."
I haven't even finished assessing the situation yet, so please forgive me.
They are the same villains.
"I will butcher your body and display it on the streets!"
However, the villain, who did not master mind reading, brandished his knife at me without any questions or answers.
No, even if I read his mind, the conclusion would be the same.
To a hero, another hero is a competitor and colleague, but to a villain, another villain is just an enemy, no different from a hero.
Their territorial disputes are frequent and even lead to frequent massacres. That is why belonging to an organization that promises not to betray each other is the most important rule of survival in villain society.
I am Uroboros, and my opponent is a member of a villain organization I have yet to meet.
That is reason enough to be hostile.
-Squeak!
As I was remembering that fact that had become boring in peace, my arm was cut off by the guy's sword and began to fly in the air.
Blood gushed from the cut surface.
At that moment, the assassin's joy was revealed beneath the leather hood.
"Okay, I'll give you an arm."
Straightening my body that was being pushed back, I dug my fingertips into the guy's neck.
"In exchange, I'll take your life."
"Cough!!"
Fingers empowered by superpowers can pierce through a human body in an instant.
Did they not think I would fight back?
The villain croaked and vomited blood without even thinking about empowered by superpowers.
It's not a destructive force that can tear you apart, but it's a blow that would be considered fatal unless you've modified your body.