Hello people! Well, I decided to translate this too now, hopefully the novel will turn out to be good, I dunno, I guess I’ll it discover along with you.
Anyway, here is chapter 1, I hope you’ll enjoy it!
Not even a trace of rubble was left on the barren land.
The young, slender boy looked down the heavily wounded demon king with cold and emotionless eyes.
【”―――― ‘Grand-loss’ .”】
With no prior incantation, the boy muttered this single word like he was spitting it out on his dying enemy.
Instantly, a dark and empty void that could absorb light itself appeared from his right hand.
This enormous concentration of energy was enough to swallow up the whole continent.
The fallen king was powerless. For the first and last time in his life, he was feeling the coming of death.
However, there was still no real emotion in the eyes of the boy facing him.
He was very young, only in the first half of his teenage years, yet his expression was that of an old sage who had long attained enlightenment.
He appeared to know everything there was to know, including the final result of this battle.
This showed the overwhelming difference in power between him and his opponent.
The word absurd seemed too weak to describe this boy.
The demon king was boiling with rage.
【”You bastard! How dare you! You think you can kill me?! You think you can kill Melchior, the demon king, the supreme ruler of this world?!”】
【”―― What a joke, your magic might as well be a party trick.”】
The dark energy of the empty void was so small that it could fit in the boy’s palm.
However, the demon king knew how powerful it really was.
As king, he was capable of casting a magic barrier that would repel the world’s strongest armies, but that spell would be as good as a sheet of paper against this attack.
The mighty demon king, Melchior, was forced to realize that resistance was futile.
The boy’s power was simply that irrational and overwhelming.
【”How? How can a human being have this much power?”】
Melchior had managed to become history’s strongest demon king, he had finally brought humanity to the brink of extinction, and yet he was going to be killed so casually?
Why? Why did such an insignificant human child have so much magic power? Why was his magic even more advanced than his own?
Melchior no longer felt anger or fear.
As he faced this situation that went far beyond his understanding, all that was left in him was pure bewilderment.
But the boy did not offer even a single word in response to the demon king’s last question.
In the blink of an eye, the dark void crashed against the demon king and swallowed him whole, turning him back into atoms without leaving a single speck of dust behind.
―― No one had ever been able to defeat this demon king, he was supposed to take over the world.
Be it the famous hero, the noble knight king, or even the mercenary who had risen to become the legendary sword king, all of them had been defeated hands down and trampled by Melchior; he was the strongest demon king.
And yet, a boy passing by had annihilated him with a single motion of his hand.
Over the seemingly endless crimson wasteland, the only traces left of the strongest demon king was a desolate land and crushed mountains.
No one else had been able to intervene in the fight; neither the demon king’s subordinates, who were standing at a distance, nor the kingdom’s royal court mages, who had been observing the battle through clairvoyance spells.
【”Is this a dream…?”】
The excessive difference in power had made every single witness question their own sanity.
In this one instant, the world had been pushed into a new era, an era with no demon king.
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【”….Humph, what a waste of time.”】
While playing with the long beard that reached his chest, a hoarse-voiced old man erased the young boy, his own alter-ego, like he was getting rid of a broken puppet.
This time, it had only taken him three days to exterminate the demons and the demon king.
Far from being a hard fight, this had taken him no effort at all.
The enemy this time had been too weak to affect the old man’s spirit.
The battle had ultimately turned out to be insignificant, as if everything had been already set in stone from the start.
The old man could not find any more appeal to the routine of making others submit to his far superior power.
―― It had been perhaps a hundred years since he had pertaining in these kinds of plays.
As he could no longer find any stimulus in his own world, he was seeking it in other worlds.
Obtaining an immortal body had cursed the old man into having an overwhelming power that came together with an unbearable boredom.
His name was George Bernst Von Almadianos.
He was a part of his world’s elements, almost equal to a god.
Attaining the peak of magic had made him the mightiest ruler of the Dolmond world.
That being the case, he came with a play which consisted of sending his own alter-egos to different worlds and to control them.
Since he was already an enormous existence in his own world, he was transmigrating those alter-egos to other worlds to satiate his own boredom.
At times, he would become a demon king who ruled the world, at other times, he would become a hero who defeated the demon king.
So as to enjoy himself in those different worlds, he would limit his power to one thousandth or less of the power that he had in his own world.
This sharp reduction would make it more difficult for him to achieve his goal in those other worlds, but the old man believed it would give him the thrill that he had been seeking for countless years.
【”…..But I’m afraid I’ve become far too powerful.”】
Even after a sharp decrease, Bernst’s power was still out of norm.
While his supply of magic power had earned him the titles of the ‘elemental mage’, and the ‘magic king’, his control over his spells was similarly unmatched.
This was to be expected from a being close to godhood.
However, this also meant that the stimulus of going to other worlds soon became insufficient to move his heart.
Bernst dearly remembered his younger days, many millennia in the past, when he aspired to become a mage and vowed to carve his name in the continent’s history.
He now longed for the excitement of those bygone days.
But his current circumstances made that impossible.
At the end of his quest for power, Bernst had partly joined his soul with the astral plane.
Indeed, after many years, he had reached the strongest power he could have hoped for.
Reverence, faith, worship, and yearning…
He was the target of every form of adoration, and could manipulate anything as he wished.
But there was one thing that he could not quite control yet: his own emotions.
【”Soon, I might become unable to think like a human being anymore…”】
A thousand years had passed since he forfeited his body’s senses and started losing his physical form.
He had not laughed since then. Not even once.
He had already accepted long ago that the end point of his quest would be to completely unite with the stars; in other words, he would lose his own ‘self’.
It was close to a miracle that he was still able to keep his individuality as the man named Bernst after all this time.
The process of fusing with the astral plane had ultimately turned him into an immaterial being, taking away his senses. After all, attempting to maintain his corporal body longer would have made him turn mad a long time ago.
The finality of was that he wanted to have one last of the dreams and ambitions of a man craving for strength. The man he once was.
He wanted to taste the maniacal feelings of the love he felt in those days. A love so sweet yet so painful that it could tear one’s heart apart.
―― And above all, he was brimming with the hope of a future that wasn’t transparent, a future that he could not predict.
As he got closer to becoming a god, those hopes were becoming more and more distant, to the point where they seemed like fleeting dreams.
But one day, Bernst suddenly hit upon a method that could grant his wishes.
【”Hmm. If I can’t personally experience these things, then maybe I can share another being’s feelings and experience them through him…”】
As a final resort, Bernst decided to give up on living temporary lives through alter-egos.
He had considered lowering the alter-egos’ power even further, but as the highest ruler of the Dolmond world, he refused to weaken himself to the point where he would be forced to submit to others.
His pride could not allow that.
But what if it wasn’t Bernst himself who went to the other world?
If he were to create an alter-ego who had a high sharing-compatibility with himself, and to then send him to another world and give him an artificial personality ―― surely, that alter-ego would be able to develop various emotions which Bernst himself could not.
Moreover, since that alter-ego’s personality would be different from Bernst’s, then even if his circumstances were to be somewhat disgraceful, it would be no problem for Bernst to close his eyes on that.
In that case, it was essential to adjust the alter-ego’s virtual personality so that it would still stay active and independent even if the body itself was possessed by Bernst.
Because if Bernst himself were to completely take over the body, he would merely become unparalleled again, stuck in a cycle of predictable futures.
To get any sort of feedback from sharing the alter-ego’s emotions, it was essential for the virtual personality to hold perfectly.
【”It’s a gamble.”】
Despite everything, Bernst was still very anxious about being unable to control his alter-ego’s personality.
Since he had obtained a nearly ultimate power, he felt a strong sense of crisis whenever he thought of a situation where he would not be able to use said powers as he wished.
But there was not much time left to think too far about this.
【”I can’t just sit idly by and wait for my unavoidable unification with the stars….”】
Having lived for an eternity, the temptation of living one last adventure as a human being was too sweet to give up on for Bernst.
Despite knowing the risks, he found the resolve to try this one last play.
In order not to lower his compatibility with the alter-ego, Bernst set himself as the base of its virtual personality.
Even so, if its upbringing and living conditions were different, there was no doubt that the alter ego would develop a fairly different character form Bernst.
Human beings are creatures that adapt to their environment.
With all these factors in mind, it was very likely that Bernst would get to experience something fresh.
As for the alter-ego’s power…. Since Bernst’s power was too extraordinary, he set the double’s power as one thousandth of his own.
【”Don’t fail to live up to my expectations, my double!”】
As he wondered whether this idea would succeed or not, Bernst was like a starving man craving for food.
He could not suppress his desire for the strong and intense feelings of life.
Translator’s note: So far so good, the novel seems like it will take a good direction to me, I like this author already, after all, he’s the one who made Isekai Tensei Soudouki; don’t hesitate to tell me what you think of this novel in the comments, I’m curious to know your opinion 😀
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