Type-Moon Simulator: Start the game by attacking the Greek goddess!

Thank you, my beloved son, for having once reached that height. I am very pleased... In this way... In this way... I can also hear the final bell, how beautiful it is——"

[Albion is like shedding tears]

[Although it is just a mirage-like memory, you said that the memory you revealed has great value.]

【For Albion who has reached this point】

It is already the same as salvation.

The remaining soul of the last dragon seemed to be trembling, and the resentment accumulated before death was now dissipating.

"My beloved son, may the path you take and the light of hope you hold be passed on into the distant future..."

[Albion as in the first simulation]

[It offered you its blessing before dying, and then the dragon soul dissipated along with its last will.]

You witness this moment with great emotion.

[However, Albion is not left with nothing, it still places the possibility of new life here]

[It will also help you in the future]

[You, who transformed into an incarnated spirit based on the Dragon Factor, have, to a certain extent, not consumed too much of Albion's power.]

Otherwise, it has no spare power.

[Albion gathers all possibilities into one point as a thank you for bringing the miraculous light——]

Almost a dirty piece of meat.

No tendons, no bones.

No cilia, no body hair,

No sadness, no pain.

There is no emotion of joy and enjoyment either; it is a creature created by stitching together the scraps.

Just surviving is a remarkable thing.

But it may not even be aware of this.

He doesn't know his identity as a dragon, nor does he know what he wants.

Although it can be called a living thing, it is not life.

After all, it was just "something" that was wriggling in the black mud swamp, relying solely on instinct...

This is the existence you see.

[As a gift, it seems too dirty and ugly. It is hard to imagine that this would be a thank-you gift from the Last Dragon.]

[Ordinary people would definitely think this way]

[But you only feel this is extremely familiar]

[Once upon a time, I too was wallowing in this muddy pit, born into this world like a baby.]

This spiritual cave is bottomless.

[It is a different world where there is no light all day long]

With a flutter—

It was this piece of meat rolling in the black mud pool.

It originally had no self, but it smelled a dazzling presence not far away, as if it was a light it had never seen before.

Although even the definition of dazzling is not clear.

But it is so certain.

"Are you so eager for light? It will be very hard to go out. If you stay here, I can ensure that you can live a carefree life."

Moran is like a kind brother.

He responded to this extremely ugly piece of meat with affection, and there was no hypocrisy in his clear eyes.

He was sincerely offering advice to Roumi.

However, it was as if in response to these words.

Another splash in the pool.

The meat paste rolled around in the pool, splashing the foul-smelling muddy water like a child who has fallen while learning to walk.

Creeping closer towards Moran.

Spots of turbid black mud fell onto his gorgeous clothes.

This is undoubtedly a scene that defiles beautiful things.

However, there was no sign of anger on Moran's face. The only thing he conveyed was helplessness and gentleness.

"Since you're so determined, I can't stop you. It's also possible that you don't understand what I'm saying. However, seeing you trying so hard, it would be too cruel for me to just sit back and watch."

Moran stepped toward the swamp without hesitation.

He allowed himself to be contaminated by the pungent and foul-smelling mud and walked step by step towards the rotten meat.

Every time he took a step further.

The meat seemed to be reacting instinctively, and the structure of the cell surface was imitating him.

It gradually formed the human form.

Chapter 197: Meilushin, this is your name [Please subscribe! Please give flowers! ]

The pungent stench of decay filled my nostrils.

The dragon flesh and blood that had accumulated here for hundreds of years no longer retained its former majesty and sacredness. What remained was struggle and ugliness, as if describing the miserable situation of the last dragon.

[The damp, icy air, the stench that makes you want to cry, the pitch-black darkness—]

This is where it was born.

No one else would approach this place, but a dazzling person stepped into the pool regardless of the filth.

[Let it, a single-celled organism]

【Subconsciously yearning】

[At that moment, it, without any self, was aroused by desire and, relying on the dragon's functions, imitated the man and formed a human form.]

It saw something beautiful.

Even though it was just a single-celled organism that could only wriggle, it couldn't help but admire that person and had the urge to become like him.

"It's really cold. Did you soak in the pool for too long? It's okay. Since you want to follow me, I'll take you to the surface."

Moran picked up the newly shaped piece of meat.

No, that's not quite the right term.

She possessed a body in pursuit of her inner desires.

Her scattered silver hair was stuck together by the dirt in the mire, and her fair face and thin figure were also covered with black mud.

But, this is the level of effort in imitation.

A perfect interpretation of the pursuit of beautiful things, she is a pure flower born from ugliness and stench.

"Ah...ah..."

She couldn't even get words out of her throat.

The organs of speech have not yet been developed.

But the eyes looking at Moran were filled with hope and longing, just like looking up at the starry sky.

"Haha, before that, let me tell you my name. My name is Moran. I was born from the same source as you. From another perspective, I can also be considered your brother..."

Moran tells about his identity.

[You hold it with the utmost care, as if it were a treasure, watching the piece of meat struggling and eager to climb towards the ground]

【My heart is filled with emotion】

[It's like seeing yourself reflected in a mirror]

[Once upon a time, he struggled just like this, climbing up towards the ground bit by bit, eager to see the light.]

Enduring immense pain

[Now seeing the piece of meat struggling like that, you don’t want her to suffer the same hardship and pain you did back then.]

[At that time, you could only climb upwards, and you didn’t know if anyone could lend you a hand.]

[Now, while we can help]

You won't be stingy.

"Should I say, 'Welcome to this world?' Or, 'Hello, fellow dragon, dear sister. Welcome to this beautiful yet cruel world.'"

Moran said as if saying hello.

The elf that was still moving in his arms calmed down, as if moved by his words.

Obviously I am so ugly.

It is unable to understand what the dazzling person says.

But, I can understand the kindness in the words.

This alone was enough to make her burst into tears and let out her first cry in the world.

Crystal tears wash away the filth.

"You can't do without a name. A dragon fairy born in the mud, well, I've got a name for you—Melucein. How about calling you Melucein?"

Moran gave the girl in her arms a name.

This was the first gift she received in this world.

Just as imitating a man formed her body, the name she got enriched her self.

At this moment she is a living being.

Truly born into this world.

You left the Dragon's Eye with Melusin.

[The dragon factor in Albion's spirit cave has been drained. You and Melusin both represent the dragon of Albion.]

[Even so, but Melusin's dragon bloodline]

[Slightly thicker than yours]

[As a result, the pressure she endures in the real world is extremely great, and the closer she gets to the surface, the more pressure she will endure.]

【Melucin was born not long ago】

[She is like a child who follows her parents. No matter how painful it is, she will stick to you and not want to leave.]

【Presumably, no matter where you go】

【She will follow closely without hesitation】

The person who pulled her out of that dark quagmire was not anyone else, but you.

【Melushin thinks her life belongs to you】

[In order to achieve everything you wished for, she chose to become what she is now. That is, the most beautiful dragon fairy in Great Britain—your lovely sister.]

[To some extent, this also confirms Albion's idea. It is estimated that it had anticipated it from the beginning.]

【That’s why I’m offering my support like this】

On the way to the surface, you hunt Phantasma to replenish Melusin's energy, just like in the first game.

Apparently, this is not enough.

[She was born not long ago like a baby dragon, and she faced the pressure of the real world near the surface of the earth.]

[Melucin quickly fell into hibernation]