Twin Reincarnation: Epics Of The Worldline



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[Q: What is universe? What is it made from? Describe what you know about the world you live in.]

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"The universe is my mind, it is made from my thoughts, memories, and experiences. I know pretty little about the world I live in and since it is a unique world of my own, the world where I see unique things, and the world I escape into to take a break from the pathetic 'reality', it is a place very dear to me."

Dark blue hair, soft red eyes, and royal clothing. Laying in a small confined room with tall walls filled with photos of different creatures with fresh flowers all around him… he was crying.

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[Q: What do you think the strongest race in this world is? Is there a particular being of this world you think is the strongest and can stand above all the other existences?]

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"The strongest race is, well, truthfully, there isn't one that can be crowned the strongest on its own.

The world, however might it look, is pretty equal to all the beings under it.

It hasn't created anyone above or below the other but it is an undeniable fact that though everything starts as a particle of plausibility, after gaining consciousness, going through countless things, after obtaining many 'fates' and going through many Karmic experiences, the point all being reach is different.

We can say efforts matter, or saying expectationless efforts matter the most wouldn't be wrong, but since the path that everyone walks on is perpetually changing and uncertain, it is impossible to say if an 'absolute' really exists.

Well, perhaps the one managing 'all that is to this world' might be considered the strongest existence but, there certainly is a possibility that someone even above them exists or there is a chance for something above them to appear in the future."

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A crystal bead of a tear, which looked painfully sad, left those gentle eyes and slid down those cold cheeks. But the warm smile on his face contradicted the sadness in them.

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[Q: Answer this: In a certain world exists an infinite number of immortal people who live in eternal happiness and in some other world exists an infinite number of immortal people who live in eternal misery.

The people of both worlds experience a certain phenomenon where one of them would randomly get transported to the world with opposite characteristics and these transported people would have to live there forever.

In which world would you like to be in?]

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"Haaaa…"

He stared at the green screen before him with those sad eyes, tears still sliding down the ends of his pretty eyes. Even his smile was the same as he stared at that screen, unchanging, full of happiness.

It was difficult to tell if he was happy or sad at the moment. Even the people closest to him wouldn't know the answers to that question.

"Tell me Sir Question."

The atmosphere of this small room was still fresh, sunlight was coming from right above them even though there was a rooftop, and calm winds were blowing here even though there was no window or outside to this place.

"What is happiness?"

He was asking that to the question window as if it were a person with his sad eyes carrying a sincere look in them.

He was genuine with his words, anyone could tell it from just looking at those warm eyes. He was being sincere but… he was asking it to a system window? Was something wrong with his head?

"I asked if you could please define the meaning of happiness, Sir Question."

There was no answer from the window, of course there would be no response from something that wasn't part of the world's authority…

The question window remained the same, and he just stared at it like someone staring at a teacher who had lost all the words to answer an innocent question from their students.

"So… you cannot say as well."

The sadness in his eyes suddenly grew even deeper, and the slow streams of tears intensified for a brief moment.

"E-even you choose to stay s-silent…"

He was crying. There was no deep reason to this but, he was just crying and smiling happily at the same time, making it hard to distinguish what he wanted to say.

"Even y-you do not know what happiness means…"

He was blaming the question window, or so it seemed at least.

"E-even you…"

He was in a place detached from everyone else, from the world, from everything.

He was in a place few people could see him, and even among them, there was only one spectator who could understand what was going on with them.

"…even you."

He was relatively alone in this place, in short. Which meant he could do the thing he had blocked off for a long time now.

"M-mhuum…"

He was crying for some reason, he was smiling for some other reason, but these two emotions, even while being contradicting and different from each other, were very much true individually as well as when seeing them as a single emotion.

But ultimately, there existed a word that could describe him perfectly: miserable.

Prince Morexis. The one holding the position of 'crown prince' in the great Barnacle empire. Which, truthfully, meant nothing at all.

He was just one of the many children of the emperor, one who was unfortunate enough to be born with the great knowledge and truths of this world.

He held some unexplainable powers that the others were greatly interested in, more than enough to support him so immensely that the other factions didn't even have a chance of standing against him.

He was strong, he was smart, he was caring and he held all the great qualities that a ruler must possess to lead the nation in a positive manner.

He was the perfect royal… but his father had no interest in him.

The emperor. He actually had no interest in any of his children or the futile power struggle between them.

It wasn't like they were getting the throne anyway. Not for the following few hundred years. Not until he was breathing and standing on this land…

An absolute. There were six in this world excluding the headmaster, and the emperor was one of them.

He was a supreme monarch who held great powers, many talents, blessings of multiple higher beings, as well as his own strengths that made him into an unshakable wall that few in the entire world could stand against.

The six of these absolutes were closest to the transcendent beings and a few of them were walking the path of transcendence themselves.

Thanks to their strengths, their life spans were naturally immense, and it was said that they would live for hundreds of years if there was no artificial disturbance.

They were no ordinary humans. The emperor was no ordinary human.

He would see his children die of old age while still sitting on the throne with the same looks he had before their birth. He would still fuck other women even if his other children were dying. He would still search for other lovers… even if his wives were on their deathbeds.

He was an emperor, and that was it. He was the leader of a nation and nothing mattered to him more than that title and that golden throne.

The children he was producing every year could go die, the mistresses he was fucking could go live off the abundant riches of his palace or die in some dark corner, nothing mattered to him.

He would even kill them himself if he ever wished for it. He had done it previously, and there was no reason he would hesitate to do the same again.

He was a ruler first before he was anything else…

"What is happiness and what is misery...?"

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[Q: How can one build up strength from the ground up and fight a being who is considered an absolute? Can they win? Can they ever win against someone who is far above the level they could ever reach?]

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"Shut up."

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[Q: Can a mage or someone with no knowledge, talent, or experience of physical combat win against an experienced weapon weirder? Explain how.]

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"I said shut up."

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[Q: There is a dying creature before you and you could do nothing to help them. State your reaction. Explain how the children of that creature surrounding them would be behaving.]

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"Shut up. Just ask some normal questions instead you devil."

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[Q: Holding the hand of your dying loved one, you sit there, mourning. Who would be the person you don't want to see at any cost at this moment? State the reason.]

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"…do you not understand my words anymore?"

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[Q: What is a mother? Why do they hold such an important role in nature? What is their greatest happiness and greatest fears? How would you react when looking at her for the last time?]

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"I said shut the fuck up you fucking demons! Shut up! Shut up!! Shut up!!!"

He lost his temper, and almost cried the tears of blood over these infuriating questions.

He knew already that they were there to test his mentality but, it was already strong enough. He didn't need this kind of mental torture by these twisted words.

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[Q: In an endless desert, your skyship goes swimming at a speed that breaks the sound barrier every ten minutes. You want to change a few of the tires of the boat since they are damaged by the sharp scales of elephants on the path. You are the captain and someone else approaches you from behind, almost stabbing you with a book diary. They didn't manage to kill you but you were injured and the masked woman searched all over your body with her nine fluffy tails.

Thankfully, you had thrown the contents in your pocket out in the water already.

Find out the mass of the tires, the contents in your pocket you had thrown out, and the identity of the last item that still remains between your legs.]

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"Haaaa… thanks…"

He dropped down to the ground after seeing the normal contents of this new question and sighed a breath of relief.

Those damned questions… he didn't like them, but to pass, he had to answer at least half of them.

He knew how important it was for him to get into this academy. It was the only chance he had to fulfill his ultimate wish. He couldn't do things that would put him into difficult situations so, even though the questions were going to become even more unbearable going forward, he had to endure it.

This was nothing compared to what he went through every single day anyway. So, at the very least, the pain was no problem for him.

Just like this uniquely simple question, he was fine as long as it wasn't about the family, his mom, and, that wretched past…