Articulated, Chapter zero: disappointment.

Yohan William

In a Jigsaw, you could see a violent and bloody scenario; there were bodies everywhere, a woman who appeared to be in her twenties kneeling with an expression of terror on her beautiful face, but what stood out most were not the bodies, the woman or man on the verge of death. in front of me, and yes, me.

I was currently wearing Slym plating armor. Although it's not armor per se, but something much better, like a magical technological suit. However, that didn't matter as much now; What matters is that I caused all of this.

I didn't want to kill them, however, apparently the government is afraid of the possibility of one of the Geseen fragment holders summoning it or at least becoming a "modernized Geseen Die Deur hemele" and managed to convince them trying to kill me.

Honestly, even though they tried to kill me, I couldn't help but praise their "half-competence". Jigsaw are species of parallel dimensions caused by fragments of ancient spirits, gods or monsters. It is as if it were a kind of "dimensional cancer", the difference was that instead of the cell phone, the one who failed to eliminate failures was the universe of this world .

Jigsaws can be dangerous or not. Generally, they aren't, but when a lethal situation appeared, monsters came out and went out into the world.

The Jigsaw that I joined with my "teammates" was a high level one, in other words, the perfect opportunity to kill me and then say that I died in battle.

Friendship is beautiful, isn't it? Haha ha. Honestly, Geseen is a dangerous being, but the fear that the gods, heroes and Lychee mages had of him reached ridiculous levels. Yet it was precisely because of this fear that I respected Geseen.

Ah, even sealed and almost dead, it still causes terror. Of course, after all, Geseen was an evil God who was so powerful that it took an alliance between several Gods together with heroes to defeat him and seal him.

In a way, I admire God Gessen, even if he is rubbish when it comes to ethics and morals, after all, a genocidal man like him who killed millions while he was loose in the world still had power, he managed to impose fear and respect, no matter how much than by force.

Ah, how many years has it been since I came into this world? 20 years. For 20 years I hunted down the other bearers of the Geseen shards and absorbed them until only those on the side of the other gods and the government were left, and now that there isn't a single shard bearer left on the enemy side, they try to eliminate me? How ingratitude, such.

Well, I had already predicted that, anyway.

Looking back on my life before coming here, when I was young, I had a tendency to look at the world with disgust. As a person who didn't have much life experience at that time, I had the aptitude of thinking I knew everything, and I had a very arrogant attitude towards my parents, like an ignorant person before a wise man - even though my parents were two human trash. . In my youth, even though I was an insecure person, pretending to be a confident person became a habit in my daily life.

I still remember the last moments of my life; I was reviewing memories - seeing my whole life flash before my eyes as I had both hands and a leg cut off, and was dying from blood loss, until finally that 'thing' fired a laser that cut my head off.

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If you ask me why I'm having this sweet speech, it's because the last few moments of my life were reliving memories - seeing my entire life flash before my eyes while I had both hands and a leg cut off, and I was dying for cause of blood loss, until finally that 'thing' fired a laser that cut my head off.

After that, I met with a Goddess who granted me the mission to hunt for the fragments of a dead evil God in another world, telling me that she needed someone who had these fragments in their soul - someone like me. — to locate them.

Well, looking at my trajectory so far, I realize that I ended up deviating a little from my original path, despite having found all the fragments of this fallen God.

—Y-You monster!

Thomas looked at me after saying that. He was covered in blood, his left hand was severed and his right hand was turned in a way he shouldn't have been, making it possible to see his bones. His sly armor, damaged.

— Thomas, you attacked me first inside this Jigsaw. It was self-defense and you know that very well. - I answered him.

— But... A carrier of the fragment is very dangerous for the world. You are the last one left of them... - said Thomas.

— Thomas, is that reason enough to kill me? Also, you are forgetting one thing; Initially, I defeated all Geseen fragment holders and made the likelihood of anyone summoning him almost non-existent. You people in the government use me, and when I'm no longer useful, you want to discard me like trash?

—M-M-mas

Before Thomas finished what he was going to say, I pointed my right hand at him, and his eyes widened.

— No-no! please... - Thomas begged me.

It took me a minute to fully charge a Lychee condensed shot strong enough to kill Thomas in a single hit. I ignored all his pleas and then blew his head off with a condensed dose of lychee. After that, I looked around, observing all the corpses from my old group.

I looked at Sandra, a long-distance Lychee handler. Sandra is a 20 year old girl who I left alive to serve as a 'witness' and say that the cause of my colleagues' death is because Jigsaw's “Boss” was too strong, after all, if I just said that they all attacked me, I would have to reveal that I am one of the last carriers of the Geseen fragments, and even if I didn't, some of my political enemies would try to expose this to the public.

Sandra - or Sandrinha, as I liked to call her mentally - had purple hair, purple eyes and white skin. She wore slym armor with a strengthening enchantment stone on her chest.

— Hello, Sandrinha! How are you? I assume you already know what to do now and what to say when we leave here, right? In addition

Sandra not only survived to serve as a witness, but also because she has the ability to change the memory of a place.

In this world there are people who have the ability to see a kind of 'remains of memory', basically, it is the same thing as seeing the past of a place. Sandra's ability is very useful to me, given the situation I find myself in, not only because she can change the memory traces of a location, but also because she can change it permanently and it is a unique ability of hers that does not leave any trace that someone used a skill at the location.

Sandra looked at me with eyes full of fear and terror, however, she calmed down when she realized that she was still alive.

— Sandrinha, I politely ask you to change the remaining memories of the place.

— h-ok.

I watched as she nodded while quickly activating the skill, changing the memory of the location.

Although there is a possibility that she could alter the memory remnants now just to demonstrate the truth to the public later, I didn't know if the ability would continue to work after her death, and that was one of the main reasons I made the decision not to kill her. -there.

Ah, if this world didn't have memory remnants, or at least I had the ability to alter them, I would kill Sandrinha here and now.

Sandra got up. Even though she is covered in blood, she doesn't seem to care and is just waiting for further instructions.

- Just a minute.

I disintegrated my hand to match the modified memory remnants that Sandra created and cut a gash on my face, as well as using Geseen energy to burn my chest.

The reason for my actions was simple: even with my clothes torn, I didn't have any injuries that could be considered serious, which would be suspicious, as it contradicts the remnants of memories modified by Sandra.

Well, all these injuries are at a level where I can heal with Lychee. I'm just going to hide my quantity of Lychee and say that the fight was so intense that I ended up running out.

After that, I kicked Sandra's shin so hard that it broke in two, along with part of the slim armor that was on her leg.

— Ahh... AhHHHHHHHHH..

She screamed in pain as she looked at the bloody bone in her own leg. After that, she moaned for a while and later, she looked at me with an expression as if asking why I had done that.

— In the... remnants... of memory... I just hurt my leg!

She said this with apparent anger, and began trying to heal her leg. Seeing this, I stepped on what was left of her shin to stop her from regenerating.

Honestly, has she forgotten her own place at this moment? Was the stress she suffered so high that it caused her to have difficulty thinking?

— It seems like my dog doesn't know her place, doesn't she? Don't cure the feather until we get to the hospital, and hide your quantity of Lychee. Do you think I'm so easy to fool?

His eyes quickly changed from anger to fear. I used my remaining hand and held the part of her foot that ended up being severed by the kick and placed Sandra on my back.

Although Sandra was crying in pain, she cried softly. Oh, that's great.

— Ah…

Sigh. After going to the doctor specializing in Lychee handlers and doing interviews with the r

eporters, I will return to my humble abode with a single ultimate goal: to sleep the whole day.