Irregular I-233 Name Miracle Camera Type Item History A camera that once captured the image of Time. I-233 was found shortly after it became an I-type Irregular by the Safe company special team. The original owner was set free at the request of ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■. The camera was forcibly taken away by the Safe company. Description A standard F■ ■ ■film silver camera created during the ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■. I-233 is still working despite no battery. Unique Characteristics Capture the Time When taking a picture, all of the matter captured by I-233 will affected by Time Oddities of ‘Time Stop’. Photogram Make the effect of Capture the Time permanent until the I-233-1 is destroyed. By Product I-233-1 Total 1 film remaining. Description A thin film that can contain Progressing Time for the captured matters. Produced when Entity decided to print the picture. Note Not all of I-233’s Unique Characteristics have been identified yet.

Capture the Time effect will be gone when I-233 take another picture or a random countdown ranging from 5 minutes to one day has passed. It is impossible to know the countdown time.

IF an outside Entity touched an affected Entity directly or indirectly, the Time Oddities effect would be gone for the touched Entity.

It’s said the Time picture was taken during a sunset with the background of the sea. DO NOT reattempt it.

After the flash subsidies, I took my camera back. The kid rubbed his eyes from the surprise light.

During the chase, I noticed I must end it immediately. It’s because the Panacea effect has run out, and I was infected with other viruses.

The watch warned me of a slow build-up of weaker virus coming from my skin. Weaker because I might have received immunity for the stronger virus with the one-hour Panacea effect.

It looks like I have already formed an immunity against the more deadly virus. If I intentionally halt up the next Panacea to be consumed for enough, I would probably gain complete immunity with just two Panacea.

It brought up an important question to my mind. Why don’t people in this place receive a virus from my body?

Is it because the virus hasn’t yet been transmitted from my body to another person or because they have already gained immunity from someone else?

The second hypothesis is more interesting and probable as it means a human from my original world used the ritual from the Grimoire. Or come to this place via other means.

Regardless, I settled on deliberately losing the kid when I was not. Sure enough, he stopped and checked my items. When I was going to scare the happy kid, a group of thugs seemed to be threatening the kid.

I am not the type to help someone, but…

I retrieved my objective item and placed it in my bag before proceeding to where the six thugs stood. Frozen with 'Time Stop'. The Time Oddities is one of the scariest effects of all Irregular.

They won’t be able to move except when they are lucky enough to get Time Oddities with the opposing effect, which is impossible or receive help from Time believers or Time itself. Another impossibility.

The easier one was getting touched by someone who wasn’t affected by the Oddities. Directly or indirectly. Lastly, wait for the effect run out.

I pointed my Glock 19 with the suppressor attached to the thugs.

And shoot five of them in the neck.

Since it’s very short range, I have no trouble with accuracy. The thugs that were shot at become unfrozen. They tried to scream, but only the gurgling sound of blood came out.

Coming closer to the last thug, I whacked him on the head with my Glock hard. He immediately fainted.

Taking care of the thug, I glanced at the kid and moved my head to indicate he could go. Without looking at his response, I went down and took out the Grimoire from my bag.

“Time for an experiment. Kind of lucky to find such good ingredients so soon.”

Opening the third page, I read the ingredients for the offering.

“One brain of the people that can speak the language.”

It doesn’t say I must extract the brain from the body. The first-page ritual also works when the supposed ingredients are still inside the body, and the body is dead.

This saves me so much time and effort.

I went on to draw the third-page ritual with the thug’s blood. Purposefully placing the man’s head with a bandana in the center of the ritual.

Midway through, I noticed the kid already ‘left’.

I read the incantation with the Grimoire in my hand.

“Common Language.”

The Grimoire lit up a bright light before the light dived straight into the man brain. The light then comes back, now zooming into my head.

A stream of knowledge enters my brain. It was the language of this place. Albeit so, there is no knowledge about this place itself. Only direct translation of my main language into this place language.

“What a pity.”

My hand reached to the bandana man’s head and lifted it. It was too light, the brain seemed to be missing.

Opening to the fourth page, it is still covered in blood. So, does the Grimoire only interact by showing new pages if I need something? Or is it because I fulfil some hidden requirement?

“Now, let’s try the Return ritual.”

The alley was far from the road, and it was empty. That’s why I can leisurely do the ritual without any commotion.

The previously clean gloves are dirty again from the drawing of the ritual with blood. I drew the second ritual a bit deeper into the alley since they are big enough to fit five people.

You could be reading stolen content. Head to the original site for the genuine story.

“From the inaccuracy rate, it looks like the ritual doesn’t need to be that detailed. The important part was holding the Grimoire and the ingredients of the offering.”

It takes a longer time to draw the reason for a bigger ritual. When I was done, I again held the Grimoire in my hand. The centre of the ritual was my dirty gloves.

“I don’t want to be back yet. Would the ritual accept an item? What does it look like from the outside perspective? Will the gloves carry viruses from here to my original world?”

Moving back to the outside of the ritual space, I prepared myself. If I somehow returned despite not being in the ritual, I would need just take that opportunity to report I am done with my task and teleported here again.

Humming a little, I said

“Return.”

The Grimoire lit up again. This time, I spotted the light coming from the title of the ritual that was used. The light split into five and went to the thug’s hearts.

In no time, the light comes out. They dove straight into my glove in the middle of the ritual. It look like the space around the gloves glitched before, but in the blink of an eye, they are gone.

I sighed in relief.

I was a bit worried that teleportation would take thousands of years since I couldn’t be sure how long I had been in teleportation before. One of my hypotheses is that this place and I were actually moving in Time and not Space.

The sun look the same like in my world, That's the evidence that supported the hypothesis.

Should put more faith in the first mode of my watch.

“Present time and its relative with the Time.”

Having done with my experiment, I placed the Grimoire back into my bag.

I took a random knife from the thug’s hand while thinking the second ritual apparently accepted an item.

Where would the item appear on the earth, though? Is it in my original coordinate? Or is it random? I will find out later when I return. Let’s hope it’s random, otherwise with that guy’s stubbornness, it will be troublesome.

Or maybe not if my gloves are infected with this world’s viruses. No one should die, then.

For now, let’s learn more about this place. I went to the unconscious man and smacked his head that was adorned with a tattoo. The knife, on my other hand has its sharp edge touched on the soft skin of his neck.

He woke up and wanted to get up, yet stopped after seeing me and probably feeling the knife on his throat.

“Good evening. How’s your dream?”

Before he spoke, I grabbed his hair. Showing my masterwork to him.

I can spot his eyes transformed into fear and confusion.

It’s understandable.

At one point, you are walking closer to me, a bright white light flashes, feeling pain in your head, waking up with a knife pointed to your throat and lastly see your entire crew dead. Arranged in a cultist-like ritual too.

In his perspective, it all happened in a few seconds.

“Don’t wanted to end up like your friend? You better answer me honestly. Do you hear me?”

The man quivered his lips, answering me.

“Yes.. Who are you?”

Gripping his sparse hair tighter, I need to set up some rule.

“You shouldn’t ask any question. You must answer truthfully. Breaking it, I will kill you immediately. Nod for a yes.”

Nodding, the man intend to follow the instruction.

Forcing him to lie down, I removed a plastic stuck on my right glasses.

“Why are you threatening the kid? What is his name?”

“The bast… the kid is hiding something! He has a lifetime debt to us and today is the day for him to pay the interest. It’s normal to snatch his thing else he would probably hide it and stall the payment. His name is Jacob!”

Jacob? I thought there would be unique name here, but it’s just an average medieval name. The architecture here indeed matches the style of the name too.

“Why did Jacob have a lifetime debt to you guys? Wait, is it his parent’s debt?”

During my limited time scrutinizing Jacob, I could see injuries marks hidden by his clothes. The most possible suspects were these guys.

Even for just a debt collector, aren’t your guys malice to the kid is too strong? Four of you even wanted to kill him.

If I don’t help, who knows, he would probably beaten by hiding his stuff.

It’s impossible for a kid to earn such debt and hatred.

“Yes! It is his father’s debt!”

I see.

Now, let’s probe this world power dynamic.

“Do you know his true background?”

“Background…”

“Yes.”

Seeing the man confused by my sudden inquiry, the knife on his throat penetrated his outer skin.

“I don’t know! I don’t know!”

“Don’t you remember who above you? Someone people like you can’t afford to offend.”

“Is he a merchant son? A baron son? Viscount? Count? Don’t tell me, a Du-duke?!”

Intentionally having my face fiercer every time he spoke, this fool didn’t notice the subtle hint.

Although, I finally understand the power structure of this place with a bit of fooling and a price. But I need more.

“Don’t ask me a question. How good is your geography knowledge? Tell me all the countries you know.”

“Wha… It’s good. There are six, no, seven! Kingdom of Heart, Empire of Man, Underground kingdom, Magician Council, The Forest Conclave, and the Holy kingdom of System. The last one is… the Demon world? I am sorry, I don’t know whether to count it as a country or not.”

Seven countries? Isn’t this place too big? The first hypothesis is becoming more probable. No illusion, dream, or Pocket Dimension is this huge.

But a whole new world…

There is also that country name. Magician? As in mage? Is there a real mage in here? Not like those clowns destroying people property for justice.

What about the Holy Kingdom of System? Is it a modern country? If they have advanced technology, why is there no sign of it here? What did he mean by System then?

Maybe I am not answering for too long, or maybe it is due to my current confused face, but the man asked me.

“Mr. Gravekeeper, am I correct? Can I leave now?”

Gravekeeper? Why did he call me that? And

“Didn’t I tell you to not ask me a question?”

The knife raised high, and it stabbed the man’s ear. Retracting the knife back to his throat, The man stopped squirming.

Lucky. It missed.

I wanted to know more about this world, it’s a pity if he died so soon.

“This is the last warning. Now, tell me about your faction.”

I can barely see the man resisting holding his cut ear.

“Faction? AH! Sorry it’s not a question, mister please forgive me. My faction is the gang that controls the South and West district. Our gang name is the Wild Boys.”

He doesn’t tell me how big the gang numbers. Either they are too small or it is too numerous.

“Only two districts? What about the other city?”

“We don’t have control of another city. Mr Gravedigger, my boss contends to control two of the capital city districts.”

Capital city. A capital city that looks like this means at least seven cities are the same size.

Speaking of which, why am I teleported here? What is the chance of it being a capital city? Or is there a connection between this city and the Grimoire?

Looking at the black and white face, I resignedly thought.

A gang that can control two districts in a capital city should be powerful, and their gang numbers must be numerous. It would be so funny if a high noble didn’t sponsor them.

I feel like I just stepped on a hornet nest.

Why am I helping that kid? Was it truly my nature, or was it because my instinct told me to?

Jacob, is it? He pretended to leave, but your gaze was too obvious! I can’t ask for common sense about this place if you keep watching! Now I am out of questions that wouldn't let you suspect I have zero common sense of this world.

Why are you taking steps closer here now? At least don’t make a sound!

I should stop now.

“Two last question. Answer yes or no. Does anyone know you are here? Do you understand another language?”

“Why ddo yo… Yes! And Yes!”

“Lies.”

I cut his throat.

This time, I made sure to not get my gloves dirty with the blood. Standing up, I removed my glasses before its side effects got stronger.

Right now, my sight is completely blurry.

Irregular I-4949 Name Glasses of the Blurred Truth. Type Item History An entity comes across I- ■ ■ ■ somewhere in a public library. After reading I- ■ ■ ■ without the necessary requirement, the entity can only respond with Yes or No. Entity can discern truth and lies from an interrogated person with his Yes or No. Reportedly, the entity suffered from blindness before its life was taken by the cultist of Chaos. I-4949 was the glasses of the entity. Description A circular frame of metal glasses. I-4949 has 0 prescriptions. Unique Characteristics Lies Detection

I-4949 will detect whether an entity is lying or not for the entity user. The answer to truth or lies is immediately transmitted to the entity user’s mind.

Note I-4949 DO NOT work if the glasses are covered by something. (A thin see-through plastic is enough).

IF the entity user gets asked a question, they will suffer a partial blurriness.

Each question will increase the blurriness. It will end with permanent blindness.

The blurry effect will be completely gone in one hour since not using I-4949

Wearing I-4949 will have an increased chance of encountering I- ■ ■ ■

“Jacob, right? Come here.”

Although I can’t see, I know Jacob is coming closer by the sound of his steps.