250: Knowledge Needed for the Future ※

This story is told from a third-person perspective.

Please note.

"If this turns out this way, and that turns out that way..."

While Satā and the others were investigating Funaka,

Dr. Mizion had Jōharis and Mai search through documents, while she herself rapidly read through the materials at an incredible pace.

These were...

Documents accumulated over many years by Seiryō Corporation.

Dr. Mizeon's own experiences teaching the extraterrestrial monster known as Satā.

Knowledge gained from accompanying the Virijanira group, albeit briefly.

Information acquired during a tea gathering with His Majesty the Emperor and others.

Records sent from the mod research institute and the 'Vanilla OS' research institute located in Teisei Vanilla City, necessary for official duties.

Together, these findings were enough to bring a single conclusion to Dr. Mizeon's mind.

"……. Ah…… Well, now what should I do?"

Because the conclusion had emerged so clearly, Dr. Mizeon closed his eyes and sighed.

It wasn't a tragic conclusion.

Rather, one could even say it was beneficial—for the Empire, and indeed, for humanity as a whole.

Yet precisely because of that, he was utterly at a loss.

"Um, should I lend an ear to this discussion?"

"Better not. This is knowledge the Emperor His Majesty should learn first. Next in line would be the Great Mother of Machine Intelligence and the Crown Prince."

"Vee-sama is..."

Vilijianira-sama and Sata are the kind you shouldn't even know about. If you tried to teach someone about them, worst case, they might get erased by the Creator Himself. Well, from what I've heard, that kind of behavior doesn't seem to be characteristic of their personality... or rather, their divinity... Still, it's best not to provoke them at all."

"Y-yes, sir!"

Dr. Mizeon understood.

The thing that the Creator... Chiralizm = Conplerekus is seeking to uncover is something born from this theory.

However, after thorough examination and calculation, it became clear that the theory itself is flawless—precisely because of this, the truth remains invisible.

Thus, Dr. Mizeon began preparing to hand over this knowledge only to the Emperor, and once Joharis and Mai had stepped outside the room, he started writing.

"Whether everything is coincidence or inevitability... if that creator is involved, then perhaps everything being inevitable wouldn't be surprising at all..."

He pondered as he wrote.

Was it coincidence that Vilijanira and Sata were able to reach this point? Was meeting each other also just chance? How much of the journey here was mere coincidence?

Or perhaps, even from the very beginning—how they were born, or how he himself was born and raised—was it all just chance?

The idea of a fate so overwhelmingly predetermined by a transcendent being that one's birth, upbringing, thoughts, and even the future are all sealed—an extreme form of determinism.

For any rational person, this notion could well be unbearable, a source of unbearable suffering.

Even devout religious individuals might harbor resentment toward God when confronted with such a fate.

Dr. Mizeon contemplated these thoughts... and stopped.

Even if everything is inevitable, there's no deception in my being myself, and I can't possibly pick up on entirely separate, divergent future possibilities—thinking about it is pointless.

"That's correct. Mizeon."

"Don't you think spying is a rather poor taste, God?"

Carefully, so as not to disturb Joharis or draw their attention, Chirarizumu=Conplerekusu appears before Dr. Mizeon, who is fully focused on writing.

"So, what's the matter?"

"I'll give rewards to those who overcome trials. That's my policy."

"Then I'll leave the grading to you. This is more of a rough draft, so there might be mistakes in the finer details."

Unfortunately, checking answers together can't count as a reward—it would be cheating.

Dr. Mizeon's hands never stop.

The theory that would shake the very foundation of the empire unfolded smoothly and steadily.

"That's why I'm telling you this outright. I'm observing multiple possibilities simultaneously. I'm particularly fond of the flickering between seeing and not seeing, visible and invisible. The distant future is already fixed in a broad sense, but because only I am observing the near future and distant past, they can still be altered. In other words..."

"Are our lives both random and inevitable?"

"That's exactly it. While we must inevitably fix the essential points, making everything else inevitable would be a major drawback in both cost and enjoyment. It wouldn't be fun at all. If everything were completely predetermined, I wouldn't be able to see what I want to see."

"……"

Mizeon, listening to Chirarizumu's words, sighed.

"If my theory is correct, the empire as a nation will eventually split apart and come to an end."

"But humans won't go extinct. Then there shouldn't be a problem, right?"

"Such turmoil would spread throughout the galaxy, and the number of casualties could grow without limit."

"Maybe that will happen—but maybe it won't. That's something that should be left to future humanity. Doctor Mizeon, that's not your responsibility to bear. In fact, I think it'd be more irresponsible if you didn't complete your theory here and now?"

"……"

Mizeon let out another sigh.

"The mastermind threatening the empire was Funaka-Conplereks. I can't help but feel sorry for Funaka. The opponent was simply too formidable. Moreover, from Funaka's perspective, it seems he's in a situation where he desperately wants to know his enemy's identity, yet cannot."

"Of course I am. That kind of feeling—grasping something just out of reach—is precisely my favorite pastime and my specialty."

At this point, Dr. Mizeon had somewhat understood the nature of Chirarizumu = Konpuroekusu.

As a true transcendent being, a being from a higher dimension, a creator—someone fundamentally different in essence—it was impossible to discuss good and evil in relation to such a being.

Thus, even though Emperor His Majesty saw the same conclusion and the same future as he did, he would still find this theory necessary.

Whether the empire continues or not depends on humanity at that moment, but at the very least, we can free ourselves somewhat from the yoke imposed by this monster.

At the same time, Dr. Mizeon reflects.

This monster truly longs, deep down, for humanity to escape the yoke it has set for itself.

There is no deception in that, surely.

"Both 'From Beasts to Humans, From Humans to Pillars' and 'Estimated-Method for Cosmic Monster Creation' are just drafts, but they're complete now. If you're taking them, feel free to have them."

"Hmm? Wouldn't another route work just as well?"

"Leaving it to you is the fastest and most reliable option. Either way, they'll end up leaking eventually."

"Understood. As expected from the foremost expert in cosmic monster education. As a reward for your insight, I'll refrain from spreading this information for the foreseeable future—five hundred years—and I'll stay within this world as well."

With that, Chirarizumu = Konporekusu received the report from Dr. Mizeon and vanished from the spot.

Dr. Mizeon watched him disappear...

"Just gonna take a nap for a bit."

Deciding he was too tired, he lay down and fell asleep.

04/12 Correction of typo