Glutton Berserker ~The One That Exceeds The Concept Of Levels~-Chapter 195: Spiritual World

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A pure white world. I was standing there before I knew it.

I was confused when I visited for the first time. But now it's a familiar view.

When Luna and Greed were there, there was a time when they were making a fool of themselves here as training. They’re gone now, making this world feel quiet.

The fun days have passed and we were the only ones left here.

Something black slowly appeared, as if water gushed out of the white ground. It invades the spiritual world left by Luna, as if a black stain oozed on a pure white cloth.

The black stains that spread out firmly emerged.

And gathered to form a person. It was very similar looking to myself, but pitch black in color.

It was another self who appeared in front of me who was swallowing a sigh. it was staring at me with its bright red eyes that made me want to avoid it.

[I thought you’d never come…]

It had an ugly smile as it said so.

Implying that it’s been waiting for me.

Another me――Fake Fate raised his hand straight forward. The black liquid that fell from the fingertips created black stains in the pure white world again.

A black hole in the world. From there, I could hear the screams of those who were eaten by the gluttony skills.

What are you going to do! ??

What appeared in front of me was a terrifying black sword. It looks like the fake Fate was stronger than our previous encounter.

The place where people who had been eaten by the gluttony skill…… The black sword that slowly came out from the hole connected to the belly of the gluttony showed all the figures.

It’s a lot bigger after all. At least more than three times as large as the black sword.

Fake Fate lightly lifted the black sword with one hand. And I pointed my sword at myself.

[Kuh.]

Little by little, the fake Fate walked toward me with hateful eyes.

Here was my weapon- there was no black sword. No way I can stand up to that powerful black sword with just my hands.

In this spiritual world, when will I be able to escape until I wake up in reality? I don't want to let the fake fate escape.

[Come.]

Despite its size, the fake Fate can swing its sword with ease.

I managed to dodge by a hair breadth. Then dodged to the left as I landed.

As if following me, a black blade passed by where my nape was.

If I was a little late, I would’ve said goodbye to my head.

I could move faster than when we faced each other before. The discipline of reality was also utilized in this world.

However, there is no change in the fact that it is only a defense.

The speed was increased and the fake fate stepped in from the right with a sword.

When I tried to bend over and dodge, the feeling of electric current ran through my head. The attack was a feint. Something tells me that the real one was a horizontal slash.

What was…… this feeling…

Occasionally, I learned how fake fate would attack. At the same time, black and terrifying thoughts are forced into my head.

It was a terrifying thing that made people…monsters…joyful to kill creatures. Even in the fight with me, the fake Fate was delighted. I want to kill, I can't help but want to kill.

Is this fake fate an incarnation of eating skills? Does it want to kill and eat my soul?

[Do you want to eat me?]

[…..]

[Answer me!]

Fake Fate didn't say anything. While waiting for the answer, I dodged yet another sword slash .

Using the momentum of that dodge, I landed a spinning kick on the nape of the fake fate’s neck. It was knocked backward. But it glared at me as if nothing had happened right away.

It seems that it was not an effective hit.

[Ahhhhh…ahhhhhhhhh]

Did my counterattack become a stimulus? The fake Fate shouted. No, it's more correct to say that it's screaming.

I could only scratch my head seeing it rabidly screamed while leaking saliva from its mouth. Hardly something a human would do, in my personal opinion.

After that, after a while, it turned its face up and became absent-minded. How grateful I would be if it could keep quiet as it is … if only.

[That’s right…]

Suddenly, four black wings grew from the back of the fake Fate. It turned toward me, slowly approaching.

Its facial expression was completely different now.

From the eyes like a beast, the intention dwelled.

The first voice emitted from that mouth was a surprising word.

[You fake.]

You’re one to talk. What do you mean by…fake?

[Return my body.]

This is MY body. Not yours.

Although the gluttony skill had taken a shape similar to mine, it was a ridiculous statement.

[The fake one is you!]

When I said that, the fake Fate spread the four wings wide. It was so intimidating that the pure white world shook.

When I thought that the wings had moved slightly, the fake Fate had closed in on me.

[So fast.]

The inevitable slash cuts through my right belly. A direct attack on a non-physical mental body was more severe than burning.

Luna often talked about the horror of mental damage, and here I thought I could tolerate it because I had been attacked by fake Fate before.

However, this is… far more than expected. Even though it is only a blow, the intensity is different from before.

[Guhaaaa]

The pain was unbearable. As I staggered, fake Fate grabbed my head with its free hand.

[Didn’t you hear me?]

And it tightened its grasp.

Regardless of what I tried, it was nothing in front of its enormous strength.

[Let me off.]

[The real thing is me…the fake is you. Listen…listen…listen well…the real thing is me…the fake is you.]

It repeated those lines continuously like it was chanting a curse.

I don’t want to hear any of it.

[Shut up…]

[Kuh.]

A black stain appeared from the wound and began to slowly erode my body. It's different from the severe pain I mentioned earlier, and I started to lose my senses.

And this feeling of weakness was similar to when I sacrificed status to Greed. Are you trying to rob me of my power…!??

Damn… If Greed was there at such a time… I could’ve fought this fake Fate better…

[Greed…]

[Begone.]

[…Greed.]

[It’s over. After all, you’re just…]

[Greed!]

I could feel something hefty within the grasp of my right hand.

I swung it up with all my might, forcing Fake Fate regretfully releases me to dodge.

The weapon I got collided with the fake Fate black sword. Then, while scattering sparks from the cutting edge, we glared at each other's faces.

[Don’t get in the way.]

『It's not my intention. But this is Eris' wish. The role of the weapon is to respond to its user’s will. Even if you don't like it.』

I was very surprised to see what weapon I had in hand.

We tried to kill each other once, back in Gallia. Lots of things have happened since then, but I heard that Eris finally made amends with it. However, ever since that incident with me, I’ve never had a chance to talk to it out of lingering hate and such.

[No way…you, of all people, appear to help me?]

『Reluctantly so, but yes. Let’s see if you can master me.』

A black bayonet that was different from Greed and hits the hated mouth.

The bitter memories of when Envy stood up as an enemy revived. At the same time, it's more reliable than that to cooperate with me.

[I'll master it.]

『You better do. Otherwise… I’ll be in trouble too. I have to get you back to reality from here and do it. 』

If we had anything in common, that’s probably Eris.

Free her from Libra. Envy and I had a common purpose. We're on different grounds, but if we're facing the same direction, we should be able to fight together.

I put my strength into the hand which held the black bayonet and brandished the black bayonet away.

[Let’s go, Envy.]

『No need to tell me. Pick up your pace, Fate.』

The muzzle was pointed at the fake Fate and the trigger was pulled.