A Foreigner's Chat Group (200~400)

Chapter 218: Mangaka In Another World

'It's time.' Shiro thought as he activated his [Wisdom] and summoned forth the logbook that embodies the entire [Library of the End]. He immediately began intercepting the real-time information in this battle and processing it using his authority. At the same time, Kal'tsit began using her [Great Sage] to do the same thing.

Bam-!

Suddenly, the black figure flew right in Shiro's direction. Just as it was a few centimeters from hitting him, a 'barrier' stopped its impact. This also dispersed the force acting upon the black figure, Mon3tr.

"Hoh. Interesting."

Light blue pixels enveloped the manifestation of [Wisdom], something akin to it being 'rejected'. It became static in Shiro's hand, almost disappearing from this world. If not for the fact that it is HIS origin, his power, it would not be able to resist the white-haired girl's 'powers'... rather, it is the 'world' itself rejecting such 'powers' from existing.

"Another magician? You are..." Her musings were cut short as she realized something. Her countenance became serious as she said, "Strange. I can't find your 'story'."

"A 'story'. Something colorful yet complicated."

Much to everyone's surprise, Shiro spoke. His voice carried his usual max-level charm, emanating an ethereal voice that sent them into a trance. Only Kal'tsit and the white-haired girl got out of their trance swiftly.

"Would you be able to say that after knowing that your story is nothing but mere entertainment for some atrocious gods?"

Each of her words carried her disdain and arrogance towards the world—to everyone and everything that constituted it. Her voice is very expressive, yet a faint feeling of emptiness at the same time. She has an air of vanity around her that concealed it, making it so that only Shiro can notice something wrong with her.

'Story, huh. I do wonder how Romani and the others felt.'

Shiro recalled their first discovery about the aspect of the chat group. It is the one responsible for telling their stories—be it public or private matters—to the denizens of another world. Naturally, it would feel quite annoying, knowing that many people had intruded on your privacy without you knowing.

Although, they are clear about one thing: Their lives are not mere entertainment to others. They are 'breathing', 'living' beings who live their lives to their fullest. The challenges faced by them and the interactions that they have proved this.

Meanwhile, Shiro did not experience such a thing as his life was not made into an 'anime', 'manga', or a 'game', hence he cannot fully empathize with them. Still, it did not prevent him from knowing how they felt.

"Fair point. Having a life created as entertainment for higher beings does sound annoying. Though, they are also the reason why you are here now, no?"

"..."

The white-haired girl became silent. True, she detests everything in this world. However, this world is also the main reason why she exists. A trace of confusion appeared on her heart, only to be ruthlessly put down by her 'wrath'.

"We will meet again, 'mysterious magician'."

After saying those words, she turned into dozens of blue pixels before disappearing into this world.

*****

An inquisitive gaze. That is how "Kunst Wunderkammer's Librarian", Meteora Österreich, saw the cloaked man from afar. The small slits in his white mask allowed her to peer into his deep-amber pupils that showed nothing but intellect. He speedily read through the book that he held, showing surprise and interest in some parts. This only took a few seconds.