Normally, souls who had reached a certain degree of quality would consume some amount of a world’s Resources and be reincarnated in the same world. That was how a world maintained its total Resources. When they opted to transmigrate to a different world, the Resources consumed in that process would not be restored in the original world, causing the total amount to continuously fall. Furthermore, the average souls would never know any of this and had no choice but to keep walking down this path that would gradually lead to their destruction.
“Well, that’s a real downer of a story,” said Renya.
“Tell me about it,” replied the girl. “I’d love to be able to convince the Administrators to get their act together and point this world toward a better direction, but that’s going to take time, as well. That’s why I need your help.”
“So, you want me to go to this world carrying a bunch of Resources and buy you some time.”
“If I could send the Resources through by themselves, I’d have done it already, but it’s sort of like how you can’t send an attachment without the email. Currently, I can’t move any Resources over without attaching it to someone’s soul.”
“Isn’t there something like a file sharing program?”
“That would be worth making if there’s someone on the receiving end. Unfortunately, the Administrators don’t seem realize this is happening, so they’re stopping me from interfering…”
In other words, she could send the file, but there was no point if nobody was there to receive it. The thought brought a wry smile to the girl’s face. According to her, if the Administrators realized their own world was on the verge of destruction, they might change their stance. However, since they were not aware, they saw her requests as nothing more than unnecessary meddling.
“Did you try to explain the situation to them?”
“They told me it was nonsense and refused to hear another word.”
“This is clearly a case of choosing the wrong people for the job.”
“You’re absolutely right. I have no one to blame but myself.”
Renya watched as the girl hung her head. He sighed. If he didn’t know, he wouldn’t have cared, but now that he did know, it felt a little wrong to play the “not my problem” card. Despite his desire to avoid being burdened with a load of trouble, he made up his mind.
“All right. I’ll help you.”
“I’m terribly sorry for dragging you into this mess, but I’m glad you said yes. Please accept my sincerest gratitude, Renya,” the girl said with a deep bow. In the back of his mind, Renya noted that it was times like these when he really wished she did not have the appearance of a young girl. He wasn’t doing anything inappropriate, but having a young girl lower her head at him like that made him feel like he was.
“Okay, enough with the bowing already. You can get up,” urged Renya, whose voice sounded just a little flustered. He figured, however, that this was inevitable. In response, the girl bowed even more deeply before slowly getting back up.
“My deepest apologies for the trouble, but thank you. If you said no, I would have had to look for another suitable candidate,” said the girl, then she added, “Which would have been such a pain…”
This piqued Renya’s curiosity.
“By the way, what are the chances of finding a suitable candidate?”
“One in five billion six hundred and thirty million.”
Renya let out another sigh at the number. Statistically, that meant there was only one person on Earth who fit the bill. It was, he thought, quite the stroke of misfortune for him.
“So, how exactly is it going to work when you send me to this world? I assume I won’t have to start over from being born, right?” He made sure to emphasize the latter part of his sentence. While it was an odd worry considering all his memories were gone, he still felt some resistance at reliving his life from the toddler years. In fact, if he had to do the whole baby thing with his current mental faculties intact, he might actually die from embarrassment.
“If I tried to drop you into the reincarnation system, they might use their administrative privileges to bounce you back, so I’ll be using my power to force you into the world. That means you won’t be getting reborn. I’ll have it set so that if you die over there, you’ll automatically come back here. Once that happens, I’ll honor your wishes for your next reincarnation. You’ll be free to choose for yourself.”
Knowing that he would not have to remain indefinitely at his destination was a relief for Renya. After all, it didn’t sound like a world he would enjoy a long stay in.
“As for issues with family registers and your identity and such, if anyone asks, just tell them you’re a Wanderer. It’ll make sense to them.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
“There are actually a fair number of people in this world who drifted in from other worlds. The world itself is unstable, so it’s not uncommon to see rifts to other worlds pop open randomly from time to time.”
“So much for the conditions. Didn’t you have to meet a bunch of them before crossing a boundary?”
“One’s crossing a boundary and the other’s falling down a hole. They’re not the same,” replied the girl. The window she was showing Renya disappeared after she flicked at it with her finger. Then, she opened up a different window.
“Now, then. Once I send you over, I’ll need you to live there for a couple of decades. To prepare you for this endeavor, I, God, shall bestow upon you my blessing.”
The way she emphasized the word “God” made Renya clap his hands together, as though suddenly remembering something.
“Oh, right. Now that you mention it, you’re God, aren’t you?”
“Yes-I-am! And don’t you forget it! That’s the most important part!”
“Well, you can’t blame me, can you? I mean, look at yourself. You’re like the least God-looking thing around.”
The girl pouted in response. Seeing the sullen look on her face, Renya became slightly worried that he said something he should not have.
“So much for appealing to your instincts to protect the weak. That was the whole reason I went with the look-I’m-a-delicate-snowflake appearance, too…”
“Seriously? This is all calculated?” asked Renya incredulously. He could not help but feel his gaze toward her growing colder.