Ghost System の小説・ストーリー

The Ghost in the Machine In Brooklyn, the clock struck midnight. Ethan stood in his basement office, the "strong frame" of his body leaning over the primary console of the Ghost Network. He wasn't wearing a suit, and he wasn't wearing rags. He was wearing the confidence of a man who had successfully "dematerialized" his own life.

Monitors I couldn't see but somehow felt - graphs didn't spike. They shattered. "Biological Class: Error." Automated voice flat, inexorable. System never programmed for humility. "Ancestry: Non-existent. Mana Core: Critical Mass. Entity Status: Unquantifiable." "It's not recognizing her!" Junior Healer again, voice breaking upward into panic registers. Watching understanding of reality peel like old paint. "System thinks she's ghost - no, Revenant! Trying to categorize dead and alive simultaneously! Binary can't hold! Logic gates are-"

Ghost doesn't exist and evil spirits obviously doesn't exist either. ******

He replied, "How the ghost died and encountered the system is irrelevant. No matter how stupid it sounds, the ghost is already a half-host. For sure, it's looking for a vessel so it can complete its missions and then take revenge. The problem is, it is currently inside your friend's mind." If the people in the room were not immoral hosts, they might have lost their wits and calm at this point. It was probably a good thing for each of them that they had been dealing with things impossible to process through normal brains. They easily accepted the situation and understood its severity.

Ghost’s voice, weak but alive: “…Still here…”

He opened and turned pages and finally stopped at a specific page. "Is this what it looked like?" He asked, pointing at a ghostly image on the book page. "Yes. They can't be eliminated, two guards are already dead and their faces were blue.. icy blue. Samuel is attempting to hold them off but I doubt he can," "They are cathas, spirits of the forgotten. They were offended. Someone must have done something to wake them, cathas don't appear unless their resting place was disturbed by someone, and the person is usually from the place they appeared. '' Said Robert.

I call ghost, he got more than one skill, and opening closed-door virtual and real ones are one of his many skills. He uses his key locks tools and messes with the door for a bit until it opens. Finally, I walk down with ghost behind me, I find a small girl laying naked on the floor. She's thin, too thin, her blond hair match mine only hers is dirty and matted on her head. Her blue eyes are hardly open, I can see bruises all over her fragile body. Taking off my shirt I cover her quickly and pick her up leaving this hell behind. "You're safe now baby sister" I whisper in her ears she closes her eyes letting darkness take her.

After escorting the young recruits, the deity of 9th space went to the gathering place of the deities. “Oh, number nine!” Everyone was so excited to see the 9th deity. “Hey, I have a name. My name is Maley! Don’t call me number nine!”- The 9th deity always tries to look serious. “OMG! Maley! Are you still annoyed with names?”- the Perian deity said. Maley was about to say something when an old voice resounded: “Maley, Perian, you two just come here, don’t argue!”