The flickering screen was reflected in the retinas of Sirone, who rested her chin on her chin.

You hurriedly raised your head.

�what?�

In the unfinished video, Fisho�s cells, which had turned into slime, began to wriggle.

As if they were alive, their activity increased and the surface bulged up.

�Are there still more videos?�

And finally, slime in the form of a person walked in front of the screen, dripping thin liquid.�The place where the mouth was supposed to be opened wide, and the voice leaked out as it was torn open.

�Poetry��ro��yes��

It was the father of creatures, Argones.

�It�s old.�

Argo Ness, who was staring at the screen, sat on Fisho�s chair and crossed his legs.

It was clearly an event in a different time period, but Sirone felt as if he was right in front of him.

�Do you know me?�

That�s why I asked, and to my surprise, I heard an answer.

�of course.�Because I am a fisho.�

Argoneth�s slime flowed rapidly over the surface and turned into the body of a fisho.

�He is also your father.�

The skin thinned again, and immediately changed into the face of Vincent, Cirone�s father.

�I am your woman too.�

This time it was Amy.

Argones laughed.

�No, was it this?�

The people I had met so far quickly appeared as if a video was running.

Sirone said.

�But not me.�

so it�s not true

As if hearing it, Argones raised the corners of his mouth as he regained his original form.

�Hexa.�A protocol that is out of the biological world.�Certainly I can�t control you�but���

Argones kicked off the chair and came running, holding on to the video recorder and poking his face.

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