Overgeared

“Let’s look at your mental world.”

The words carried a faint pitch. It represented Grid’s excitement.

From Braham to Zik—Grid succeeded in making exclusive weapons for the apostles one after another and felt great joy. He almost thought that his rewards for all the hardships he experienced so far had come at once. The probability of succeeding with Intent Production was too small.

In fact, Grid didn’t have high expectations at first.

An item that was made through the unity of the apostle’s mental world—the possibilities that Braham presented and put into practice were indeed ideal, but it was difficult to achieve in reality.

First of all, the apostle had to have a mental world. The mental world also needed to be unified with Grid’s mental world. It was because the prerequisites were too demanding.

Fortunately, they succeeded in succession. He just hoped it would continue like this.

“Would you like to see my mental world?”

Grid stiffened instantly at the voice. The Mir who was wearing a faceplate that didn’t suit him was very disturbing. Wasn’t it like he heard from someone that Grid hit the young Zik in the face and he came up with his own countermeasures? It was a scene that anyone would misunderstand as an evil god recklessly assaulting his apostles.

‘Mir’s ears are thin, but Zik’s mouth is surprisingly light.’

It was after putting the mental world in the sword. Zik faced the memories that he had sealed in his mental world. It was right to say that he was in a state where his mental world was always open. He remembered what he went through as the young Zik and spread rumors...

It happened as Grid was feeling some disappointment...

Mir slipped off the thick armor and said with a calm expression, “Lord Braham said that God would be pleased if you saw me wearing this... I seem to have been deceived.”

“......”

Grid suddenly remembered something. It was the fact that Braham’s expression distorted and was almost rotten as he checked the sword that Grid made with Zik. He was clearly displeased.

‘I often don’t understand this old man.’

He could understand how Braham felt. He probably didn’t like that other apostles were benefiting from the method he devised. He felt deprived.

‘I understand, but... if he is going to pout over something like that, why did he take the risk of ascending to heaven?’

It was a big help when he obtained Raphael’s wings for Sariel... he was an old man who was hard to understand.

Grid shook his head and sat down on a rock. The place where Mir lived was as shabby as an old monk practicing ‘not having unnecessary things.’ There were no particular household items and a large rock carved by a sword replaced a chair.

“I apologize for Braham.”

“I deeply apologize for inadvertently offending you, God. About the mental world you requested… my mental world might be offensive to you, God.”

“...That won’t happen.”

Grid suppressed the question of why and reassured Mir. There was no reason to think in advance about the mental world he would have to face anyway. No matter what form Mir’s mental world took, Grid wouldn’t be offended or disappointed.

After all, the mental world was from the subconscious. Too many factors intervened in the formation of the subconscious mind. The dark side of everyone was naturally expressed. If he was going to be disappointed by every one of them, he wouldn’t have given a notice to his precious friends to create a mental world.

the

relationships Grid had made so far. It was right for Grid to understand and embrace all the things that were present in their mental world, not to hate

so, I will

as if Grid understood everything

a tool from the beginning, Grid stirred up emotions he believed he would never feel. There were omens when a mental

Grid’s mental world was a calm but hot heat, the precursor of Zik’s mental world was the sobbing of a child, the precursor of Braham’s mental world was the perception

world was opened through self-harm. By inserting a blade into his heart,

entered Mir’s mental world, ‘Broken

Click, click, click...

the inside of a huge machine.

way of speaking had such a mental

“......”

and creaking. The shape of their teeth was as

in snow and

as a stepping stone and his body rotated slowly. Nevertheless, his dopo didn’t fly and he stood as straight as a blade. This was the ability to control his body as well as his clothes and was commonly referred

hour even though no one is listening was particularly pitiful. It seemed to be unaware it was abandoned and still responded to the wishes of its maker.

purpose. Most yangbans tried to deny it or to not realize this fact, but Mir didn’t turn a blind eye to reality. He knew that if he was broken in the process

change his fate. Of course, he knew it was a long shot, so he

on the snow-covered outdoor terrace weren’t saved by Mir. Instead, the sparrows saved Mir. They made him realize that he could exist for something other than the gods. Without the sparrows, Mir’s mental world would be even more horribly ruined

of himself as a tool that is broken or is bound

fathomed Mir’s position. He was so frustrated that he almost exploded. He came

didn’t

an item like Talsha with his own hands, he would’ve

head to shake off his thoughts. As always, he could

change when you

fix me when I am

What do you mean by fix you?

had always considered

accurate piece of advice and continued.

Grid activated Intent Production.

until the broken mainsprings and gears are fitted together and working properly. Who knows? Once

fill in the

talking. Contrary to his worries, it was delivered properly. The small

“Yes.”

Ttaaang!

answer was

possible. Most of the movements were mixed, but some clearly helped Grid. They

was being restored

and his hammering accelerated. The form of the sword that was soon completed was something

[One]

[Rating: Only One

Durability: 5,900/5,900

Attack Power: 36,770~???

★ Strength + 1,000.

attack speed to the

durability decreases, a