Yes, ever since [OAA] learned about its own [plane] here in Orshiga, it has often been disseminated in other [time and space] in the unpretentious external form of American comics.
He also simply calls this plane of his the [American Comics Plane].
Very concise and clear!
certainly.
All of these are just code names and have no deep meaning at all.
Apart from making it easier for outsiders to distinguish, it has no practical use.
Just think about it.
Even if you call this place [Plane A], [I want to eat a personal plane tomorrow], [Horse Kill Chicken One-Dragon Plane]... there is no problem at all.
Be the ruler here.
There is no emotion [OAA].
It doesn't matter at all whether it sounds good or not.
As for the situation where the information here is being spread wantonly.
Just like Orshiga doesn't care about her name being spread.
【OAA】I don’t care much about these insignificant things.
Occasionally, they will capture a few "travelers" who know some information from other "times and spaces", throw them into their own territory, and calmly watch them perform various unique skills.
and.
The information that is spread out will, from time to time, generate more [secondary time and space] in the outside world, which is the [beggar's version of the American comic plane] equivalent to the [peer body] here.
After restraining those [peers] that developed on their own.
Every now and then, [OAA] will make some good gains.
so.
Overall.
As of now, [OAA] is relatively satisfied with the situation.
Right now, looking around, in the body of [OAA], in the boundless [space-time territory] of the [American comic plane], the endless bubble-shaped [semi-independent space-time aggregate] is being destroyed one after another.
Colorful rivers connect them together, forming a wonderful state of mutual connection but no actual communication.
Orshiga's territory in the current [Plane], the [Special Time and Space] known as the [Crimson Dimension] in many areas, also exists here and is regarded by countless colorful rivers.
A certain node is continuously linked.
Within it, in the territory that expands without limit.
The entire [Crimson Dimension] is divided into countless different areas.
The overall structure is like a gem with infinite facets.
in every area.
Orshiga's [Clone] will have a [Secondary Clone] inserted into it, corresponding to the colored rivers connected here, that is, the [Space-Time Aggregate] linked to the [Crimson Dimension]
.
in.
The internal structure and content of certain [space-time aggregates] conform to the [Marvel system worldview] and [DC system worldview] he was familiar with in his previous life. Various [superheroes] and [supervillains] are like good and evil.
The two poles are running around everywhere.
In addition to that, there are also some weird [space-time aggregates], which are completely based on an even more bizarre [world view].
Some [world views] that ordinary people cannot easily understand.
The [worldview] of being able to mess with Fakir with a mouth full of feces, urine, and excrement balls, and then stand up and beat people...
All I can say is.
As the extension and experimental site of [OAA], in the [space-time aggregate] evolved from the [world view], there are so many weird things that Orzhiga feels the meaning is unclear even when he looks at them.
…
Except for the more extreme special cases.
In this vast territory of [American comic plane], there are naturally some interesting [world views].
Some particularly bloody, cruel or insane [worldviews].
specific situation.
You can refer to certain banned works of art.
Let’s not talk about anything else.
Just the full evil taste made Orshika quite like it.
At this moment.
In a certain area of [Crimson Dimension].
A clone of Orshiga was drinking wine with a being.
He was a guy whose appearance was not obviously different from that of a human male, but in terms of his clothing, he had a certain rural non-mainstream feel.
She has fluffy and messy long hair, thick smoky makeup, somewhat ragged clothes, and dull eyes that seem to have been rolled out too much.
Let's just say this is a homeless person on the roadside.
It doesn't seem to be a big deal for the time being.
But more or less.
It still feels a bit like that.
"I told you, I am gothic!"
“It’s a personalized dress!”
“It’s not rural non-mainstream!!”
As one drink after another poured in.
The guy named [Sandman] also started drinking mad here following Orshika's complaints.
In this regard, as one of his drinking buddies.
Orshiga didn't care much.
He just raised his feet very calmly, and after thinking for a while, asked slowly:
"Speaking of which, do you think it is better for the heir's bloodline to be closer to the [mother's] body, or to be closer to the [father's body]?"
"Recently, I think this is indeed a problem..."
And this inexplicable question also made the [Sandman], who was a little drowsy at first, perk up and immediately woke up automatically.
By the way, I also thought of many things.
"What's this mess?"
"Heir?"
"Where did you get your heir?"
"Have you finally messed up and gone wrong?"
"Who is the mother of your heir?"
The series of words were filled with an obvious sense of gossip and enjoyment.
As a character, he is completely different from Orzhiga.
A guy who could even be considered a good guy.
Although they both have the status of drinking buddies.
Occasionally they would chat and spank.
But this situation still does not allow too much communication and empathy between the two parties.
Therefore, facing Orshiga's sudden appearance of the heir and the troubles in his expression.
[Sandman] was also extremely curious and almost laughed out loud.
Don't care too much about what the other person thinks.
Facing inquiries.
Orshiga just smiled casually and said:
"It hasn't been born yet, it will take some time to gestate."
"As for the mother of my heir, you don't know her and have never had any communication with her."
Hear the words.
[Sandman]'s face showed a little bit of loss and resentment:
"Well, I thought there would be some new fun things for us to watch."
Say it.
He turned around and poured himself another glass of wine, a cheap drink.
After the glass of wine was drained, [Sandman] said again:
"But, it seems like you are ready to be a good father?"
Still an answer with no hidden intention:
"I'm not sure yet, but I do have that idea."
At this point.
Looking at Orshjana's look that should be regarded as serious, [Sandman] hesitated for a while, and then said:
"...In that case, I hope you can be a good father..."