Shiro woke up from her deep sleep.
Breaking out of her original body's shell, she chose the latter between continuing to evolve along her original path into a Spider Girl or taking a brand-new path to become an Elf.
Although the attributes of a Spider Girl were powerful, in this different world where there was no system to learn magic, a race with only attribute bonuses was not a good choice.
Although the Spider Girl race also had the innate talent to learn magic, how to actually go about learning it was a problem that had to be faced.
The new Elf race, however, didn't have this problem, as they were born with the ability to use dark magic.
Furthermore, evolving into an Elf didn't mean she was no longer a spider, because strictly speaking, her new race should be called a Spider Elf.
It was similar to Dryads or Flower Elves.
They were all branches of the Elf race.
Originally, this race shouldn't have existed, but since she had just absorbed a fragment of Tsukasa's power, she gained the qualification to evolve into this new race.
Just as she woke up, Shiro saw that Slime and Tsukasa roasting the leg of some monster over there. Tsukasa's eyes were focused intently on the meat on the rack, her desire to eat it completely unconcealed.
Shiro looked at her current body; it had actually become human, and her original body had turned into clothes she was wearing. Even her original scythe-like legs had now become actual scythes.
An Elf, and a brand-new branch at that—a new race that gained the innate talents of an Elf while retaining her original racial skills and characteristics.
Moreover, she felt she could return to her spider form at any time, a form even more powerful than before. This kind of Elf was completely different from the Elves in her memory, and the reason for all this was Tsukasa's power.
Tsukasa and Rimuru sensed Shiro's change and looked back at her. Then, both the Slime and the Angel showed expressions of surprise because what appeared there was no longer that ferocious spider, but a beautiful girl with white hair, red eyes, and pure white armor.
Rimuru hurriedly asked the Great Sage, "Great Sage, Great Sage, I've also absorbed quite a few fragments. Can I evolve into a human form too?"
The Great Sage replied: "Answer. Currently, the individual named Rimuru lacks the necessary conditions to mimic a human form and does not meet the requirements for evolving into a human shape."
"What is that one requirement?"
Rimuru hadn't expected the Great Sage's answer to actually show some promise; originally,
he had thought that, as someone reincarnated as a Slime, he would never have the day where he could evolve into a human form.
"Answer. To evolve into a human form, the material 'human' is still missing," the Great Sage replied.
A shiver ran through Rimuru's entire body.
He thought about how he mimicked other forms and immediately dismissed that dangerous idea.
The Great Sage's answer told him that if he wanted to mimic a human, he would have to eat one first.
But having reincarnated from a human into a Slime, he really couldn't bring himself to do such a cruel thing.
"Tsukasa."
Shiro walked between Rimuru and Tsukasa, her cold expression revealing a sense of wariness, as if she completely regarded Rimuru as an enemy.
"Is Tsukasa my name? It seems that's indeed the case." Hearing Shiro call her that, Tsukasa recalled some memories. After all, her current state wasn't amnesia, just a bit of confusion.
Her memories hadn't disappeared; her consciousness was just injured. Although the memories were there, having just been resurrected and reborn, she still needed time to reorganize her original memories clearly. Furthermore, there was great horror within those memories—some she was unwilling to remember, perhaps because she had suffered terrible devastation before her rebirth.
Otherwise, she wouldn't have known that Shiro was her companion. Overall, her soul was injured, but it wasn't a particularly serious injury; it just slightly affected her memory and would naturally recover over time.
Hearing Tsukasa's words, Shiro inquired seriously, "Was it not just your body that was injured before, but your memory was also damaged to a certain extent?"
Hearing Shiro's words, Tsukasa seemed to remember something and said with a panicked expression, "Please don't make me remember those memories right now. I think they must be very terrible! Also, I don't have amnesia; this state doesn't affect me at all. I think things are fine as they are now; I just want to rest for a bit."
That's right. As for memories, if she really wanted to remember them, it would actually be quite simple.
After all, although she was injured, it wasn't a particularly serious wound. It was the kind of minor injury that would heal naturally over time even if left alone.
The reason she didn't do so was that she was satisfied with her current state—a state where she couldn't feel any pain and could do as she pleased.
She felt that as soon as she remembered her past, she would no longer be able to maintain her current positive attitude. Moreover, she instinctively felt that staying in this state would be of great benefit to her future development.
This state had no negative impact on her; although she lacked her memories, she still remembered common sense.
Unlike true amnesia, she hadn't completely forgotten everything, so no second personality or anything of the sort would be born. If there was anything different from her previous self, it was probably that the dark side of her heart was temporarily sealed. Feeling like she had finally earned some vacation time, she didn't want it to end so soon.
Furthermore, she didn't feel any particularly fatal threats in this world, which was why she dared to act so recklessly. Her current strength already placed her at the very top of this world; she could even trade a few blows with the Creator of this world if she went all out. After all, her Divine Authority was just that unreasonable.
In that case, what was wrong with letting her relax? Once she remembered everything, she probably wouldn't be able to truly do such a thing even if she wanted to.
She was well aware of this.
She just wanted to act out a bit and release the emotions she had been suppressing for so long.
Shiro looked at Tsukasa.
Those were indeed very terrible memories because Tsukasa had been nearly dead at the time. If that mysterious power hadn't protected Tsukasa's final spirit, she would have already been assimilated into a part of the Void.
Speaking of which, the reason she was able to survive was also because Tsukasa had subconsciously protected her. Additionally, because that mysterious power didn't cast her out, she certainly wouldn't have been able to survive in that Void with her own strength; she likely would have died while still in her egg state, with no chance of being born at all.
Furthermore, if the world Tsukasa had traveled to this time wasn't this one, but somewhere far away from the world where her Main Body resided, like the previous world, the Main Body wouldn't have been able to teleport a parallel consciousness over. Then, she wouldn't have had the chance to be born. She wondered if all of this had been calculated by the master of that mysterious power.
"My name is Tsukasa. So, what is your name?" Tsukasa asked Shiro.
Seeing that Tsukasa seemed indifferent to her amnesia, Shiro didn't continue the topic. Hearing Tsukasa's question, she replied, "Shiro."
"Shiro, there's no need to be so tense. Although my current state is indeed not as good as before, there probably isn't anyone in this world who can truly kill me. After all, my concept isn't something as simple as immortality; to kill me, one must first kill my concept. But as long as it's a living being, whether human or god, they are destined to be unable to destroy my concept."
Angel Tsukasa revealed a demon-king-like smile.
Her strength had indeed decreased due to reincarnation, but what decreased was only the part of her strength as a "human"; her authority as a "god" hadn't been affected in the slightest. Actually, that wasn't entirely true; after all, her previously evolved divine body had been destroyed. Although her current body had significant development potential, there was still a gap between it and a true divine body.
But even if she had become weaker, the fact that she was a god of the concept of 'Twi-
light' would not change; the terminator of the Myriad Worlds, the final trial of the gods, the Enemy of God—these concepts were all upon her.
Even if she wasn't a First-rank God yet, even a First-rank God couldn't hope to kill her. Even gods of a higher level than First-rank Gods could do nothing against her. However, she felt as though she had somehow accepted a massive amount of karma, which would be the headache she'd have to deal with in the future.
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