(Heeding Nyreus' words, I proceed to sit down.)
(Although the chair appeared to be made of black glass, it was surprisingly comfortable.)
Well, this is the second time we have met, and this time I will get straight to the point, as I will not be able to appear in your dreams for quite some time...
And why is that?
All in good time. First, I would like to finish what we left unfinished in our previous meeting...
Do you remember we talked about your immunity to the virus?
Yes, I remember.
Well, it is that immunity you have that is the key to saving this world. To be more specific, the key is in your fluids.
Fluids?
Yes.
By fluids, you mean blood, right?
(Nyreus looks at me for a few seconds and then shakes his head.)
No, to be more precise, the cure is in your seed.
WHAT!?
(Did I hear that right?)
By seed, you mean...
(Nyreus interrupts me before I can finish speaking.)
Yes, your semen.
(Still skeptical about what he just said, a thousand questions form in my head.)
Why does it have to be that and not my blood?
(I could see a slight purple glow in Nyreus's eyes.)
I can't give you many details, but blood is useless.
(Maybe there's a reason for that, I guess.)
I understand, but by cure, do you mean that some kind of vaccine can be made against this zombie infection?
Yes, if an infected person receives your seed, whether they consume it or it enters their body in any other way, they will gradually recover, but not definitively, and they will need more of your seed to avoid succumbing to the infection.
...By any other way, you mean?
Yes, sexual intercourse.
(So basically, doing it is the cure...)
You're a god, right? And not a succubus or incubus.
Of course I'm a god.
(At this point, I find that a little hard to believe.)
Oh, and by the way, it only works on women...
(I stare at Nyreus again.)
You're not a succubus god or something, are you?
(...)
(After that, the conversation turned to how I should save as many people as possible, try to reach the end of the game, which was the encounter with the military, and try to put my life first, since I was practically the hope for this world).
That's all I wanted to tell you, but there's still some time left, and I can see from the look in your eyes that you have some questions you want to ask me.
Well, actually, I don't know if this is real or maybe a dream, but if you really are a god, then tell me.
Why were Junn and Misaki chosen as the protagonists of this game?
To begin with, I must tell you that I did not choose them. It was the person I assigned to make this game who chose them...
It wasn't you?
No, I don't really know all the details of why he chose them, but we can see the moment when he decided to do so...
(Nyreus snaps his fingers and a kind of mist forms beside him, which then forms a screen)
(On the screen appeared a man who was drawing on a kind of tablet)
This is perfect. It's been a while since I've had a good plot like this...
On the tablet, you could see Misaki in an NTR scene...
(The man was extremely focused on drawing.)
Well, I have a guess, and that is that due to my clairvoyance, he was able to glimpse different scenarios in which Misaki was corrupted, and perhaps he used that as the basis for this game...
(The man stops drawing, excited.)
I'm done...
(The man saves the scene he was drawing on his tablet in a folder which, when opened, showed Misaki herself in different NTR scenes.)
Does that mean Misaki was corrupted?
It could be, and at the same time it could not be. As I've been telling you, my clairvoyance shows possible outcomes...
So what is the true ending?
(Nyreus remains silent for a brief moment)
I couldn't tell you which one, since I locked this world in a loop and everything that happened is more of a maybe than a concrete fact....
I see...
(Nyreus snaps his fingers again and the screen made of smoke dissipates)
By the way, what will happen to me if I manage to save this world?
(Nyreus remains silent again for a few seconds)
I can't give you many details, but that will depend on your actions...
Can't you be more specific?
I can't do that...
(Why so many secrets? For some strange reason, that answer made me feel uneasy.)
(Sigh.)
I know, you can't take any risks, right?...
(Nyreus remains silent again for a couple more seconds.)
If you keep doing what you're doing...
What?
And if you're more true to yourself... I can assure you that you won't meet a bad end...
You have my word...
(Although his words were somewhat vague, they gave me some relief.)
I see, thank you...
Well, I have one more question, and that is that you must already be aware of Junn's death, right?
Yes.
(Nyreus nods slightly.)
Well, I was wondering if there was any chance I could talk to him one last time?
(Nyreus shakes his head.)
Unfortunately, I can't do that, as his soul has entered the cycle of reincarnation, so right now he's wandering in a huge spiral with other souls, waiting to be reincarnated...
(Nyreus snaps his fingers again and on the screen of smoke that formed, you could see a dark background with a huge spiral leading to a huge golden sphere)
He is now in the middle of this enormous spiral of souls, and because of that, I cannot bring him here with us, as that would mean interrupting his cycle of reincarnation. Furthermore, when he died, his being also died, along with all his memories...
(I was surprised and a little disappointed by all this information I was receiving from Nyreus).
I... I see...
(...)
(Nyreus breaks the silence)
Why are you interested in him?
Well, actually, I might not be here if it weren't for him helping me at a critical moment.
I at least wanted to say goodbye and thank him...
(Nyreus alternates his gaze between me and the spiral, then raises his hand and a small golden orb forms between his fingers).
What is that?
This is the blessing of a God.
Because he gave part of his life for this cause, it is the least he deserves.
(Nyreus shoots the orb, which passes through the screen and plunges into the enormous spiral.)
This blessing will bring you good fortune and a prosperous life in your next reincarnations.
I see...
(I turn my gaze to the enormous spiral.)
(I may never be able to thank you again for saving me, but I hope you have a fulfilling life when you reincarnate... Goodbye, protagonist.)
(...)
(After this, the conversation turned to other worlds and the process of reincarnation until Nyreus paused.)
Well, it seems your stay here is coming to an end...
Yes, I'm sorry too...
(My vision began to blur.)
(Nyreus raises his hand and envelops me in a slightly golden white energy.)
This is all I can do for you, the rest is in your hands...
(My already blurred vision suddenly darkened, and after a few seconds I found myself awake in the same room where I spent the night yesterday.)