Nanomancer Reborn - I've Become A Snow Girl?



Compared to before, the project was progressing smoothly.

Chaos could see that Anima seemed unperturbed compared to the last run. She was much more composed yet colder.

The only time she showed any emotion was when she had to end each cycle with sadness in her eyes.

After a day's work, millions of cycles have already been concluded and had their results documented yet they were far from their final vision.

Understanding that this was going to be a long ordeal, Chaos knew they would need big commitment to continue this task.

Aria seemed fine since she was enjoying her job of creating. But both Chaos and Aria knew that Anima was not her usual self so they couldn't be sure.

"Do you want to stay a while sis? We can see if there's anything wrong." Aria asked but Anima shook her head.

"No, it's fine. I'm just more tired than usual since I had to cut pieces of my soul out." Anima reassured with a weak smile before making her way out of the lab.

Seeing Anima's fatigue, Aria turned to Chaos who could only sigh.

"You know what your sister is like. It's hard to convince her when she's doing her own thing." Chaos massaged her head.

With Anima in such a state, the best she could hope for is for her to sort it out herself. If that was impossible, she'll have to resort to more extreme measures.

Returning back to her room, Anima sat down and laid down on the bed.

Even though the database was filtering everything for her, the process wasn't exactly smooth. Especially when information regarding millions of cycles was flowing in within the time span of a single day.

Clutching her head from the headache, she was going to reach through some of the reports once the headache calmed itself down.

With her new database, she had managed to create 4 categories for the reports. First is the positive reports that helped steer the civilization into a good direction, second are the positive individual reports. Third detailed negative development reports while the fourth are negative individual reports.

Anima knew that since this is the early cycles, the negatives will outweigh the positives by a large degree but she didn't expect it to be this bad.

It was roughly a ratio of one good report every ten thousand negative reports. Should she only judge the cycle through this statistic, it would be a failure. Yet the individual reports had a different result.

While the ratio wasn't as shocking as 1 in 10,000 as the overall reports, it was still much better. Only 1 report out of 100 was considered a good report but it was much better than the 1 in 10,000 ratio.

It proved that her thoughts were correct regarding how the test should be run. She couldn't overlook how despite the bad environment and overall development of the society, there was still plenty of good in the world.

Good people like Aaron still existed.

­­­­­However, seeing all of the negative reports, there was a sense of hatred within her. A hatred for how the world is run and a hatred for the unfairness of this world. 

'Unfairness? I have given everyone blessings! Everyone has a chance to obtain what they wish if they worked for it.' Anima thought with a frown. 

Trying her best to block out the foreign feelings from within, she started to flip through the records. 

The more she read, the more her face twisted with sadness and anger. Even after granting them a chance, they were still lamenting the unfairness, how the world hated them. 

'Hate? Hate?! I have given you everything you possibly need, what is there to hate? Your circumstances?! Everyone has the chance to change their fate yet you refuse to take the path.' Anima gritted her teeth and slammed her hand against the table. 

Panting heavily, she tried her best to calm the anger within her.

'No this isn't like me. Their records shouldn't affect me in such a manner.' Anima frowned as she forcefully calmed herself down. 

Flipping through more records, she could only feel disgust and despair at what she was seeing. Brave people going out and dying for the sake of many yet the many continue to lavish themselves on the people's suffering. So long as it isn't them, they do not care. 

Their sacrifice was not seen as a noble thing but rather something they should do out of their free will. 

Those that were born in good circumstances were allowed to exploit the weak to make themselves better. Even if they are given the same opportunities, the one with better circumstances will kill the competition with no hesitation.

It wasn't as though a path of revenge or a way to surpass them wasn't possible but it was much harder than she had initially thought.

'Fine, if you want an easier path so be it. Be careful about what you wish for.' Anima narrowed her eyes as her aura started to fluctuate. A dark energy started to flow out of her as she brought out the system and began to make some adjustments. 

She'll grant them a portion of her power, one that will allow them to fulfil their goal. But in doing so, they'll lose their minds once their goal has been achieved. If one seeks to take the easier path they must accept the risks that come with it. She made it clear with the notifications, if they truly desired her power to make life fair then they must pay the price. 

Witnessing all of this, Shiro understood that this was where Fallen started to come into existence. 

She was watching everything she knew about slowly being created by the original Anima. Whether that be the system, database or even the option of becoming Fallen due to the First Born of Destruction's blessing. It all happened here. 

Naturally, Shiro also noticed the changes within Anima herself that she seemed to have overlooked. 

While she may have thought that she was filtering out the foreign thoughts, her judgment had already changed without her knowing. If it was before, she never would've done any of this. Yet she's accepting it like it's only normal for her to make these choices.

Even without seeing the soul, Shiro could tell that roughly 30 to 40% has been corrupted by the foreign thoughts, otherwise the change in decision making would not be this extreme. 

Over the next few days, Anima continued with helping the experiments. With each passing day, she continued to look more fatigued while going through the records that each cycle left behind. The number of people gaining the Fallen status was astronomical as it was an easy path in life. 

Even with the risks and the dangers explained, they still chose the easy path. Moreover, she continued to burden herself with the records of each cycle and read through their anger towards the world. 

Her own patience was also running thin and she was becoming more irritable. She wanted to make the world better for those that had good goals in life but she couldn't give them an unfair testing ground. 

Not to mention, with Aria being the one to choose the parameters regarding the cycles with Chaos helping her, the worlds will never be ones that showed them peace. 

Returning to her room, Anima sat down and looked at her hands.

"If I try I can probably do what Aria's doing. While our powers are opposites, I've seen it enough times so emulating it on a small scale shouldn't be an issue." Anima muttered. 

Bringing her hands in front of her, a tier 9 magic circle appeared in front of her as creation energy flooded the room. It wasn't as impressive as Aria's display since it was the opposite of her own divinity but it was sufficient for a small cycle.

Something on the level of a city was the most she could do. 

But this was fine. She was going to give them everything they ever want, everything they ask for. She'll actively take part in their development to see how the cycle will progress. 

Plus, she was just going to grant the wishes that benefited the world the most. 

She'll even make sure to manifest herself every year so that she can prove to them the presence of god. 

With the cycle now created, a small smile appeared on her face.

'Surely this will be good right? Surely they'll be happy with the world I give them now…' Anima thought while caressing the orb gently. 

A church was made in her name, she granted them farmland, cattle and every joy they could imagine. 

They asked for comfortable living and she fulfilled this wish. Tall buildings with each room more lavish than the rooms that nobles got in the other cycles. 

They asked for bountiful food and she granted it, allowed the chefs to conjure whatever delicacy they could desire. 

They asked for scientific advancement to allow them to explore. Anima helped them develop the digital world. They wished for a special type of material that bended to their will, allowing them to emulate the power of creation.

She granted them that power. 

They asked, she gave. 

From the outside perspective, the world was perfect. A god that listened to your worries, a perfect society.

And yet, despite all of this, the cycle ended in failure. There was no joy in their heart, no gratitude. Only hate and anger.