Episode 189: An Angel Taking a Observation Lesson (12)
Simulacrum.
An imitation that is more real than the real thing.
A clone that is so close to the truth that it makes the truth a lie and takes its place.
Such cloning could only be made with science and technology that transcends dimensions, or magic that had reached its limit.
The replica created in this way is no different from the real thing.
Appearance is natural, behavior, tone of voice, small habits that even you are not aware of, to the taste and attributes of that person.
A replica is born, in which everything is nothing like the real thing.
Yes.
A copy that is nothing like the real thing.
The referee looked at the summoned ‘he’. The referee’s father, the man who looked a little older than the boy’s memory, muttered, unable to hide his embarrassment.
“Hey, where are you?”
However, most of his appearance remained the same, although he looked a little older.
The gold necklace that remained in my memory, the tattoo that glimmered on her sleeve, and yet, she always adorned herself with a luxury item.
And it looked like he was still taking ‘medicine’ because his eyes were open.
Perhaps the effects of the drug did not go away, and the referee, who was far away, could not be seen.
At that moment, a cry was heard from somewhere.
uh-huh-
The crying of a child hiding under the sofa.
uh-huh-
The sound of that child who was holding back her tears while keeping her mouth shut.
Like a lullaby I heard right before I went to sleep, I couldn’t forget it.
thump- thump-
The referee sensed that his heart was beating slowly.
If you are excited, your heart should beat fast, and if you can’t control your emotions and run wild, your heart should also run.
But when you really want to kill someone.
heart beats slowly
very slowly.
Like a boy’s heart frozen by a witch’s hand.
“Damn it, you said it would be safe. damn it! Why the hell did you just take all the money and eat it until I was brought to a place like this?”
doubly- doubly-
“Doorman! Come out, doorman!”
Hearing the man’s bewildered voice, the referee gathered up his thoughts without making any expression.
What if it had been a reflection?
How would you feel if you looked at yourself in fear?
if not… … .
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No, it was all pointless.
‘After all, it was unreasonable in this way.’
It wasn’t for nothing that Gori said that this method was close to suicide. The referee realized that and nodded.
‘Before it gets worse, I have to kill that clone and meet Gori again.’
The referee took out the Flabellum from his arms and fell into thought.
‘Is there any other way for him? Or should I erase the memory too?’
erase your memories What kind of memories will fly away?
Am I going to lose everything after gaining a new life as a referee? Or will any one of the three girls, Marie, Soya, and Hongwol, be forgotten?
‘Maybe that’s better.’
The referee nodded once more.
‘If I become a fallen angel, the children who believe in me will suffer.’
Kuu-wook- As he imagined the scene, the referee’s fists were clenched even harder. The hand holding the sword’s handle turns white.
‘It should never happen.’
That should never happen, so the referee was trying to stay away from the children. So, this time too, I had asked an outsider named Gori, not the girls.
Because I didn’t want to hurt anyone I’ve been close with in this life.
It’s best not to fall, but you know that it’s impossible in a world like this. If you fall, no one of your friends will know, and if you fall, don’t fall with anyone else.
The referee wanted that.
The referee is standing in close proximity to the simulacrum.
Recognizing the referee only at that time, Simulacrum looked at the boy with a curious glance, even though he was startled.
“Girl? No, is it a boy? if not… An elaborate doll?”
Simulacrum takes a step back and opens his lips.
“No, no. you. yes, you.”
Simulacrum shrugged his shoulders as if he had remembered the referee’s face.
“you you. That’s it.”
“What? What am I?”
“He, my son.”
“… I am not your son.”
How could such cold words come out of you?
The referee was not surprised by the chill that he exhaled, and raised his lips sullenly.
“The devil will take you to hell.”
“No, what are you talking about? oh boy have you forgotten me?”
Why do demons become demons?
Some say that life is so sweet that it turns into a devil, and another says that when a person despairs and falls into a place where there is no light, he turns into a devil.
But as many people know.
The origin of the devil as most people know it is.
fallen angel.
It is orthodox that fallen angels become demons.
＜The demon power responds.>
＜Dark Karma responds.>
An angel who deals with dark karma.
That is the devil.
the pinnacle of evil.
The referee’s silver coins were starting to turn red.
“Did you forget that your mother and I were good friends?”
The white school uniform of the central academy gradually turned black.
“I gave that stupid woman a place to live and sometimes gave her pocket money.”
And the blonde, who had been emitting a bright morning light, gradually began to emit a dark light at night.
“Yeah, sometimes we fight, but that’s what all adults do. You know, because you’re old enough.”
That one-sided violence and insult.
And a night of brutal s*xual desires.
The referee smiled once more as he recalled the memories of those days when there was no light.
“know. I remember everything.”
“no. I think I treated you a little harshly, but I was young at the time.”
“I was younger.”
Seeing the tears welling up in the simulacra’s eyes, the referee couldn’t help but smile a little more sadistic.
“It’s fun.”
Even though it’s an alter ego, it’s so much fun to scare someone.
It was an amazing discovery.
“This is so much fun.”
How did you just find out about such a fun thing?
He was an angel referee who lost half of his life.
Isn’t it too sad to end something fun so quickly?
Shall I make it a little more frightening?
Shall I make it a little more painful?
Shall I make it a little more desperate?
The referee slowly approached the simulacra, unfolding all sorts of dark delusions that he shouldn’t have thought of as an angel.
In some cultures, when a conversation stops and there is a sudden silence, the reason is that a ghost is passing by at that moment.
It is said that when a very scary ghost passes by, even if people do not recognize it, the soul inside the human body recognizes the ghost and trembles in fear, making it impossible to open its mouth.
“That, uh.”
For the same reason,
The conversation between the referee and simulacra had to stop.
“Uh-huh!”
fear.
The fear that the enemy itself radiates from the transcendent.
Seeing the simulacra twisting his body almost like a seizure, the referee felt regret.
“You are too weak. I haven’t even started anything yet.”
And the fact that, no matter how sophisticated it was, in the end it was a fake, made the referee even more uninteresting.
“Then, can I bring the real thing?”
Impossible.
In this room that embodies the attributes of a heavenly sanctuary, it is absurd to summon something from the outside in this room.
It would have been absolutely impossible if it wasn’t for an existence that could destroy the heavens alone and change the color of this world.
only the devil
It was only possible for a fallen angel called the Demon King.
＜The demon power responds.>
＜Dark Karma responds.>
The referee smiled at the power overflowing from below. It’s such a powerful force. In the meantime, doing good deeds and accumulating angelic powers was so powerful that it meant nothing.
＜The angelic power is eroded.>
＜The angelic power is eroded.>
＜The angelic power is eroded.>
＜The angelic power is eroded.>
With this strength, even Park Jin-ho can win.
Of course, Russa can also win.
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No, even if all the professors came rushing in, I was not confident enough to lose.
It’s such a powerful force.
“The power of the world itself.”
Feeling the dark karma boiling over his white hands, the referee realized that he had acquired a new power.
And the referee held hands as if praying.
To summon the being he hates so much to this place.
The wind began to blow where there was no wind.
The referee’s black hair fluttered, and his dark sleeves swayed together.
“Power Activation.”
The referee mumbled in a smooth voice.
“The authority of a fallen angel who rules over darkness.”
It felt like an evil laughter could be heard somewhere in my ear.
＜Finally, my compatriot, my cute referee.>
It was as if I could hear the voice of a being who darkened the world from the deepest abyss.
＜You are beginning to realize the nature of this world.>
The referee found this situation so amusing and pleasant that he had no choice but to start the summoning ceremony.
＜My young referee.>
like that.
＜I.>
＜I’ll go take care of you.>
Summoning has begun.
* * *
A tingling sensation, like splitting your head in half. Soya had no choice but to widen her eyes at this unfamiliar sensation.
“Wow, it’s dangerous.”
Seeing Soya suddenly dropping her shoulder, Hong Wol also felt something unusual.
“… Something’s wrong, boy.”
The terrifying feeling that anyone who felt karma would want to run away at any moment was brutally driving the two girls.
“Hey ah ah… … !”
“Uhhh. Ouch.”
What can only be called the core of darkness. He was looking for someone who was very similar to him.
The one who determines the world.
Evil with infinite malice.
It was slowly creeping up to the ground.
Life that was enough to shock even a strong superman was flowing through the gaps in the second classroom.
And that life gradually, gradually became darker.
Tears welled up in Soya’s eyes, and even Hong Wol lowered her ears, crouching down and taking a step back.
“Soya, a hero means a brave person.”
warrior (勇士).
It means a brave warrior, and it means that courage is the first priority to face the demon king.
“We must have courage… … !”
If you open the door, you will come across ‘it’.
Then you won’t be able to survive.
But if you can’t open the door, ‘it’ will be completely summoned.
If that happens, the world will perish.
“Silly.”
Soya wiped away her tears and muttered.
“Magically a hero.”
Soya was going to sign a seal.
But his hand trembled as if he was holding a power drill, and for no reason his breathing became so rapid that he could not memorize the spell.
“You are the one who changes the world. Not like a brave person… … .”
Will they be able to defeat the Demon King?
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No, no. never possible
It was an unlikely story.
‘All-out war between the Demon King and humanity. Not a single win out of 100 million simulations. The professors were annihilated by the perfect demon lord in just one hour, and even with all the other powerful ones, they couldn’t last more than two hours.’
Soya’s logical judgment was strongly arguing that there was a possibility that she had to run away from here right now.
‘If it was just the two of us, we couldn’t even win against the Demon Dragon. Then, of course, there is no way you can defeat the Demon King.’
have to run away
‘If you include the runaway referees. Victory, the probability of winning… … .’
I want to run away.
‘The chance to win… … .’
still.
“What? A hero is a brave person? It does not make sense… … .”
Soya’s white fingers danced to their liking. A certain magical beast that ends so calmly.
“still.”
Soya wiped away her tears and said.
“Today, I will tell you that you were right… … !”