30 – Daring in the Fog
A desolate field with a black river flowing wildly on one side and a serpent-like mountain foot in the distance.
I was standing in the middle of it.
It is a familiar place.
The training ground of the Twelve Gods, sometimes aiming swords at warriors with swords and other times fighting spears against masters with spears.
In the midst of life and death, where I could neither die nor live, I was being bullied, no, being trained by the giants of the Heavenly Demon Church who introduced themselves as the Twelve Gods.
“…..”
What kind of madman is trying to catch me today.
As I raised my alertness, a strange sound suddenly hit my ears with the sound of cutting air.
-Titling~
‘Ah, this is the gayageum sound…’
Wait, gayageum?
A sudden intuition struck me and I hurriedly left the seat.
And at the same time, a shrieking golden note flew like an arrow.
-Shaak!
“Billion!”
At the exact spot where I was standing, dust soared and a scar appeared as if I had been hit with a knife.
-Tedding! TDDDDDDING!
And then, with the dizzying performance, the fog that covered the wilderness dissipated, and the spirited performance flew towards me.
“Please tell me it’s a start!”
I shouted out in anger, but the heartless, beautiful tone continued.
While gnashing my teeth at the golden note, I busily began to use the steps I had learned.
-Tedding! Ding! Tiding!
The dagger fired in a short forge beats the air once and scatters it.
– DDDDDDDDDDING! Tiding! TDDDDDDDDING!
The major key that strikes from all sides like a long whip moves quickly and brings the flow.
[Yes, Jangdan’s natural changes came to some extent]
Then what about this?
When the voice over the fog spoke in a laughing voice, the silence that had faded for a moment was overturned in an instant.
-Dung! Doo Doo Doo!
Unlike percussion instruments such as pianos and drums, strings, which sound by plucking thin strings, are characterized by a thin and shrill sound.
But what the hell is that heavy string sound?
Before I could question the identity of the gold-picking musician, a heavy gold note fell towards me.
If you ask me why I left the note behind…
-Dung!
– Bang!
Because the seat I was standing on literally collapsed as if some Meteora had fallen.
I hurriedly spurred the air and avoided it, but it was a moment when I felt sorry for the premonition that my heart was getting chilly.
[Did you throw yourself into the air? Getting stupid]
-Dung! Ridge! Ddu-doo-dung!
As the voice said, it was a foolish choice.
Crossfire envelops me in an instant.
It wasn’t hard to imagine myself getting bloodied by the sound of a cannonball flying through the air.
‘Damn it’
But since Asclepius is here, he won’t die.
“Wait a minute. Asclepius?”
A strange name suddenly came to my mind, and my memory suddenly came back like a flood.
Hercules’ huge hammer that shook the sky, and the jet-black new magic weapon that was young on my arm.
As I recalled this, a pitch-black sage shimmered like a shadow on both arms, just like that memory.
“Suck!”
I gathered my teeth like a fist and threw them at the sound gang that attacked me.
– Boom! Pop! Pop!
Then, the real Shinmagi was launched like a missile and all of the eumgang exploded.
[Hmm, maybe it’s because I’m used to martial arts. Even though you deal with divine power, you handle it like martial arts.]
A voice in the fog spoke to me as I neutralized all of the Yin Gangs and landed on the ground again.
“…Who are you?”
At first, I wondered if I was dreaming of training with an old Yin Gong teacher while blowing familiar Yin Gong.
It was because he realized that it was a dream, and no matter how much it was a dream, it was obviously different that Shinmagi was operated realistically and his skill level increased.
It’s true that you can’t feel the bet because you’re dreaming, but only Shinma is so fine?
I can only say that I’m lost or someone else dragged me into a dream.
“You come into my dream and use my memory as a weapon? I guess I’m not a normal person.”
-Hwiwoong!
I energized the shinmagi on both arms and raised my spirits as I aimed at the intruder beyond the fog.
“Are you related to this aura that I named Shinmagi?”
Originally, Shinmagi, even mine, is an aura that humans cannot be born with.
That’s why I can’t operate it properly unless it’s according to the rules of Muryeong Heart Gong.
That, too, was created based on the experience of causing Kwon Kang in the past in a trance at an extremely dangerous moment.
However, the fact that such aura can be manipulated so freely must be because the source of the new demon is right nearby, so the ventilation has become free.
Just as demons became stronger near me, who was a heavenly horse, and Taoist masters exerted even greater power in their homeland, which is rich in nature.
[It’s amazing. Even though the body has changed, the mind is clear, and even the memories are all intact. After all, it’s the soul I picked up.]
With a voice that did not know if it was admiration or ridicule, the existence beyond the fog quietly laughed.
A strange energy that has never been seen even in the long history of Murim.
And being the source of that energy.
[I told you. When you’re ready, I’ll come find you. And it seemed that the preparations had just been completed, so I came to visit with a sense of pride]
Don’t be so wary, sadly.
I lowered my arms while slowly putting my Shinmagi to sleep at the remark full of familiarity for a being who even had his memory rubbed in someone else’s dream.
Anyway, the opponent is the source of the Shinmage that I have.
There’s no way I can stop her no matter what she does when I see her taking the lead even though it’s my dream.
There, instead of betting, the god demon was burning and flowing, and the revived sixth sense was warning.
The dimension is different.
If that unscrupulous goddess of the crescent moon floats high in the sky, it can be clearly seen and she is like the moon that can be conquered someday.
That existence hiding behind the fog and watching me unilaterally was the darkness itself beyond that.
No matter how much humankind builds up civilization, even controlling the lightning in the sky and bringing down all the mysteries of the world in the name of science.
She alone will forever watch this little star silently from beyond the fog.
[Oh my God? I didn’t know how to understand and deal with my divine power so deeply. After all, is it because of the deep resonance of facing each other like this? Trouble, trouble]
Admiration for the small animals on hand or admiration for a newborn baby when it is a toddler.
With two similar yet different emotions, the unknown being praised me.
[At this rate, it might bloom a little faster. Whoops, that’s funny. Even though I wish that day would come soon, I wish that day would not come]
How long has it been since you’ve been so excited?
The enigmatic voice added quietly.
“Hey, who are you?”
[Me? Well? I don’t want to say much
What are you talking about?
The voice laughed as I frowned.
[You want to come find me. Follow the dark night to make a road and follow it.
If you walk and walk like that, someday you will cross the highest mountain and the highest wall to reach me]
The topic about himself is over, the voice concluded the story one-sidedly.
“Wow, I can’t help it”
[Oh? Isn’t it surprisingly easy?]
If the Shinmagi that I had originated from the voice beyond the fog, it would mean that the process of learning and understanding each and every one of those beings is itself a training process.
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Whether it’s him or she, human or god, even knowing its name.
“If you get an answer here, you might feel cool inside for a while, but it’s not the answer I got, so I’m sure it will hurt you.”
I just had one more task besides the purpose of retraining my body.
That is also a very exciting task.
“I don’t know how long it will take, but I’ll see you soon”
[…Is there ever such a happy heart?]
This time, the voice that whispered that it was lovely came quietly to my ears.
[I’ll give you a parting gift]
“A gift?”
When I asked a question, an unknown force gently grabbed my face as if it were the answer.
– Side!
Then a touch, cool and soft like the night air, lightly touched my forehead and fell.
[If you block any oracle, it will change its flow, and no power will be able to suppress you. So please feel free to wander this strange world]
After those words, my consciousness slowly began to subside.
Where are you going? If you fall asleep in a dream, is that place real or is it another dream?
[Ah, you also have brothers and sisters. If you meet, be friendly!]
…Huh? Brothers and sisters?
What do you mean by that?
When I raised my eyes again to ask a question.
I was greeted by the real world, which was the exact opposite of the bleak landscape of my dream.
Clear skies, bright sunshine.
And.
“Eup?”
“Eup?”
Even a woman as beautiful as a goddess kissing me.
…..At this level, ‘truly’ everything could be said to be the exact opposite.