How To Live As A Writer In A Fantasy World chapter 505

Atonement (2)

“You think Isaac will suffer penance?”

Marie looked at Cecily with her blue eyes wide open. Cecily nodded heavily at this.

She even made sure that Isaac had entered the chapel and went straight back to the dormitory.

Then, while Lena was still sleeping, she told Marie and Adelia something.

Isaac would not only write a book there, but he would experience asceticism like a real hero’s mental training.

Mora did not tell us what it was, but it was a situation that could be said to be very difficult.

Also, originally, Leona and Arwen should have been called too, but these two will be explained separately due to their own circumstances.

“Yeah. I don’t know the details, but Mora-sama as well as Luminus-nim agreed. Maybe it’s different from what we knew.”

“Why? No matter how frivolous Isaac is, he’s trying to take responsibility.”

Marie asked as if she didn’t understand. The longer the days spent with Isaac, the more I was able to learn many things.

First of all, Isaac seems mature and caring, yet has a strong child-like side.

Usually, he shows a mature appearance, but when unexpected situations unfold, he tends to flounder like a child.

It’s a somewhat contradictory personality, but it’s not hard to understand when you look at the miserable life of your previous life.

A person who is introverted and reluctant to go out, but who longs for affection without realizing it.

Indecisiveness also stems from this. I couldn’t push people away even if they showed me a little favor.

Isaac is a person who enjoys even the smallest happiness as if he had the whole world.

“And didn’t the gods anticipate such a situation and allow it to be written? I have a strong sense of contradiction?”

Above all else, it was Luminous and Mora who gave permission to write Blood and Steel.

Blood and steel caused a revolution in Machina and an unprecedented Great Depression, but it was like squeezing out the pus.

If the Great Depression broke out in the distant future, it would have been several times worse than it is now, and there is an evaluation that the Minerva Empire would not even be able to revive.

It was absurd, beyond incomprehensible to Marie, to force her to be ascetic even though it was like this.

“Marie is right. Although Isaac was frivolous, the unavoidable part of this situation is stronger.”

Adelia also agreed with Marie’s opinion as to whether it was easy to get past this time.

At best, the tumor growing inside the body has been removed, but there is something different about taking responsibility for dying from illness. The shameful thing is oily resin.

From Isaac’s point of view, it’s a situation that can make him more angry than unfair. This asceticism is more likely to have an adverse effect on the contrary.

There is no point in writing a book depicting Mora as an evil god or even declaring that Isaac, whose mental state has collapsed, declares a desperate need.

Cecily listened to them and nodded as if she knew, then quietly explained.

“That’s right. I don’t deny that either. Mora-nim also admitted it.”

“But why?”

“You saw the future.”

“What future?”

In response to Marie’s question, Cecily remained silent for a while, then brought out a rather shocking story.

“A future in which Isaac cuts off his own hands.”

“······What?”

“yes?”

Marie and Adelia’s eyes widened at the unexpected words. For an artist, the hand is an indispensable part of the body that brings wealth and honor.

The fact that the artist cuts off his own hand is an extreme declaration of necessity, and it is only possible when one is mentally concentrated.

But Isaac, who has a weak heart, cuts his wrist by himself. I couldn’t even comprehend just how serious the situation was.

“Cow, cut your wrist? You yourself?”

“yes.”

“Is this the future that Mora saw properly?”

It’s a rather blasphemous question, but that means it’s shocking. There are only a few people taking care of Isaac right now.

It must be a future that far exceeds expectations. I was afraid of what the future would be.

“The future is fluid, so even the gods can’t predict it easily. The same goes for the future when Isaac cuts off his wrist. But for now, the probability is high.”

“Why… what the hell is going on…”

Marie couldn’t come out of her words in shock. Adelia also kept her mouth shut, but her face hardened as hard as it could be.

Cecily waited quietly until they could make up their minds. But she, too, is confused on the inside.

You don’t know how surprised I was when I heard the story from Mora. At the same time, there was a great sense of shame.

He and the demons were saved by Isaac, but he couldn’t be a supporter during his most difficult time.

However, the future delivered from Mora could not be sustained even with a brace. Because this was closely related to Isaac’s previous life.

“Do you know what the future holds?”

In the meantime, Marie, who had finished organizing her thoughts, asked helplessly. Cecily nodded heavily at him.

Then she turned to look at Marie and Adelia, and spoke in a slightly subdued voice.

“You said that this is the future that touches Isaac’s greatest trauma that has been passed on from his previous life.”

“Continued from a previous life? Isaac’s previous life…”

As Marie spoke up to that point, she covered her mouth with both hands. Adelia, who was beside her, looked at Cecily with hopeful eyes.

Isaac’s past life is known not only to his family, but also to all his lovers.

Isaac’s world, that is, the Earth, was an incredible world in many ways, but apart from that, Isaac’s personal life was full of tragedy.

Losing her parents in an accident is tragic enough, but her girlfriend cheated on her. Even though the state maintained the conscription system, there was no welfare.

That is the reason why I love my family so much after reincarnation. Isaac never wants the ‘harmonious family’ to be broken.

“Who? Who the hell? Who does that? Demon worshipers?”

As Marie was still in shock, Adelia spoke in an angry voice.

Not at the level I touched, but one member of the family, maybe more, must have been greatly upset.

It is safe to say that Isaac’s status was close to God, but harming his family was almost impossible.

Even if it does, it will be suppressed in advance. So, only demon worshipers can do this.

“No. You said you’re not a demon worshiper.”

But Cecily shook her head and denied Adelia’s words. If you’re not a demon worshiper, then who the hell is?

“people.”

“people?”

“Yeah. Following on from the recent Great Depression, people who could be affected by each Isaac’s book in the future.”

People who can wear, not people who wear them. In other words, people who are not harmed now.

Marie and Adelia were even more puzzled by the answer that not demon worshipers, just ordinary people harming Isaac’s family.

Although the Great Depression produced a terrible phenomenon, it was just that the pus burst early.

“why?”

At Marie’s question with various meanings, Cecily sighed deeply.

Then she pulled it out of her mouth.

“Because people are cunning.”

It was a word that clearly penetrated the ugly nature of man.

******

I also know what I did wrong. I know it was irresponsible. I know it was frivolous. Lastly, I know that I wasn’t very interested in other people’s affairs.

You just wanted to write something interesting? That only works when writing Xenon’s biography, and blood and steel are different books.

Various thoughts and tragedies contained in blood and steel. The worst war in the world caused by those tragedies.

As my sister and sister mentioned, if I were an ordinary writer, I would have just skipped over the interesting parts.

But this is a stupid idea. I inherited even pure power from Hirt, and even received an invaluable gift called Ariel.

A single word can change the world, but since a book with all kinds of flavors has been published, the aftermath must be beyond your imagination.

In fact, I did not accept these phenomena as ‘reality’, but simply treated them as something else.

[Sorry, guys. Today’s job is…]

[What should I do? Now the food is slowly running out…]

[Mom. I’m hungry. When do you eat?]

And after entering this space, I realized that it was nothing else.

Now, in front of me, the head of the family who could not find a job and the family whose life was devastated by it caught my eye.

The Great Depression from the Minerva Empire caused a major economic recession around the world, and the symptoms did not discriminate.

The nobility collapsed due to the bankruptcy of the upper and lower companies in which he had invested, and he threw himself away because he could not withstand the shock.

The middle class is no different from the nobility. By today’s standards, they are the biggest victims.

[Oh God! Why are you giving me such an ordeal!]

puck!

When a commoner’s family who could not find a job was suffering, someone next to him blamed God and threw himself away.

Eventually, as soon as a person touches the ground, it pops like a balloon! It exploded and splattered bright red blood everywhere.

This would not have been possible in the first place, but this is a space that God has set aside for my training.

The red blood that spread on the floor like a balloon bursting begins to spread slowly.

Soon, the red color that spreads to the desperate family as they hug each other tightly.

[It’s just a little hard. I’ll try to get a job somehow. so······]

shaa-

When the red blood spilled completely on the head of the family, who was trying to support his family somehow, the man turned to dust and disappeared.

The housewife, shocked by this, was about to say something, but the housewife was also dyed red and eventually turned into powder like a man.

In the end, three children were left without parents. The children were not stained red, but traces of knowing and knowing remained.

What does that mean? Does this mean that the Great Depression destroyed many families in this way?

buck- buck- buck-

As I was confused, the boy, supposedly the eldest, began to move forward. His body, which was all white, had red spots all over his body.

I looked at the boy from afar. He is quietly moving towards the street where the boy’s father went to find a job.

Maybe it shows that time has passed, the boy’s height and body; gradually began to grow.

Even so, the red spots all over the body remain the same. On the contrary, the size of the red spots seemed to have gotten bigger due to the bigger body.

[What is the savior? Our house was ruined because of him.]

A boy who puts a dagger in my chest No, it’s a young man’s tidbit. I stared at the young man’s path without saying a word.

The young man is just going backwards on the path his father had taken a while ago. As if to express the feeling of leaving.

And the young man was not alone on the street. It used to be a quiet street before, but now it is somewhat crowded.

The people around them were all pale, but their clothes were different. It seems that the Great Depression was somehow resolved.

However, people’s bodies are covered with red spots like a young man. Few were as severe as the young man, but most had red spots.

“·······”

I stared blankly at the people passing by on the street, then slowly moved my gaze.

A desk and chair were placed in the middle of the street in advance, and a typewriter was placed on it.

The white people are walking around casually, avoiding the desk. I walked towards the desk as if possessed.

quiver-

A subtle noise that hits your ears as soon as you sit down on the chair. I sit down on a chair and look around the street again.

The scene I just saw is still in my mind, but it hasn’t even started.

What was the purpose of coming here? Did he not come to this space by himself to write even the invasion of Poland?

I swallowed my saliva and put my hand on the typewriter. I felt my palms soaked with sweat from the tension.

OK······

swish!

People who were busy walking on the street turned their heads at once. Directly towards me, no matter who comes first.

I couldn’t help but squirm when my countless eyes met me out of nowhere. It feels as if each gaze becomes a chain and binds my body tightly.

Even his face was so pale white that he even evoked fear. He exudes a feeling of being human, but not human.

However, that is the reality. The world gives me countless attention whenever I write. To the point of being more terrifying than the burden.

After seeing the broken family and the young man who resented me, my feelings have completely changed.

They are watching me intently. This has not changed.

At the same time, I am now afraid. They are afraid of what other social phenomena will arise after the Great Depression.

The red spots all over the body are the effect. A red spot that may be even bigger than it is now.

gulp-

I swallowed my saliva again. I could feel the cold sweat running down my cheeks vividly.

bump-

Then, let me type for a very short time.

procrastinate-

The red spots on the person in front of him were very slight, but very slight, but they started to grow bigger.

I think I know what that means, even if someone doesn’t explain it to me. But I couldn’t stop.

Knock-knock-

So I ignored the phenomenon and continued typing.

procrastinate-

The red spots are growing incessantly.