227 – Hidden Ending (2)
[Title: Hey, am I the only one who suddenly can’t run Another World?]
Content: No, what is it? It just doesn’t work?
[Me too;;;]
[I also suddenly stopped working after updating]
***
[Title: No, what is this?]
Content: The game can be played again, but
My character has become strange?
[What you’re complaining about is that this can’t be manipulated lol]
[You just have to watch quietly as this guy called Ceylon moves by himself]
[Who the f*ck is Ceylon? LOL]
[Bring back our Kim Geum-rye!!!]
***
Wrong.
Even if something goes wrong, it is definitely wrong.
Clearly, everything was going smoothly, and there was only one final step left to complete the Great Precepts.
But-
“Why…” ?”
The destination, with only one last step left, is moving further and further away.
As if falling into an abyss.
Fria had no idea where to begin with.
There were too many places to raise questions.
“Why on earth… “
Assassin of Harasin.
A warlock of the Black Root Church.
They, who serve the Great One according to their left arm and the will of their religious leader, have been steadily carrying out a plan to bring the Great One to the real world for a long time.
We cover the entire continent with darkness and dedicate the entire continent to the Great One.
For that, we delved into the shadows across the continent and secretly peeked at the timing.
And so the time for the decisive battle finally arrived, and the darkness rose.
Quite a setback occurred due to the true Harashin’s intervention, but it was within the expected range.
As the darkness rose, many cities and villages fell or were on the verge of falling.
The continent was rapidly falling into darkness.
It was only a matter of time before a great person descended upon the world.
“Obviously everything went smoothly… “
But suddenly.
The left arm began to bite the assassins.
Demons began attacking the assassins and warlocks who had summoned them.
The light was just struggling and not being able to become an enemy of the darkness –
The darkness disintegrated itself and began to retreat from the light.
Pria was confused.
Ever since I became one with the darkness, darkness has never felt so unfamiliar.
Something strange is happening in the dark, and I know nothing about it.
Fria needed answers to her questions.
As far as she knew, she was the only being in this world who knew more about the darkness than she did, and she was the only one who could teach her about the darkness.
“Great man… “
So Fria came to the temple of the Great One.
She approached the altar and stroked it with her faint fingers.
“Now please let your voice be heard… Didn’t you embrace me in darkness? If it continues like this… I’d be lost in the dark… “
When the great world is coming to an end.
The Great One suddenly fell silent.
The deep silence made me wonder if he was just going to disappear.
He went to sleep to save his strength for the advent.
She believed that it would definitely happen.
She thought she must.
It was the Great One who dragged Fria from the world of light into darkness.
The great man made Fria, a saint who lived only for the light, turn away from her light.
All that was left to Pria now was darkness – the Great One.
If even her great person loses Fria, there really is nothing left for her.
“If you’re going to do this, why me…”
Fria barely swallowed the words that came up to her throat.
“…”
She said it was rather poisonous. Her emotions, which could not be expressed and were buried in her own heart, ate away at her Fria.
Fria surrendered her body to those feelings.
Soon she realized.
She now realizes that the emotion she needs to express to the great man is not one of regret.
“You…”
The temple was a place where Pria could feel the Great One.
But now, Fria did not feel the slightest sense of someone great.
Fria thought it was because the Great One was silent.
The reality was different.
The moment when Free returned to her temple and connected with the Great One.
Her Great One’s power that bound her was destroyed.
By the will of something.
Srurrr-
The darkness that had colored Fria’s body began to disappear as if washed away by rainwater.
The jet black dress gradually regained its original appearance.
“You…”
Tears formed around Fria’s eyes and ran down her cheeks.
“I resent you…”
Fria let out those feelings as if she had made up her mind.
A cracked dam collapses quickly.
The emotions that had been confined by domination began to overflow.
“I resent you for hurting my friends and colleagues…”
Pria is a great person with herself –
She thought of her comrades who stood up to the Demon King.
They were the first strangers that Fria, who had lived her entire life in an isolated space called the Tower of Light to protect her saintly purity, encountered.
They were friends with whom I had a pure emotional exchange for the first time.
They were invaluable colleagues.
Duties of a saint.
That was the reason why Fria participated in the war against the Demon King.
But at some point, Fria was fighting not for her duties as a saint, but for the world they lived in.
For her friends’ friends.
For her friends’ families.
For the lovers of friends.
Fria was willing to sacrifice herself so that they could safely return to the arms of her friends, family, and lovers.
For Pria, it is not a sacrifice.
She found true happiness on that path.
Forced to live the life of a saint.
The life I lived trapped in the Tower of Light felt difficult at times and regretful at times.
But, thinking that it was all just a process of meeting their colleagues, only infinite gratitude and happiness remained.
The Great One took it all away.
Precious colleagues.
And even his feelings about his colleagues.
She recalled the moment when Fria visited the graves of her comrades.
-Poor people…
She thought of herself as pitiful and foolish for those who rebelled against the great man and met a tragic end.
The girl who was released from her control faced the atrocities she had committed so far.
“Ahh…”
The girl sat down in her seat and wailed.
She covered her face with both hands and cried in silence.
At this moment.
The girl was just resentful.
I felt resentful towards the owner of this temple.
She was resentful of herself.
She, who had killed her own comrades, remained loyal to him and committed evil deeds that she could not bear to mention.
My resentment and contempt for myself rose up like a curse.
The worst of them all.
At this moment. Even though I realized that I was wrong, there was nothing I could do.
He was ugly.
And I was weak again.
Right now, I was feeling unbearable resentment towards ‘it’ – but that was all.
He did not have the power to take revenge on ‘it’.
Qualification for atonement.
I don’t have the power to take revenge.
So the girl just sat down and cried and cried endlessly.
“… “
When there are no more tears left to shed.
The girl got up from her seat and looked at her altar with empty eyes.
A precarious determination settles within those empty eyes.
The girl placed her hand on her altar.
To put an end to her ugly life and her bad relationship with it.
“There is nothing there.”
At that time, someone called Fria over.
“You…” “
Ceylon.
It was the smiling face of the true direct master of Harashin.
***
A great man.
No.
Not a very great person.
Just a minute.
A person whose meaning is poop.
After extracting the person who was trying to live in the folds of my brain, I returned to his residence to check the condition of the shell.
It was quiet.
There were no longer any thoughts inside the shell.
This time, the person has completely disappeared.
Suddenly, I remembered what happened just now.
If I were not careful, I would have devastated the whole of Arien and harmed the sheep we gave with my own hands.
“It’s disgusting… “
I wonder if the ego of the bastard with the slitted eye is also acknowledged. I was able to spit out my pure hatred for the person in my voice.
“… “
I also thought it was funny.
When I thought about it again, I thought that maybe it would be wrong to say that I was sick of it.
He has reigned as the source of evil in this world for a long time.
How many innocent people have died due to the warlocks and assassins who are Boone’s children?
I didn’t even dare to guess.
Boone deserved to be on the same level as that mustache in his underworld.
That kind of guy tried to regain the existence that was taken from me, but failed and met a complete end.
It was a very meaningless ending.
To him too.
To the people who were sacrificed by him.
Now that the source of all evil has met his end, is it all over?
“…Hmm?”
Then.
In the Temple of the One-
‘Ah. ‘No.’
I felt that someone came to my temple.
From Noble mtl dot com
This feeling.
He was a religious leader.
The pontoons and shell were connected to each other.
However, the connection method was somewhat different from the way it was connected to the left arm.
If the left arm is inclusive, would you say the cult leader is domination?
It felt like the object of resistance was being suppressed with force.
‘Is this why, unlike the left arm, I couldn’t send my voice except through my temples?’
Compared to the head of the cult, I can understand clearly.
He paid special attention to his left arm.
The story I heard from Cudalin about this came to mind.
Relationship between left arm and minute.
The left arm is the one who first heard Boon’s voice in this world and called him into this world.
It was none other than this guy who created this temple.
‘Thank goodness.’
When I realized that, I was relieved.
He met a meaningless end.
Because the left arm will never do that.
‘Adonis…’
According to Kudalin’s story, he considered his right-hand man to be a close friend whom he had betrayed in the past.
I want to properly end my relationship with Adonis, which ended in an unsatisfactory manner in the past.
I was obsessed with meeting and competing with Adonis.
“…”
I realized that what he wanted was in my hands.
I could feel the sinister smile characteristic of a guy with slitted eyes spreading across his lips.
‘I’m so satisfied, I’ll let you die.’
After organizing my future policy, I immediately relaxed the control of the religious leader.
I was curious about the reaction of the guy who was released from control.
Like that.
The leader entered his residence and was now standing in front of me.
“Ceylon…”
The leader muttered my name quietly.
“Why are you here?”
‘Is this him?’
I was surprised.
The cult leader standing before my eyes right now is the same cult leader I saw back then?
I almost didn’t recognize it.
The atmosphere of the religious leader who was freed from control was noticeably different.
Immediately, the black dress had also turned gray, as if the darkness had been lost.
More than anything, the atmosphere.
I no longer felt the alluring atmosphere as if tentacles were wrapping around my body.
What I saw before my eyes was just an innocent girl.
‘Oops.’
Suddenly my thoughts became complicated.
The story I heard from Gwangmyeong about Priya came to mind.
She was originally a saint.
A great hero who fought the devil together with the warrior and saved the world.
Such a saint returned as the head of a cult, a stooge of the Demon King.
-The identity of the religious leader was a saint…
A shocking betrayal that left Gwangmyeong stunned.
I now realize the inside story.
‘Damn it.’
Suddenly my thoughts became complicated.
‘A villain with a story?’
I became anxious about how to deal with the religious leader whom I thought was my enemy.
“…”
At that time, the leader looked at me quietly and held out his hand.
Light flowed from the guy’s hand and headed towards me.
‘Uh-uh-‘
For a moment, I thought he was trying to attack me, but he wasn’t.
The light did not contain any hostility or malice.
On the contrary, what was contained there was pure goodwill.
Like the touch of a mother washing her newborn child, a kind and gentle power enveloped my body.
To wash away the unclean things on my body.
The place where that power was directed was my mind.
‘No way-‘
Belatedly, I realized the cult leader’s intention.
The cult leader knew that I was under the control of Cudalin’s ancient artifact.
For example, the religious leader was trying to loosen my control.
“…?”
Is that why?
The leader looked at me and furrowed his gentle brow.
“You can’t believe it…”
I realized that my mind was not controlled by anyone and was in a completely normal state.
I responded to the cult leader with my characteristic goofy smile.
“Thank you. Thanks to you, I was able to escape from the control of the villains!!! Should I say this as repayment? I will give you what you wanted!”
“Is… What you want?”
I waved my arms artificially, giving the impression of a smiling face.
Then the shell hidden in the darkness is revealed.
“This is the body of a great person.”
“…!”
The religious leader’s expression was filled with astonishment.
I asked the religious leader before my astonishment subsided.
“Okay then. Now, what do you want to do?”
“…”
The eyes of the supremely gentle cult leader, the leader of an evil group, wavered mercilessly.