Love Letter From The Future chapter 413

6. Proof of Existence (1)

6. Proof of Existence (1)

Dreams come unexpectedly.

I closed my eyes and floated in my unconscious, then I came to my senses like a fish swimming in water.

It was a dark field.

The world where the sun did not rise was robbed of its brightness and produced a gloomy superb view. It was hard to find even the slightest movement in a place where all life had disappeared.

Leaving behind the complete silence, I took a step.

The corpses and weapons were in harmony to form a forest of shadows. A world where not even crows howled was so lonely.

The man stood alone over it.

Until I got close, he didn’t say anything. He couldn’t even hear his breathing, so it was doubtful whether he was alive or not.

Sound was then born.

“They are all dead.”

The man’s tone was blunt.

A dry voice suitable for an achromatic world.

I just opened my mouth

The warmth was finally returning to his mouth.

“Why did you come here today?”

With that one word, the man’s eyes glanced at me.

The golden pupil was already coolly sinking.

Even so, I thought those eyes were like fireworks.

Because it was the only color that shined alone in the black and white line art.

“Consciousness is not a fixed space. It is wider and more unusual than you can imagine.”

“It seems like we’ve always been called similar places in the past.”

The landscape that passed through my mind as I questioned it was a space covered with cracked air and endless darkness.

It was natural since it was the place where I had met the man.

But today, I unexpectedly reunited with the man on the field.

I couldn’t help but feel suspicious.

Of course, the man didn’t seem particularly interested in that fact. His gaze, which had been on me, shifted back to the corpse.

“Because I kept it that way.”

The man’s language was always plain and clear.

It was a speech that left no room for objection.

Still, I didn’t explain everything.

Eventually, I had to frown and ask another question.

“… … But not now?”

“Delphirem is coming.”

It wasn’t the answer I was looking for, but it was a testimony that felt heavy emotions.

Fatigue and hatred, remorse and despair, and seething murderous intent.

He said with a tired expression on his face.

“I thought I had more time to prepare. I only knew that if I gradually prepared myself, even you would be able to stop Delphirem somehow. But you turned the clock too fast… I feel the presence of the monster more and more strongly.”

The calmly pouring words pointed in one direction like the needle of a compass.

At least not with a bow.

I listened to the man’s warning while at a loss for words.

“Since she lost two family members in a row, she must have worn out too. You may have thought it was a coincidence, but now I’m sure it’s looking at you too.”

“You mean to be careful in the future?”

“No, no need to be careful.”

The man finally turned his back and faced me head-on.

And the assertion without even a single doubt continued.

“Even if you’re careful, nothing will change… Can you cover the sun with your hand and avoid the moonlight?”

I wonder if that’s too pessimistic.

I was about to say something like that, but I had to keep my mouth shut.

The eyes of the man looking at me were infinitely serious.

In the past, you may not have known.

But now i know how much the man had to struggle.

Still, he had to lose so much.

Although I said I would go another way, it was not a shabby way to be laughed at.

That was the path the man walked.

Instead, I threw out the question I had been harboring all along.

“Is this a battlefield?”

“maybe.”

It was an unusually ambiguous answer.

I looked around at the corpses strewn about. It was after the deaths of various life forms, from unknown monsters to monsters and humans.

In fact, what I really wanted to ask was also related to this.

It was so diverse.

Usually, if they collided on the battlefield, it was difficult to accumulate corpses of various species like this.

It was because it was difficult to harmonize with each other due to the limitations of the race in the first place.

What would happen if there was infighting among allies, or if a certain race ignored the strategy and showed sudden behavior?

So, the scene where the corpses of various races were mixed was inevitably unfamiliar.

Even if they could somehow combine the various races, they wouldn’t mix like this randomly.

It didn’t take long for my doubts to be resolved.

It was because the man answered my curiosity.

“I killed him.”

It was a confession without any hesitation.

It felt like a scene where an emotionless killer confesses his sins.

That much, the man’s expression was sudden.

I looked at the man with slightly surprised eyes.

“All… It’s a sin I’ve been accumulating. All the enemies in my memory seem to be here.”

“So many?”

My questioning eyes inadvertently turned to some of the corpses scattered around.

There were many monsters and beasts, but half of the corpses on this field were human.

Even if you can’t, it will be hundreds to thousands.

Perhaps realizing the implications of my gaze, the man answered in a blunt voice.

“Yes, so many… . There were many reasons to die. I forgot about it at some point.”

That plain statement weighed heavily on my chest.

My vision started to tremble slightly.

Do we have to take so many lives?

For that wonderful slogan of saving the world.

The man was watching me without saying a word.

As my quivering eyes crossed the corpses, he muttered silently.

“That man worked with the Dark Church to sell orphans. I denied it until the end, but the evidence was too clear. The bereaved family believed until the end that he was innocent. Accusing me of being a murderer… Also, that girl was a test subject for the church.”

one, two by one.

The man’s voice recited the reason someone had to die was flat. It was as if a priest examining a corpse was reciting the cause of death.

It was bizarre.

But it was reasonable.

Every one he had to kill had a good reason.

The longer the man spoke, the less I talked.

It was around that time that my eyes, which had been looking around in dismay, stopped.

Suddenly, I felt the sensation of staring down at a corpse.

As if the corpse itself had a gravitational force, I inadvertently took a step.

It was a lying corpse.

The damage was not severe, so even looking at the back, the body shape was roughly inferred.

be used to.

The moment that thought crossed my mind, I stumbled and sat down.

Kak, I heard a rupture in my head.

It felt like shards of broken glass were traveling through the blood vessels in my brain. I gritted my teeth at the first pain I felt in my life.

“I-that corpse… Shuuu!”

I couldn’t even scream, and only the fragmented questions lingered in my mouth.

that body.

What the hell is that corpse?

The man threw a nonchalant glance at me, and my vision began to turn bloody.

Blood was flowing from his eyes.

It’s like I saw something I shouldn’t have seen.

Only then did the man respond with a meaningful response.

“That corpse… … .”

My vision shook, and I fell facedown on the ground like a puppet whose strings had been cut.

No, is it correct to say that it is overturned?

I didn’t even feel like I was bumping into anything. But I was rich again.

As if dreaming, the senses fade.

It was a sensation as if all the contents of the vessel called the body were evaporating.

Only voices from far away remained in my memory.

“The person you must kill from now on.”

And I woke up gasping.

It was my room in the nostalgic dormitory.

I held the canteen in my hand, feeling the remaining pain like reverberation. I always had a canteen full of cold water on the table by my bedside.

That’s why it’s comfortable the next day after drinking.

As the cold water rushed down my esophagus, a familiar change caught my eye in the corner of my vision.

A letter that arrived at some point.

I sighed and checked the calendar.

More than a week had already been deleted. It meant that the personality of the future had been moving for a longer time than the last time.

Are the aftereffects of the last call slowly recovering?

When I was in the Percus Territory, there was a time when I unreasonably summoned a future personality. In the aftermath, he couldn’t be active for a while, but he seemed to have regained enough energy to spend another week.

It wasn’t bad.

After all, it was true that his help was helpful.

With that thought in mind, I was about to open the envelope.

Smart, and someone knocked on my door.

I tilted my head and looked out the window.

It was a time when the twilight of dawn had not yet gone. Few people were able to come to me at such an early hour.

I was curious about the contents of the letter right away, but I couldn’t stand the customer like this.

I yawned and got up. And it took mere seconds to trudge and open the door.

A saintess was standing across the door.

With very tired eyes.

In her hand was a briefcase.

When I made a dumbfounded expression, the saintess frowned in annoyance.

“What are you doing now? Once you receive this document, I won’t let you go unless you clearly explain your intentions… Oh my God, Ian?”

The saintess, who continued to speak while grinding her teeth, soon opened her eyes wide.

It was right after our eyes met.

I was really pretending I didn’t know anything. As soon as she saw this, the saintess seemed to have a hunch.

The fact that my personality has come back again.

The saintess broke down in tears as soon as she realized that fact.

“Ah, Lord… thank you Thank you for allowing that playboy who would not be happy even if he chewed it to death… … .”

“No, I haven’t left yet… Rather, what is it?”

Even as I stood up the body of the saintess making the sign of the cross, I couldn’t overcome my uneasiness and asked again.

At this point, I had no choice but to realize.

what else have you done

While I was losing my mind, ‘Ian Percus’ came from the future.

The saintess finally came to her senses and entered the room.

As if to share a secret story, she cautiously closed the door and silently handed out an envelope.

It was the attitude that all the answers were contained there.

Even though all I had to do was reach out my hand, I couldn’t move hastily because of anxiety.

Instead, I put forward a few hypotheses.

“Have you ever hit anyone?”

Shaking my head.

After confirming that the saintess shook her head, I asked with a more trembling voice.

“Hey, maybe… Did you kill it then? He must have been the one to kill, right?”

“No! Can’t you get this document right away?!”

Today, the saintess’ patience was not deep.

I was instantly stunned by the woman’s high voice. He would only be scolded if he tried harder on the saintess than this.

Eventually, my hand carefully accepted the paper envelope.

The sender was the Holy See of the Holy Land.

Maybe that’s why the saintess brought it?

As it was, the seal on the envelope was torn open and the document that appeared in front of me was in a style I had never seen in my life.

My eyes read it straight away.

After a few seconds, my impressions were:

“… … What is this?”

“It is a document notifying the fact that it has been referred to the Inquisition.”

I kept my mouth shut.

Inquisition?

Does that mean I’ve been summoned as a defendant?

Immediately, a surge of emotion surged up my throat.

“No, does that make sense?! For what the hell… … !”

The saintess did not answer my question.

He merely pointed to the papers with a glance.

I clenched my teeth and read the lines with bloodshot eyes.

It wasn’t long before the passage that would clear up my doubts was revealed.

‘Allegation: Blasphemy (sexual harassment)’

and silence.

How long had it been since neither I nor the saintess opened their mouths?

The sound of grinding teeth rang out.

“The crazy bastard is really… … .”

I couldn’t help but mutter as my hand holding the document trembled.

A future personality helps?

it was canceled

He was just a son of a bitch who just wanted to bully me.

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Comment

  1. Erasedmoon says:

    It was either Celine or Ian’s sister (not the clone)

  2. Jecker 17 Jecker 17 says:

    That corpse is most likely Celine’s. Though that would be too predictable.

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