718 – 8. Will (92)
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Hell is always in a place where you can look up at heaven.
At least the man thought so. It was a truth I realized after countless losses, defeats, and frustrations. He lived in hell but longed for heaven.
Even though I knew it was a place I could never reach.
Therefore, heaven is another name for hell. It would have been better if there had never been a paradise that could not be achieved.
How many times did he repeat this as he fell into hell?
I want to stop.
I don’t want to lose any more.
My knees are bent like this, and I don’t want to get up again.
I guess I did my best at this point. I fought with all my might so that even if I didn’t open my eyes right away, I wouldn’t have anything to say. I spent several years wandering around the battlefield, sleeping out in the open air.
I wanted to die.
There was a day when death was my only wish. However, every time I do that, a voice suddenly comes to mind.
“Ian Perkus.”
The woman in her arms has different faces.
When she uttered a single word, she had the face of a samai.
Soon, juniors, lovers, masters, and countless victims who had been lost and given up gathered together and kissed each other.
“Save the world.”
It was an oath that was like a curse.
With her hand shaking, he ran down her woman’s cheek and before he knew it, he was standing in the quiet bedroom. He held on to the shabby pulse of the old man who was once the greatest king of the continent.
“You are our last hope.”
Her tear ducts dried up and she did not feel like crying.
This is the last hope.
At one time, she might have wanted to shake her head and deny that it was such a heavy burden.
But hell does not allow retreat.
“Please.”
The blue eyes of the old man, who was about to see the end of his life, burned like a flame. Dew from the corners of my eyes, which are not even focused properly, is flowing down.
“Wow, we couldn’t protect…” ….”
The cracking voice was desperate.
“This world…… !”
Emperors, nobles, and commoners.
The wills left by those who were about to marry a man were all the same. Realizing it once again, her man caught a glimpse of his wrinkled hand slipping from her grasp.
Yes, that’s right.
The man thought to himself.
This is my mission and punishment for my sins.
I am here after countless sacrifices. It wasn’t what he had hoped for, but after enduring a long life, the man was able to become humanity’s last hope.
‘Created God’.
It was a miracle created by incomprehensible faith and obsession.
The man was not a god, but a human being made of flesh and blood, but those who remained hoped that he was truly a ‘god.’
If so, it will be done.
I could have abandoned humanity as much as I wanted. If only to keep the legacy of those who left, if only to comfort the countless lives that died for them.
If only it were possible.
In the end, the man gave up being human. He did not hesitate to fight the small for the big, killing and killing until his hands and heart were tattered.
The end of hell that we walked through like that.
In front of her man, there was a past that still dreamed of heaven.
With golden eyes flickering with fighting spirit.
It seems like a bad joke.
The man muttered to himself and smiled vaguely.
“Looking back, it was wrong from the start.”
Water is dripping.
It was the result of allowing an unexpected blow to Ian. Every time this body-shaking sensation and exhilarating pain flowed through the nerve endings like an electric current, the man’s instincts were grinding against his fangs.
Two men posing in front of the beach.
The appearances were so similar that it was like looking at a mirror image. Actually, those eyes were the exact opposite.
Even when drenched with water, the man’s golden eyes are cold.
“Rags of vision from all over the continent and patched together… That’s me. Originally, it should have been dismissed as an unrealistic fantasy.”
No answer comes back.
I could only feel the golden gaze staring at the man in silence, and the man did not say the words expecting an echo.
Then, what does the monologue hope for?
I didn’t know. Even men.
“I survived.”
I hold my breath.
The man, Ian standing across from him, no, the whole world.
Water droplets fell from the tips of the swords pointed at each other. Like a flowing hourglass.
“I was delusional from birth, my training was expedient, and even the barrier to becoming a ‘master’ was artificially overcome. There were countless times when I wanted to die. Still, still… “I survived.”
Countless blood stains spread on the retina of the man who mumbled like that.
It was a memory of war.
Sins that I could never shake off, like the smell of blood on my clothes.
“But you deny me? “On the topic of a ‘youngster’ who couldn’t even cross the firing line a few times?”
Huh, a stifled laugh escapes from the man’s lips.
The answer that followed the advice was clear.
What a foolish thing to say.
“Didn’t I dream of heaven? Every day, I looked up at the sky and screamed. Please take me with you… I want to stop now! But God didn’t grant my wish. No, not just me… “A wish from all of us.”
Then, the man gave strength to her hand holding the sword.
Immediately the atmosphere changed completely. A tense tension, like a pulled thread, wraps around the area.
A wary light was falling like a sunset in Ian’s eyes.
It was a kind of intuition. A unique sense of crisis when dealing with beings outside the standard.
“So I decided to carry it instead.”
Soon, the man’s image began to sweep across the beach like a tidal wave.
Time and space tremble, cracks appear in the air, winds blow and the land and sea tremble.
A roar was echoing from the cracks.
Words made to save the world.
Ian, who was standing across from me, had his forehead covered in cold sweat.
“Because there is no God in the world, I had to become God.”
The man’s posture gradually lowers. Like a wild beast bending over her body for her elasticity.
A low cry flowed as he scratched his vocal cords.
“Do you know the weight of that anguish?”
“No.”
The answer that came back at the end of the confrontation was so simple.
While her man slightly narrowed the gap between her eyes, Ian caught her panting breath and continued her words again.
“But who will understand if not me?”
Ian also lowers her body. It was a foreshadowing of an impending conflict.
“I am you.”
Heh, heh.
The man burst into laughter for the first time in a long time. Her eyes were closed, and thick fatigue seeped from her face as she let out a shaky breath.
Then he muttered softly.
“That’s why I hate it even more.”
Right after that.
Boom!
The man’s new form seemed to disintegrate as he hit the ground, and then the sword struck Ian like a hammer. The speed was so fast that even the sound was torn apart like a rake.
Flower.
The sand, sea, and air all exploded around the impact point of the cannonball called Man. Unable to overcome its power, the object rising into the sky blooms and shows off its splendid appearance.
Like a flower bud.
A faint moan escapes from Ian’s clenched teeth. Finally, one knee falls to the ground with a thud.
The last blade of humanity cried out.
“I should have told you!”
The world of vacuum did not last long. As if it were a cold breeze that had been thrown out of nowhere, the torn air rushed in and turned into a storm of water and sand.
The feeling as if the whole world had become a wall and was closing in.
Nevertheless, Ian did not scream. I just powerfully struck away the approaching blade again.
Kang!
Spark, time, stillness.
A kick flew through the gap between the brief collision. Ian, who happened to be standing up, had no means of responding.
Ian’s body took a step back after giving up his solar plexus. The good news is that his body did not collapse due to the rising air current.
It was thanks to that.
The reason why I was able to barely repel the man’s next blow.
“You’re still not good enough!”
With a thud, one of Ian’s knees hit the ground once again. No matter how much he had awakened his ‘indomitable’ mentality, his opponent was a real master.
If we fight with all our might, we will be outnumbered.
This was a fact that Ian also knew well. Logically speaking, it would be better to follow what the man suggested in the first place.
He calmly returns and becomes a complete ‘master’.
Whether the man left or not was none of Ian’s business. Now he had finished growing enough to be able to stand on his own.
Still, why?
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“Do you know how much time it took to master all the visions?!”
Boom!
The man no longer showed any elaborate skills. However, he just struck down the sword he held with both hands like an axe.
That was enough.
Without any limitations of probability, he was nothing short of the embodiment of violence.
Ian’s other knee sank to the ground, and he asked himself again.
Why me?
“It took thousands or tens of thousands of actual battles!”
Thump, thump, thump!
The man’s sword struck Ian one after another, as if driving a stake into a hammer. If it weren’t for the image of indomitability, the attack was so fierce that the sword would have broken long ago or Ian’s body would have been crushed.
I was sobbing, the blood flowing back down my neck.
“But you’re going to win with the technology you stole from me?!”
The company’s offensive was wild yet precise. Previously, it was more focused on power, but now it should be said that it is entirely an attack and defense aimed at subduing the opponent.
Probably the main strategy of the company was originally this.
While Ian was lost in random thoughts for a moment.
Boom!
In the paused time, kicks came. Although he raised his sword at the last moment to block, it was impossible to completely let go of a blow so powerful that a shock wave exploded behind his back.