In an instant, the background changed.
Like putting a new picture in a frame.
Soon I saw a familiar face in front of me.
gaff.
Demon King of the North.
Iron-blooded, invincible lord.
He was the only emperor who unified the north divided into numerous tribes, and he was called the Demon King because he showed ruthless cruelty to his enemies.
flawless. An existence that seems to have no weaknesses.
But, who knows.
“I wanted to become stronger.”
His childhood, when he was infinitely weak.
Snow falling all year round. Garp, who was weak from birth, should have died. It was like a miracle that he was alive in a land of cold snow where the weak could not survive.
However, because he was so weak, he and his mother were kicked out of the tribe and every day was hell. The mother, who barely made ends meet by selling her body and raised her child, eventually died of illness.
– Garp. The North is a beautiful place.
Until her death, her mother defended the north.
All I could see was pure white snow, and I kept my eyes on it until the end, saying it was beautiful.
But Garp couldn’t agree with her mother’s words.
The north, the people of the north, and the world itself were objects of hatred to him.
So he left the world.
devildom.
Headed to the land that should not be crossed.
Thinking that if this world, the humans here, would abandon them, he would also abandon them.
“It was the same. The human world or the demon world.”
A world where the weak die and the strong get everything.
But there is no hypocrisy here. There was also no halfway mercy.
However, it is impossible for humans to endure the demonic curse.
Garp was dying every day.
It was only when it was time to die that the desire to live bloomed.
“I thought I could become stronger if I survived here.”
It is the Demon World that humans fear and avoid.
If he survives in this world of demons, wouldn’t that prove his strength?
that he is not weak
It’s not that I was abandoned because I was weak.
They just didn’t recognize their own strength.
So don’t prove it.
From then on, Garp lived desperately.
He ate the corpses of dead demons and beasts to fill his hungry stomach. Drinking the water that was still inside the skull with gratitude, he tried to avoid the approaching death.
Then, at some point, the curse of the demon world could no longer weaken him.
As I got older, my body got bigger. The body, which had only bones, gained weight and gained muscle. Neither the demons nor the demons could rush to hunt him now.
On the contrary, Garp became stronger day by day by hunting them. He was proving his strength.
“Then one day… we met. ‘God’.”
To be precise, the corpse of Shingun.
In a deep and narrow cave, he was lonely and dead.
Holding up a half-length book with the word ‘Cheonma Singong’ written on it.
“Heavenly Demon God. A weapon capable of becoming a god. But it was half. That alone was enough.”
Gaf studied the Heavenly Demon Art on his own.
Inside the cave, everything was prepared for the haze.
After countless hours spent in the cave, Garp came out of the world.
“Five years? No, it must have been 10 years. After learning the first half of the Heavenly Demon Sacred Art, I headed north again. I intended to dominate the place and prove my strength.”
The north, who abandoned himself and his mother.
I will rule the north and make them realize that their choice was wrong.
Numerous tribes and monarchs could not stop Gaf.
The tribesmen who worshiped Gaf’s strength were exposed, and Gaf quickly became the loser of the north.
“It was fresh. And it was ridiculous. Did these weak people judge me? These guys like ants that will explode if you step on them?”
Like her mother said, the north wasn’t a beautiful place.
How beautiful is this land where there are snowstorms all year round?
By conquering and dominating the north, he became the demon king of the north.
“Around the time when I felt that everything was not fun, the dragon of the north appeared. They say I was chosen for the 11th feat, but I’m pretty strong.”
I didn’t really care if it was a feat or not.
However, Gaf was happy to find someone who would soothe his boredom for a long time.
They fought seven long days and nights. The ice sea in the north cracked and splintered countless times until Garp cut off its body.
The problem was then.
The joy of winning was short-lived, but a tremendous ‘curse’ began to flow from his body.
“The curse that flowed from his body was like that of the demon realm. It was no different from a condensation of the curse of the demon realm. If left alone, all humans in the north would die from that curse.”
If left alone, the north will disappear.
All living things, including humans, will disappear.
To be honest, it didn’t matter. What does it matter whether this damn north disappears or not?
I didn’t grow up here in the first place, so I wasn’t abandoned by everyone.
– Garp. The North is a beautiful place.
······ If only the mother’s last words didn’t come to mind.
If it hadn’t been for the last image of her mother, she would have let it go.
However, the dragon’s curse could not be completely prevented.
It was too vast for that, and Garp hadn’t been completed yet.
“The first half of the Heavenly Demon Sacred Art alone made me stronger than ever before, but that was it. You are not strong enough to protect everyone.”
In the end, Garp sacrificed his life to imprison himself with the curse.
That’s how Garp disappeared into the back road of history.
Demon King of the North. A character hated by many northerners.
thousand years after that.
He was broken both physically and mentally.
Although he met Reinhardt and became a half-parasite and occasionally found the opposite sex, he would not be able to go back to the way he was before.
The reason why I struggle to hold on to my crumbling spirit.
Even the dragon of the north has been killed, so there should be no regrets anymore.
“I have been watching you all this time.”
······ He, talked to me.
like a third person. I, who had been quietly observing his world, soon entered his world.
I turned my gaze and looked at Garp.
“Reinhardt.”
He must have been holding a book in the library.
When I came to my senses, it was here.
It was only after he called my name that I finally realized myself.
“The prince of misfortune. You madman who was abandoned by everyone and ruined the world.”
“… It seems that you also know that I have gone back in time.”
Know. The days of the madman who was abandoned by everyone and destroyed everything were in the past.
He knew everything and talked to me. why?
Is it because he is curious about the second half of the Heavenly Demon Art, which he has not mastered?
Garp laughed.
“Everyone knows. Would it be only I know about the object ‘Zero’ in your head, ‘Dr. Moon-Sik Park’, and ‘Original Sin’.”
Since we were together in the same body, it’s strange not knowing.
However, it was unexpected that he knew what had happened in Zero’s virtual space.
Garp’s next words were the same.
“Do you think it was only thanks to that doctor that we were able to completely imprison the original sin?”
“You mean you helped?”
“’Original Sin’ is not someone to be imprisoned quietly. At least we need someone to keep the doorknob.”
Garp pressed the doorknob to keep original sin from eating me.
It is the story that he stopped me every time I tried to jump out.
He who was quiet at the same time, why did he show up at this moment?
I opened my mouth slowly.
“Thank you.”
“…”
Anyway, if it was Garp who held the doorknob, it was true that I was grateful.
If it wasn’t for that, the original sin would have taken over the body.
When I honestly said thank you, Garp looked at me blankly.
Then I laughed out loud.
“He’s a really weird guy. Isn’t it normal for people to be offended if they say they watched it from their own body?”
“I am not normal.”
“Well. That too. If it had been an average bet, I wouldn’t have watched it.”
Definitely not an ordinary guy.
I know all too well that I am not normal.
Garp shook his head and continued.
“······ Reinhardt. Is this world beautiful in your eyes?”
Are you beautiful?
I shook my head.
“It is the worst.”
This world only seems to run well on the outside.
The inside is rotten as it rots.
It’s not just the human world. The dragons, the Twelve Gods, and even the outside of this planet were full of trash.
It is impossible to say that this place is beautiful even with empty words.
“Then why are you trying to keep it?”
“Why should I protect this world?”
I’m not trying to save this world.
It was simply because the appearances of the Twelve Lords, who were tumbling up in the sky, were not the same.
But Garp denied even that fact.
“Look at your actions now. It reached the north, the empire, the dragons, and even the demon realm. If this is not a movement to protect the world, what is it?”
“I just do what I can.”
Garp smiled innocently.
“As expected, you look just like me.”
Garp, who hated the north to death, gave his life to protect it.
But even now, to be honest, I don’t know if the north is beautiful.
He still loathed the north.
“That’s why you won’t be able to learn the second half of the Heavenly Demon Art.”
“Why?”
“Is there anyone who will die in your place?”
“…”
someone who will die for me
Well. maybe there isn’t
There was nothing to think about.
Neither Emperor Deus, Raunel, Kazan, nor Arel… It was unlikely that they would be willing to give up their lives.
We got closer than before, but that’s all.
It’s just that each other came together out of necessity.
Because there was not enough time to build friendships that were close enough to risk one’s life.
Garp’s smile grew wider.
“No. There won’t be any in the future. Do you know why?”
“…”
“Because you don’t love yourself.”
“I don’t love myself?”
“Look back on your steps. Are you saying that some madman has returned and behaves like this? If you stay calm, you will be able to become an emperor and do everything on your own.”
“that’s······.”
“Is it because of the Twelve Lords? Arthur. It’s because you’re not sure where ‘you’re going to be’ is. They just keep wandering because they’re not sure if it’s okay to be here.”
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Just like Garp left for the Demon World.
stabbed the corner It felt like being nailed.
Garp looked into my rippled eyes.
I was reflected in his eyes.
I was a tyrant. My appearance was the one that drove the continent into the path of annihilation in the past.
not yet.
A bloody, blindfolded, deafened, ruthless madman.
I thought I grew up against time, but in fact, I was in my place.
I wasn’t even sure where I was supposed to be yet.
“It’s not such an unfamiliar phrase to love yourself. It is to know that there are more people who care for you than you think, and that there are people who will give their lives for you.”
“Who is that?”
“Can you believe that I am telling you?”
You won’t believe it.
This is because trust, trust enough to lay down one’s life, is not something that can be created with simple words.
But Garp knew.
so i’m going to show you
“Reinhardt. The Cheonma Singong is a martial art to protect. However, someone’s ‘sacrifice’ is required to fully learn it.”
Back to the story of the Heavenly Demon God.
Garp’s expression also became more serious.
“Because Shingun didn’t know that, he couldn’t fully master the Heavenly Demon Art. I ended up taking half of it and running away. I realized later, but in the end, only regrets remained.”
Shin-goon wrote down his regrets.
From the beginning, the Heavenly Demon God was divided into two.
However, I couldn’t learn the second half except for the first half of the Heavenly Demon Art.
Shingun, who thought that the second half was wrong, went down the mountain with only the first half.
However, it was only later that Shin-kun realized his mistake.
The second half wasn’t wrong. It was just hidden. It must have been sealed.
Suaaa
Garp’s appearance began to change.
Time and space were converging on his center, changing into something.
it was a book
The first half of the Heavenly Demon Demonic Art.
“······You look like me, but I hope you will meet a different ending than me.”
Reinhardt was a benefactor to him.
Because he helped me to slay the northern dragon intact, and also allowed me to meet his descendants.
Leone. 4th Prince of the Empire. So, in a way, it was not unrelated to Reinhardt.
life already done. If it was for Reinhardt, wouldn’t he be able to throw it?
The Heavenly Demon Sacred Art is the legacy and curse left behind by the Heavenly Demon.
There was only one way to break the curse.
The dedication of a person who cherishes the object. sacrifice.
Of course, it must be the sacrifice of a person who is worth it.
Only when each other is important to each other, can this curse be lifted only when we empathize.
Soon, the first half and second half were merged based on Garp’s life. Then, new things started popping up in the book.
Letters red like blood.
《Cheonma Shin Gong: Ultimate》
《The true successor who will inherit the name of the Heavenly Demon.》
*
Arriving at Cheonsan Library, Delbaran looked at Reinhardt with bewildered eyes.
Specifically, the book in his hand.
‘Heavenly Devil…?’
The book he was holding was clearly the second half of the Heavenly Demon Sacred Art.
However, it is strange. It was strange.
No text is visible. All the letters that should have been written disappeared.
Besides······.
‘What is that?’
Reinhardt was crying.
But what was strange was not the tears.
It was because there was a change that even the Prideful Delbaran had to pay attention to.
＜ Demon King (7) ＞ End