Chapter 192
Permafrost (13)
After asking Elizabeth and Desiree to destroy the magic circle outside the city, I ran to City Hall.
On the way to City Hall, I saw the dead body of a fallen monster in the middle of the main road.
A young man cried beside the corpse.
It was sad. A shotgun was in his hand.
It was as if he had shot someone he loved with his own hand, someone who was about to cry over his death.
I didn’t know why, but I felt like I could see the inside of him. I narrowed my eyes and looked at him, and the rain fell on his chest.
To the extent that my heart is submerged in water and swaying.
I don’t know how many times I’ve seen a scene like that on the way to City Hall.
Seeing them took my breath away.
There weren’t many people who could make me out of breath after I reached the stage.
Out of the enemies I’ve met so far, “Jack” is the only one.
But today… … .
I don’t know why there are so many.
I embodied their narrative in my head at will, which my brain did not even want.
The despair they felt made their skin tingle. The sadness they created made my face red.
Maybe it’s because the level has gone up.
Proof that I am close to complete greed.
I thought so and did not reject the feelings of others digging into my heart.
A strange sensation that penetrates the brain.
Intuitively, I realized that this was a change in the structure of my brain as I ascended the throne of the Seven Deadly Sins.
If it weren’t for that, there was no way that I, who was not a transcendental person, could feel the feelings of others without going through the filtering process.
… … It was hell to feel other people.
Power went into my hands. The chains attached to Yeriel’s restraints rattled with the sound of metal locking with a ‘click’.
It wouldn’t be bad to sort out this feeling now, but I pushed it out of priority because I had other things to do.
I have a way to go
I could have saved them right away.
But it didn’t.
Even though each one of them is an individual history and a story that lives and breathes, nothing will change even if you save the one in front of you right now.
I could listen to their stories.
However, I put my hand over my ear to block out their cries.
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Just be quiet
very quietly… … .
… … I just moved forward, keeping my eyes on their faces, expressions, and emotions.
Those who have not been chosen by the story.
I defined them that way.
In the history of Museon I know, there was a scenario in which the northern part of Korea, Maritime Province was invaded.
but.
I have never seen such a catastrophe in which all citizens turn into monsters and the city is destroyed. Didn’t know.
I’ve never experienced it before.
Why?
It may be that the country is the result of an outsider intervening.
There are too many crossroads.
There were also many things I could do, but there were also countless stories to throw away when I chose one.
I chose no
They were nothing more than discarded, discarded possibilities for Anya’s story.
That’s why I tried to capture all the scenery in my eyes while running down the street.
And at the end of City Hall, where we arrived.
They found Nikolai aiming a gun at Anya’s forehead.
Misconceptions are postponed.
He immediately picked up a small lump of limestone that was kicking on his toe, and did not hesitate to toss it toward the guy’s hand.
‘Pak!!!’ With a sound, the boy’s arm turned. The bullet cut through the air, and I let out a deep sigh.
He took in a lot of air in his lungs. He stretched out his chest and circulated mana throughout his body.
With the ability of magical power added to the sight adapted to the darkness, he was able to see as brightly as daytime.
I took a step towards Anya and Nikolai and exhaled air from my lungs.
“What have you done to my child?”
The suspect in all of this, Nikolai, shrugged.
Anya kept her head down and was silent. No, rather, as if hiding his face from me, he lowered his gaze deeper.
—I felt strange.
“Ah, yes. golden sun. you were there.”
Nikolai, who was taking a step back, looked at Anya, who had no reaction, and looked at me in the dark as if he had gained confidence and let out a laugh.
The laughter was mixed with a smirk.
A laugh like scratching iron echoed between him and me.
“What have you done? Can’t you see?”
The guy pointed at Anya with his fingertips. She was limp, like a wooden doll with a string off.
“No… … No, I was disposing of a doll that was damaged due to contradiction.”
“what… … ?”
Nikolai shook his head.
—I don’t know what kind of crisis Anya is in. But one thing was certain.
“huh… … ? Didn’t you understand? You didn’t know either. Anastasia, what a child full of contradictions he is.”
“… … .”
The boy’s emotions flow. Nikolai’s feelings were like fire.
It was the hatred that burns without end.
—Of course, if reinforcements came, they should have come this way.
“You don’t know what this kid did, were you just a moth that ran after being attracted by his appearance?”
“… … .”
—She rather seemed to want to hide from me.
Nikolai looked down at Anya, who was trying to hide like that, as if he was pitiful. Contempt flashed in the boy’s eyes.
When I didn’t answer, he lowered his stance and grabbed Anya’s bangs.
Then he raised his hand violently.
Anya’s head tilted back, revealing her face. she didn’t cry
only… … .
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Just dying
“… … Is that why you made him into such a scumbag?”
“No, what can I, an ordinary person, do? This year has ruined itself.”
The guy shrugged.
And at his feet.
Anya’s eyes were dead.
The previous breath could not be found.
Nikolai flung away Anya’s clutched head and stood up.
And stared into my eyes.
“under… … . You, an outsider, would not know. How much time and effort I put into ruining one bitch.”
Something slimy began to flow into me through my eyes.
It’s dark. It was pitch black. However, using it as fuel, he was burning something endlessly.
In the dark, like burning coals, the boy was burning love and hatred at the same time, fueled by his denial.
“I am a common man. An ordinary person who does not have any contact with the superpowers that are common around him. As a normal person, I had to hunt down ‘Anastasia’ who killed my parents.”
I listened to the boy’s voice and looked at Anya.
She trembled with fear whenever Nikolai’s voice rang out.
she was afraid
what the hell
I turned my head to Nikolai. The guy continued talking as he walked toward the window sill full of red flame.
“Our goddamn Anya is a needlessly Awoken, so even if I threatened her physically, it was useless. No, rather, there was a strong possibility that I would be reversed. So I changed my target. Not with her life, but with her heart.”
Arriving at the window sill, the guy bent over and picked up a handgun lying on the floor.
With the sound of the iron locking, the used cartridge case was scattered on the floor.
Anya, who was so frightened, did not react to the light sound of the cartridge case.
He was only responding to Nikolai’s words.
She was afraid of Nikolai’s words.
“It was not a bad choice. Since she returned faster than expected and even brought her colleagues, it was as if all means that could physically threaten Anya were controlled.”
‘bang!!!’
Nikolai fired a shot into the air, witted it, and walked back toward Anya.
“I just made all these backgrounds, and it was she herself who couldn’t handle it that broke herself. Even though a friend came to rescue him, he was so busy hiding his ‘past’ that he might find out, did he really want to hide what he had done?”
“… … Collie just do it.”
At Nikolai’s words, Anya raised her head and spoke.
Her fingertips on the ground trembled with fear.
Hearing Anya’s weak voice, Nikolai raised the corner of his mouth at me.
“Did you see it? that’s what she wanted You just take your companions and get out of here. If you are Anya’s colleague and friend, let your friend meet the ending she wants.”
Moment.
The words ‘Anya’s past’ stuck in my mind. That’s how much I thought that Nikolai used it as the key to killing Anya’s heart.
The emotions and situations of the guys were mixed, so I was able to fully understand what was happening.
Anya felt guilty towards Nikolai.
It’s probably related to the Seoul incident five years ago.
Since it is said that Anya killed his parents, her influence, either directly or indirectly, must not have been small.
At the same time, he was afraid.
That the incident came out through Nikolai’s mouth—.
The only spectator here is me.
—She was afraid of me knowing the truth of the incident.
Nikolai loved Anya.
That’s why I want to own her.
But I hate it that much.
It didn’t matter how broken she was. Even if it means dying.
The result is this.
He destroys Anya, who feels guilty for killing her parents, with her own hands.
He kills Anya, who is afraid of revealing his story, with his own hands.
Physical ‘power’ was useless here.
No matter how strong I am to knock Nikolai down, I can’t undo her broken heart.
Only the ’emotion’ and ‘mind’ of a person who is intricately intertwined can control everything.
Anya’s guilt.
Anya’s fear.
I had to clean it up.
-That’s why I made a promise-
“no.”
At my small call, Anya was startled but did not look back.
Nikolai put his finger in the trigger guard of his pistol and shrugged his shoulders, as if telling him to try it if he could.
─If the guilt is too much for you to bear, I will share it with you─
In a way, she was also a victim of being caught up in by an outsider.
Until now, I have not avoided the spectacle I have created, the life that has disappeared, or the cry of sorrow.
Nothing would change even if one more of her was added.
I do not regret the path I chose, even if it is the wrong path.
I was such a person.
“Anastasia Ivanov. look at me.”
When I recited Anya’s full name, she turned to me.
Her pupils, full of intimidation, swayed precariously here and there.
I approached her.
─No matter what kind of person you are, the way I look at you will not change─
I already knew her past.
And I was the one who brought Anya out of that hell and returned her feelings again.
“It reminds me of her old nickname.”
I passed it lightly. But as if it was a joke of fate, what I can do for her is… … .
No need for long conversations.
If she and I were ‘connected’, I could easily convey what I knew and felt through ‘revelation’.
I took a deep breath and touched something that was sleeping deep inside. Magical power and something else began to fill his body.
This is the power that comes out of [Gyeok].
Even if it was the Seven Sins, which were still incomplete, it was something that even such a country could do.
I vaguely felt it from the moment I sat on the throne of the Seven Sins, and realized it while struggling with Jack to prevent the birth of an artificial saint.
“sun… … ah?”
Anya’s dry, cracked lips moved. Her dead eyes began to widen little by little.
“This nonsense… … ?! Why the hell?!”
Nikolai also hurriedly fired a gun at Anya, as if feeling strange.
It bounced in all directions with a metallic sound by the Yeriel I swung.
Of all the things I’ve been able to do after ascending to the Seven Deadly Sins, this is the authority that suits the current situation the most.
Do you correctly perceive “power”?
It felt like something was going to explode in the back of my back.
“Anastasia Ivanov. I’ll take responsibility for all the mistakes you’ve shouldered, and I’ll take you off this hellish ground and lead you to the bottom where you can rest—”
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Anastasia Ivanov.
Would you like to make the object your incarnation?
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“—Would you like to sign a contract with me?”
In hellish reality, I reached out to her.
I suggested that she become the “Devil’s Gunslinger” for me.
Was he not blocking out the cries on his way there