86 – After the Storm
A man called Humbert by some is sitting at the bar counter drinking a cocktail.
The man was lost in her thoughts, slowly caressing the bottom of the glass containing the cocktail.
“Are you okay?”
The bartender talked to such a man.
“What do you mean?”
“Isn’t it very different from the plan?”
The bartender was wiping the glass and talking to her man.
“It’s a plan… Not much different. Isn’t that what life is like?”
Brave was not included in the plan the man had in mind.
But somehow she found Brave, and she changed her plans on the fly.
“There was a lot of discrepancy. It is the same this time as well.”
In the first stage the man planned, there were 15 victims.
The 14 victims who ran away from the laboratory and the suicide of the hero who made this case were scheduled to add one more.
However, 13 people died and the hero was in a coma.
15 Monsters tailored to 15 victims.
The meaning of the number 15 was taken from the Bible and means rest.
15 Means the rest of this world that has gradually escaped from the monster’s threat and has entered a period of stability.
And 15 monsters destroying that rest.
In the company’s original plan, the 11 monsters were to be used to thoroughly disrupt society.
It was planned to disable the monster detector and cause a suicide bombing to plunge society into chaos.
Society will fall into chaos and rest will be over.
And the existence that put an end to the chaos was a monster made up of four nuclei.
4 Is a symbol of perfection, totality, order, and rationality.
Since ancient times, the number 4 has been used in various places.
There are directions of north, south, east, west, four sides of a square, and the shape of a cross.
Moreover, when it comes to religion, there are 4 Gospels, 4 archangels, 4 church fathers, and 4 prophets.
Excluding Christianity, even if you look at Buddhism, there are four senseless minds and there are also four heavenly kings.
There are also four spirits of blue dragon, white tiger, jujak, and hyeonmu, and four gods of giraffe, phoenix, turtle, and dragon.
In this way, the 4 were special beings.
The monster with four cores is the messenger of God who descended to judge humans.
There was such a meaning in the plan prepared by the man.
“At first, I wanted to be a being with a more developed intellect…. If this is out of order, then it is out of order.”
From D-class to C-class monster levels, A-class or S-class monsters are created.
The plan was successful, but the man was a little more greedy.
I wanted to create a conflict between the devil who came to judge humans and the savior who exterminates the devil.
“I didn’t know that making a monster with intelligence would be so hard.”
At first, I made a few monsters that I ordered to learn.
However, no clear results were achieved.
If a monster appeared, the heroes would often kill it before they could do anything about it.
Still, it had its own results, and the monster’s intelligence was partially raised.
The final stage the man wanted was a monster who could think freely and communicate verbally, but the result was satisfactory.
At least he has enough intelligence to move according to the man’s instructions.
A savior appears when a monster rampages and people fall into despair.
I was able to match that minimal composition.
After making the plan, a being called Brave appeared.
The man raised the corner of her mouth, thinking of Brave.
“Still, I didn’t expect this result to come out.”
In the man’s judgment, Brave had the potential to deal with a B-class monster.
So I decided that I would never be able to defeat the monster I prepared this time.
The monster was instructed to fight and kill in moderation if he found a Brave, but not to do so.
That was enough.
Other heroes will run away in fear of the monster.
But he, driven by conviction, will never run away.
Because he is an existence that can never turn his eyes away from the victims that will be created by his own escape.
Such beings live by their convictions and die by their convictions.
Awakening from sleep, Brave will realize when he sees a completely destroyed society.
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The futility of faith without power.
However, her man’s prediction turned out to be spectacularly wrong.
“No way… I didn’t expect to win.”
That monster was an A-level monster.
Until now, except for First, there is no case where a hero wearing only a hero suit without any special equipment has caught a monster of A class or higher.
Most of the hunting was done with the help of equipment or the cooperation of other heroes.
“Are you okay? If so, the time to appear….”
The man raised his hand to stop the bartender’s words.
“If the planned plan goes wrong, you can improvise and rewrite it again. Is the world a corporation that has gone the way it wants?”
No matter how perfect a plan is, it always goes wrong.
There are 13 victims who thought there were 14, and a hero who thought it would end in suicide is alive in a coma.
Disasters that should have caused at least tens of thousands of victims sometimes end up with a small commotion.
Therefore, there are stories of heroes awakening in despair at the futility of powerless beliefs, and there must be stories of overcoming adversity and becoming heroes who are praised by people.
Even if you make a plan, it doesn’t always go according to plan.
It was regrettable that the man had already known enough about it for the past 20 years.
I want to see Brave fall in despair.
I want to dwell on the sense of defeat that appeared on that face.
On the other hand, I also want to see Brave successfully defeating monsters and being praised as true heroes.
The man wanted to see with his own eyes the conflicting future that didn’t mesh at all.
If only we had future poetry, we would have been able to confirm both….
“What would you like to do now?”
“Since the debut stage has been stolen, we must prepare a new enemy.”
Since the plan has completely gone awry, we will have to enter the preparation period.
Although it was obviously a nuisance, a smile still hung on the corner of her man’s mouth.
***
When I opened my eyes, I was standing at the National Cemetery.
It’s raining.
It started raining again from the sky.
As I was getting caught in the rain, I heard sobs around me.
Why are you lying here, get up quickly, let’s go home….
I kept hearing those sobs.
Ah, what a dream.
I suddenly realized that this was a dream.
This is a scene I have seen many times since I went to the National Cemetery.
On that day, after hearing the cries of the bereaved family at the National Cemetery, this scene always appears when I dream about it.
I felt as if people sleeping here were sending me a warning not to forget.
“I haven’t forgotten.”
I will never forget.
It was dangerous this time, but I managed to knock it down.
A crisis like this will come many times in the future.
I’m still going to knock him down, knock him down, knock him down, and finally tear the motherf*cker to death.
I will kill those who beg for my life as painfully as possible.
As I quietly knelt down and prayed as if praying for peace, that was the only thought in my head.
To-do-duduk.
I’m used to this now.
Because it was an umbrella that the bereaved family put on me, perhaps feeling sorry for me in the rain.
Even though I don’t deserve this kind of consideration….
If I shout, “Stop it now,” Saying that I don’t deserve this kind of consideration, will this scene disappear?
… I can’t do that to the bereaved families here even in my dreams.
I didn’t even look back and took the umbrella held out by the bereaved family in my hand.
I tried to accept it that way, but it was strangely heavy.
What is it?
It was only then that I glanced back and looked back.
Standing there was a woman whose expression could not be seen because she held her umbrella so deep.
“Uh….”
Something is strange.
This is not the person you usually see in your dreams.
His face is blurry now, but he definitely had black hair.
The person who held out the umbrella to me had hair that looked like it was made of molten silver.
Is it the original hair color, not dyed?
Looking at his shiny hair made me feel strange.
Why did this person suddenly appear in my dream?
“You didn’t kill me. So why don’t you stop giving yourself permission now?”
She still held her umbrella so deep that her face was not visible.
I looked up blankly at her and shook her head.
“I am a weak human being. If I allow myself here, I think my steps will stop.”
It wasn’t once or twice that I thought I wanted to run away while fighting the monster.
Still, the reason I was able to stand up to the end was because I remembered this scene.
I still can’t forgive myself.
“You are such a frustrating person.”
“Is that so?”
This is my dream.
So this person must have been created by my subconscious.
Apart from whether or not I liked my silver hair, did it mean that I wanted to hear from someone that it wasn’t my fault?
Am I such a weak person?
In my usual dream, when I received an umbrella, I left, but the person standing here didn’t seem to have any intention of giving it to me.
I turned my head back to the front and put my hands together as if in prayer.
We must become stronger in the future.
A monster stronger than the one I fought will appear.
You need strength to deal with such monsters.
When I wake up, I will try to do the work I used to do for self-satisfaction.
If you get more psychic powers, you can use them in various ways.
Wouldn’t Grid be happy if he said he got a new psychic power?
“Did you finally think about it?”
“Yes?”
What is this person from earlier… ?
I looked back again.
That moment.
f*ck!
“Kuk!”
The umbrella that was blocking the rain hit the top of my head.
For a moment, the shock felt like it was painful, but it didn’t hurt at all.
“Uh, uh uh… ?”
I hit my butt on the seat in a dumbfounded state.
I am, right?
Why?
I looked up blankly at the man who had just hit me on the head.
She put an umbrella over me, the silver-haired woman had her umbrella slung over her shoulder.
Maybe that’s why I saw her face, unlike before.
… I was honestly a bit surprised.
Because there was a beautiful woman who could only appear in a story.
She didn’t look Korean at all, but she was so beautiful that one could admire her.
Her confident and somewhat arrogant expression and her sharp eyes were impressive.
Especially, the ruby-like red eyes were so attractive that I couldn’t take my eyes off her.
“How did you feel while catching that monster?”
“How does it feel….”
It was refreshing.
The moment I used the core, I felt the pain of transforming into something I wasn’t.
Consciousness began to blur with the pain as if a knife had been inserted into her chest and ripped open.
However, when everything was over and I killed the monster, the thing that dwelled in my body was joy.
“hehehehe!”
“Uh….”
It’s a unique laugh that doesn’t match the appearance.
Still, when someone with this kind of appearance smiles like this, I feel like I have a bit of a special charm somewhere.
“hehehehe. Asshole….”
As Grid said, he shook my head… Grid? Why did the grid come to mind here?
“Do you like this look? Unexpectedly, keuhuhuhhh!”
f*ck!
The moment Grid hit me on the head with an umbrella, the scenery around me changed.