Episode 174 – The Name of the Demon King
The girl couldn’t remember what her past was like.
Rather than losing his memory due to an accident, it would be more correct to say that his memory was shattered in a time when it is not easy for humans to even dare to imagine.
If there’s one thing I remember vaguely, it’s that at least he’s not from this world.
Other than that, the girl couldn’t even remember her own name.
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Don’t forget her name Even though she repeated her name countless times, in the end she was worn out and forgotten over the years.
But that doesn’t matter anymore.
Nothing to do, sitting on a chair on a fictional day and being admired by people who are no longer human.
Then, she occasionally greets the self-proclaimed “Warrior party,” Who have killed and invaded such people.
That was the girl’s only schedule.
It is almost impossible to communicate with the humans who follow him, but the warriors’ party that comes to him occasionally is at least something he can communicate with.
The girl wanted to be friends with them.
Whether a warrior draws his sword and rushes in, or a great sage raises his staff and performs a rather mysterious magic.
That had nothing to do with the girl.
In the first place, it wasn’t something that would pose a threat to the girl.
That’s why she thought that if she put her mind to it, she might be able to talk to her anytime and finally become friends.
However, such a thing could not be possible for a girl with the destiny of a demon king.
She refused to allow the girl to have a conversation with the thread and shackles leading to the god who threw her into this world.
I forcibly moved the girl’s body and forcibly released the black magic that raged within her body to kill her hero. She made it kill
This happened dozens, hundreds, maybe even thousands of times.
The girl was in agony.
It was painful to kill unwanted people, and it was also painful to get used to killing someone.
It was painful to gradually forget her past, and it was painful to be in an unbearably lonely environment.
However, the world did not understand the pain of such a girl.
Even if the girl screams desperately, the sky is just blue.
That’s why she despairs even more.
Whatever she is to her others, the world has no interest in her.
It’s just blue.
As if nothing had happened, it just flowed blue.
Thousands of years like that again.
Unpredictable years pass by.
In the meantime, she killed many more warriors, and she was almost killed by them once or twice.
Beings who did not just believe in girls without an ego, but were able to communicate with them.
The friends who were read by the names of the Four Heavenly Kings to the warriors died as the years went by, unlike the girls.
Then, a new being was born to fill the void.
Such a thing was repeated countless times.
It would be repeated countless times in the future.
When the infinite time passed like that.
Around the time when the girl could no longer dream of dying.
A strange change came.
A strange thing happened that hadn’t happened before.
Dream.
Was it a dream?
I felt a sense of déjà vu from the beings that appeared before my eyes.
It was as if I had experienced something similar somewhere.
They called themselves a party of warriors.
So, as usual, I entrusted my mind to the forcibly moved body and killed them.
That was it.
Their strength was nothing special, so they died just like that. I can’t even stand it for a moment.
It should have been.
However, after that day, I felt a strange sense of déjà vu in my daily life.
But for the girl, that was a good thing.
Because if you live a normal daily life for an infinite amount of time, similar days will always continue.
However, this time it was different.
Even though only two years had passed, the existence of the warrior party appeared in front of the girl.
Originally, once a party of warriors appeared, there was a gap of dozens of years after that.
The girl found it strange.
But the surprises didn’t stop there.
What is this, the party of warriors that appeared after 2 years, looks exactly like the ones who were killed by them 2 years ago!
But they were still insignificant.
A girl’s hand gesture killed a woman.
‘It’s just a dream.’
Yes, a dream.
It’s just a dream of something that happened in the past.
The girl thought so.
But it wasn’t.
After killing them, the girl was seized with a strange sense of déjà vu again.
Exactly two years later.
The warrior party appeared in front of the girl again.
And then, aiming her sword at the girl, she shouted like this.
‘This time.’
This time?
Isn’t it like they really appear in front of you several times?
The girl felt her unknown emotions stir in her chest.
But nothing changed.
The fate of the demon king who controls the girl’s body, the shackles made the girl kill them.
However, after two years, they appeared in front of the girl without fail.
Killed.
We met again.
Killed.
They are back.
Killed.
They reunited.
Every time they reappeared, they got a little but surely stronger.
Often their numbers increased or decreased.
When I repeated that exactly 17 times.
The girl finally realized that time was really repeating around them.
At the same time, a forgotten emotion bloomed in the girl’s heart.
Hope.
The hope of being able to escape from the weary years.
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The hope of not having to kill anyone anymore.
Hope to die.
Hope you don’t have to live.
The hope that this can all end.
So the girl killed them.
Killed, killed, killed, killed, killed, killed.
Meanwhile, the girl learned a lot about the warrior party.
First of all, like their names.
However, regardless of that, time continued to repeat itself.
Kill, kill, kill, kill.
And finally, he died.
Throwing off the body that endured the years that mere humans could not endure, they became free.
But.
Time has gone back again.
The girl who was free returned to the nightmare again.
What the hell is this?
Why did he come back to life when he should have finally finished everything and gone to sleep?
Did the people who thought they were saviors turn back time again to betray and torment them?
Was all of this just a prank by the evil god who bestowed the fate of the demon king on him in the first place?
Many questions raced through her head.
It’s a spirit that has endured for tens of thousands of years, but once it was released and captured again in this hell, it felt like my mind and soul would be crushed any moment.
Two years later, however, the demon king realized that the warrior party had not betrayed him.
Their faces reappeared, filled with despair.
At the same time, he realized that what the warrior party was aiming for was not just his neck.
They are beyond girls.
He wanted to kill even the existence of God who had tied the shackles to the girl.
And it must have failed. So time has gone back.
Eventually, the long time began to repeat itself countless times.
I killed them dozens of times, and repeated being killed by them hundreds of times.
They continued to grow stronger, but this hellish cycle did not know how to end.
The girl cheered them on, but the warrior party didn’t seem to think they could pull it off anymore.
I’m just repeating this time because I have to.
In the midst of repeating, repeating, repeating, repeating the same but slightly different times.
Another unexpected incident occurred.
They realized that every time the girl was killed by them, the shackles that bound her were weakening.
Right now it was only a very small crack, but if this time kept repeating, the shackles themselves might disappear someday.
However, the incident did not stop there.
When time turned back once again.
The Demon King realized that he was not the one who turned back time.
That this is the last time.
The first timeline.
A time period in which time has never turned back.
The demon king realized that he was there.
The weakened power of the shackles proved that those things were undoubtedly real.
Except for that, everything went back to nothing.
The children who turned back time went back to the days they never turned back time.
The girl realized.
The people he knew had returned the world to ‘first’ in exchange for their existence.
Why?
At this point, they can’t even reach the girl, let alone God.
There was no way they didn’t know that.
Therefore, the girl moved and investigated in her own way.
I was able to find out what they believed.
Possessing a being from another world into the body of one of them.
That was the last gamble they made with their very existence.
So the girl made a promise.
She said she would help them.
Now that the shackles have weakened, it was possible to just watch from afar, even if I couldn’t help.
No, maybe just having a conversation a little closer.
So the girl took her steps.
Toward Siwoo Han.
Then she stretches out her hand towards him, who is looking at her with a dumbfounded expression, and says,
“Can you buy me some food?”