Part 3 Episode 9: The difference between survival and salvation.
The future, clinging to the past, is racing at a fast pace.
“Can’t we go a little…Slower…?!”
Obscure managed to cling to Mirae’s shoulder and shout, but Mirae refused with just a few words.
“Keep your eyes closed. If you open them now, you will go blind.”
Mirae continued running like that and muttered softly.
“No matter how much I am here, I am so helpless in this time zone.”
“…What?”
“…I want to ask you something.”
For some reason, Obs Q felt his speed increase and strengthened his arms even more.
“What is it?”
“..Why did you run so desperately?”
“….?”
“If only greed had been obtained, all other issues could have been resolved. Why did you even acquire arrogance? Why do you work so desperately without resting and do not cherish the relationships around you? Why do you want to ‘save’ them? Didn’t you just try to ‘survive’ for yourself instead of working hard for yourself?”
“…Unexpectedly, my future self is quite sentimental. I say the same thing as Ishmael.”
“……”
Obscure thought for a moment and then said.
“Well, being relaxed and taking too much care of the people around you is something only people with leisure do. I had to ‘survive’. Taking care of those around me was the bare minimum necessary for me to ‘survive’. And I didn’t bother taking care of it. They are strong enough that they don’t need to be. All I have to do is support them so that they can have strength, and that’s where my job ends.”
Obscure thought for a moment and then spoke.
“And. Whether I live or not, it’s only possible if I’m sane and in the best condition. Because I can only protect someone if I’m the strongest.”
“… I see. So, ‘I’ here… No, I will speed up.”
Mirai suddenly stopped the conversation and sped up the pace.
“Ugh..!”
Even Obscure, who had a strengthened body, began to run at such a fast speed that he could no longer speak.
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“Ugh…!”
The sculptor, who glared at greed while holding the severed arm, used his ability.
Toward his arm, where blood was dripping down.
The blood is hardening.
The flesh sticks together.
Blood and flesh obey their master.
“…Ha. I barely managed to stop it.”
The sculptor took his hand off his arm, which had already been covered, and looked at Greed again with harsh eyes.
Greed was busy sucking the blood from the sculptor’s hands.
“It’s not tasty…”
“Then don’t eat it, sister.”
“..Still. I have to eat. I don’t have enough energy.”
The sculptor smiled helplessly at the sight of the person not paying attention to him at all and stretched out his healthy hand into the air.
Technology refined through anger began to ‘sculpt’ his arm.
A sculptor’s ability is the ability to ‘sculpt’ people.
Making a bust using flesh and clay.
Using blood as glue connects one work to another.
With just one hand.
Beautiful art blossoms through the terrible act of massacre.
It was truly a paradoxical ability.
And that ability.
He was even able to ‘turn it into a work of art’ himself, with the same blood and flesh.
The bones break through the flesh and are sharpened.
It was ground and ground again to become the blade of a sharp knife.
The flesh was thickly bundled together to form a hilt, pommel, and grip.
The blood filled the gaps and hardened into adhesive, making the knife stronger.
Finally, the oil in the blood was separated and applied to the bone blade, creating a sharper blade.
Admiring the masterpiece he had created with his own body, the sculptor lazily stepped forward again.
‘Sloth’ brought him to Greed in an instant.
He struck down the bone blade without hesitation.
At the literal lightning strike, Greed silently looked at the blade.
As if there was some part of him that believed in it.
And the sculptor laughed at those eyes and continued to strike the knife.
But he didn’t know.
That what greed believes is real.
Kang!
“This bastard. To my sister.”
The shield and sword clashed, creating sparks.
It was a beautiful and fragile arm that was stretched out haphazardly, but hideous scales were sprouting from it.
Those hideous scales effortlessly blocked the surprisingly sharp blades of bone.
And again this time.
“Ah.”
Greed suddenly jumped out and brought the bone blade to his mouth with a cute sound effect.
Thud.
Oh my gosh.
“Ah..Ah…!”
The sculptor’s masterpiece was torn apart in an instant.
Mumbling.
Looking at Greed, who was eating the bone while holding the bone blade with both hands, as if he were eating a giant knife-shaped sugar cookie, Oman tilted his head slightly and asked.
“But sister, what does it taste like if you eat something like that? I’ve been curious about it for a long time.”
“..Hmm…It tastes similar to the food that Obscure ate 8 days ago at 6:12 PM.”
“…Ah. That beef bone soup or something?”
The sculptor became angry again at the calm conversation.
“How dare you ignore my art…!”
The sculptor desperately looked around to find ‘material’.
And.
A very small sound was caught by his ears.
The sculptor ‘lazily’ stepped towards that place at a very fast pace.
Shook.
Then ‘Sloth’ moved him again according to his will.
“…It’s gone. Should I follow it?”
“If you don’t want to go out of the city, why bother? It looks like your potential is so poor that you can’t even awaken ‘sloth’, so you can only use part of your ability. And you can’t use that ability properly, so you’re very slow.”
“..Is that so……..? Wait a minute.”
Greed closed his eyes and concentrated.
“…Food…Smell…”
“Sister? Why?”
“Someone came in.”
“Huh? Into the city?”
“…Yes.”
Pride and Greed looked at each other for a moment and then started running at a fast pace.
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“Yes! Hello viewers! This is Rekka TV, which is responsible for your right to hear the truth!”
A man raised the camera high and greeted it.
“Today, we went to the forbidden land banned by the Peacekeeper, where Obscure, a hot villain these days, carried out a terrorist attack!”
The man said as he captured his surroundings through the camera lens.
“Peacekeeper has banned access to the places where Obscure committed terrorist acts, saying they are all contaminated! But who am I? I came here with a little bribe…Oops, a gift for you guys. As you can see, it’s a ghost town with no people, but there was a report that a flying object fell into this town just a few minutes ago…?
Shooooo.
Hearing the sound of something rushing towards him, tearing the wind, the man turned his head towards where the sound was coming from.
“What is this…”
“Welcome art!!!”
The sculptor rushed at a ‘lazy’ speed and placed his hand on the man’s head.
Ujijijik.
My blood vessels are bristling.
The bones vibrate.
My blood boils.
“Big.. Big.. Big…!”
The man spurted blood, but the blood stopped in midair.
“K…Uh…Kuh…!”
The man was shaking his body like crazy.
The body was falling into pieces, but the man’s spirit was still alive.
The sculptor finally.
I started ‘sculpting’.
Push.
The blood vessel jumped out of its owner’s body on its own.
“Wow…!”
The positions of the organs were reversed and the balance of the entire body began to collapse.
“Kaa…!”
The muscles swelled and forcefully drew strength.
“Ah..Ah…!”
An enormous amount of muscle rushes towards the sculptor.
“Ah…”
Like a suit from a movie.
Muscles surround the sculptor’s entire body.
Veins connect each part of the part.
The flesh and muscles turned over and the protruding bones protected the sculptor with their hard parts.
“This…Is art.”
The sculptor turned around wearing a human suit.
“…It’s late.”
“Yes. It’s late, sister. But it doesn’t matter as long as it’s just a human. I thought the owner came back after finishing his work.”
The sculptor smiled and stretched out his hand.
The two severed arms were suddenly replaced by someone else’s arms.
“This is art. You foolish monsters.”
Putshiung.
The sharply ground bone bullets were fired and rushed towards Greed.
“This bastard started talking to my sister earlier..!”
Ting.
The bone bullet bounced off in vain.
And the bullet that bounced off like that in vain.
“Yum.”
Disappeared into the mouth of greed.
The sculptor was so filled with joy that bone spikes rose from his entire body.
“Ah…! Yes! This is…!”
Kwasik.
Something rushed at high speed and turned the sculptor into a piece of meat.
Patter.
Flesh and blood rained for a few seconds.
“Arrived.”
“I think I just hit something.”
“There was a bug. Get down. Get down and absorb your arrogance and greed again. The shoes under your feet are ‘sloths’, so absorb that too.”
Obscure got off the back of the future and glanced down at his feet, clutching his dizzy head.
“..This is crazy.”
Inside the shoe was the warm foot of a man who had just been alive.
“…A ‘sculptor’? He died in vain.”
Obs Q frowned, pulled out his foot, threw it away, and stuck his foot inside his shoe.
“…Ugh.”
Soggy blood soaked my feet.
At the same time, the shoe dug into Obscure’s foot.
And.
「Sigh.
Middle jaw.
Middle jaw.
Middle jaw.
Middle jaw.
Middle jaw.
How long has it been since you woke up?”
“…What are you crazy?”
The sound of heavy breathing filled Obscue’s mind.
「Master?
Are you the master that arrogance recognizes?
Really?
Middle jaw.
Middle jaw.
Middle jaw.
Middle jaw.
The feeling of being stepped on is the best.
More.
Please step further!
Trouble me more!
More…!」
Obs Q closed the window of his mind without saying a word.
“………….”
Obscue felt the desire to rip off his feet creeping up on him.
“Ignore him for now. If he reacts, he’ll ask for more trouble. He’s not a gentle guy like ‘Fury’.”
“..I see.”
Obscure turned its head to greed and arrogance.
“Greed. Arrogance. Thank you all for your hard work…”
“Master!”
“Obscue!”
Pride and Greed rushed towards Obscure.
“..Yes. Yes. You had a hard time.”
Obscue stroked Arrogance and Greed’s head, wondering if this would be what it would feel like if she had a daughter.
“Then keep moving.”
“Ah…Yeah.”
Srurr.
Obscure rose and answered, absorbing pride and greed.
Greed.
Arrogance.
Anger.
Sloth.
Four sins gathered in one place.
The Obscure has not unleashed any power yet.
I felt an uncontrollable power leaking out.
And Mirae smiled bitterly as she looked at the obscurity.
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“I keep moving. I’m going to ‘save’ Crow, Xiao, Haein, Bishop… Everyone I couldn’t protect.”
Mirae’s last words were so small that I couldn’t hear them.
There was only one word that Obscue heard.
It was ‘sal’.
Obscue stood up and said.
“Okay. I have to ‘survive’. Let’s go.”