Chapter 169 – Anomaly
A room with the lights off.
Kim Chang-muk reached out to the only light that lit up the room.
“Under… Haha….”
A computer that is turned on and squirms.
It felt very foreign to face again after many years.
-Sue.
As I swiped the monitor with my finger, the accumulated dust adhered to it.
Continue similar behavior.
They bang on the desk and shake the mouse.
“I’m back… ?”
The reason why he continued such meaningless actions was because he couldn’t believe it.
However, it was only through the delicate tactile senses and the exact same structure of his own room that remained vague in his memory that he could understand it after confirming it several times.
He says he’s back
Before everything even started, to the reality where I was forced to endure each day without a future.
There was no doubt.
That made him even more confused.
He became an evil god and vowed to protect the world, but when he swallowed a piece, he was sent back to his room.
“How… What do you mean?”
In this room, he couldn’t do much.
After spending about an hour in a daze without doing anything like that, he remembered something and looked around urgently.
“Unless I’m crazy….”
He lifts up the top of the messy desk and leans down to examine the floor.
Even that wasn’t enough, he searched through the trash, but he couldn’t find what he was looking for.
“Ah! For a moment.”
The last place he checked as his complexion grew pale,
―It’s sweet.
It was a CD rom.
As he pressed the button, the old computer lazily stuck out its tongue.
“…….”
The top of that tongue was empty.
“I… Are you crazy?”
A game CD named Pure Love Story.
Inserting it here and playing it was the beginning of everything.
However, that starting point has disappeared.
As his stomach rumbles and his head starts spinning, he opens the door to the stinky bathroom.
“Ugh, uh woah!”
I felt sick to my stomach.
Vomiting reflected in my gaze after I stole my eyes with my sleeve because my blurred vision was stuffy.
“It’s ramen.”
Unique twisty side.
When I lived on Earth, I ate ramen as a staple food.
An industrial product that I missed because I had not eaten it for three years.
He must have been like that, but why did he vomit up ramen himself?
Dumbfounded, he raises his head and faces the mirror.
A mirror with bluish mold growing on the edges due to moisture not draining properly.
Plain and plain appearance.
He groped his face with the palm of his hand.
“My face….”
Appearance with no flaws.
Unmanaged, messy beard growth and not-so-greasy skin.
The skin wasn’t shiny, and even small pimples were popping up here and there.
“Fuck… What’s this.”
He began to breathe more and more, and he took off his pants inappropriately for the situation.
Then the penis protrudes.
“… Fuck.”
It was far from the genitals that I used to call perforators.
It wasn’t small, but it was a decent penis with nothing special about it.
The important thing is that the skin and the size of the penis have returned to their original state.
“Fuck… ! Fuck!”
As if everything he had been through was delusional.
However, the times he had gone through over the past three years were not the type of thing that could be denied with just these things.
He crouches down on her floor, closes his eyes, and begins to breathe deeply, recalling his memories.
From her misunderstandings and entanglement with her witch, to her suffering of leaving Rumi Slynd Kingdom and being eaten by an ogre.
She herself went through it all, and at the end of that process she returned to this place.
“So I… It is evil.”
He decided to sacrifice himself for the salvation of the world.
A doubt began to grow in his mind.
This doubt is like a disease that feeds on doubt and eventually makes you doubt yourself.
In the meantime, a fact suddenly came to my mind.
“Wait a minute.”
The world that exists in one’s memory and this place, the earth.
He wasn’t the only one who experienced the two worlds.
“Hyeji. Shin Hye-ji.”
He never knew if he had come back.
There is a possibility that Shin Hye-ji, possessed by Osiel Daytona, will also return.
Just then, a bell rang in the corner of the room.
His pale complexion started to glow red, and he hurriedly looked for his cell phone.
An old smartphone left in a corner of the room.
It was the convenience store manager who called him.
“Hello.”
―What time is it now, why aren’t you coming!
As soon as I answered the phone with awkward hand movements, I heard a shout.
Kim Chang-mook put his phone away and ran.
―Quaang!
The outside facing the door was a series of heterogeneity.
People busily passing between buildings that look similar without any distinctive features.
When it rains, your body gets wet even if you are inside, and it is not a carriage that throbs from your hips to your waist, but cars that are comfortable and very fast.
But those things didn’t catch his eye.
It was because Kim Chang-muk’s head was full of thoughts that he had to find Shin Hye-ji.
She obviously didn’t know where she lived, but from what I saw in her reminiscence room, she seemed to know where she was now.
Because Shin Hye-ji always hovered around her own.
She said she came back, she never came back.
She herself had to head to the convenience store.
In front of the convenience store we arrived at.
“Heo-eok, hook, heuuuuugh!”
Panting like an animal, he gasped for breath before opening his eyes and scanning the surroundings, where he caught sight of a woman vaguely hiding herself.
The woman was checking herself and conflicting about something in her.
Kim Chang-muk, who had never been late, was late and didn’t look so good, so he was worried and tried to approach her, and Shin Hye-ji, who couldn’t do anything about it because of the collision of the mind that she had to hide herself as always.
Kim Chang-muk approached her.
“Shin Hyeji!”
“Uh, uh, uh-!?”
Shin Hye-ji was taken aback by his call and shrank her neck like her Zara.
Kim Chang-muk held the shoulders of Shin Hye-ji, who was in confusion, because he did not have this situation in mind.
“You you….”
But he blurted out.
That’s because I didn’t know what to ask.
She would be treated like a lunatic if she asked if she ever possessed Ociel’s body.
After thinking a lot for a short time, he spat out his words with his eyes tightly closed.
“Osiel, Illya… Ed.”
“What, what?”
In the end, what Kim Chang-muk said were names he would not have known if he had not experienced the world in the biography of Soon-ae like himself.
Sure enough, Shin Hye-ji put on a puzzled expression.
At that, Kim Chang-muk’s expression darkened and he lowered his head.
“No… Nothing.”
Then he turned around and went back to his room.
“Cha, Changmuk… ?”
Shin Hye-ji looked at his back with her questioning face.
“Osiel… ?”
She chewed on her words he had left her, but she had no way of knowing her.
She followed him, feeling a sense of incongruity, different from the usual Kim Chang-mook, rather than words she could not understand.
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Several days have passed since then.
There was no game CD anywhere in the room, and I searched the Internet for a biography of Sunae, just in case, but no information came out.
Forgetting hunger, he obsessed with the keyword of pure love like a madman, but found nothing.
“Really… Did I go crazy?”
It couldn’t be.
Even if all the moments were organized by a person named Ed, it could not be denied that it was not reality because he experienced it himself.
Not a modern society where it is easy to make a living if you work moderately, the two years of working diligently every day to survive, as well as the time that passed quickly afterwards, were by no means delusional.
“No. I am not crazy.”
His face, exhausted from not eating or sleeping properly, could no longer be seen normally.
Still, he didn’t stop scouring the internet.
“I… I’m an evil god….”
A world that was more valuable than life here.
Was the world saved by his sacrifice?
What happened to those they love?
I wanted to know.
I hoped that the sacrifice would have meaning.
If there is no way to know… At least I wanted to be sure that I wasn’t crazy.
Days like that continued.
The calls from the manager of the convenience store that used to come every day were now cut off, and when I was hungry, I boiled and ate ramen once every two or three days and searched for Sunae electricity by searching Google and second-hand trading sites.
It was all meaningless.
-Bang! Bang! Quaang!
“Head hurts.”
Shin Hye-ji knocks on the door that has been closed since yesterday, as if she is worried about him, who has not gone out even once in a not short period of time.
The more he did, the more he covered his ears and crouched down, desperate to find evidence that he was not insane.
– Changmuk! Open the door!
Conviction that the world exists.
In order for the closed door to open, it was after I confirmed with my own eyes even the smallest thing.
―It’s sweet.
That’s why Kim Chang-muk even locks the latch on the front door.
If everything was your own delusion.
If it was a fictional story created by a really crazy self.
“How do you do it?”
Slowly, but surely.
His insides were rotting and rotting away.
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The odds came suddenly at some point.
『■■ : [Node.Jsdg1]』
-Memory preservation.
Flickering monitor.
And the letter that rises in the center.
『Pure Love Electricity』
When his confidence is eroded by denial, he has one last chance.
―Click!
