Chapter 678 – 678. Take My Hand
Time passed and passed again.
There was no way to know how many days had passed.
There was no way to find out the passage of time.
When I thought about 7 days had passed, I gave up on calculating time when I heard that in fact only 3 days had passed.
180 days. In a fight that must last 180 days.
Maybe I was completely defeated.
Committing suicide by burning one’s life was also impossible.
My spirit reached its limit and gradually collapsed.
“Hey. Emperor.”
“…”
“You can’t even answer.”
A woman with oni horns.
I guess her name was Eunji Lee?
Anyway, the woman spoke to her.
It is obvious that it will be trivial content.
It would be a mockery of me anyway.
“Today. “I have prepared your friend.”
“.?”
But what does this mean?
I’ve prepared my friend.
My friend?
“That guy named Kaisha. “She is still alive.”
“What…?”
Kaisha.
My faithful subordinate.
She’s alive?
I thought she was dead.
How is she alive?
No. Wait.
“Si, I hate it. I don’t want to see it…”
Why did they keep me alive?
Why did they keep it alive?
If you are a transcendental person, there are so many.
But why did they keep him alive and not show him until now?
What is the reason you brought up Kaisha now?
What are you hoping for? What are you trying to show?
No. Scared. Don’t do it.
What will Kaisha be like?
I’m not curious.
So please.
“Hey. Bring it in.”
However, in response to my wish, Manma’s servant, who had no luck, showed despair as if it was natural.
The door to the laboratory opens.
The bound Kaisha was brought in.
“Now, this is someone who was your colleague. How do you feel?”
“…”
I am at a loss for words.
Kaisha is.
Kaisha.
“Ah.”
A hideously twisted body.
A belly that sticks out as if it’s about to explode.
Kaisha giving birth to something.
She was looking at me with a blank expression.
My people were ruined without even blaming me.
“Your majesty. Why? Are you still alive?”
Kaisha asks in a calm voice.
I couldn’t answer any of her questions.
Kaisha immediately laughed.
“Your majesty. She thought she had already escaped this hell. You weren’t. Haha… I guess I wasn’t the only one in hell. Thank goodness. Just me. I wasn’t the only one in this hell. Under. Haha. Haha…”
I still couldn’t reply to Kaisha’s words.
Her parched lips trembled.
There were nothing I could say.
It was as if I had dragged Kaisha in.
I was dragged into this crazy hell.
It’s my fault.
The author was not the type of person to be ruined like that.
He was a good person.
Kaisha. He was a good person.
“I’m sorry. I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry…”
I apologized profusely.
I couldn’t even cry.
I had no choice but to apologize to Kaisha, who continued to flinch and give birth to her baby.
Because there was nothing else I could do right now. I feel like I’m going to vomit and die if I don’t at least apologize.
I am shaking with helplessness.
I think this is the first time in this world that I have felt so helpless.
“Emperor. How is it? Our technical capabilities. Isn’t it amazing? You can make a person like this and still control their brain so that they can think rationally? “Amazing!”
“…”
Haha. It’s okay if you don’t admire it. In the hell’s research wing, experiments like this happen regularly. Isn’t it cool? “If you break the limits of moral and ethical concepts, the limits of technology will expand to this extent?”
“…”
“We are. It’s a battle of all kinds. It possesses technological uniqueness in so many different fields. Hundreds, thousands, hundreds of millions of lives were lost for that. It was all a worthy sacrifice. Don’t you think so? Are you saying that the technology is similar to that of Eldia, the 10,000-year empire? “It’s amazing!”
“…”
“And the Emperor would be surprised to know how many people volunteered to participate in the experiments to create the Machina that maintains the Abyss? I guess this is why fanatical religious states are good. Support yourself to become rich. Are you willing to sacrifice your head to become a brain in a vat? God wants it. Just this one word.”
“…”
“It’s a cool place. Don’t you think so? Perhaps soon, you Eldar will also be incorporated into the abyss. You will become the lowest class. You Eldar people will also play a big role in the great development of Maw, right? I’m already looking forward to it. Ah, indeed. I will allow the Emperor to watch from the front line. The screams of the Eldar people.”
Death.
Despair.
Look.
Witness.
Seeing the malice of the ten thousand demons devouring you and chewing you up.
“Off…”
It’s the devil.
These guys are evil.
No.
Monsters worse than the devil.
I saw it.
Even demons suffer under these monsters.
What on earth is Manma?
There was no purpose to their cruel actions.
They completely trample, humiliate, and despise the life of a being just for opposing them.
Only for entertainment.
I couldn’t even find a cause.
These monsters harass, destroy and destroy just because it’s fun.
Eldia is not like this.
Even if we win and colonize it.
Even though labor is exploited and resources are plundered.
To this extent, they did not play with or harass prisoners of the enemy country inhumanely.
“That must be from your perspective.”
Someone whispered to me.
The scenery changes.
Lee Eun-ji, who was laughing and mocking Kaisha by cutting her stomach in front of me, has disappeared.
Kai Sha, whose life force was being sucked out by repeating her childbirth and pregnancy in real time, also disappeared.
All that remains is deep darkness.
The abyss embraced me.
Soon, a woman with jet black hair stood in front of me with her hair hanging down.
“Emperor. “You must be mistaken.”
The identity of this woman… I know.
Witch of the Abyss, Aquinas.
A madman who destroyed 7 planets and sacrificed them.
“The darkness of the empire. The screams of those who have died. The wish they made to the abyss, shedding bloody tears. “You don’t know.”
Aquinas pulled out a book out of thin air.
“It’s a replica of the Apocalypse. “The owner has the original.”
She unfolded the sacred relic of the Ten Thousand Horses.
In it…
“This is the crime you Eldia have committed. Look. “You will find out when you see it.”
Information penetrated into the brain.
The darkness of the empire I didn’t want to know.
The worthless deaths of colonial natives.
The desperate cry of an orphan.
“Ah.”
“You guys are the same. All intelligent beings are there. The emperor who pretends to be noble. Your empire is no different from ours. In exchange for intelligence, living things also gain endless desire and malice.”
Maybe I already knew.
However, what I had seen up to this point was only ‘documented information.’
It was my first time seeing people suffering like this in person.
“Representation? Linear? Let’s stop making excuses like that. Bullying the weak. To be honest, it’s fun. “You also had fun sending your political enemies into exile, assassinating them, killing your brothers, and committing crimes.”
“No. No. I am. I.”
“You didn’t feel the joy of victory?”
“That’s…”
“Haven’t you ever been happy after overcoming adversity?”
“…”
“It must have been fun. The process of ascending to the position of emperor is stained with blood. There’s nothing to be ashamed of. Violating the weak. Trampling. Because we make it a virtue to suppress people so that they never think of attacking them again.”
I couldn’t lift my head up from Aquinas’ words.
The empire was also doing the same thing.
He himself was no different from Manma.
These people were not the only monsters.
The group that gained hegemony is.
There is no choice but to become a monster.
“Now, if all the people of Eldia die, there’s nothing to say, right? Because you were doing the same thing. I suffer because I am weak. “Isn’t this an obvious universal truth?”
“Please. Please… Please…”
“I want to wish, but I can’t, right? You just saw it. The image of an imperial soldier shooting a bullet into the head of a crying child.”
“No. That. “That’s…”
“That soldier was particularly evil? Isn’t it? “Your imperial soldiers are famous for having no blood or tears?”
I kept my mouth shut due to the reality that was thrust upon me.
For me, we were monsters no different from those who cursed us as monsters.
“Stop trying to measure evil. Because you and we are the same. However, we do not treat those who surrendered first like you do. Rather, it opens up a new life. “Maybe we are more benevolent than your empire?”
The scenery of the abyss comes into my head.
Unless they are people who really deserve to die.
Everyone was leading a peaceful daily life.
It really seemed like the apostle of Manma was trying to create an underground paradise here.
“… What do you want? “What should I do for showing this?”
“I don’t want anything. I just wanted to criticize you for shamelessly pointing fingers at us. And I just didn’t want to see her crying like a victim.”
Aquinas smiled and turned around.
Soon the darkness cleared.
And I was left alone in the lab.
There is silence.
The door will open soon.
The torture begins.
The mockery begins.
Endless malice overtook me.
Time passes.
The door opens again.
It repeats.
Then the door opened again.
“Oh. How are you?”
How much longer has it been?
I don’t know. I feel like 180 days have passed.
“Hey. “Someone came, but there was no answer.”
The apostle of Manma came before me, drinking her coffee.
He appeared before me again.
Why? For some reason, he didn’t look bad.
Unlike the women who had harassed me in numerous ways up to this point.
Because he just wanted my body. Is that why?
For some reason, even though I was looking at him, no murderous intent or hatred arose.
Rather, I felt relieved.
It’s going crazy, and I’m feeling nauseous.
I hate myself so much for thinking that that guy is better.
I hate my weak thinking that makes me want the author to come.
I feel so pathetic and annoyed at myself for thinking that I was waiting for you.
I just want to die like this.
“How is it. Is it worth it?”
“…”
Don’t ask in a friendly way.
It’s to die for. I hope it stops now.
“My eyes are dead. You must have suffered a lot.”
“…”
Don’t look at me like you feel sorry for me.
It’s what you did anyway. Why are you asking this as if it has nothing to do with you?
“Okay, whatever. I didn’t come here to bother you today. “I was wondering if you were doing well for the first time in a while.”
Don’t be polite.
Please. Stop it.
I feel like my heart will break.
Whenever I feel like leaning on someone, they come to me…
Don’t harass me. Please.
“Are you kidding me? All this time… I wonder what happened to me here. Know.? “You…”
For some reason, tears poured down.
What was so sad and blessed?
Why are you crying and expressing your resentment to this man?
In the end, that guy is the root of all evil.
For some reason, I am trying to lean on that guy.
“Okay. I guess we can release it slowly.”
“What?”
“They said they would release me. Because I suffered what I deserved.”
“You’re releasing me? Me…?”
“Okay. The inhabitants of Hell, who saw you being tortured, began to sympathize with you. This roughly means that the image has been washed.”
“Well, what is that…”
“I’ll release you.”
The restraints that had bound my arms and legs for a long time were released.
How many days will it be? A crab that stands on two legs.
“Are you really… Releasing me?”
“Okay. Instead, there is one condition.”
“Conditions…?”
“Okay. It’s no big deal. Stop surrendering.”
“… Surrender…”
“Eldia admits defeat to Manma and surrenders. Stop the war Then your people, the Eldar, won’t have to suffer like you did. They also make citizenship cards. “I will accept you peacefully.”
“…”
Is that really true?
Can we really believe what this man says?
“This is my first and last chance to give you. If you refuse this. I can’t help it, though. We have no choice but to completely destroy you.”
The apostle of Ten Thousand Demons stretched out his hand.
If you hold that hand.
We are defeated.
But.
‘If it’s a fight you’re going to lose anyway. ‘Rather.’
Wouldn’t it be better to surrender quickly and ensure the safety of the people?
Aquinas said: They won’t trample on those who surrender first and open their stomachs.
If so.
Shouldn’t we seize this opportunity now?
Okay. They say it’s your first and last chance.
This is the last time.
If you miss this opportunity…
All the Eldar will be locked in the research wing and subjected to something similar to what happened to Kaisha.
We have to hold hands.
You have to surrender.
There is no need to fight a hopeless fight.
“Joe, okay… I ask you…” “
Pu-Eng!!!!!!!
The moment you give your hand to the apostle of Manma.
My body exploded.
180 days have passed.
“Peha!!!!”
“He is awake!!!”
Rachel’s body was shattered.
I woke up again in the Golden Fleet.
In the end, I couldn’t grab the hand he held out.
Couldn’t surrender.
“It was ruined.”
A feeling of despair rose up to my throat.
I curled up and cried.
