Chapter 42 – Episode 42: First Visit to the Demon Realm
It’s been about a week since I became a yumma.
So far, I was satisfied with being a demon.
Even now, looking directly into Ahyeon’s head and seeing the effects of the teaching assistant, it seemed that becoming a demon somehow went well.
But suddenly, I thought that no matter how much fun I had, I would end up playing on the palm of the guy who made me a demon.
At first glance, it doesn’t seem to be intervening in my life except for turning me into an inma, but I wondered if it was his intention to immerse myself in this life as an inma.
It is inevitable that he will be interested in something new, but for the past few days, he has been obsessed with tutoring Ahyeon.
Just a few days ago, I thought that there were still many things I didn’t know as a devil, and even though I recalled the danger of being an angel from the other side of the memories I received from him, my sexual desire overcame everything.
‘…How the hell does that guy absorb my memories? Is he just saying he’s my mother?’
In order to solve the question that suddenly came to my mind, I lay down on the bed and began to feel the magic flowing through my body.
There was a place where the flow of magical energy gathered, and I instinctively knew what it was.
This was the seed I received from him, the Soul Stone, my other heart that became the Inma.
At first glance, magic seemed to flow evenly throughout the body like blood, centered on the seed, but the flow between the brain and the seed felt different from the others.
How to say
The flow was biased to one side, from the brain to the seed.
And another flow from the seed had a similar feel, but this flow was perfectly one-way.
However, if you follow this flow, it is suddenly cut off as if the space is cut off, but the magic is still flowing somewhere.
‘The flow between the brain and the seed is biased toward the seed, and the flow between the seed and the unknown is one-way toward the unknown?’
Suddenly, something flashed through my brain.
Assuming that the memories stored in my brain are stored intact in the seed, and that knowledge related to Yinma flows from the seed to the brain only when necessary, the biased flow toward the seed could be explained.
The one-way flow from the seed to the unknown realm can be seen as my memories accumulated in the seed transcending space and heading to him.
“…!!”
When the hypothesis was completed, the flow of magical power between the brain and the seed was instinctively blocked.
For some reason, I thought that if I could convey what I was thinking, I would touch his heart, and if the hypothesis was true, I thought that if I stopped this, he wouldn’t be able to see my memories either.
Of course, it’s just a hypothesis, but if you check one thing, you can prove it.
Now that you know you can block a flow, if you can create a flow that didn’t exist.
When the one-way passage from the seed to the unknown realm was changed to a two-way passage, if I could absorb his memories too.
From then on, my hypothesis became a fact, not a hypothesis.
“…?!”
‘You have the same magical power as me?’
Just then, suddenly, a gap opened in the nearby space.
However, in that gap, the exact same magical energy as mine leaked out.
I had an intuition that the guy who was my mother suddenly had no memory of me, so it seemed like he was coming to check on the problem.
In addition, as the flow from the seed to the unknown realm intensified, my confidence grew.
‘…Damn it!’
I thought about what to do, and I committed it.
It sent magic power to an unknown realm.
“Keuuugh…!!”
I felt the magic in my hand and pulled it with all my might.
All of this before a second had passed since I was sure he would show up.
But at that very moment, I passed out with a huge headache and black eyes.
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“…Ugh?”
‘No way…?’
When I woke up again, there was a person, no, a devil with horns on my head standing next to my bed.
But it felt instinctive.
That this demon is the one who made a contract with me.
“…Bagras?”
But I was calling the name of a guy I didn’t even know before, as if I knew it from before.
His name is Bagras Krat.
He was a demon of the Krat family, who even had the title of Great Demon.
That is also…
“…Was my hypothesis correct? Did I also absorb your memories?”
“Hah… I really do. This is a goal hitter. Yes dude.”
“…But why did I faint?”
“I almost lost my life. You, did I save you again?”
“Ah, what else did you save me…”
“Hey. Is the amount of information the same if you learn how to use magic by passing it on from me as knowledge, and if I learn it by ignorantly absorbing all the processes of knowing that magic?”
“…Well, it must be different.”
“Even with specific knowledge and related experiences, the amount of information is different. Why did you try to absorb the experience I’ve accumulated over a thousand years at once? You almost died because your soul stone couldn’t stand the amount of information.”
“Oh…You’re over a thousand years old? But then why do you gulp through my entire memory every time?”
“If you’re a great devil like me, it’s okay to absorb someone else’s entire memory. You have to absorb only the necessary knowledge to be okay. So, do you know how cumbersome, difficult, and delicate it was for me to save you from the experience you absorbed, leaving only the knowledge behind?”
“Ah yes… You worked hard…”
The size of the soul stone, the heart of the devil, increases in proportion to the owner’s growth, as well as the absolute amount and production of magical power that can be accommodated.
So, if you tried to absorb as much information as you could with an immature soul stone like I did earlier or try to use magic, you could die.
“…No, but were you a bastard who would kindly tell you anything you asked? Even when you signed the contract for the first time, you explained it like an idiot and went to bed as soon as you signed the contract. Wouldn’t this have happened if you had explained it properly in the first place?”
“Bastard? Bastard is a bastard. It’s been hundreds of years since I was a thousand years old, but the soul stone hasn’t even dried…”
“What will you do when you’re a thousand years old, you old bastard? So am I wrong?”
“Oh, so you saved me?”
“…? What…”
Surprisingly, after admitting it meekly, I suddenly had nothing to say.
“But you, did I save you twice this time alone? Three times, including the time I got into a car accident.”
“…What are you talking about again?”
“Did you already forget the contract with me?”
“Well?”
“Think about what a contract is, dude.”
“…”
A contract guaranteed by absolute law, if one party breaches the contract, gives the other party the ability to instantly kill the offending party with a mere thought.
My deal with Bagras is to give my memories to him in exchange for Bagras reviving me.
So at the point I disconnected him from passing his memory, he could have killed me, but he didn’t.
Then, once when he didn’t kill me for violating the contract, and once when he almost died from excessive information absorption.
It was like he saved my life twice.
But I know this because I just absorbed the knowledge of Bagras, until then I…
“I didn’t even know what would happen if I violated the contract. Aren’t you being too condescending?”
“…Anyway, you know now, right?”
“Now I know because I’ve looked into your head. I have to say something after I told you something. You’re an asshole, really?”
“All devils are like that.”
“This shit?”
“…Hey, check the soul stone.”
“Are you talking softly?”
“Oh, look at me quickly.”
“…”
Shook-
“…Before, it felt like a real seed, but now it’s the size of a fist?”
After listening to Bagras’ words, I took out my soul stone.
“…There are also two patterns.”
As a result of the absorbed knowledge, each demon’s soul stone is engraved with a unique pattern upon its birth.
However, for some reason, there was another pattern engraved on my soul stone that I did not like.
“One is mine.”
“…Your one? …Wait a minute, hey. Then, did you ever make me your own?”
The pattern of the soul stone is the symbol of its owner.
The appearance of a pattern engraved on the soul stone that was not one’s own could be seen on the soul stone of a family member who had been given power by the owner of the pattern.
“Well, I didn’t make you one of my followers because you’re pretty. Your original soul stone was cracked due to excessive information absorption, so you had to fix it to save it properly. There are other ways, but taking mine off was the quickest and easiest way.”
“Then you just have to take off the soul stone. Whoever put your design on my soul stone?”
“Hey, do you think anyone can be my follower? You were only a human until recently, but you bought it highly for being touched by me, and it was a pity to just give away my precious Soul Stone, so you made it your follower.”
“Isn’t it just the back?”
“I know it as an honor. It’s unprecedented that a human being has become a member of Bagras-sama’s family? It’s a special service that wasn’t even in the contract.”
“Looking at it now, it wasn’t even in the contract that I was made into an inma.
“But you have to be careful. It’s normal for strong demons to be challenged or conquered by other demons…”
“…You’re just saying something?”
Crackle-
“?”
I don’t like the fact that my soul stone has the symbol of Bagras.
It was obvious that he was secretly trying to make me a target.
…And just twist it.
I wrapped my magic power around my fingertips and drew the middle of the guy’s pattern.
“…What are you doing?”
“What’s the problem? I didn’t violate the contract. I never decided to become one of your people.”
“This shit?”
“Lol?”
Having insulted his symbol, Bagras seemed angry.
It felt like I had avenged the conversation I had with the mindless person the day I first became an Inma, and it was somehow refreshing.
“But, there are good points if you wear your patterns.”
“…What else are you talking about?”
“It’s not like I scratched your design to the point where I couldn’t recognize it. Then how will demons who see your design and the scratches on it see me?”
“…?”
“Think about it! You’ll see me as someone who can’t even do something like the great demon Bagras! Don’t you?”
“…Now, are you thinking of stepping into the Demon Realm and selling my name, while denying that I am a member of your family by daring to scratch my coat of arms?”
“What, is that so?”
“Ah…I…Really…”
Bagras, who had been staring blankly at me, suddenly burst into laughter.
“You’re funny. You’re filthy cocky, but you’re funny anyway.”
“…Hmm?”
“…The Pandemonium is a place where everything is accepted by the logic of power, which goes back to the law of strong self-respect.”
‘Why are you suddenly immersed in the second grade patient…’
“You don’t seem to know the weight of it, but in fact, being in my household is great.”
“No, I know. I know you’re the Great Devil. That’s why I was trying to sell my name.”
“…Quiet!”
“…”
“…No, but you’re still scratching my pattern?”
“That’s just to pick you up…”
“Quiet, quiet!”
“…”
“…So, if you’re going to sell my name, I’ll try to sell it properly. Anyway, people weaker than me won’t be able to move just by hearing my name.”
“But at the point you made me into your circle, wouldn’t you have nothing to say even if I sold my name and went around?”
“…”
“…”
“…Anyway, no matter how much you deny it, you, my follower, possess mighty magical power. You will become a very powerful demon in the future.”
“Well…”
“So I’ll give you a new name. Darth…What shall I do?”
“Nam Min-woo.”
“Isn’t Das Nam Min-woo a bit strange?”
“Nam Min-woo.”
“…Das Nam Min-woo isn’t weird, are you?”
“No? It’s just Minwoo Nam.”
“?”
“Nam Min-woo.”
“…You’re just going to use the name Nam Min-woo?”
“Yes. I’m living well with my current name, so why use a different name to confuse me? And who are you to decide my name?”
“No… Hey. You’re a pretty high-ranking demon now. Shouldn’t you have a decent name?”
“Are you saying the name my parents gave me isn’t a good name?”
“…Ah, no, that’s not what you meant, right?”
“So Nam Min-woo.”
“…”
“Nam. Min. Woo.”
“…It’s okay. Do as you like. Go.”
“Oh, quickly disappear.”
“Pak, Mr…Ah right. Hey, reconnect the memories.”
“…But can’t I look at it? It’s a bit disappointing to feel like I’m being watched.”
“Can you? Do you want to die?”
“…Yes. It’s a contract.”
“Yes. It’s a contract, so if you don’t want to die, don’t hang up again? This time, you didn’t know either, so I’ll let you go, but next time, I’ll kill you without really looking at you.”
“Ah yes… They say I’ll die, so that’s it…”
“Don’t you dare peek into my memories. It hurts if you know.”
“Yes…Yes…”
“Don’t be shy when answering.”
“…”
“Answer.”
“…”
“Are you really not going to answer me?”
“I’ll repay you with fun instead!”
“…Yes?”
Bagras pointed his finger at his blade, and for a moment his head throbbed.
“Where, let’s see how much fun you make me then?”
“…What is it? These are…Coordinates? Come here?”
“Bye~”
“No, shit? Hey, where exactly is this place? When can I go?”
Bagras returned to the Pandemonium, leaving only the coordinates of somewhere in the Pandemonium in my head.
“Sueup-…He chews up words again and disappears…?”
‘I’m curious about the Demon World… But I have to go to the company tomorrow, so it’s a bit like going…’
“…Isn’t it? If only I could go to the demon realm and also go to the company.”
Looking back at the knowledge he absorbed from Bargras, it was a simple task to create another body for him.
I made a living body that looked just like me, and planted a soul stone the size of the seed I received from Bagras.
The Soul Stone pieces were then linked back to the Soul Stone in my original body, allowing my memories to be synchronized in real time.
“Five…”
“Five…”
I feel that the cognitive ability of the existence of me transcends me.
The sense of being connected to ‘another me’, which was divided from the mother body, was very new.
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“…But why are we here?”
“We…You, no me, me?”
However, becoming two people was not as easy as I thought.
“…I feel the difference between what I know through real knowledge and what I know through experience.”
“…I feel the difference between what I know through real knowledge and what I know through experience.”
“…Is this creepy?”
“…Is this creepy?”
After wandering around to the point of exhaustion, I thought it would be great if I could just assimilate the experience of someone who has mastered this perfectly.
It’s definitely two, but it’s one, but it’s like using two heads, but I couldn’t get used to this.
“…Are you a real asshole?”
“You, the parent, are a double body? I’m a fragmented body.”
“…Fuck.”
“…Foot.”
“…But aren’t our intelligences the same?”
“Uh?”
If I move one body, I can’t move the other, and if I force myself to move at the same time, the other body moves as I saw it and then falls.
It took more than 30 minutes to realize the simple fact that it is easy to move separately if you synchronize only when you need another piece of my information.
‘…Doesn’t that sound like fun?’
After the fragments remained in Middle-earth to go to work and practice synchronizing with me, I headed for the coordinates left by Bagras.
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“What…?!”
“What, what…!!”
“…Yes?”
I opened the door to the Pandemonium with the coordinates Bagras left me, and in an instant, the surroundings became noisy.
It was the first time I had opened the door, so I wondered if I had made a mistake, but the coordinates Bagras gave me were definitely correct.
“It’s an intruder!!! A door leading to Middle-earth has opened in the citadel!!!”
“Uh…How did you open the door inside the citadel?”
This place was in the middle of a fortress with flags drawn with devilish patterns that I had never seen before.
And in an instant, I was surrounded by the spear tips of dozens of soldiers.
“Um…Is this a little annoying? Are you saying we’re going to fight? Let’s clean it up, right?”
“Hey, aren’t you human?”
“…A human could have opened the door?”
‘…What is this Tang Dynasty army?
But I didn’t even feel threatened.
Even though I had never fought as a demon, I was not afraid at all of the lower level demons who trembled at the sight of me standing still.
“By the way, where is this place?”
“…You open the door yourself, and you don’t even know where this is?”
“Um… I have some circumstances.”
“…This is the castle of the Adren family! Why did you come here?!”
“…Well? I’d like to talk to the person in charge here.”
“Then reveal your identity! Where are you from!”
“Uh…Nam Min-woo from Yulyeong Nam’s family?”
“…I will tell the superiors! Wait here!”
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“Did you say it’s the wooden soap of Mr. Ghost Tree’s family?!”
“…Yes?”
How long had it been since I waited in vain, surrounded by trembling spear tips?
A high-pitched voice called me.
…Maybe?
