Chapter 302 – Side Story) Heavenly Demon
It’s a dream.
The reason I realized this was a dream was actually simple.
“-Sister”
It was because a girl who was still young and seemed childish called me.
“Give it to me…”
This was because the only blood relative he had strangled to death with his own hands was still alive and writhing.
“Under.”
I laughed out loud.
The sensation of writhing and struggling came from both hands.
It’s a dream.
“It’s been a while since I saw your face.”
Were you wearing those clothes at the time?
At that time, were you making that kind of expression?
Memories that had become blurry over time had been added to by other memories, so the face of my younger sister that I was looking down at now was a face that felt somewhat unfamiliar yet familiar.
Did you look like this?
In my sister’s blurry face, I could see my own face reflected at a glance.
I’ve heard many times that we look alike.
You were especially loved because you were very charming, and I also loved you very much.
“Sigh… Sigh… Sigh…”
The struggle is getting weaker.
On the other hand, it became more intense.
The tightness in my neck, my strength draining away, and my desire to survive growing stronger, turned my frail struggles into a poisonous one.
“Okay, okay. “At that time… I was still too weak.”
So it hurt a lot.
It was because you, struggling, scratched the back of my hand, wrist, and arm with your nails.
You did that even though you scratched me so hard that my fingernails were lifted and pulled out.
Grumbling.
Blood flowed.
Not just the four fingers held up and bleeding.
Before you heard that, I was bleeding because your nails split my skin.
The flowing blood soaked my arm and your face, which was strangled by my hand.
“It’s been a long time since I shed blood.”
The last time I tore my skin with my fingernails and shed blood… It’s been so long that it’s hard to even call it a long time.
“…Really.”
A really long time has passed.
“So much time has passed that even your face, which I tried not to forget, has become blurry.”
I couldn’t tell you how many nights had passed since your hands bled.
Yes, since then.
I can no longer get hurt by things like my fingernails.
At that time, I couldn’t use anything for self-defense, and I just had delicate skin… I was just a young girl like you, and even though I was covered in blood.
And yet he continued to strangle you.
“–Sister.”
“Sorry.”
I apologized softly and like that.
Even though I knew it was a dream, I did that.
I did this even though I knew that this child was already dead and no longer there.
I couldn’t help but say that to my sister’s face, which was stained with pain.
Ugh…
You exhaled.
Just like back then.
It was my last breath.
And then you told me
“-Please die.”
At that time, you cried and wished for me so much.
I, too, strangled you while crying.
For a while.
It continues for a while until you die.
I killed you like that for a long time.
But, it was different now.
“At that time, I was really sorry that I couldn’t break your neck in one go.”
Squeak…!
With just a small amount of force from my fingers, the girl in front of me… The girl in my dream who looked like my flesh and blood broke her neck.
Something I couldn’t do at the time.
I could do it now.
Because now I know how to use my power.
The person I am now was because I wasn’t the young, clueless girl who had been kidnapped by strangers.
“Really… So many years have passed.”
The girl who was kidnapped along with her younger sister.
In the end, the girl who killed her sister with her own hands was no more.
“…”
I raised my body up.
She took one last look at her sister’s helpless, crumbling face.
And.
Shadows jumped out and fell down in front of me.
Just like back then.
The flesh and blood I had strangled with my own hands slowly died in pain… Just like when they eventually died.
“The Second Coming of Heaven!”
“Manmaangbok!”
Me and the people who kidnapped you ended up falling before me, who stayed until the end and killed you.
“Oh oh. Finally. Finally…”
One of them, an elderly man, came towards me as if crawling, moved his hand as if groping the floor, picked up my foot, and then kissed the top of my foot.
And looked up at me.
The old man had no eyes.
Instead, only pus was flowing down from the empty eyelids.
The fishy, rotten smell that came from the old man at that time was probably because his flesh was rotting away with pus.
“Lord of all demons. Please grant our wish.”
Said the old man.
“Devil of heaven, please grant our wish.”
Those who bowed down before me with the old man said:
“My Heavenly Demon.”
They wished me
They wished me
“Hopefully. Be our pinnacle.”
Strongly.
I ask you to become stronger than anything else.
As the master of all demons who is not defeated by anyone.
Achieving the pinnacle of nothingness…
“Hopefully…”
Finally, to make their long-held wish come true.
I wished for this when I was still young.
“The Second Coming of Heaven! Manmaangbok!”
And they all committed suicide with their own hands.
Someone wrapped a knife around my hand and ripped off my neck.
Someone else cut off my uvula with a knife.
Another person died by hitting his head on the ground.
Blood flowed again.
“This… Is terrible even when I look at it again.”
Fanaticism and hatred.
The things that supported their lives took their lives away.
However, he did so by passing everything on to the girl who had killed her own flesh and blood with her own hands just moments ago.
“Even now, I don’t know what caused you to harbor such hatred.”
What I knew about them was very little.
All I knew was that they were people who believed in the Heavenly Demon Church, that they were fugitives from oppression, and that they were the ones who kidnapped many children, including my younger sister and me.
I didn’t find out about them until much later, and it was so old that there wasn’t much left to recognize, so there was no way.
I put my hands into the empty eyelids and looked down at the dead old man.
“Hmm.”
However, I understood that you all hated it enough to risk everything.
Even though I know that this is just simple agreement.
Nevertheless, the reason I felt pity for them was because, even though I did not know the source of their hatred, they formed my foundation.
Okay.
They were my origins.
I was all of them.
Oh oh oh oh…
A wail was heard.
A sound like many voices mixing together and screaming.
“Has it started?”
100 still young… Unspoiled boys and girls.
All children with outstanding talent who may have made a name for themselves one day.
Everyone, including me, was kidnapped by them and killed each other in a forest.
Because he was threatened to kill his family if he didn’t kill him, because he was scared by the knife pointed at him, because he just wanted to live, because he wanted to see his mother and father, because he didn’t want to die, because he wanted to become an adult, because he wanted to see his loved one.
Each person had a different reason.
But each one had the same reason.
Let’s live.
To live.
They killed and killed each other to keep their lives alive.
And.
On that day, I was stabbed in the stomach by her sister, who survived until the end of her life.
Together, she promised her sister that they would somehow survive these and run away together.
I was stabbed in the stomach by my own flesh and blood.
“Hmm.”
Certainly, so did I in this dream.
I’m crying…
Blood was flowing from the stomach where the small dagger was stuck.
It wasn’t a very good location.
“It hurt.”
It felt like my flesh was burning.
However, being betrayed by someone you trusted was even more painful.
The fact that my beloved blood relative tried to kill me was even more painful.
So.
I strangled my sister like that…
That was the story.
A truly unfortunate story.
Because the sisters had outstanding military talents, they caught their attention and slaughtered each other.
It was a story that could not even be considered a third-rate novel.
And these.
Those who crawled at my feet and committed suicide were fanatics.
At the same time, he was an avenger…
They were also persecuted at the same time.
The 100 masters who were driven out and driven out, surviving only with hatred… The 100 masters who had no doubts about the absurdity of the Heavenly Demon Religion, who were strong because they had survived, all died on this day.
And.
“That’s terrible.”
Blood flocked to me.
Just like that day.
The sight of the children who died and the blood of the masters who gave up their lives right before my eyes melting away and flowing down to me as blood was a terrible sight to see again.
I looked at her younger sister, who instantly melted and spread with blood… Only her white bones remained.
It wasn’t just my younger sister.
The bodies of the children who had killed each other over the course of ten days were also coming to me, melting and turning into blood, just like my sister.
Also…
-Be revered.
-Please make our wishes come true.
-Demon.
-Lord of ten thousand demons.
Through the deaf ears, the voices of those who had died could be heard.
The pure courage of the 100 empty people and the inner strength of those who gave up their lives blindly trusting only a single thread of hatred flowed into me.
Even now that I think about it, it was a sight that made me think that I had committed something truly absurd.
How could they not have doubted that something like this would be possible?
Or not…
Was everyone so hateful that they had to believe only this?
Bones break into pieces, melt and become mushy, and then harden and fit together again.
The muscles are twisted, scattered like threads one by one, then united and rebuilt.
Even though I had outstanding talent, my body was filled with energy when I was still a young girl.
Only to fulfill their long-held wish, my body was reborn.
Okay.
On this day I was reborn.
He was offered as a sacrifice in a terrible, impossible, absurd ritual that made humans lonely, swallowed all the other sacrifices, died once, and was reborn.
The girl who had known that going out with her sister and buying and eating dumplings was the happiest thing in her life died that day.
Instead.
A devil covered in blood, made up of slaughter and fanaticism, was born.
“…It’s boring.”
I was happy to be able to see my brother’s fading face again, but I had no intention of continuing to dream.
I raised the arm that had melted and reappeared in the blood, becoming tangled and messy again.
And grabbed her hand.
Fist.
The very first.
The devil born that day first held her hand like that.
The Gishin, Cheonma, who was born with the wish to become the pinnacle of nothingness, knew all the nothingness that existed in the world the moment he was born.
It happened the moment I clenched my fist.
How to handle every fist that flows through my mind.
They were all woven together and made into one.
Because I was born that way.
Because I was born that way.
And just like every child does the moment they are born.
The devil announced to the world that she had been born.
Not by crying, like babies do, but in a different way.
Heavenly Demon Divine Fist
Mite [應哀]
The fist that was thrown towards the sky broke the sky.
– Heavenly Demon. Become the pinnacle and achieve our revenge.
“…You’re awake.”
It was a dream I hadn’t had in a long time, but it still had a bad aftertaste.
The impression was just that.
I got up and put the bear in my mouth.
Grumble!
The flames rising from the tips of my fingers burned the herbs that I had pushed into the end of the stick, sending up smoke.
Sigh, I inhaled that smoke.
“Good.”
Many years passed and many things happened.
However, I did not experience all those years.
Rather, it was the opposite.
Many years have passed, but most of my memories are blurry.
By the time I fully regained consciousness… I had achieved half of the resentment I had been carrying.
– Heavenly Demon, become the peak and achieve our revenge.
Become the top of the world.
This was after the wishes of the avengers who had persecuted the persecuted people were granted.
A lot of blood had already been shed.
After that, I was semi-free.
Since I was no longer bound by wishes that had already been granted, my consciousness became complete.
But that was all.
For a long time, I wandered around in the world alone.
Then, somehow, I ended up flowing into this world.
All kinds of worlds mixed together…
Just like the world I lived in, this place is a mixture of worlds that were destined to be destroyed.
“It was a good thing, but this is what happens when you live for a long time.”
Isn’t it ironic that I, who once ruined the world with my own hands, ended up saving a world that was almost ruined here?
Of course, even if what happened before wasn’t your will.
It was funny that the person who ruined the world was called the savior who saved the world here.
However, since my life will continue for a long time anyway, I thought there would be no harm in having this experience.
Moreover, there was one good thing about this world.
“Huh…”
As I inhale and exhale the smoke over and over again, my vision becomes blurry.
Even though he was created as the pinnacle of nothingness, and no matter how much he was created as a god, he sighed at the medicinal effects that were beginning to take effect on his body, which had become the body of a god.
Eternal life.
Unsinkable.
Heaven and Earth.
It was a body that contained all of those things.
It was the most complete and perfect body created to become the pinnacle of nothingness.
To put it another way, it was said that he was smoking extremely poison that even a body like that could feel.
I guess it was a good thing.
It’s not like you’re going to die from something like this anyway.
All I could do was enjoy the languid, slightly dizzy feeling of being drunk on a poison that could not kill me.
“…Now that I think about it, it’s time to hear about the work I asked you to do before.”
A thought occurred to me, so I decided to listen.
“River.”
-Yes, Master.
A sound heard from a long distance away.
First of all, I said this to the answer of the child who was supposed to be my first disciple… That’s why I gave him the last name ‘Cheon’.
“Call your sister-in-law.”
