SSS-Class Suicide Hunter

me and your world (2) 2.

[Key molding complete.] [99th floor is cleared.] The flower garden is greatly divided.

[Enter on the 100th floor.] Something springs up from the depths of the cracked flower field.

It was a huge mirror.

It was too big to illuminate a person.

It was a mythical size that could illuminate an entire corps that had been inspected.

The edges were uneven with crystals sprouting, and the sides were equally terrifyingly dark purple on the front and back.

There were nine keyholes in the mirror that stood between me and the swordsman like a barrier to hell.

[Put the key in.] I raised my head.

I walked slowly and stood in front of the keyholes.

A mirror is different from glass, so it cannot reflect beyond it, but I somehow knew that the swordsman must be doing the same thing as me from the other side.

[The shadow you cast and the first key by those who breathe in it] I looked into the first keyhole.

+ What kind of person were you? Were you strong? Were you a lovely person? Were you a beautiful person? Were you a sad person? + I took out the key and put it in the first hole.

“I was someone I could count on.”

The voice of the swordsman could be heard from the other side.

“I was the one who wanted to wait.”

A crackling sound rang out at the same time.

The brightness and saturation of the mirror increased by one level.

The clear purple mirror was thinking of the next question.

+ [Second key by those who decided to follow you] What were apostles to you? Was it a tool? Were you a lover? Was it family? + I put the second key.

“My apostles were my equal friends.”

Likewise, from the other side, Geomje's answer was heard.

“My apostles were like my brothers.”

The brightness of the mirror fluctuated once more.

+ [Third Key by the Gods You Faced] What was God to you? + “People who are vigilant and make mistakes, so of course they can improve.”

“If I had lived without meeting Master, I think I would have been the same.”

The fourth key and the fifth key were inserted one after the other.

“Honestly, I regret it a little.

It was sad.

If I had been there If only he hadn't climbed the tower and at least stayed until some conclusion was given to the Ashen Spider.

I could have done something a little bit more.”

“Well.

I don't think so.

As you once said about the first wave, Gray lived the way he wanted to live.

The guy who was my 94th floor key was the same in that sense.

Those who do not blame others are those who walk entirely on their own feet, and naturally do not borrow the shoulders of others.”

“I was happy that the story about me spread widely.

And I was scared.

There were people who gave meaning to every aspect of my life that I didn't even know I had.

I'm not talking about malicious distortions now.

I'm not talking about misunderstandings.

What I thought I had in complete control and under my control, I found out that I wasn't really at all." “Being a myth goes a lot further than just being a storyteller.

People don't fight over things like whether the good guy next door has hemorrhoids or athlete's foot.

But if that guy is bald, and the guys he's talking to like them bald, things get a little more complicated from this point on.

People fight for those they like and respect as much as for the exclusion of those they hate and despise.

And to be the cause of a war is such a beggar.”

Crackle, crackle.

The phrases that come to mind and the work of inserting the corresponding keys have become questions and answers between me and the swordsman, which takes place with a mirror in between.

“I felt I was not alone.

Maybe Top Joo was with me the whole time.

From the moment I entered the tower to that moment." "Oh, and I'm probably still looking at you.

Hey~ Mister~ Are you looking at me~? We're going there soon~" "...A little.

Ummm.

If that's the case, I thought that I would save him sooner rather than later, just like when I first met Tapju and heard about it, but when I think about it again, if I think about the other worldlines that Mutia showed me.

To gain is to take away the possibility of that opportunity that others might have had.”

“Hmm.”

"Even if that person doesn't even know that it's a possibility they could have, only the person who has turned back time will get a glimpse of it.

Even if they don't feel it, they have doubts.

Is this really the best thing? Really for everyone, really.

From an eternal standpoint, was this the only best way?”

"Zombie, can you hear me? The screams of countless victims made every time you turn back time.

The sound of the footsteps of ruin walking towards you from the avenger who lost everything to the butterfly effect because of what you did that day." "Doing everything is the same as saying that you do nothing.

Topju decided to do everything backwards by doing nothing.

On the other hand, by doing something, I decided to take on all the causality changed by what I did.

With that, I If anyone blames me, that would be my burden.”

"That's very arrogant.

I know what you mean, but..." “Then, what will you do with Geomje? If you can return, will you return?”

“If you go back, what will you regret?”

"No.

It usually gets bigger.

I can solve that regret somehow, but soon another bigger regret blocks my way.

It keeps repeating itself." “On the other hand, wouldn’t such a thing happen if we just lived?”

Crackled.

"Really.

For sure." “Yeah.

Whether you return or not, it’s the same in the end.”

"A little bit of the same thing anyway." "To people who can't run, a runner will look like a special talent.

To those who can't run time, a regressor will look like a monster.

But after all, they're all the same person." "I remember what the pharmacist said.

But isn't that arrogant? Even a pharmacist was a person who wouldn't go anywhere with arrogance." "To be able to do something means to be able to die for it.

People who can do things that other guys can't do suffer in ways that normal people don't.

The world is fair in that sense.

”

Cheek-duck.

“The swordsman yangban.”

“For example, would you think if you could still save your master?”

.......

"No matter how much you say [the first wave went where you want to go], even if you get it completely, don't you have to convince yourself again every morning when you wake up? Don't do it, because I've been watching you go to sleep and wake up." “That’s right.”

I sighed.

Eventually, the mirror became almost transparent.

No matter how transparent a mirror, it was impossible to see beyond it, so I could not see the sword.

But I looked at myself in the mirror.

“Every morning when I wake up, I worry.

.”

"Well." "Every time I feel that the wind is a bit cold today.

Every time I see peonies at a flower shop while Bambolina and the three of us were walking while we were walking while shopping for ice cream.

It would be great if Master was still alive.

In fact, we could save Master even right now.

I think there may or may not be.”

"know." "In the end, I decided not to do that.

I think that it is the way to truly care for Master.

But when I go to sleep and wake up again, I think of this again.

[But in the end, dead people don't want anything.

Still, just leaving them dead is really really hard." Is this the way for that person? Isn’t that my self-satisfaction?]”

“I know.”

"[If you bring Master back to life, Master won't forgive me.

But that's really the only problem I end up suffering.

I'm afraid that's the only thing I'm afraid of in the end.]" “In front of my master’s grave… I remembered all the nine worlds in front of that red peony while I was bowing down.”

"......." "It's double.

It's contradictory.

It's so unsightly and pathetic.

Maybe there will never be a day when those worries will disappear while I live." "In fact, it will only increase as the days go by.

As I said earlier, you sneakily, now every morning you wake up, you think about the gray spider again." “Yes.”

"boy." I looked into the keyhole in the mirror, and there was now only one hole left...I looked into the keyhole...that was then.

With a bang, the tip of a sword came out of the keyhole." ." I knew the knife.

It was too big to be a sword, it was a sword used by a swordsman.

A huge blade reminiscent of a sunfish was twisted at an angle.

The thin mirror looked like it read the atmosphere, cracked, cracked, like sugar.

In the falling of the purple glass, there was Geomje in the snow.

Geomje pointed the tip of her sword at me and said, "Who sat down with such a heart for fear that it wasn't a demon?" “You are indifferent as a faction.”

"This body has to be a bit cool.

Seeing a guy shivering and shivering about how cool he is makes me want to break his head.

This hyung." “Can you?”

“It is only possible now that it has come.”

Even though the mirror fell, the ninth keyhole was still there.

The sword of the sword was still there.

The sword of the sword was smiling as brightly as a field of flowers.

"......." I said, "Is that necessary?" "I don't need anything.

I need you." .......

“I mean.

I mean, I was impressed by you from a fairly early stage.”

“I do have a talent that makes me feel a little sick.”

"okay.

It was too thick, so I added bleach and rubbed it in, but the wrinkles didn't come out.

But even if it's full of wrinkles.

There is something that really admires you.”

The swordsman smiled and continued.

“You gave the children a command.”

10th floor.

What he said and what I did flashed before my eyes.

“It was an idea I hadn't thought of.

And if you hadn't shown me, it would have been a way that I would never have thought of.

Do you know what I felt when I saw it?”

“What did you feel?”

"[Ah.

Was my teacher like this when he saw me?]”

I tilted my head, unable to understand English.

But after a while, he raised his head in surprise.

On the face of the swordsman there was an expression familiar to me, but an expression that I could not have imagined.

“I was upset.”

I just knew for the first time now that this man could make such an expression.

Geomje smiled again with a thick line.

But that smile was still filled with resentment like reverberation.

“But if you can do it, I can do something similar.”

“The swordsman.”

"I'm the best at using a knife, so if I do, shouldn't I do it with a knife?" The swordsman clenched the tip of his sword.

"come.

Do not command me.”

Not knowing what to say, I just said.

“Because the ghost was yours.”

“Not anymore.

And if you say you’re comforting me, you’ll grow chicken flesh.”

“What if it sprouted a little… .”

“Confucius, I will comfort you from now on… .”

“Ahhhh!! Whole chicken meat!!”

“I warned you.”

"Damn it… .”

The wind blew.

Unknown petals suddenly flew.

There, beyond the broken mirror, across the ninth keyhole, the swordsman was speaking.

“My nickname is Geomje (劍帝).

As a sword forged at the bottom of Taeeumgul, he is a disciple of Taeyangjin, who has inherited the spirit of the faction.

That is why he is recognized as the first person in the world called the world of all swords.”

swordsman 劍帝.

Born in the world of all swords.

The first person in the world.

Jeongpa Correction.

“Please don’t ask for one.”

I am.

Before the mirror shattered, I remembered the expression I was making in the mirror.

It was a pathetic face that the swordsman wanted to hit.

Not now.

No, maybe even more so.

Honestly I don't know.

I tried to laugh.

It didn't go well.

People want to cry not only when they are sad, but also when they are happy.

“My tinnitus is the sky that collects screams.

As someone who will be in charge of the afterlife of this tower in the future, another nickname is Myungcheon.

Ivancia's Moon.

The white lion of the lion world and the guardian deity of the Asuras.

A legitimate minor educator of the devil who inherited the teachings of the heavenly demons...

.”

nope I corrected it and said “He is the head of the magic religion.”

Myeongcheonma 命天魔.

Origin, the world of lions.

The first person on earth.

Magyo 魔敎.

“It will take one.

Bimu 比武.

initiation 開始.

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