-Yul-a·
There is something my teacher once said…
-There will be times in your life when you feel like the world is only cruel to you.
He was a parent, a friend, and everything to me. The words he often said to his younger self as he sat him on his lap…
Sigh…
The hand that stroked my head was rough but kind…
-I try to think about it every time…
The voice he spoke was dry but soft…
-Even if the world gives you a hard time, it’s not your fault.
These words were spoken as if to comfort Seongyul, who was crying after being bullied so much.
Young Seongyul nodded when he heard those words, but couldn’t understand even though a lot of time had passed.
Is it really true that it is not my fault?
The world is getting increasingly black, the flesh that is constantly trying to pop out…
No matter how much I recite and think about the enlightenment I learned from Taoism, these are things I could not control.
I want to kill. I want to kill everything in sight.
I don’t know why it has to be like that, I don’t even know why I’m like this…
I felt like I had to do it. It felt like that was the reason I was born.
When I couldn’t bear it anymore and bit my teacher’s hand as hard as I could…
The teacher always stroked Seongyul’s back with the same expression.
It’s okay, you can bear it…
I tried to hold back when they said I could do it.
I replaced biting my teacher’s hand with my own. On days when I couldn’t bear it, I went under the blanket and faced the darkness.
That’s how I lived…
A cursed life, a teacher who accepted such a person,
I somehow endured it, remembering just that one thing…
A teacher is one’s fence. A fence that surrounds and protects. I was able to survive because I had a teacher. I was able to live because I had a teacher.
if·
‘What should I do now?’
How should I live now that such a teacher is gone?
This was the thought that came to mind the first time I killed someone.
Blood on the blade…
Seongyul looked at the person he killed with his sword.
He died brutally, with eggs all over his body. They said he was a man who had raped a woman from a neighboring village and was running away.
“···”
How did you feel at that time?
Shoot…
On that day, rain fell from the sky. A day when it poured like crazy and even caused flooding in some areas.
I was swept up there and saw the blood flowing down and the person dying coldly…
Feeling guilty about killing people while living as a Taoist scholar, fear of ultimately killing people, etc.
It would be a lie to say that there was no such thing, but what was at the center of all the heavy emotions…
In the end, it was a joy…
“Whoa…Whoa…”
I am so touched… A dying human being is such a brilliant thing…
Even in the rain, the bloody smell is thick and the scent that passes by the tip of my nose is so luscious… How can it be so beautiful?
You quickly become addicted to killing…
The moment I recognized it…
“Wow…!!”
Seongyul sat down and vomited.
“Whoops…!”
I couldn’t stand my ugly self… I couldn’t bear to admire the sight of people’s deaths… I didn’t feel like a human being…
I felt like a monster and couldn’t bear it.
“Ugh…black…”
Choking down his tears, Seongyul picked up the sword. It was the sword that had been cutting down the man like crazy.
This time, the sword is aimed at Seongyul’s neck.
If this happens, let’s die…
I’d rather die and disappear… I made up my mind and was about to cut my own head…
-Yul-ah·
“···”
At the faint sound of his teacher’s voice, Seongyul had to freeze his body.
-Okay·
I remembered the words of my teacher who had spoken to me… I remembered the face of the old man who was smiling even when his end was just around the corner…
-Hani, I’ll buy it…
Seongyul couldn’t bring himself to bring the sword.
“···iced coffee····”
Is there really any meaning to living a life like this? Will I, who ends up turning into a monster, really have any value as a human being?
“please····”
If you know, I hope someone tells me the answer…
The s*x rate at that time was…
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I prayed like that in the rain…
“Jin Im-seok…”
“···”
There was a tinge in his voice…
Beyond the illuminated field of view, I see a wide space… a wide, flat area made of squares… and countless spectators surrounding it…
Exciting-! Upon seeing this, Seongyul’s heart beat wildly.
Bugs·
The crowds filling the surroundings are like insects. I want to trample them all to death and stain the world with blood.
When that thought occurred to me, I immediately grabbed my chest…
‘Whoo…’
Okay·
Breathe calmly and think…
There is him behind me…
So it’s okay, Seongyul kept thinking to himself as he cooled his head.
“Jin Im-seok, are you okay?”
I nodded at the referee’s words…
“We’re going to start now. Are you sure you’re okay?”
A question to check the status. The answer to that question was decided before it was posted.
“Yes, no problem”
“I understand…”
As a result, the judge’s gaze turns to the other side. It is the person standing in front of Seongyul. A person is painted in dark colors from head to toe.
‘···Did you say he was a non-Christian…’
The head of the Peng family, Biseongdo Peng Ujin, was definitely a young man who was called that.
“Peng Wujin…”
“This side is ready too… long ago…”
“If you say, “I understand,” I will prepare the dance.”
Peng Woo-jin laughs at the referee’s words. Seong-yul must have felt something strange when he saw that smile.
‘what·’
I can’t describe it. It’s a strange feeling that can’t be explained in words.
Should I say that I am naturally wary?
Seongyul frowns slightly at the unknown energy…
“Did you say Confucius Jin?”
Before the dance started, Peng Woo-jin spoke to Seong-yul.
“yes·”
Jin Im-seok is a name I still can’t get used to… However, since he told me to do so, Seong-yul just nodded…
“Looking at you, you seem to be quite close to our former Confucius.”
“···yes?”
we? The tone mixed with the words was somewhat strange, but Seongyul did not bother to point it out.
“What do you think?”
“What do you mean?”
“I heard that all friends of friends are friends. I also have a close relationship with Confucius Gu, so why don’t you, Confucius Jin, become friends with me too?”
“···”
Suddenly, what does that mean? Seongyul couldn’t say anything in this embarrassing situation.
Are you making fun of yourself by saying this right before a meeting? A thought like that suddenly crossed his mind, but Seongyul decided not to dig deeper…
‘Because there is something important…’
I had something to gain from this mission. I shouldn’t be swayed by useless things.
Sereung·
Before spitting out an answer, Seongyul first pulled out his sword. Peng Woo-jin, who was laughing at that sight, paused slightly.
“First of all, I’m sorry…”
“this···! Are you saying no? “Then I feel very sorry…”
“Rather than denying it, I would like to correct you, I am not friends with the former Confucius.”
“Hmm?”
I can’t connect myself with him by saying we’re friends…
“It’s simply because I’m following in his footsteps and we don’t have a relationship that can be called a friend.”
Following along does not mean that we are following in the footsteps of the person who has lived and will continue to live. We are really just literally following.
“also·”
Seongyul strengthens the hand holding the sword.
“I appreciate Prince Peng’s words, but if we enter into a relationship, I will hesitate to put the point of my sword to the sword, so I apologize, but I decline.”
I don’t want to waste my time… I had to win this battle somehow…
“Umm…”
Hearing Seongyul’s words, Peng Ujin sighs in regret.
However, I did not erase the smile I was making…
“It’s really unfortunate… I can’t compare it to Confucius Gu, but Confucius Jin also has a good personality.”
color?
Does it mean the uniform, the eyes, or the hair?
Seongyul wondered for a moment, but Peng Wujin just continued what he was saying…
“I fully understand what Confucius said. That makes me even more regretful.”
When a relationship is established, it is difficult to put the end to the sword. Peng Wu-jin understood those words very well.
“That’s why I wanted to build a relationship.”
“···?”
The moment Seongyul frowned upon hearing the words…
“preparation·”
A word was heard from the referee. Seongyul pays close attention to those words.
You must not let down your guard. Seongyul never wanted to let down his guard against Peng Ujin.
Before going on stage, Ouyang Chen clearly said…
-Do everything you can, or will you come down and chase after me?
A warning that gives me chills just hearing it. Just thinking about it makes me break into a cold sweat. Seongyul realizes the meaning behind the words.
Someone you can give your all to…
Ouyang-cheon had given Seong-yul a warning in advance… Peng Wu-jin was a strong man, so he should concentrate…
“after·”
nervous·
boundary·
Concentration·
Slowly, Seongyul’s energy awakened and his body warmed up. He put his energy into steady breathing and focused all his attention on Peng Wujin.
I won’t lose… I’ll win somehow…
therefore·
‘I will listen to the teacher’s story…’
I pledged my resolve… In my hardened heart, the referee slowly opens his mouth…
“Begin…”
months-!
The blade of the hand raised by the referee soon fell to the floor, and Seongyul tried to rush straight at Peng Woojin…
“I’m sorry in advance…”
Kuung-!
“Kooup!”
dump·
‘uh?’
With a sudden shock, Seongyul’s knees fell. What is this? In his blurred vision, Seongyul barely touched the floor.
Grumbling, grumbling!
The flowing blood soaks the floor…
It was his own blood. Seongyul quickly covered his mouth with his hand.
Beyond the fading vision, Seongyul realizes…
‘Did you lose your mind for a moment…?’
No matter how long it was, it wouldn’t have lasted more than a second. Even though it was only a short moment, Seongyul had clearly fainted.
What happened? Seongyul stiffly raised his head and looked at Peng Wujin.
Peng Woojin, who was a few steps away, was suddenly standing in front of Seongyul.
What did you just get hit with? Is it a fist or a cross section of a sword?
Whatever it was, it was no different from the fact that it attacked him…
at that time·
“In the beginning…”
A voice was heard from Peng Wujin…
“I don’t really like this kind of thing…”
“···what···?”
“Anyway, it’s useless to try to tell incompetent people something, and it’s difficult to show them much because they also have something they want.”
Peng Woo-jin scratches his cheek as if he doesn’t like it.
“one·”
“···!”
Seongyul quickly threw himself backwards.
Kwakagak–!!
Even as he was spitting out words, Peng Woo-jin swung his sword and cut down the spot where Seong-yul was. Hua-a-a-a-!! Seongyul swallowed his sleep on the heavy pottery…
If I hadn’t avoided it, my chest would have been deeply cut…
“This is a request from someone who can give you what you want, and unlike other idiots, you are not incompetent, so I will give it a try.”
bang-!
Peng Wujin’s sword briefly hit the floor. A recoil explodes and a change comes.
The island began to turn black…
“If there is one thing I wish for from Duke Jin here, please…”
Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuch—!!
A huge sword attack. Seongyul bit his lip at that sound.
What is the author saying?
Words of unknown meaning confused Seongyul, but he could not ask them.
“I hope you make me a little happy…”
This is because as soon as Peng Wujin finished speaking, he smiled brightly and rushed towards Seongyul.
Kwakagak-!
“Ugh!”
Seongyul lets out a short groan as he blocks the sword with his sword. I think I finally understand…
The unknown sensation felt by Peng Ujin… I recognized what it was…
Fear· Seongyul’s instinct was afraid of Peng Wujin·
Gii-ing-! I quickly put strength on my sword…
I was able to somehow block Pang Woo-jin’s heavy attack, but I felt like I was going out of my mind just from touching it.
bang-! Bang bang! bang-!!
It felt like I was being hit with a blunt weapon. I was blocking everything, but it felt like my arm was going to fall off.
Geek-!
“···!”
The swords that were in contact were twisted and their paths changed. Boom! The air pressure explodes and the arm holding the sword recoils greatly.
As a result, a large gap was created in the upper body.
Seongyul hurriedly gathers his strength in one place and defends himself…
Kwasik-!
Peng Wu-jin struck with the side of the blade rather than the blade, and immediately the force shattered.
It was an enormous power…
Quack-!!
“···Kahahah!”
The drawing hit Seongyul’s upper body directly. He could clearly feel his bones shaking.
Whoa-!!
Seongyul was blown away by the impact and rolled on the floor. Every time he rolled, his blood left a trace on the non-stage.
“Big…”
Seongyul barely stops, holding his chest and breathing heavily. His ribs must have been cracked, so it hurts every time he breathes.
Seongyul felt it and had to move…
Peng Woo-jin continues to attack Seong-yul, as if he has no intention of leaving him alone. Seong-yul remembers this as he narrowly avoids the flying river crossing.
‘Strong…’
strong·
Through these few combinations, I realized that interest is stronger than I imagined.
It’s a different feeling than when dancing with Ouyangcheon, but the conclusion at the end is the same…
‘···Can’t win…’
The end was clear. No matter what I did, I couldn’t win. The overwhelming gap made me lose my will to fight.
Or maybe that was why…
Why did Ouyang Chen make such a bet? Did he say that because he knew he would never win?
If so, it was too cruel…
Kwaaang-!
Seongyul’s lower body collapses due to the impact of the sword face.
My legs were shaking·
Even though I blocked it with both hands, it was like I was hit with a rock.
“I’ll do it one more time…”
It’s Peng Wujin’s voice…
Unlike the strong power, Seongyul bites his lip at the quiet warning.
Even if you know it, you can’t avoid it. The moment I heard the words, the soldier was already falling.
Kwaaaaang—!!!
A greater impact falls on the sword surface…
“Pfft…!!!”
thud-!
Just like before, one knee of Seongyul bowed.
The sword he was holding also goes down…
‘ah····’
It’s the end. Seongyul thought of it as he looked at the sword.
There was nothing I could do about this…
Clink!
Seongyul’s sword fell to the ground… Seongyul’s head bowed as he knelt…
There is already no strength in my limbs… my muscles are just trembling and screaming silently…
‘···’
As I look down at the floor, my vision gradually becomes distant.
It was a shame not to hear about Master… but I couldn’t help it…
‘…I can’t win…’
I can’t do it myself. It was inevitable from the beginning.
By the time Seongyul finally surrendered himself in the distant sight…
[hey·]
“···!”
Stop-!
Seongyul’s eyes lit up at the familiar voice.
[What are you doing?]
It was a whole sound…
Seongyul immediately turns his head and looks behind him. Below the place where the crowd has gathered. Among the people waiting, he finds a gaze looking at him.
[What are you doing now, you idiot?]
A young man swearing harshly with his fiercely raised eyes. Just looking at those blue, ripe eyes makes you scared.
[Why are you trying to give up? You’re crazy, are you?]
“···”
Seongyul bit his lip as he was yelled at. Normally, he would have quietly agreed, but…
[···What do you want me to do?]
For the first time, Seongyul confronted Ouyangcheon as if he were rebelling. It meant that he felt uncomfortable as well.
[What should I do, you idiot? Do it right. Don’t give up.]
[Can’t win]
[Can’t you win? What have you done to make such a conclusion?]
[···You’ve used all your might… I can’t win against the author…]
[under·]
Ouyangcheon laughed as if Seongyul’s words were funny.
[It’s so damn hard to use up all of it. I feel like I have a lot of energy left, but I’ve used up all of it.]
[no···! I definitely…]
[The guy who said he used up everything has left me with the strength to use all of it. Has this really been used up?]
[···!]
Seongyul fell silent at Ouyangcheon’s point out.
[Try everything? Try everything… You didn’t do anything… After getting hit a few times, you just lower your tail and whine…]
Kuuk·
I clenched my fists. I wanted to refute, but there was nothing I could say.
[Don’t act like a brat… Don’t do anything just because you’re scared and don’t convince yourself that you’ve done everything… That’s really dirty…]
[You…what on earth do you know…]
[I don’t know, so show me, you idiot! There’s a lot left to do… When it’s time to make excuses, pick up your sword…]
The tone of voice is filled with annoyance and makes you feel angry. I just want to give up like this. When that thought comes to mind again and again.
[Can’t you f*cking listen quickly? If you come down like that, you will be left behind by me, not Peng Woo-jin… Do you understand!?]
With a fierce cry, Seongyul finally grabbed his sword again.
My muscles twitch at the action. My body was truly at its limit.
“Ok… Ugh…”
I tried to move unsteadily, but it wasn’t easy…
Peng Woo-jin was waiting for that kind of expression with a relaxed expression. His eyes looked as if he was trying to do something more.
[Giving up is really doing everything you can.]
Even when he stumbles and gets up, Ouyang Chen continues to say more…
[Ending up without trying anything like an idiot like you is not giving up, it’s running away…]
What is the difference between the two? Seongyul did not understand.
[Do it right]
“···”
[You know there is still something you can do]
What can be done? Seongyul opened his eyes at those words…
Yes, like Gu Yang-cheon said, there had to be something I hadn’t done yet, something I hadn’t done and was holding back because I was afraid to do it.
Seongyul calmly closed his eyes, and a lock was visible beyond his darkness.
It was an old and cracked lock that would break with just a tap.
The door was locked at the back, but perhaps because of the shabby lock, a terrible energy was leaking out through the door.
You must not open that. If you do, the monster inside will come out and eat you.
Because I knew that, it was something I resisted opening even though I wanted to open it.
“···”
Seongyul took a breath while looking at that lock.
I don’t know·
What are you saying you know? I don’t even know.
To Seongyul, all he can see is a lock…
The thing that cursed me… I was still filled with the thought that I shouldn’t touch that thing…
[Don’t be scared]
After hearing those words spoken by Ouyang Chen…
[Because it’ll be okay]
“···”
Seongyul touched the lock without realizing it.
Tuk·
Crispy-!
With a slight grazing sensation, the lock breaks…
Wow! The locked door was opened…
That moment·
Hua Aak — !!! The energy inside consumed Seongyul.
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