§ 201. Louise (4)
Did Mores have a decision to burn from the beginning?
In response to that question, Seonghwang looked at Seongjin with unreadable eyes for a moment and then blurted out something strange.
[You’re thinking useless thoughts again with that small head.]
[…] yes?]
[Yes, son. You guessed right. You were born with a decision to pray from the beginning. For some reason, it wasn’t activated every time, but sometimes, when I was playing around with Herna or Gades, I used channeling well.]
what? son?
At that moment, Seongjin felt something welling up inside him.
This guy is really… … !
Seongjin jumped out of bed and shouted at Seonghwang, who was staring at him without even moving a muscle.
[How long are you going to pretend like you don’t know?]
A question that had been hanging around my throat for the past few months as if it had been gripped tightly, and I couldn’t bring myself to say it out loud.
When it finally opened up, the anxiety, doubts, and sadness that I had been feeling all burst out at once.
[Why do you still call me son? Successful Majesty. Can’t you even see me now?]
Even without looking in the mirror, Seongjin knew very well what he looked like. Because I was able to draw the detailed outline of the face just by feeling the air touching my skin.
This is because he has lived without changing a single inch for decades since he became a hunter and began absorbing the energy of monsters.
[Do you know that? Even after all this, I am very old! You probably can’t even imagine!]
In fact, I believe that you are my son.
No, it’s the same even if you don’t know your age.
Just looking at it at face value, I’m not your older brother now!
[why… … !]
And finally, the question I wanted to ask the most came out of Seongjin’s mouth.
[Why aren’t you looking for your real son?]
Excited.
With each word uttered, the tightly closed bolts open one by one.
[You can do that! Didn’t you find me even at the border of a distant dimension? But why do you pretend not to notice that an evil spirit like me has taken over your son’s body?]
Excited.
My heart began to beat harder and louder, as if I was knocking on a door.
It felt as if the blood had drained from Seonghwang’s seemingly insensitive face, but once the words were poured out, he could never take them back.
[Is that by any chance? Is there no way to keep this body alive until the real Mores’ soul is found? Then just tell me the truth! I will give it back to you as you wish!]
okay. Right now, I can still, not yet, give it back.
As long as you don’t make me regret this body anymore.
My heart is pounding.
Is this just my own pulse, or is it the struggle of something else that I don’t know?
Seongjin couldn’t decide whether he should just pour it out or suppress it and lock it up again, as it was bound to explode as soon as there was even the slightest gap.
[No matter how evil I am, I am not shameless enough to steal the body of a pale child! So, it would be better for both of us if we stop doing unnecessary family games at this point! Are you really okay with this? What are the sins of Sister, Logan, and Sir Martha who know nothing!]
Emotions are heightened and thinking is rapidly accelerated.
It’s a disaster.
My consciousness expanded and I began to reach every corner of the narrow room.
Now Seongjin was looking at Seonghwang, who had his mouth shut with a stern expression, and at the same time was contemplating himself screaming at him from afar.
Ah, I know what this is.
I’m sure I’ll feel this way someday… … .
[Calm down.]
Tuk.
Seongjin, startled by a light hand suddenly touching his head, stopped thinking for a moment.
Oh, wait, wait! Something is happening now.
Tuk.
Before he could catch his senses, Seonghwang knocked on Seongjin’s head again. As if pouring cold water on her, her head slowly begins to clear.
Tap, tap, tap.
The pats that continued at regular intervals gave Seongjin a strange sense of stability and at the same time served to prevent his thoughts from running wild.
In an instant, my vision returns to normal and my heartbeat calms down.
[You shouldn’t doubt yourself like that. There is no need for you to get there yet.]
When I came to, Seongjin was breathing heavily as if he had been sprinting for a long time.
And to Seongjin, Seonghwang called in a soft voice.
[Mores.]
This guy is still… … !
Seongjin, who was trying to push away Seonghwang’s hand in a surge of defiance, was dumbfounded when he realized that his field of vision had been far below his.
… what?
Seongjin opened his eyes wide and looked at his hands.
Although there are calluses here and there, the hands are clearly smaller and younger than the ones in memory.
Clearly, Mores’… ? What is this?
[Mores.]
[…] … .]
Seongjin stubbornly kept his mouth shut and shook his head.
How did this happen?
okay. This is a world of flames. I wonder if this guy can even change my appearance at will… … .
[Son.]
[…] yes.]
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I reluctantly answered the voice that kept urging me, and Seonghwang sighed softly.
[okay. With that personality, I must have endured it for a very long time. I don’t know that you must have been very frustrated because you didn’t know the English language. But have you thought about this? Why didn’t you ask me this a long time ago?]
Why did you do that?
Well, at first I didn’t want to get kicked out for no reason, and later on, it was bothersome to think about it in a complicated way.
Moreover, when I thought about the people in Seonghwang who were worried about Mores’ whereabouts, I couldn’t stop talking.
But at the same time.
‘… Is that really all it is?’
On the other side of my mind, these doubts were creeping in.
[Then, why is it only now that I can finally say that question out loud?]
[…] … .]
As I looked up at Seonghwang with complicated feelings, he shook Seongjin’s hair one last time and withdrew his hand.
[That’s because you have now, however clumsily, escaped the dimension of Delcross. Perhaps you were instinctively aware of the conditions and restrictions for fully belonging to a world.]
[…] Conditions and restrictions?]
After confirming that Seongjin had completely calmed down, Seonghwang slowly sat down on the bed and picked up the book he had put down.
[okay. It worked out just fine. Let me explain to you about this flame dimension that I just created.]
It was a random story that was suddenly taken out of context, but Seongjin listened quietly.
As a result, I had a feeling that the end of the explanation would be close to Seongjin’s question.
[Once upon a time, there was a [disaster] that led to the destruction of a world. It was an uncontrollable force that cut off and destroyed everything, and also broke down the boundaries of everything and mixed it up. The disaster even made all the strong thoughts that sometimes crossed dimensions useless.]
Whirling.
Seonghwang’s eyes were dark and sunken as he half-heartedly turned the pages and continued talking.
[So an arrogant person came up with this idea. If he completely covers the border with a disaster, wouldn’t he be able to completely isolate those with spiritual abilities who stand in his way?]
[Psychic people?]
[okay. And surprisingly, the plan succeeded. No matter how strong the thought was, it was impossible to overcome the barrier of [disaster]. Many psychics met such vain ends at his hands.]
widely.
Seonghwang closed the book loudly and quietly faced Seongjin.
[This place is nothing more than a shadow imitating that place. It’s a clumsy dimension where there is only a small space and the disaster surrounding it. There are no consistent physical laws or even proper entities. So, you and I, who exist here now, have unstable bodies that reflect the state of our souls. Since the vocal cords that produce sound and the atmosphere that transmits it are clumsy, conversation can only be achieved through thought.]
Seongjin, who was pondering his explanation, suddenly thought.
How did such a place remain so specifically in Seonghwang’s memory?
[By the way, Mores. I, the king of this dimension who created this dimension, suddenly had this thought.]
Seonghwang slowly lifted the book upward and continued speaking.
[Actually, there is no paper in this dimension. Since there is no civilization that makes paper, perhaps this book is actually made of stone tablets.]
At that moment, the book slipped out of his hand.
Coo!
It hit the floor hard, making a heavy sound.
[…] … !]
Did the book just turn to stone?
[But now that I think about it, that book is a history book of 387 pages. So the stone tablets that make up that book must be exactly 387 pages.]
Kiyi.
Suddenly, the book starts shaking violently on the floor.
Seongjin looked at the scene in astonishment. The sight of 387 stone slabs being broken, broken, and constantly compressed to fit into one small book.
[But then again, this suspicion arose.]
Seonghwang’s face looked extremely inorganic as he looked down at the book that was shaking as if it was going to explode at any moment, and for a moment, Seongjin wondered if he had turned into a piece of stone like that book.
[Is there history to be recorded in this dimension? Is there even a proper stone to engrave this on? Maybe that book never existed from the beginning?]
shaking.
The book, which had begun to shrink rapidly, was now unable to overcome the compressing force and was floating in the air about a span from the floor. The volume changes so rapidly that the entire small room begins to shake as if it will collapse.
‘… Dangerous!’
Seongjin was able to foresee the consequences of this scary prank.
[now stop… … !]
at that time.
Pow!
The book suddenly disappeared, causing a small explosion.
At the right time, Seonghwang’s hand, which was holding the book, also took the same shape.
Sigh!
The right arm flies off, and blood-red purple scatters throughout the room.
[father!]
Seongjin, who was frightened, ran over and helped the stumbling man.
However, Seonghwang was barely supporting himself by leaning on Seongjin’s shoulder, and was muttering something like this with a calm expression on his face.
[Did you see it? The king of the dimension’s hasty words have unintentionally completely twisted the fate of this great history book.]
Quick.
Blood spurted out from Seongjin’s forehead.
[Is now the time to say such absurd things? Quickly try to do something about this with divine power!]
Seongjin hurriedly dragged the bedding and wrapped it around Seonghwang’s arms, trying his best to stop the bleeding. However, the effort was not worth it, and in an instant, the blanket became soaked with blood.
[…] But suddenly this question arises again.]
No, what else are you curious about?
Stop talking nonsense and tell me to do something about this right now!
[In this place where there are no laws of physics or any power that governs the world, does a power called divine power really exist?]
This guy… … !
Seongjin became thoughtful and shouted.
[stop! How can I say something like that in this situation? there is! Of course there is divine power! Wherever the Father is, the strength is always there! No matter what, doubt what you have to doubt!]
However, the nobleman, who had turned pale due to a large amount of blood loss, began to say strange things again in a weak voice.
[okay. As you say, there is no doubt that I am God’s representative. God’s representative is someone who proves the existence of divine power, which is God’s blessing to the world. So I thought about it. So what am I? Can I really exist in a place where there is no divine power?]
… no way?
Seongjin couldn’t believe it. Is this guy even aware of what he is talking about?
And Seongjin’s ominous premonition soon became true. Seonghwang’s body gradually became fainter, and it began to slowly disappear from his feet, as if he had erased it with an eraser!
Seongjin, who was completely distraught and worried that he might disappear completely, grabbed his remaining arm and shouted frantically.
[sorry! I did everything wrong! Now I won’t doubt anything! I am my father’s son! It’s true!]
[…] … .]
[Feel free to call me your son! Call me Mores! No, I’m just Mores from the beginning! yes It’s okay!]
[…] … .]
[I did everything wrong! So please!]
Tuk.
Suddenly, I felt a hand patting my head as if comforting me.
Tap, tap, tap.
‘… right hand?’
I was startled and raised my head, but before I knew it, Seonghwang was looking down at Seongjin with a normal face.
His body, including his right hand, had already been completely regenerated, and not even a single drop of blood splattered on the wallpaper remained.
And the same angry yet calm voice as always.
[Yes, it is truly a desirable attitude.]
[uh… … .]
Seongjin’s face distorted.
No, this guy really said, let’s see!
fantasy,
