When Moo-myeong was about to forcefully enter the spirit world, Seo Kang-rim realized that he could not reach Shin Soo-ah before that.
In that situation, there was only one way to stop the nameless spirit from coming down.
It is he who first gives the divine power to Shin Soo Ah.
No matter how absolute the anonymous command, it could not change the impossible into possible.
When he tried to possess Shin Soo-ah, she recognized Seo Kang-rim’s voice even in pain and accepted the possession.
[The ability ‘Protector’s Shadow’ is activated!]
[Increases the abilities and recovery speed of allies within the designated area by 300%!]
Before coming here, Shinsooah had asked the blacksmith Han Roya to make her a top-quality sword.
The sword grew rapidly and soon took root in the new territory.
As the greenery rose overhead and the scent of the forest filled the surroundings, Seo Kang-rim’s attacks began to come to life.
-Whoa!
A long, sharp scar was drawn on the nameless man’s chest, and a chilling energy passed through the back of his neck.
Seo Kang-rim, in front of him, was looking at him with eyes like a predator.
He felt afraid when he saw the little human before him.
‘Are you scared?’
The anonymous was confused by his own feelings.
Fear.
I can’t believe I feel this way about humans.
I can’t believe there’s a human being who makes me feel this way.
He asked hundreds of questions while watching Seo Kang-rim’s actions in this episode.
Could this guy possibly be able to take down the unchanging Eternity?
Each time, he answered that it was impossible, but Seo Kang-rim was now denying that answer with his sword.
-Whoa!
The magical power that Myeong-i was sending out was being torn to pieces by Seo Kang-rim’s flames and was burning.
A trajectory is engraved on one’s body.
Countless sentences were torn away by the sword, and his body was soaked in blood.
A smile began to spread across the nameless face as he felt his life threatened.
He looked at Seo Kang-rim.
Even though he was covered in blood, the light in his eyes did not go out.
Looking into those eyes, Moo-myeong recalled a word he had long forgotten.
Over the thousands of years, countless sentences have been written.
There was a word I forgot as I was writing that sentence.
He thought of that word for the first time in a long time.
hope.
A word that has been lost.
Nameless had never seen such a loving killer.
Every time he swung his sword, he counterattacked with his whole body, and a smile never left his face.
The moment when Myeong-i fired an attack at him with all his might.
-Whoa!
Every single sentence in my body was torn apart.
He now had not a single line left.
Some were torn and erased by swords, and some were burned in fire.
There were no sentences left.
That was the end of the story.
The nameless body collapsed as if it was falling apart, but still a smile spread across his face.
-Kuung… … !
A god that seemed as if he would never fall collapsed, and blood flowed from the nameless body and soaked the floor.
He no longer had the strength to move.
Anonymous looked at Seo Kang-rim, breathing hard.
“… … You exceeded my expectations, little one.”
Before we knew it, Seo Kang-rim had also returned to his original form.
Even though he was the winner, he looked no different from the loser.
Shin Soo Ah quickly supported Seo Kang Rim, who was about to collapse due to the damage accumulated on his body.
Seo Kang-rim was looking down at the fallen Mu-myeong.
I could kill him like this, but there were things I had to hear and receive before that.
He spoke with blood-soaked lips.
“I heard you have an important weapon. Where is it?”
“That sword isn’t here. I hid it somewhere safe just in case… … It would be easy to tell you where it is, but there are things I need to tell you before that.”
Every time the anonymous person coughed, blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
Seo Kang-rim and Shin Soo-ah could also tell.
That this guy doesn’t have much time left.
Myeong-i struggled to get up and leaned his back against the collapsed bookshelf.
“… … First, I should tell you who I am. As you said, I was originally human. It would be better if you saw it for yourself.”
The faint magical power remaining in his body began to ripple, and the surrounding scenery began to change like an illusion.
Seo Kang-rim knew this feeling.
That feeling of looking into the past with eyes that see boundaries.
This was an anonymous memory.
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The landscape had become a part of history from long ago.
I saw people walking around barefoot, wearing old clothes, and the villages they lived in.
At first glance, it looked like it was thousands of years old.
“If I were to explain my job at that time in an easy-to-understand way, I was a priest, a prophet, a shaman, something like that. I was someone who heard the voice of God and told God’s stories.”
A young, nameless figure appeared between the welcome signs.
He didn’t look much different than he did now, but there was a definite difference in his expression.
The nameless person in my memory had eyes shining with confidence and pride.
“There was a god in the fire, there was a god in the wind that swept through the wheat, there was a god hidden in the darkness and the night, and we heard his voice.”
Before I knew it, my memories had moved to the night.
The nameless man in my memory entered my room and sat down at my desk.
He was writing something down.
“And I had an unspeakable hobby: imagining gods who did not exist.”
“… … .”
“If there is a God in the darkness, then isn’t there a God in the halo of light? If the flame is a gift from God, then isn’t that waterway also something they gave me? It started from such curiosity.”
Seo Kang-rim looked at that sight and strangely thought of Dokgo Jun.
And I remembered the question Dokgo Jun had asked.
The question is, which came first, God or man?
“Then I thought, why did I become a priest? Why do I hear the voice of God but others don’t? Why is there such a difference?”
The nameless man looked silently at himself in his memories and spoke.
At first glance, it seemed like resentment.
“I began to imagine that there might be a god who determines the lives and futures of humans. And I began to write about that god. Then one day, a priest found the records I had written.”
In the welcome, an anonymous man and a priest were fighting.
His voice was so hushed with excitement that I couldn’t understand what he was saying.
However, it was clear that the nameless one was being pushed back in the debate.
[There is no such god! You have written a false oracle. If this is not a sin, then what is it?]
It was a statement that questioned his purity as a priest.
In reality, what he wrote was not an oracle but an imaginary story, but he could not admit it.
If he admitted it, he would be removed from his position as priest.
Anonymous shouted with the veins on his neck standing out.
[Do not doubt Him who sent me the oracle! He is the One who determines, harmonizes, and announces the end.]
[what?]
[Every human being has a predetermined future from the moment they are born, and it is determined by Him!]
A future that was determined from birth.
Seo Kang-rim felt his stomach growl as he listened to the story.
The other person spat on the anonymous horse and swore at him.
[You’re talking nonsense. Then tell me about my future!]
At those words, the young anonymous man hesitated and stepped back.
But I couldn’t back out like this.
He shouted with a full stomach.
[God said! It was decided long ago that you would doubt Him, and because of your unbelief, everything will burn!]
The other person snorted and disappeared, seemingly ignoring the words.
Before I knew it, the surrounding scenery had turned dark.
The nameless man looked into the darkness with a sorrowful gaze and spoke.
“Yes, it was a false prophecy I made up. Others didn’t seem to believe it either. But some tragedies have a way of turning fiction into truth.”
The darkness began to shimmer and form another shape.
I saw a house on fire and someone crying.
The shadows of people whispered among the flames.
[A fire broke out in the priest’s house, and the whole family died. What is this all of a sudden… ]
[God is angry! I told you back then. Everything will burn as a reward for doubting his existence!]
As predicted by the anonymous, the fire really broke out.
Many people believed so.
Seo Kang-rim looked at the scene and asked Mu-myeong.
“Did you start the fire?”
“… … Right. Even if you say you didn’t intend to kill, it doesn’t mean anything now.”
At first, he thought he would cause a small complaint to prove that his story was true.
But the fire eventually burned everything down.
And from the ashes something began to emerge.
[That priest was punished for doubting the existence of God.]
[So who the hell is that god?]
[He said he would decide everything and tell us the future. If only we could know our future too… … .]
The shadows gathered and approached the nameless person in the memory.
They were clamoring to be told who that god was and what kind of future awaited them.
“I lied to them. I told them that everything in the world, including humans, was fixed. I told them that… … ”
He spoke with difficulty, his lips moving.
“… …I decided to call it fate.”
The nameless man who spat out the word fate looked incredibly miserable.
The anonymous continued speaking in a pained voice.
“The idea that there was a predetermined destiny was enough to frighten people. They asked me how they could change their destiny.”
“… … .”
“I said I would teach you how to change your destiny by making a sacrifice to the gods. I said that some destiny can never be changed, but some destiny can be changed with effort.”
The shadows came carrying something heavy and placed it down in front of the altar.
They laid down their livestock, grain, gold and jewels and begged to be told their fate.
Anonymous had no choice but to become the best priest.
“Some of the fates I spoke of were right and some were wrong, but it didn’t matter. If they were wrong, I could just say that the future had changed because of his sincerity.”
He was no longer a priest or a shaman.
When he wrote the myths alone, he was just a storyteller, but now he was a murderer and a conman.
I saw the nameless man in my memory sitting at his desk and writing another myth.
“Then one day, a god spoke to me.”
The nameless person in my memory sitting at the desk suddenly raised his head.
I have often heard the voice of God, but this was the first time I heard it.
A voice that is affectionate but somehow suffocates.
The anonymous person in my memory asked with a trembling voice.
[Who are you?]
The voice laughed quietly at that question.
Seo Kang-rim unconsciously clenched his fist when he heard that voice.
That voice so familiar, that smile so familiar.
[Have you forgotten? You created me, and gave me a name. Something more powerful than any fate. A rule that never changes. Something that was decided from the beginning. My name is… … .]
The voice laughed.
[Unchanging eternity, destiny.]
