Unchanging eternity, destiny.
A chill ran down my spine when I heard those words.
Seo Kang-rim recalled a conversation he had once had with Seo Hwa-kyung.
[Teacher, if your fortune and destiny are determined from birth… … wouldn’t it be better for me to just die quickly?]
The evil fortune that is upon you.
What’s the use of living if you can’t change your fate?
When the young Seo Kang-rim asked with an expressionless face, Seo Hwa-kyung’s brow furrowed.
She tried to speak as calmly as possible.
[Humans have a predetermined fate, but it is possible to change it. That’s why people come to me. They want to know their own fate.]
Seo Hwa-kyung said that fate can be changed.
But Seo Kang-rim was still puzzled.
When I asked the same question to Lee Hyeon later, he gave a very different answer.
[Yes, fate can be changed. But there is a fate that never changes. An unchangeable fate that was decided from the beginning. That is called destiny.]
Seo Hwa-gyeong did not mention fate when explaining.
If it were something that could be changed, I would have definitely said so.
Her silence was an acknowledgment of the existence of fate.
At that moment, an anonymous voice was heard from the side.
“… … In this way, an immutable destiny, a fate, was born from my hands. I was the master of the first god created by humans.”
A woman with flowing white hair was standing there.
It had Baekyoung’s face, but it wasn’t Baekyoung.
The unchanging eternity smiled like a gentle god.
“From then on, Eternity began to determine the fate of mankind and tell it to me. It gave a hopeless fate to those who were unfaithful, and gave a bright future to those who would help me.”
The unchanging eternity began to inscribe its commands on the lives of humans.
There were those who doubted fate, but as they saw the future come true as the anonymous words said, they gradually began to believe.
“I lived a life of wealth and peace, and after death I became a god. Life after death was even more splendid. Seeing the god I created spread out into the world… … .”
It must have been fun.
The god he created grew bigger and bigger, deciding the fate of mankind and the future of the world.
One would think that he would feel ecstatic at having created such a powerful god, but the face of the anonymous man who was telling the story was stained with despair.
Endless regret and remorse were conveyed without a single scream.
“But fate was not perfect. There were times when a strong-willed person defied fate. Even when she tried to grant fate, her divine power was lacking, and she soon felt her limits.”
He took a deep breath and covered my face with both hands.
Like someone who wants to run away, who wants to hide.
“From that moment on, fate began to change. It bestowed upon humans an overly unfortunate fate. People cursed and criticized it, asking why it had bestowed such a fate, but it paid no attention to it.”
The nameless person in my memory was running somewhere.
It was an orphaned temple.
As he opened the door wide and came in, he saw Sookmyung looking at the present world.
[Fate, why do you give such a cruel fate to humans! Why on earth!]
[Because they only seek God when they are unhappy.]
Sukmyeong had a calm face.
Despite the burning and destroyed city in her sights.
Even though countless people were hurling criticism and insults at him, Sookmyung smiled as if listening to a pleasant performance.
[I learned that by giving fate to humans. When they were at peace, they did not think about fate or God. They thought that all their achievements were due to their own virtue.]
[… … .]
[On the other hand, when I was thrown into tragedy, I looked for God from that moment on. Even though it was not my destiny, I thought that I had given them such misfortune, and I shouted my name with curses.]
The corners of Sookmyung’s mouth went up.
It was a distortion that was so bizarre that it gave me goosebumps even though I was smiling.
[It takes despair to make them talk to me and believe me.]
Now, the nameless island in my memory and the nameless island in the present had the same expression.
Despair and regret.
The anonymous voice was trembling faintly.
“Fate grew stronger and stronger. By giving people a destiny that was not fate, humans became unable to escape her.”
“… … .”
“I… … I realized too late that I had put a leash around the necks of humans. I tried to get rid of fate, even if it was too late, but it had become too strong. Humans believed in fate, and that belief gave her strength.”
A belief that has lasted for thousands of years.
That we have a destiny set for us.
And there’s no getting away from it.
“At least the myth I wrote served as a shield. Because it says that gods can only exert their power when there are ten thousand gods, fate was not perfect.”
“… … .”
“Thousands of years passed like that. It was fortunate for me. As humans became wiser, their old faith disappeared. They learned that lightning and plagues were not curses from God, and many people stopped believing in fate.”
“Then wouldn’t the unchanging power of eternity be weakened?”
“Yes, it was. Until the day of awakening began.”
Myeong looked back at Seo Kang-rim with a bitter smile.
“The day of awakening began, people’s abilities blossomed, and people began to believe strongly in the destiny given to them.”
“Could it be that the Day of Awakening was also caused by fate?”
“That’s not it. Awakening is like a natural phenomenon. Fate is just using it.”
Has there ever been a time when people trusted their fate as much as they do now?
In the past, there were people who thought that fortune telling was a superstition, but now there are only a few such people.
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There were parents who wanted to give their children a good fate, and there were those who gave up and thought that this life was ruined.
That belief gave strength to fate.
As the Hunters become stronger and gain more power and wealth.
“Fate created the Protectorate and created the Great Demon Realm, making people yearn to become Hunters. To blindly believe in the Four Pillars of Destiny and Fate.”
As the vague fate took shape with the day of awakening, people began to believe in fate.
With the belief that one cannot escape from a given rank.
I was completely unaware that that belief was becoming a chain.
“To prevent fate, I created the Manshins and tried to destroy the Protectorate. But I failed. Then I discovered Baekyoung.”
As he spoke, the scenery began to change.
Before they knew it, they were standing in a dark forest.
There, Baek Young, wearing a lab coat, was gasping for breath among the bushes, injured.
“It was a stroke of luck that came to me. A test subject escaped from the Protectorate’s laboratory. It was extremely powerful, as it contained the divine power of destiny, and it also hated the Protectorate.”
“So you took her as your god?”
“Yes. But that wasn’t enough, so I used up a significant amount of my divine power to grant Baekyoung the ability to return.”
Seo Kang-rim looked at Baek Young.
She too was looking into the empty space in the dark forest, in the direction where Seo Kang-rim was.
Baek Young felt as if someone was watching her, even though she couldn’t see him.
“With Baekyoung at the forefront, I tried to stop the Protectorate. But I failed. I don’t know how many hundreds or thousands of times I failed.”
Baek Young was seen choosing to return after failing, collapsing, and becoming covered in blood several times.
Strangely, Seo Kang-rim felt a strange sense of kinship when he saw her like that.
Could it be because I regressed just once?
“However, the return was not omnipotent. Baek-yeong also began to accumulate karma and approach the boundary, and there were only a few opportunities left for the return. As a result, I… … chose the lesser of two evils.”
The scenery began to ripple and reveal another memory.
It was Baek Young’s appearance.
Her sword was soaked in blood, and a corpse lay at her feet.
“If you can’t kill Fate, the least you can do is eliminate all those who could become her vessels. That would buy at least some time.”
Following that order, Baek Young killed people.
Anyone who had even the slightest envy of fate ended up as a corpse.
The Protectorate found out about this too late and pursued Baekyoung. He was on the verge of being caught, but they could not give up.
There was one last bowl left.
I tried to handle it secretly, but there was no time.
Baek Young headed to the magic room where the last bowl was.
He entered the Demon Realm through another passage, defeated the Bulgasal, and when he came out, hundreds of people were staring at him.
He didn’t know the face of the person he was supposed to kill, but he knew their name.
[Where is Seo Kang-rim?]
Seo Kang-rim clenched his fist without realizing it.
He knew this scenery well.
The scene on the day Seo Kang-rim and Baek Young first met.
The scene turned dark after Baek Young and Shin Soo Ah met.
“Seo Kang-rim, if you had died, fate would have lost all its vessels. We could have gained a chance for several decades. But we failed, and instead, you gained the ability to return.”
And as a result, they ended up here.
Seo Kang-rim was silent for a moment and then looked at Mu-myeong.
“The immutable eternity has already changed its body dozens of times. They were all disposable. Am I not also one of those vessels?”
“The candidates for the vessel have the potential to completely contain the destiny. If the destiny is to be entrusted to a complete vessel… … .”
A shadow passed across the nameless eyes.
It was fear itself.
“She regains the ability to control the fate of the world. She can grant an unchangeable destiny to all humans.”
The ability to control the fate of the world? That was an absurd ability.
Just imagining that might made Shin Soo Ah’s lips tremble.
Seo Kang-rim asked with his fists clenched.
“I still don’t understand. I’m just a lieutenant at best, so why am I a candidate for the wrong position?”
“I don’t know either. But now I think I understand a little.”
Anonymous looked at Seo Kang-rim.
A human being who has suffered all kinds of pain and tragedy from the very bottom and has risen to the top, reaching himself.
A human being who is changing the destiny given to him.
Seo Kang-rim’s very existence seemed to deny fate.
“Even though it was only a single regression, you defied fate and came this far. Perhaps you are the sole vessel of destiny… and… its opponent.”
After saying that, Anonymous let out a dry cough.
Red blood was flowing down the corner of his mouth.
He didn’t have much time left.
“Now I have no choice but to bet everything on you. … … I have hidden the sword that will kill Fate in a safe place. I will entrust that sword to you.”
“Where is that place?”
Every time the anonymous person slowly exhaled, blood would flow out of the wound.
The white clothes were already unrecognizable in color.
The nameless man said, closing his eyes tightly as if trying to swallow the pain.
“… … I saw countless worlds being born and closing. I thought that when the world repeats itself, death and life return to nothingness.”
“… … .”
“But it was my mistake. I discovered a crack in the crevice of the returning world.”
