Kim Jeon Sa, Building Traits Episode 263
Soul War –2-
Cognition is shaken.
With the gaze forced fixed, perception is distorted.
But I just laughed inwardly.
‘Is this all?’
Thump, thump.
Walk with dragging feet.
In the eerie silence, only the sound of my footsteps echoes.
So I arrived in front of my old father.
I roughly put my golf bag down and sat on it.
“hi.”
I said hello to my old father.
“I made a new hodgepodge.”
A hodgepodge, or to put it more formally, a hybrid.
A fusion of an alien god descended from outer space and a native god born on Earth.
That was the identity of my old father.
So, I guess it’s okay to call it a hodgepodge.
[Hoo hoo hoo.]
The old father laughed with his mouth open.
Between my open mouth, only dark emptiness overflowed like a devil’s throat.
[What a strange name.]
“Are you dissatisfied?”
[Haha. Call me whatever you want. My vessel, my future companion.]
“Who would eat it so easily?”
Both stops were raised in parallel.
Eat some double percussion.
Whether I curse or not, my old father just smiles and laughs.
[My lord is very angry. What are you so angry about?]
“Don’t call it a bowl.”
[If you don’t call a bowl a bowl, what else do you call it?]
“Do you think I’ll just give in? No way. I’ll make a prediction. You’ll lose me and end up sucking your thumb. No, you’ll lose your name, your status, and your divinity, and become a worthless devil. I’ll make sure that happens.”
The final boss of Episode 3 is a saint.
The saint summons her old father, albeit imperfectly, in Phase 3.
If you win there, your old father will lose his divine status by dropping a piece of divinity.
Kim Sa-je’s family will become like God.
Let’s see if I can still be as strong-willed as I am now, even if I become a demon or a spirit.
[Hoo hoo hoo.]
The old father bursts into laughter.
[Vessel. My future companion. There is something you are mistaken about.]
“Why? You’re telling me that I can’t beat you, a tiny creature? That’s too cliche. Say something else.”
[Hoo hoo hoo hoo.]
The old father leaned his upper body leisurely.
Towards me.
It’s clearly about the same size as me, but it has an overwhelming presence.
It feels like a giant mountain is moving, even though it is just a clone, a terminal, a part of an infinitely extending tentacle.
[Vegetable.]
My old father is watching me.
[No matter how special a method you use to observe this world from a two-dimensional perspective, it is impossible for a single human being to be omniscient.]
“joy.”
[Vessel, vessel. Most of the knowledge you have observed must have been correct. The secrets of this world must have been inscribed infinitely in the folds of your small brain. But that does not mean that you, vessel, know everything. Didn’t you feel it? That there were things you did not know.]
That’s right.
I felt it when I reached level 8.
When examining memories through the magical seed that the commander planted in his dantian.
When the world’s characteristics were sprouting through the room of spirit and time.
“So what are you trying to say?”
[Vegetable.]
The old father solemnly declared.
[You changed your destiny, but you couldn’t change your fate.]
The fingers move in a shaky manner.
The view changes with a strange number of people.
Fateful awakening as if it were natural.
It is visible.
The fate of the world.
My fate again.
It stretches out and wiggles, and I wonder where it is headed.
“uh?”
A line of fate that radiates outward toward the world.
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At the end, everything converges to one point.
To my old father who is right in front of me.
The old father stretched out his tentacle-like fingers and caressed the line of fate.
[Vessel. You have indeed accomplished an incredible feat. Originally, the fate of this world should have been decided on Easter last year. At least millions should have died, half the city should have burned, and chaos and disorder should have grown like poisonous mushrooms.]
This is a story about the Seoul terrorist attack.
[But you, the vessel, changed its fate. And that’s not all? You completely erased the death that followed. Death, which should have originally flashed like a nuclear bomb, was merely a bonfire that spread and was then suppressed.]
That’s a zombie apocalypse story.
[As a result, I had to give up on a complete resurrection. Look, vessel!]
The old father pricked his finger.
Two lines were drawn.
A single line that shakes utterly and destructively.
A much more stable line, although there may be some shaking.
Two lines running parallel.
[Who would have thought that fate would change like this? But look again, vessel! Where do these two lines ultimately lead?]
The destination was the same.
They were both obsessed with their old father.
As all the lines extending from me converge on my old father.
My heart is aching.
It makes me feel sick to my stomach that it’s true.
But instead of being convinced, I just laughed.
Why?
Because the hero trait that had settled in my lower abdomen was poking me in the eye, telling me not to be fooled.
“Huh. Don’t talk nonsense. I’ll change that fate too.”
[Hahaha. Your fate has already changed several times. Vessel.]
Fingers were pointed at the empty space.
[When you defeat a species of insignificant beast all by yourself.]
[You have overturned the fate of being invited to my kingdom.]
[When you deceived my saint and stabbed her in the heart.]
[You have escaped the destiny of the first apostle who serves me.]
[At this moment when it has arrived in front of me.]
[You will erase the future where your soul is consumed.]
A tone that mixes past and future tenses.
A line is drawn every time an incident is mentioned.
[But there are things that don’t change.]
The old father clasped his hands together.
The lines are coming together.
To my old father.
As with other fate lines.
[It is your destiny. By destiny, you will become my body and spirit and share immortality.]
“Bullshit!”
I can’t listen to it anymore.
Taat!
He threw himself into it.
Stab with the silent sword.
It’s not just any ordinary sword.
A black and white sword, overlapping to resemble space, pierced through the old father.
The old father did not resist.
He just looks at me with deep eyes.
[It’s no use resisting.]
A calm diary.
[It is no use running away. Vessel, it was all decided long ago that you would become my vessel. Give up and accept your fate.]
I twisted the silent sword.
The Nephilim’s sword disrupts existence itself.
My old father flinched as if it was painful.
okay.
You feel pain too.
“Do you think I’ll be fooled?”
He whispered to his old father.
“I already heard from Gaia. I am from another world, so I am free from the fate of this world.”
[Do you really think so?]
The old father laughed with his mouth open.
[You only know one thing and don’t know two! You are a person from another world, but you are not an other world person. You are definitely from this world. You were born in this world and have been reincarnated countless times, and have evolved your soul to the level of the Almighty, a person from this world.]
The shock hits my head.
Come to think of it, that’s true.
My origins are in this world.
Perhaps one of the greatest men ever recorded in the history of this world.
Because that was my past life.
Then, in the grand scheme of fate, wouldn’t I also end up being dragged along and unable to escape?
‘This kid is scary.’
no.
That can’t be true.
It’s all just my old father trying to fool me.
Fate? Destiny?
If something like that exists, I’ll tear it all to pieces!
“Do you really think I’m jealous? You’re talking nonsense like that.”
[Heh. Of course you would be greedy. Think of all the gods you have met, Vessel. Didn’t they all yearn for you?]
“Of course, since he is omnipotent.”
[Hahahaha!]
What’s so funny?
The sound of laughter echoed loudly.
[Do you think it’s just because of that reason?]
“then?”
[You are the pinnacle of all superhumans. You are the highest seat of all time, the seat of ascension, the seat of liberation, and the master of the prepared world. Do you know? When you took on flesh, all the gods trembled, and when you abandoned flesh, all the gods were relieved?]
“what?”
The best seat in the past and present? The seat of ascension? The seat of liberation?
Master of the prepared world?
What the heck is this grand title?
I just can’t stand this question.
“Who was I in my past life?”
Old father laughs briefly.
[Do you think I’ll tell you that? Then, you might awaken to your past life? Look carefully. You might be able to change your fate once. You won’t be able to change your destiny, but you’ll have a good dream for a little while.]
Search all nicknames stored in your head.
Nothing came out.
It seems to be a nickname used among the gods.
“You let that brat, who knows so well, get stabbed by the saint?”
He added strength to his sword and made a fuss.
“If I were you, I would have seen your fate and destiny so well that I would have set a perfect trap so that you would not be able to escape from your temple.”
[Why should it be like that?]
“what?”
[It’s a toy that will break anyway. It’s a livestock that won’t even live for a year at most. It’s right to dispose of it at an appropriate time and turn it into magic. In that regard, I’ve decided to specially remember the saint, that top-quality meat. It’s a small piece of meat, but it really did a great job.]
“Wow… … You are really… … ”
This kid is legendary.
The saint gave up her body, soul, and even her future to save humanity, and now she’s like this?
All gods in this world are like that.
People like Thor and Gaia are said to be of great character.
Even the already dead Odin and Zeus would look like fairies compared to their old fathers.
“This is such a fu*king piece of shit. Don’t you feel sorry for the saint? She gave you her body, mind, and soul.”
[Huh.]
The old father laughed briefly.
[I have given my body and soul, but never my mind.]
“what?”
[That meat is not very faithful to me. It serves me only because it has no alternative. So it wouldn’t be unfair if I treated it like livestock.]
Judging from what you said, you were a total fanatic.
The old father solemnly declared.
[Although the plan has gone awry, it will not affect the grand scheme. Saintess, that fish will revive you as my vessel as planned. I will make this world into an ark and sail to the world that the Saintess observed and reported to me, the parallel world Earth where you lived. In this way, I will conquer the godless world and stand tall as the sole deity of one world!]
What the heck is this guy?
Why are you telling me all about your plans?
My old father, whose daily routine was deception and delusion.
There is some intention.
I suddenly came to my senses.
Could it be because my old father always said such shocking things?
I had even forgotten that magic was eating me up.
A dark magic that climbed up the golf bag and the bridge.
Before I knew it, my waist had turned completely black.
If it weren’t for the hero trait, I would have been eaten a long time ago.
We can’t afford to waste any more time.
Use reverse flow characteristics.
[Kwaaaaak!]
Immediately the old father evaporates and screams.
99% of existence has disappeared.
All that remains is a handful of ghostly, whitish traces.
My old father spoke, blinking as if he were going to turn off the light.
[Hoohoohoo… … With the power of the heavens, fate can be overturned, but destiny cannot be touched… … Try to struggle… … Vessel, my companion… … You will be eaten by ‘us’ and become the last of the three pillars of the Trinity… … ]
“Hey, get out.”
You keep talking nonsense until the end.
Replicating the reverse flow as a world characteristic.
Just as I was about to explode, my old father chuckled.
[That power will also be mine… … I look forward to that day… … Ascension Seat… … Liberation Seat, my vessel… … .]
“Get out.”
Second reversal triggered.
Wow!
A magnificent sound rings out.
The world is collapsing.
The entire subdimension collapses.
The old father is scattered and turned to dust, and even that dust is disappearing.
I also closed my eyes quietly.
The feeling of being sucked somewhere.
The feeling I had when I first moved into this world was coming back to me.
Conversely, a consciousness that floats slowly.
The mind becomes clearer and more sharp.
So when I opened my eyes.
I found a familiar ceiling.
“phew.”
My head feels heavy.
The terminal embedded in his chest was completely removed, but the uneasiness remained.
The laughter my old father left behind was making me dizzy.
Just in case, I try to concentrate.
Destiny’s eyes are opened.
I traced the line of fate extending from me with my ears and my intuition.
“ah…….”
The truth confirmed with your own eyes.
My old father’s words were not entirely false.
My fate lines were all connected to one point.
That too, in a certain subdimension.
In a world that is full of the feeling of an old father.
That is, to the kingdom of the old father.
“joy.”
So what?
I clenched my fist and snorted.
Who knows whether it was fate or simply a crossroads of destiny.
I repeat, if I was going to die without a fight, I would have killed myself and ended it the moment I knew I was dropped into this world.
I’m going to struggle.
I will resist.
I will fight, curse, and swear until the end.
Let’s wait and see.
Who will have the last laugh?
Who will be standing over the other person’s corpse?
[You won.]
“Were you worried?”
[A little. The old father was by no means a mere god. Even a terminal being can have a powerful influence on humans. The same goes for the omnipotent being.]
The goddess of the sky river approached fluttering her wings.
Only when I hear your calm tone do I feel reassured.
Yeah, trust me.
Me who has overcome the chaos.
The characteristics that have been built up over time.
Also, there are traits that will be accumulated in the future.
Knock knock knock!
Someone knocked harshly on the door.
“Goddess! Goddess! Has the Sword Master not awakened yet?”
What is it? Why is it like that?
Are you still awake?
There was something that caught my eye.
I quickly activated the Dragon Monarch’s Crown.
When I used the rapture to move to the spiritual world, it was clearly the end of August, but I noticed that the date had already changed to September.
I closed my eyes for a moment and opened them again, and almost a week had passed.
He got up as if he was bouncing.
“what’s the matter!”
A moment of silence.
Soon a familiar voice, Choi Seon-su’s voice, was heard through the door.
“Oh my god, are you awake now? We’re in big trouble! Your Majesty!”
“what’s the matter?”
“Gwangju, Gwangju City!”
Gwangju, Gyeonggi-do.
Where the shadow temple of the old father’s sect is located.
“It’s completely sealed!”
