Kim Jeon Sa, Building Traits Episode 284
Ice Palace Ruins –1-
Entering the dimensional rift.
A strange sight unfolds.
A picture put together in pieces.
Or a scene where the photo appears to have been cut into thousands of pieces and scattered around.
The horribly crushed space or scene was confusing my eyes.
“memory?”
That word comes to mind.
Because unity was seen even in the midst of intense chaos.
Are the bug spaces in the game similar?
They were broken into pixel units or polygon units and scattered haphazardly.
Red, who had been sitting on my shoulder, raised his head.
[meat?]
Dementia appears to be returning.
[meat!]
Jump up and flap your wings like a rooster.
After taking a deep breath, he turned on the Toshi.
“You go inside and sleep.”
[meat!]
Red, who passionately calls for meat until the very end.
Soon, a handful of smoke is sucked into the toshi.
The Winter Queen, who had followed me, looked around awkwardly.
“What on earth is this place?”
“It’s a distorted space.”
The Winter Queen looks down at her arm with unfamiliar eyes.
In this broken space, the only things that are whole are me and the Winter Queen.
The magical power was dissipating and existence was collapsing.
Slowly but surely.
It means there is a time limit.
I checked up to there and cast my gaze to one side.
“Who are you? Come out.”
“Who’s there? A ghost?”
The winter queen trembles slightly.
You’re older than me and you’re afraid of ghosts?
He burst into laughter once and then became angry.
Wow!
A golden light swept across the front like a bomb.
A scream erupted immediately.
[Eww! Stop it! I told you not to do that!]
A red shadow jumps out.
“oh?”
The Winter Queen opened her eyes wide.
Then I look back and forth between the shadow hovering in front of us and the cold Toshi I am holding.
“Aren’t you the enemy?”
That’s right.
The shadow looked exactly like Red, who had disappeared just a moment ago.
From the size that reminds me of a small cat.
Red eyes like rubies.
Majestic horns and face.
All of it, including the beautifully sparkling dragon scales.
I looked at the shadows keenly.
“You. Are you a magic spirit?”
[Magic Spirit? Do they use that word these days? In my time, they called me Administrator. My creator also called me Administrator 718.]
“Oh, yeah. Red made you?”
[That’s right. Wait a minute. Who are you calling who? How dare you call the great Creator like the puppy next door!]
I know what kind of guy he is.
You said that Red helped the first Heavenly Horse create the Ice Crystal.
The administrator left behind at that time appears to be a magical spirit.
I shrugged my shoulders and patted Toshi.
[meat!]
Red popped out, his eyes wide open.
I rummaged through my golf bag and handed him a large piece of short rib. He snatched it up with the happiest expression on his face.
And then he started gnawing on it like a puppy biting a piece of gum.
Manager 718 looked at Red with a shocked face.
[The Creator… … The great and majestic Creator… … How, how could this be… … .]
[Do I know?]
[I know! How could I not know! My creator, the oldest living dragon on Earth, the one who established the laws of the Northern World, the Red Emperor!]
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[Then give me the meat.]
[under…….]
My eyes are spinning.
If you continue like this, your ego will collapse and your very existence will be erased.
I grabbed Red and put him in Toshida.
[Dare!]
Manager 718 was about to have another seizure.
Looking at Manager 718, he spoke in a quiet voice.
“It doesn’t matter what Red was in the past. What matters is that he is now part of my group.”
[That can’t be… … .]
“You knew it too, didn’t you? Seeing how the Ice Palace had become like this, you must have noticed that something was wrong with Red. The magic spirit that Red created himself… … If he’s the manager, that is.”
Manager 718 wagged his tail.
Manager 718, looking at my toshi with eyes dripping with foolishness.
In a more polite manner, he lets out a few words as if sighing.
[I thought everything would be resolved when the Creator came… … I guess I was mistaken.]
“There is no business that can stand the test of time.”
[Ha… … If I had known this would happen, I would have thrown myself into the dimensional rift the day the Ice Palace collapsed. What was I wasting that time for… … .]
Do magical spirits get depressed too?
The air becomes heavier rapidly.
I held out my Winter Queen who was standing next to me.
“It wasn’t all in vain. Your role was to control the ice crystals, maintain the ice palace, and preserve the ice palace’s bloodline, right? Look. The ice palace’s grandson has returned. If you hand over the remaining legacy of the ice palace to this elf, you will have fulfilled your mission.”
The light returned to Manager 718’s eyes.
[Is it true? You are the grandson of the Ice Palace?]
“Check it out.”
[Oh my gosh! It’s true! Isn’t he really the grandson of the Ice Palace? Oh my gosh, the Creator and the true master of the Ice Palace have come together! This Administrator 718, it feels worth enduring the arduous time!]
Admin 718 was going wild.
It runs around the broken space like a puppy, and when it runs to a high place, it lets out a long howl.
Yeah. It’s not a dragon cry, it’s a howling.
The dog next door was acting like a dog, and now he’s acting like one.
[Good! This is what the Creator has led you to! I will lead you to the depths of the Ice Palace, to the treasure vault! Your eldest grandson has come to collect his inheritance, right?]
“Huh? Huh.”
[I’ll show you right away! One is the master of my creator, and the other is the grandson of the Ice Palace! Although there will be obstacles, I have no doubt that you will overcome them wisely and tenaciously! Please solve this strange space assembly and the broken ice sea well!]
Is it because space is dimensionally distorted?
Even the Winter Queen seems to understand what Manager 718 is saying.
Actually, I answered a little while ago in a strange language that was neither English nor Norwegian, but the meaning was immediately engraved in my brain.
Manager 718 flapped his wings and came down to our level.
[We must first go down to the depths! To do that, we must restore this space!]
“Recover?”
[Yes! Look. It’s a total mess. The concepts are materialized and the information is materialized. The memories and magic contained in the ice crystal are superimposed on reality. And it’s fragmented. We have to fix this in order to move on to the next stage.]
I’m using the same expression because I’m afraid someone might say it’s a magic spirit created by Red.
I looked around the jigsaw-like surroundings.
I told you to fix this.
Like a mosaic picture.
Or like a jigsaw puzzle game.
I try to reach out.
In a clump like someone’s hair.
As expected, my hand just passed through the lump.
It is something that cannot be touched without using special abilities.
“Uh, what do I do with this?”
The Winter Queen cried.
The situation was the same.
I put the ice spirit on my hand, but it was useless.
His hands were passing over the pieces of armor as if giving a ghostly massage.
Manager 718, who had been watching, stamped his feet.
[How did you get in here! Just do it like that!]
Aha. Is that so?
She winked at the Winter Queen.
He immediately understands and cuts his wrist.
Blood spurting like a fountain.
I applied some of it to both hands and treated the Winter Queen.
“Will that be enough?”
“It would be fine. It’s not like it’s revealing a dimensional rift.”
I touched the nearby debris.
It is touched.
The space itself.
Like holding a large piece of a jigsaw puzzle.
However, it was unwavering.
It was as if it was nailed to the air and was not moving.
[Mutation][Mutant Muscle][Mutant Body]
[Mutant Heart][Mutant Intestines][Rapture]
Attribute switching.
As my body twists, fragments of space fall out.
The space debris is trembling in my hands.
As if it would break at any moment.
Manager 718 screamed in surprise.
[Be careful! You used too much force!]
What’s so weak about this?
It’s not that I’m not feeling well, but I feel like I’m going crazy because my adrenaline is exploding.
Delicate hand movements are difficult.
Then it would be better to give it a little variation.
[Mutation][Mutant Heart][Mutant Intestine]
[Diamond Body][Magic Brain][Rapture]
Like this.
To protect your mind and think calmly.
The body that had been swollen is shrinking.
If you just look at his appearance, he seems like a slightly large person.
The magic power is still corrupted, though.
Manager 718 looked at me with his mouth wide open.
[What… What is it? What are you doing now?]
“what?”
[It clearly caused a mutant rampage… … Wait, you’re still a mutant… … You, by any chance?]
Both pupils shook violently.
With shock and disbelief.
[Are you from another world?]
It’s a novel sound to hear.
I snorted once and started walking away.
Is it because I only wear three mutations?
It was definitely bearable.
I was able to let go of my instinctive desire for destruction and sadism like water.
He can speak because his vocal cords are not deformed.
Ugh.
The space was torn out.
Instantly equip yourself with a diamond body and magical brain instead of a ghost eye and sixth sense.
The two characteristics were thrown where the prophet’s ring pointed.
Then, the pieces of space are piled up one by one.
A sight like stacking Lego blocks.
There was no need to elaborately combine them or anything.
They stick together and form a scene.
A certain point in the past.
The memories that the first Heavenly Horse, or Red, left behind.
[Ppa, fast… … .]
Manager 718 hovered around me.
[Are you really not a god? Even if the Creator himself did it, he wouldn’t be able to restore it this quickly. Especially not with this horrible method.]
“Are there any complaints?”
When I asked about restoring the vocal cords, Manager 718 shook his head.
[Not at all. Even the Creator in his prime would have taken several days. He would have had to lay down the magic circle with expensive materials. But you did it so quickly… … Are you really not a craftsman or a night market god from the Pantheon?]
Huh? A craftsman?
I changed the trait set just in case.
Put in the craftsman, excluding the diamond body.
Then, disassembly and assembly became faster.
Almost twice as much.
As a result, thousands of fragments of memory could be reassembled in less than 30 minutes.
And so the place was completed.
It was in a dark cave.
Three people were facing each other with a magic bonfire between them.
A thin man with a sword on his waist.
An impressive man with blazing red hair.
And an elf woman who looks just like the Winter Queen.
[oh…….]
Manager 718 ran to the red-haired man in front of the campfire.
Then he kneels down in the form of a small dragon and worships.
[Administrator 718, meet the Creator.]
The Winter Queen whispered to me.
“I think you are the enemy.”
“Before I became a dragon.”
“I heard that the Red Emperor was the Ice Palace Guardian Dragon. Since you said he was already an old dragon at that time, would that have been the end of the Seongryong era?”
“you’re right.”
Manager 718 shook his head.
When I carefully touch the campfire, a fiery flame spreads.
Then comes the vertical drop.
The bonfire served as an elevator, taking us downstairs.
It was the same as the previous floor.
Thousands of pieces of space debris were scattered in a mess.
Reassembly begins with the Winter Queen’s blood once again.
The memory that was created that way was a scene from several years later.
A black dragon that attacks and dyes the world black.
A red dragon lying on one side.
The first Heavenly Horse with a sword who guards the red dragon.
And the elf watches the two with concern.
“That’s the black dragon… … .”
“Huh? Is this the dragon you know?”
“It’s in the legend of the Demonic Cult. It’s said that the first Heavenly Horse slew a black dragon in the west.”
The Winter Queen belatedly paid her greetings to the invited celestial horses and elves.
“I didn’t know that the three of you had this kind of connection. I wondered why you became the guardian dragon… … .”
“Shouldn’t a debt of life be repaid with one’s life?”
“The black dragon attacked you, my lord?”
“You know Red isn’t from Earth, right? He was actually exiled from his home world. Black Dragon was the pursuer and executioner.”
A related story unfolds in Episode 4, The Evil Dragon.
As a knight, ride Red across the dimensional gate and attack Red’s home dimension.
Red becomes stronger when you complete personal quests there.
Dementia is not curable, but it can be reduced to level 8.
Level 8 on the topic of mounts.
It’s not called the ultimate combat vehicle for nothing.
[Going down!]
Enter the third floor.
It was the last floor.
The most decisive event that brought together the first Heavenly Horse and the North Pole Empress.
The Demon King of the North.
It contained memories related to the Demon King.
The sea turned pitch black.
Demon soldiers jumping out, bubbling with bubbles.
Cheonma, Red, and the North Sea Empress block the way.
Memories of a desperate struggle are assembled and take shape.
[All done!]
Manager 718 shouted loudly.
[The heart opens!]
It wasn’t difficult.
Something a normal person would never be able to do.
It’s something I should have done even if I had been at least a thousand years old, but I’m not inferior to anyone anymore.
I used the rapture to shake off the mutants.
Manager 718 watched me like that, shaking his head.
[You are truly a monster. Do you happen to have a god among your ancestors? Otherwise, it doesn’t make sense.]
“There’s no such thing. He’s perfectly human.”
[Or maybe the reincarnation of the Creator’s friend? Something like that, right? Right?]
“I thought that wasn’t the case?”
[Who is it? I don’t know who it is, but their eyes are crooked… ]
“The red dragon that is your creator.”
[Aha! How wise! Well, what are the odds of being reincarnated into the same world and race in this infinite universe? It wasn’t like someone forcibly grafted them together! He must have been reincarnated into a more noble, um, celestial or dragon race in another universe!]
Changing words.
He crossed his arms and looked at Manager 718 with a pressuring look.
Manager 718, located in front of the pitch-black sea in the memory space.
He looked at me as if warning me.
[Be careful. The depths are different from any space you’ve seen before. That’s where the ice crystals were. The energy of the Demon King and the Creator’s friend collided, so you never know what might have happened. In the worst case scenario, you could die as soon as you enter!]
“Dying? Me?”
[Uh, uh, that’s it… … .]
Manager 718 rolled his eyes.
[Not the Creator Lord, but the elf over there… … .]
How come there are no magic spirits created by the Red Dragon?
I took out some ambrosia and handed it over.
“If it’s dangerous, eat this.”
“This, this precious thing?”
“If it’s too much of a burden, you can just give me a few from the treasure room.”
“Of course! Thanks to whom I got here!”
The Winter Queen nods vigorously.
If you can color it with rotten ambrosia, that’s a gain.
I grabbed the handle of the Mukho Sword and gave an order to Manager 718.
“let’s go.”
[Yes! I’m coming in!]
Manager 718 pounded the pitch-black sea with force.
And then it rains.
I fell for dozens of meters with the feeling of sinking into a swamp.
The place we arrived at was a pitch-black sea.
The evil spirit of the Demon King and the declining Heavenly Demon God.
Preying on, digesting, and excreting each other.
Without any noise, flash or explosion.
It was a more brutal battlefield than anywhere else.
