Episode 398 < Me and your world. (3) >
3.
The brightly rising sun shook once.
Geomje moved.
It was like a lightning strike without warning or warning. The sword flashed once along the slanted path of sunlight, and immediately after that, a white flash flew in like a missile.
“Three numbers,”
To counter him, I also raised my sword.
A shadow fell over the flower field like the remains of my burning remains.
“You’re not giving in!”
A shadow wavered along the sword’s path.
Demon Heavenly God Sword
Article 1 type
Asayu sword·heart Food, death, power·heart
The shadows on the floor all sank their teeth into the ground.
Ganggi was sucked out of the ground. It was closer to harvesting than practicing, and it was closer to sucking blood than harvesting. A flock of monkfish that had invaded the banquet hall seemed to be devouring the food without even breathing. The energy of this world that I had absorbed as if I had been possessed was thrown straight into the sky.
The blood-colored shadow that rose up, bang… … ! The Sword Emperor deflected the flash of light and split it.
The sword’s strength was chipped away like the peel of an apple. The shells of the river that had been shaved off fell like white showers.
The world flashed like a million firecrackers exploding at the same time.
I used that flash as a banner for counterattack.
Demon Heavenly God Sword
Chapter Seven
long shot sword • heart 杖死打劍 • heart
In the flickering world, light and darkness mixed together like a group dance. Each shadow that appeared like that spewed out dark red energy. The Geomje faced the dark red tentacles spitting out without any regularity or place to avoid, with a smile.
“You are,”
The brightly exposed teeth sparkled like those of a lion.
“Why don’t you count the numbers for me!”
The tip of the Sword Emperor’s sword moved.
Tsk… And a sound like clicking one’s tongue rang out.
If it had been the sound of clicking one’s tongue, the subject of clicking one’s tongue must have been air.
—Paat… … !!
The sky opened up.
It seemed like a transparent giant was breathing in with its lips parted. The world power energy through which I shot the shadows into the passage was sucked into the gap that opened up in the world.
I was sucked in.
It exploded.
bang… … !
A waterfall of light poured down left and right, not up and down.
The moment I saw that ray of light coming towards me, I realized what had happened.
“The force I shot,”
Before the Geomje could say whether it was swallowed and thrown back, the Geomje answered.
“Like it’s yours,”
I reacted before I could say anything.
“Sigh,”
I grabbed the dagger.
heard.
The soles of both feet were planted deeply into the ground.
“ha,”
Shadows are children of light. If there is something that is infinite enough to make light inexhaustible, it has to be a shadow. A shadow as clear as the approaching flash of light was embedded in the ground and the world like an anchor. The entire body was immobilized.
I stood firm.
Then, like a thunderbolt striking a lightning rod, a wave of light struck the tip of the dagger.
“Big…!”
Blood burst out from his lips.
The blood quickly dried and fell off. I could feel the blood flowing through my veins being depleted from the inside, as if I had been injected with a dehumidifier.
If the enemy hit by the Constellation Killer’s blow was instantly burned as if struck by lightning, then the Sword Emperor’s strike was as if the blazing sunlight was shining down in front of his nose.
“Hmm,”
I took a breath.
I took a deep breath.
I took a breath with my burning heart… and,
“Hyaaaap… … !!”
I started practicing luck.
Demon Heavenly God Sword
Chapter 2: Implantation
Galsavigeum • heart, death, pain, heart • heart
Just as an old woman who was dying of thirst drank sea water, she drank the light with a burning thirst. She gathered the hordes of light she received into her heart.
In sync with the pounding beat, it was sent towards the Danjeon and brain.
My eyes lit up.
A halo of light spread through my veins and spine. It exploded. I accepted the trembling body, the drying blood, and the shock with gritted teeth, and filled it with the accepted light.
It exploded.
“conflict……!”
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At the same time as I screamed, the rays of light that had been extending throughout my body burst out through the pores of my body.
“…!”
The Geomje flinched and raised his sword to block.
It was fast enough. But it was late. Like a hedgehog shooting out thorns at once, the swarm of light that I spewed out with my whole body struck the sword emperor and passed by.
“Tsk,” the impact may not have been great as it was a thin and wide beam of light, but it succeeded in disrupting one’s posture, and in fact, that was enough.
The void closed.
There was a smell of incense burning in the temple.
“Thank you for burning the tableware… Thank you very, very much… .”
I said as smoke billowed from my whole body.
Geomje burst out laughing.
“You look like a crazy zombie.”
“You did it first… Who slurps like that… . It’s not some kind of jjajangmyeon… .”
“It was originally mine?”
“Where is mine outside?” .”
“Here.”
Geomje said.
Before I could attack any further, the Geomje grabbed his sword.
“Now you probably know why I didn’t concede three moves.”
Of course it was.
“yes.”
with pleasure. I had no choice but to know.
I am,
“You have become stronger than your teacher that winter.”
“okay.”
The flowers of this world were strong and tenacious and enjoying life.
Despite the blows that split the sky and scorched the earth, the flowers were there. He was singing about his life, leaving his body to the wind.
Amidst the dandelion seeds fluttering, a man nodded.
“Are you happy?”
I was happy.
“Are you sad?”
I was sad.
“Both sides.”
I just wanted to cry a little.
In the midst of the emotions swirling in a double helix, only the Geomje’s eyes were visible as clearly as the midday sun.
“It’s still too early to be locked in either way.”
I took a deep breath. I roughly wiped away the moisture that was mixing deep inside my nose.
“this.”
The Geomje holds the hilt of the sword.
“This now.”
The tip of the knife moves.
“You’ll have to take it first.”
and.
Martial arts sword.
Formless.
One sword, one sword.
The world has turned upside down.
4.
Pull back the arm holding the sword. Take one step.
Give strength to your shoulders.
It screams.
In conclusion, it was a sting.
With that very song, the world turned upside down.
From bottom to top? From top to bottom? From left to right? From right to left?
no.
The world turned inside out.
Like sticking your hand inside a cotton doll and turning it over, the world vomited out the world from that single point where the Sword Emperor’s thrust exploded.
Spring has arrived. Summer burst out of spring. Before summer could even reach the outskirts of the world, fall exploded. And from the center of autumn, winter, spring, summer, and fall sprang forth again.
The mandala made up of fresh greenery, leaves, flowers, fruits, ears, fallen leaves, and bare branches was in a storm.
I knew the blow.
“Dear Master,” this is the sword technique you used.
“Yes, the last,” this is the martial arts attack that delivered the blow.
“You can see it now.” It was this kind of swordsmanship.
“Are you just showing off?”
“That’s not it.”
Words that come out of your mouth and words that don’t come out of your mouth.
Nevertheless, an understandable conversation went back and forth between me and Geomje.
“iced coffee,”
I watched as the blow, which should probably be described as spherical, was flying slowly, not cutting through space, but made up of countless layers of time, time, time, countless times.
It was beautiful.
It was impossible not to be overwhelmed.
“this is,”
It is not a simple examination.
It’s not about shooting out the outside air.
“Your world… … !”
A sanctuary built by the Geomje.
his life.
[ A field of vibrant, vibrant flowers unfolds. ]
His life covered me.
[It was in the beginning] [There was nothing else] [Year of the sword] [Moon of the sword] [Day of the sword] [Time of the sword] [Minute of the sword] [In the beginning of the sword] [The moment when gears click together like gears. E] [Oh! It was done!] [It was finally forged!]
[The Sword of the Beginning]
Countless images passed before my eyes as if a dam had burst.
[Our] [Waiting] [Sadness] [Hunger] [Thirsth]
[This world,]
[I exist only for you]
[doing]
[All humans other than you are ghosts] [I am] [Alone]
[What so?]
[Well, his face is full of anguish]
[go]
[gain] [gain] [gain] [gain] [gain] [gain] [gain]
Half-body eye.
[Why is your face so full of agony?]
The thing that had been revealed from time to time after peeking into the tower owner’s life, was finally reading the Sword Emperor from this blow.
“you are,”
You were born alone.
It was made.
“you are,”
Made you want to have a brother. I felt lonely. I didn’t want to be alone. You were looking for someone you could compete with without any consideration, someone you could give your all to. Then you met a teacher—a teacher who taught you that you were not that special.
you are there,
“Satisfaction,”
[He realized that he was not lonely.]
“Geomje, are you satisfied—”
“Satisfies!”
Geomje shouted loudly.
“It was a created life! It was a given life! “I knew how to run before I could walk, and it was a miserable life where people bowed before shaking hands!”
“Geomje,”
“but!”
If Taeyang had vocal cords, he would make a voice like this.
“It was a damn happy life!”
The Geomje shouted in a shining voice.
“I live my life! All my encounters! Farewell! “I freely approve!”
“aha,”
“Myeongcheonma!”
Geomje shouted in the same stabbing position.
“What about you!”
“I am,”
“Did you laugh! Did you love it! Did you live? “Are you happy?”
“I am—”
“I know with you that you did!”
The man who climbed the tower with me smiled confidently.
“But not as much as me!”
“Geomje,”
“Take my life! Feel it! “Look up to me!”
I laughed.
“that,”
I held the dagger backwards.
The feel of duct tape. Even though I just washed it a little while ago, the feeling that it has become frayed and burnt and tattered once again wets my palms.
I see the flying sword of the Sword Emperor and the sphere of the mandala.
Draw me.
Demon Heavenly God Sword
The old style of nine
Self-determination sword, heart, self-determination, strength, heart
The dagger, which was held with the blade pointing sideways, pierced my heart cleanly, avoiding my ribs.
Blood flowed.
Slower than a snail crawling by a window on a rainy day, the blood flowed down my wrist, soaked my sleeve, and then dripped onto the flower blooming at my feet.
“you,”
The moment the Geomje stopped, the flower that drank my blood began to wither.
“you,”
“I am,”
[He realized that he was not lonely.]
“I escaped into the tower.”
“Kim Gongja,”
“I had no parents. I respected the director, but at that time, I was still young, so I didn’t truly consider him my parent. Couldn’t contact you. I couldn’t ask for help. I am,”
I think of the Black Dragon Master.
A strong and noble person. A powerful figure who fights both inside and outside the tower alone. But even for her, the reason she first set foot in the tower was because she had no place to be outside anymore. she is,
“I ran away and came in.”
I think of Sword Saint.
What was achieved outside. There were people in the tower who had thrown away everything they already had and came in feeling light. There were people in the tower who came in to challenge.
The Black Dragon Master was not one of them.
I wasn’t one of them either.
“I had no place to be.”
No matter where I went, I felt like an uninvited guest.
Among the people laughing and talking to each other, on the street where people who had places to go and places to return to were hurrying their steps, I felt like I was floating somewhere.
In a city overflowing with light, my feverish star didn’t seem to want me.
“So I came here.”
Fittingly, I had no parents.
It was symbolic.
“Unlike you.”
If you were forged by the world, I was abandoned by the world. If you had all the people who shaped you as parents, then I was an orphan abandoned by my parents.
so.
“With you.”
We both came here, leaving behind the world we grew up in.
“Kim Gongja,”
“Geomje nobleman.”
Blood flows.
The blood slowly flowing down soaks my feet. My blood spreads through the shadows and withers everything it touches.
It makes you rest.
“You weren’t satisfied, were you?”
The Geomje paused once more.
I smiled, lifting my lips with a knife stuck in my heart.
“I am satisfied—”
“Satisfaction,”
[He realized that he was not lonely.]
“You couldn’t do it!!”
Just as I thought Master would not want to live any longer,
[He realized that he was not lonely.]
But as if I was shaken every time I woke up,
[He knows he is not lonely]
In the end, you were the same.
“Satisfaction,”
You were satisfied with that – you weren’t satisfied with that – you could have been satisfied with that – you wanted to be satisfied with that at least.
I like you,
“Ahaha,”
For some reason, Bambolina flashes through my mind.
The blond-haired child who truly considered everyone in this world beautiful, the eternal boy who smiled brightly without any wrinkles, but even he wanted something that went further than that. Because I’m human. Because we are human.
Since everyone is just a person, and you are also just a person, I
“you!”
I shout to you like this,
“I will satisfy you!”
You grin like a beast at me.
“If you can,” you say, do it.
“there is!” He responded by shouting,
[A garden of rotten flowers unfolds. ]
From my heart, I unfolded my shadow.
Shadows with volume make waves. The whirlpool of my heart swallows up the bright sunlight. My sanctuary, a resting place for my weary soul, is encroaching on Geomje’s flower garden.
“hot,”
Geomje laughed.
It laughed loudly, very loudly, as if the dragon was taking a deep breath.
“Ahaha,”
I laughed.
I laughed softly, very softly, as if in a whisper.
“Ahaha,”
“Ahaha,”
“Ahahaha,”
“Ahahahahaha!”
The mandala of time blown by Geomje is disturbed.
Spring, summer, fall, winter, spring again, all unfolding.
The torrent of time, which was flowing inexorably, folds its wings in a world that has stopped.
“That was stopped,”
Geomje left his seat.
“It won’t be over!”
I kicked out of my seat.
As our two swords, dagger and great sword, clashed, there was an eerie, clear sound.
“Feel so good!”
“Yes, great!”
Yep!
“good! good night! iced coffee!”
“Yes, I’m very excited!”
Yep!
“That’s pretty good, Myeongcheonma!”
“You are the sword of the beginning!”
A shadow overflowing from the heart shoots towards the Geomje. The Sword Emperor gathers light in one hand and strikes the sword while blocking it, as if grabbing the dragon’s head. Yep! I block it with the dagger I barely raised. Then he immediately turns around and slashes the dagger towards the nape of the neck.
Even that is blocked, so I laugh.
Geomje laughs.
“I am not alone!”
Smile louder.
“I’m not special!”
Smiling with sincere satisfaction.
“I am!”
Geomje raises his great sword. swing it
Lightning strikes.
“It’s normal!!”
“Yes, the sword of the beginning! and I!”
To you I am.
“It’s not enough ah!!”
Swing a dagger. Yep! Yep! Okay… … ! He grabs his greatsword to block the sword, clinging to it tenaciously like a wolf holding its head and not letting go.
“It’s not enough!”
I am,
“You were not born wrong!”
Now I
“I have a place to go back to!”
“cancer! Yes! “Be there or not!”
“Like you,”
“As you!”
Yep!
Our weapons clash.
Our eyes meet.
It falls.
“So I-”
“we are!”
The moment when light and shadow became intertwined and passed away with a thud.
My dagger and his great sword were crossed and inserted into a keyhole in the air.
““Even if you’re alive, it’s okay!”
And the world was shattered.
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