A story about a max level player’s 100th return, Episode 5
5. God of Dimensions
-God of dimension?
I don’t know much about the gods, but I’ve never heard of them.
The highest god he knows is the transcendent Dojun Min.
-What is that guy? Are you strong?
-Strong. Because he is the god who manages the entire dimension.
-More than Guyana Chaos?
-No problem.
Only then did Ryumin’s mouth open.
If he is stronger than those two, how strong is he?
-Do you think that guy broke the world line?
-Yes.
-why?
-Deolant oversees and manages all levels. He didn’t want to see the dimensions increase unnecessarily.
As the regression continues, the world line increases.
The world line that Ryumin currently knows is as follows.
Ryu Min’s world line from the 1st to the 100th episode.
Starting from the 101st episode, 97 world lines were created as 97 people fulfilled their wishes.
And even the newly created world line of episode 102.
A total of 198 world lines coexisted within the framework of space.
however.
-You mean the god of the dimension doesn’t want to see that?
-I guess so. I’ve heard that you have a hard time keeping things organized, so you probably want to get rid of all the other unnecessary dimensions.
Ryu Min did not abandon the intentionally increased dimensions and maintained them as is.
On the other hand, a god named Deorant doesn’t like the copied world line and wants to get rid of it.
‘Is this bigger than I thought?’
The appearance of a god trying to destroy the world line made Ryumin nervous for the first time in a long time.
Of course, there are still some doubts about just believing what Kronos says.
-How did you know that? About deolant.
-I met Deorant once. Of course, he did not talk to such a high being, but only saw it in passing. As you know, I’ve been hiding here and there to avoid Chaos, haven’t I?
-You met by chance?
-yes. Otherwise, what do you think?
Ryumin refrained from answering.
It sounds plausible, but it’s not entirely believable.
‘I can’t completely trust Kronos’ words because he was trying to stab me… … . You’ll find out when you check. ‘Did the world line really collapse or not?’
Ryumin asked Kronos.
-With the power of time, you can tell whether the world line has collapsed, right?
-Yes. Please check it out. It won’t be that difficult.
-If I use this power, what are the chances that Deorant will find out my location?
-Don’t worry about that. Deorant probably doesn’t know about your existence yet.
-why?
-If you knew that the main culprit for increasing the world line was here, wouldn’t you try to collapse the 102nd world line right here?
-That’s right.
Ryumin did not refute.
It certainly made sense.
-Then is it a coincidence that fragments of memories that collapsed from another world line flowed here?
-It’s a coincidence. Maybe the collapse of the world line isn’t just one thing.
‘Not one?’
I hadn’t thought of that.
Ryumin immediately closed his eyes and used the power of time.
We have come to check how many world lines have collapsed.
After a while, Ryumin’s eyes opened in surprise.
-What happened?
-Six of the 101st world lines collapsed. Fortunately, it doesn’t seem to be the world line of anyone I know… … .
-half dozen? Seeing that it’s not just one, it looks like it’s planning to destroy all world lines.
It was truly a serious situation.
97 101st world lines created for the player’s wishes.
Six of them collapsed.
In the aftermath, fragments of memory were scattered, affecting the memories of other world lines.
‘The more the world line collapses, the more confused people will be. ‘Because things you have never experienced, such as the existence of players and angels, will be instilled in your head.’
What was more serious than anything else was Deorant’s move to exterminate people.
We can’t just sit there like this.
We need to take action before the deolant goes on a rampage.
Ryumin’s eyes turned serious.
-Tell me how to stop deolant.
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“oh my… … Duya.”
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Hwang Yong-min opened his eyes with his head throbbing.
‘Uh, what about that bastard? ‘Did you go?’
When I look around, Ryumin is nowhere to be seen.
‘Whew, thank goodness… … .’
At that moment, a memory flashed through Hwang Yong-min’s head like a flashback.
‘That bastard took out the scythe.’
A scythe of dark red energy pulled out of the air.
It was an incredible sight, even if it was magic, but Hwang Yong-min was calmer than expected.
Because I had the knowledge about it in my head.
‘That bastard had the abilities of a player, right?’
Information about players, items, survival games, etc. comes to mind one after another.
I don’t know how.
It was Hwang Yong-min who just accepted it naturally.
‘Ryu Min… … . That bastard was a black scythe… … .’
Terrible memories surfaced.
The sight of Ryumin cutting his own throat, revealing his identity as a black scythe.
‘It’s not a dream. ‘I remember it clearly happening!’
Hwang Yong-min tried to recite it just in case.
‘Status window.’
The status window does not respond.
That means you are not a player.
‘But Ryumin, that bastard had powers, right?’
Everyone should be a player, so why is he the only one with no skills?
No, he probably didn’t have such an ability to begin with, so why do he take it for granted now?
As if it was a right they already had.
And how is he still alive when he was clearly dead?
‘f*ck… … . ‘My mind is confused.’
Hwang Yong-min, who woke up in the alley where he was beaten by Ryu Min, walked home first.
As I was going, I saw people, and in my head… … .
‘Why are there so many people in their 20s? Most of them would have died, right? Are they all players?’
Confusing thoughts came to mind and tormented me.
‘damn! ‘My head is a mess.’
In the midst of a mixture of reality and fantasy, I somehow arrived home.
For now, I planned to lie down and sort out my messy hair.
I was tired from getting beaten up by Ryumin.
however.
“hey.”
“Yongmin.”
Huge men were waiting in front of the house.
It was none other than the Chinese food group.
“Tongue, brothers?”
“Hey~ Yongmin. Are you coming now?”
Jo Jung-sik approached with a rough movement.
For Hwang Yong-min, he was both happy and embarrassed.
“No, Brother Jungsik! Where have you been and now are you back? “Why didn’t you come to the graduation ceremony again?”
“Ah, I’ll tell you about that gradually as I go. “Just follow me.”
Giving up the idea of resting at home, Hwang Yong-min got into the van with his Chinese friend.
“Let’s go.”
The atmosphere in the car heading somewhere was quite quiet.
‘what? ‘I feel like my brothers’ energy is down a lot?’
The air is heavier than usual.
Hwang Yong-min, who was quietly watching his brothers, was convinced when he saw that their skin looked the same as usual.
It’s clear that Ryu Min lied.
‘what? That bastard. You say you’ve dealt with it or not, but it’s nothing, right?’
If I had taken care of my older brothers, there was no way they would have been so fine.
That’s because Ryumin was a player.
“older brother. Now tell me. Why didn’t you come to the graduation ceremony? “Didn’t you ask me to kill that bastard, Ryu Min?”
Was it just my illusion?
When Ryumin’s name comes up, the brothers flinch.
“Whew, let’s go and talk first, go.”
The place where the gangsters arrived, leading the vehicle, was a deserted mountain road.
“We’re all here, get down.”
What did you have to do in these mountains?
“Follow me.”
I started climbing the mountain path following my brothers.
We continue into the deep, dark mountains.
‘What are you doing to set the mood like this? ‘What’s here?’
Hwang Yong-min, who was also nervous, stopped walking for a moment.
Jo Jung-sik, who was in the lead, stopped and looked back.
With a very angry face.
“Hey, Hwang Yongmin.”
“yes?”
“Why didn’t you tell me?”
“W-what do you mean?”
At that time, a dull shock was felt behind Hwang Yongmin’s back.
“Ugh!”
“I fell down!”
“Step on it, you bastard!”
Gangsters carried out a mass lynching.
Hwang Yong-min, who had been beaten without knowing what was going on, curled up in a turtle position and soon found an opportunity to speak.
“Why, why are you doing this! why!?”
“Why?”
When Jo Jung-sik raised his hand, the gangsters stopped kicking.
Befitting his reputation for controlling the organizations in Seoul with just his charisma, Cho Joong-sik approached Hwang Yong-min with a scary look in his eyes.
“hey. “Did you get your memories back?”
“… … .!?”
“Why didn’t you tell me your memories came back?”
“Tongue, brother. no way… … .”
“You’re not the only one who came back. “I’m back too.”
Jo Jung-sik’s fist hit his face as if he wasn’t going to give him any room for excuses.
“Oops!”
“네가 내 뒤통수친 거 다 기억났다고, 이 개새끼야!”
Jo Jung-sik’s merciless assault began.
Puk puk puk puk!
Hwang Yong-min, who had no stamina to resist, was simply beaten.
“Ha, ha, you bastard. how is it? That’s right, do you remember anything now?”
“Ugh… … .”
“This is what you did in round 3, right?”
puck!
“With your fist like this.”
Pow!
“You killed me by just hitting my face, right? yes?”
puck! puck! puck!
Hwang Yong-min, who was in a state close to being mush, could not even open his eyes properly.
My face is all covered in blood.
“Sigh! Thru X key. Even if I forgive everything else, I can’t forgive the backstabbing. know?”
When Jo Jung-sik stretched out his hand, his subordinate gave him the shovel he had taken from the van.
“Normally, I let you dig your own grave before starting work, but I will give you special treatment.”
Jo Jung-sik lifts the shovel above his head.
Even if it was a different world, he couldn’t accept the man who betrayed and killed him as his subordinate.
“I will kill you especially now.”
It was the moment when the shovel was about to hit Hwang Yong-min’s head.
Teeing!
Ryu Min appeared like the wind and flicked the shovel away with one finger.
Jo Jung-sik’s eyes widened in astonishment.
It was surprising that the shovel popped off with his finger, but more than anything, it appeared in the blink of an eye.
Like a ghost.
“It’s not a ghost. So put away the shovel.”
At Ryu Min’s command, Cho Joong-sik not only put away the shovel but also took five more steps back.
A bad memory came to mind.
The man with ghost-like movements who had beaten him countless times in his illusions is right in front of him.
“Uh, uhm… … .”
“Ugh… … .”
Cho Joong-sik is shaking as if he has PTSD.
It was the same for other subordinates.
It was a natural reaction since they had been constantly beaten by illusions.
For Chinese people, Ryu Min was like the second coming of a nightmare.
“Well, the black scythe… … .”
“As expected, your memories have returned. No, should I say I was injected with memories from another world line?”
Ryu Min muttered and gestured to Hwang Yongmin.
“Breakfast and lunch. “Don’t touch Hwang Yong-min.”
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