The Main Characters That Only I Know Chapter 447

# The main characters only I know episode 448

“Who is it?”

“I know. Who am I? “Take a guess.”

Raise your head.

I shouldn’t have been able to see anything in the dark, but I was able to clearly see the person who was talking to me.

This guy looks like me. It’s like looking in a mirror.

He was literally me.

But it wasn’t me.

“what. “Who are you?”

“I’m sorry. “We’ve been together all this time, but you still don’t know me?”

“We were together the whole time?”

“Think about it. When you die and start over as a teller. And until I got here. “Is there anyone who has never been separated from you?”

Start thinking that has stopped.

I try to move my brain, which doesn’t work well, as much as it can, and guess the identity of the guy in front of me who looks like me.

He’s already given enough hints. She said she had been with her since she started as a teller, so her options were greatly narrowed.

In fact, there was only one answer.

“Are you really a fragment of the codex?”

“That is correct.”

The guy looked at me and smiled. With a face that looks exactly like mine. Even though I felt a bit unlucky at that sight, I couldn’t hide my surprise.

A fragment of the codex appears before me. What on earth is going on? Could it be that Logos sent this guy on purpose?

Maybe it wasn’t recovered yet. The guy who was left with me must have revealed himself because he knew my life was coming to an end.

I felt a bit of surprise, but it didn’t shake my emotions any further than that.

So what should I do?

“It’s already finished.”

“The end?”

“okay. end. “I can’t escape from here.”

“Then I am quite disappointed. “What did you come here for?”

That question, which felt like a dagger sticking into my lungs, aroused a feeling of irritation in me, even if it was only for a moment.

“Noisy. Anyway, you are a fragment of the book created by Logos. Go back to your master in silence. Or are you here to make fun of me? “Is it because it’s unsightly that something like this is pretending to be its former owner?”

“The owner. Well, you might think so. But aren’t you curious too? “Why did I appear in front of you in a place like this?”

“take no interest.”

“That’s a pretty twisted answer. “You’re still curious, right?”

I tried to ignore his words, but the fragment held me until the end and wouldn’t let go.

As if that shouldn’t be the case.

“Because you are more inquisitive and curious than anyone else.”

“What do you know about me?”

“I know a lot. An unfortunate extra who did not receive any attention from the world. On the stage with everyone looking at the spotlight. A dreamer who wanted to show his true self there.”

“… … !”

All the words that came out of his mouth were referring to me.

“Savior of Constantinople. Liberator of the underworld. A man who understood the mind of an infinite regressor. A teller who was promoted faster than anyone else in the world. “The harpooner who defeated the sea devil.”

“you… … .”

The me I know.

Even I don’t know myself.

All those stories, the past that I thought had now been absorbed into the darkness and disappeared.

It flows out of the guy’s mouth.

“Squire of a great knight. And the last knight who inherited his will. A savior who brought spring to a frozen planet. “The book-stack monarch who liberated the people from the oppression of the monarch.”

“… … .”

“It’s all you. Oh, and finally, the savior of the world to stand against Logos.”

“I am not a savior or anything like that.”

Look at this.

I lost the battle against the Logos. And in this place, I gave up everything and sat down.

What is the savior in this miserable appearance?

No matter how hard we struggle, we cannot escape this black world created by the Logos. There are no frogs in the well.

In the first place, can there be such a thing as true salvation in this world?

In fact, even this process I am going through right now is the content of the book Logos is writing.

What’s going on with all the hard work I’ve done?

I wasn’t even sure I could do anything anymore.

“So you’re giving up?”

“I just say no to things that can’t be done.”

“Is this really impossible?”

“What do you want to say?”

“Just look at the real reality.”

I snorted proudly at the fragment’s words, but the guy smiled kindly, as if his appearance was the same as mine, but his personality was the exact opposite.

Tap, tap, tap.

Every time he walked around me, his shoes made a sound.

“I am clearly nothing more than a fragment of the codex. It is nothing more than a small piece that fell from one of the pages of a book written by the Logos. “I cannot resist Logos, the owner of the book. Perhaps, as you say, I will return to Logos right away.”

Even now, the Logos is calling to him.

The guy expressed his honest feelings.

“Still, I came before you. Not because the Logos told me to, but by my own will.”

“… … .”

“You are asking with your eyes. Why? well. Why? Why did I abandon Logos, the master who created me, and come to see you all dying in a place like this? “In fact, it has no meaning.”

No, isn’t it meaningless?

The guy laughed and said, as if his situation was funny.

“You know, Yoohyeon. “I liked your story.”

Words that are not permitted as fragments, as created beings.

“The goal of our fragments is to find the story that suits us. It doesn’t matter if it’s good or evil. Because that’s natural. “We are not allowed to say we like what is good or dislike what we do not like.”

All fragments exist to collect and create stories and eventually return to the codex.

We are born to complete our given mission and disappear as one.

don’t question it Because it wasn’t made that way.

In the end, the will that existed in the fragments was all about finding the story.

“I am. As I read your story, I thought, ‘It’s good.’ I thought the story you showed was cool, and I was looking forward to what kind of story you would show next. An error that would normally not be permitted occurred to me.”

It was a situation where it might be recalled and discarded right away.

The guy didn’t do that.

“It’s not for me to say that I was influenced by you like that, but maybe I, or maybe we… … “Maybe he wanted to meet someone like you.”

“Like me… … person?”

“He’s such a foolish person who doesn’t give up and keeps going no matter what crisis. I liked that story. That is why I am here now, not responding to the call of the Logos. “I want to see what dreams you want to reach.”

“What is that.”

That’s stupid.

You say I’m stupid, but you’re actually saying the most stupid things.

“is it? “Maybe I was influenced by your foolish courage.”

Noisy. What are you talking about?

Even if I came to help you, there’s nothing you can do on your own.

How are you going to help me on your own?

“no. “You are not alone.”

You’re not alone?

“Did you forget? I’ve seen everything you’ve been through. And they are all with me, not going anywhere. I am a book. It is a book in which you can see everyone, a book that will show you everything. And inside the book, there are many stories written.”

What does that mean?

“So to speak, it’s like this.”

The fragment took a step back.

And then someone takes a step towards me.

“Sancho. “What are you doing squatting in a place like this?”

“… … “Driver?”

Don Quixote, the knight who gave me the story of the last knight, who had a dream like no other.

That old-fashioned armor, and even the long white beard.

same. With the man in my memories.

He was standing in front of me now.

“No, how on earth…” … .”

“How can you say that? Sancho. Have you forgotten your promise to me? “Have you already forgotten about Romance I told you about?”

“I, that’s…” … .”

“Sancho. You are the last knight. He is the last knight left in this world. “I entrusted everything to you, so what kind of disappointment is this?”

His words become a dagger and pierce my heart.

Even if there were ten mouths, there was nothing to say. Because I broke my promise to him.

“… … sorry.”

“okay. I should be sorry. Everyone makes mistakes, and taking action to correct them is the greatest virtue. So, can you move again?”

“Driver… … ?”

“I’m not the only one who came to see you.”

One by one, someone approaches me.

When I saw them, my eyes widened.

“Long time no see. “Savior.”

Dragasis, the last emperor of Constantinople.

“her. “Where has the wonderful sea man from back then gone and is there just a loser squatting here?”

“You’re noisy, you brute. “Everyone has a time when they sit down and rest when they are tired.”

Captain Ahab, a sea romantic, and Captain Nemo of the Nautilus.

“ha ha ha! Was something like this inside that slender woman’s body? “This is fun!”

Fritzen, the last emperor of the frozen planet Glakkalis.

“brother.”

“Seohae… … hey?”

Finally, to Gangseoha.

Everyone, how on earth did we get here…? … .

“Everyone came to see you.”

At the center, the fragment reaches out to me.

“Just as you saved them, everyone here is here to help you.”

“You came to help me… … ?”

“okay. So, stop talking nonsense and get up quickly.”

My heart is filled with joy. Everyone holds my hand and helps me up.

The warmth that touched my fingertips told me that they were real and not hallucinations.

I feel warmth.

The story that was lost to the darkness begins to fill up again.

“I am… … .”

Why did I think of it now?

Something I didn’t want to lose. But in the end I forgot.

After coming this long way, I realized again that someone’s story warms my heart so much.

The fragment looks at me and says:

“It’s time to leave.”

“… … .”

No answer. Instead, I strengthened my trembling legs and took a step forward.

“Go, Sancho! Grab the stars with your own hands!”

The driver’s hand pushes my back.

“haha! Go like a man! “No matter what anyone says, you are the man of the sea who defeated Moby Dick!”

“Thank you for allowing me to meet my grandchild.”

The voices of Captain Ahab and Captain Nemo give strength to my legs.

The body began to move slowly.

“We all in Constantinople will remember you.”

“hey. How long are you going to stay silent? The goal is just around the corner, right? So hurry up and go.”

Dragasis cheers me on, and Fritzen also gives me encouragement in his own way.

and.

“go. brother.”

Seohaga. That poor child who died in my hands.

He was holding my hand and pulling me.

“Be sure to achieve what you wish for.”

With those words, her small hand let go of my hand.

The body automatically moves forward. As if I had to keep going, regardless of my will.

So I ran.

I waved my arms, gasped, and moved my still body.

one two.

People with precious memories pass by behind me. And then one by one they disappear beyond the darkness.

“cheer up. “My old friend.”

The last thing you hear is the fragment’s farewell.

Did the fragment that was just someone else’s property think of me as a friend by being with me and watching my story?

Percussion.

Run. Squeeze out strength into your muscles and run while swinging your arms.

What happened to everything?

Suddenly, I tried to turn around without realizing it, but I desperately suppressed it.

You shouldn’t look back. I came this far without stopping.

Although it was only for a moment, I thought I wanted to rest, and I was almost halfway to giving up.

I said I was tired. So I want to rest. What can’t be done can’t be done.

So, it wasn’t possible.

“ha. ha.”

Running in the dark. Force your body, which has once stopped, to move.

I can’t stop now.

Even if you want to stop, you shouldn’t.

All the paths I have walked.

The many relationships I have met.

Because he continues to push my back even now.

“ha. ha.”

Even this endless darkness was only a passing process.

Let go of fear and accept even this world.

We understand that there is darkness, not light, in the world, and we do not throw it away.

Then a change occurred.

The bone-chilling cold subsides, replaced by warmth.

‘This is not a world for preying on anyone.’

Without stopping running, I raised my head.

A space that I thought was dark and empty of anything

The moment I accepted it, a new scene unfolded before me.

‘beautiful.’

It was a cluster of stars that filled the world.

Silver light engraved in the vast universe.

Remnants of stars shining in a variety of colors.

It was a famous painting created by tens of millions of small powders like sand.

The traces of stars that were safely connected drew a single flow.

From past to present.

And from the present to the future.

All the stars moved into the future.

‘I see.’

This place was in the flow of a world created by the accumulation of traces of all past times and all universes.

And this world has always been with us.

When you look up at the dark, pitch-black night sky, like countless stars embroidering your eyes,

Even in that darkness, we were never alone.

All these stars were signposts that showed me the path I should take, built up over a long history and time.

So let’s go.

I still have a story to tell.

People who believe in me and follow me, people who cannot be with me and are left behind, and even new people I will meet in the future.

For them. And for me.

Let’s move on.

To the end of this story.

fantasy,