I was guided by the judge towards the exit of the Underworld. The exact location wasn't known because I was wearing a special eye patch. We seemed to go up and then down. After a long walk, the judge took off my eye patch.
[Follow along this path.]
I opened my eyes and saw a dark and narrow road. Perhaps this was the exit that didn't require going through Charon, the ferryman.
[You should look in 'front'.]
“What does that mean?”
I looked around but the judge had already disappeared.
I had no choice but to start walking along this path. The light faded and darkness settled around me. It was initially possible for me to determine the direction using the walls but the walls soon disappeared. The place I relied on disappeared and I felt like a ship floating on the ocean without buoys.
The myth of Orpheus suddenly popped into my head. What would happen if I looked back? Then a faint light appeared in the darkness.
[You are afraid of what is behind you. That's why you are a pitiful child.]
It was a message from Persephone.
[Keep this in mind. In order to find the 'front', you must know where the 'back' is. It is because the front can only exist when there is a rear.]
Speaking of which, the judge had said something similar. However, just because I heard plausible words didn't mean I suddenly gained enlightenment and could make enormous changes.
[It looks like you need some motivation…]
The stream of light in the air stretched out like it was hesitating.
[Okay. I can't bring you to the beginning of the world labyrinth but this much should be possible.]
I suddenly felt something. The string of light disappeared and a small firefly appeared in front of me. It was a distant light. It was a very fragile and shimmering light. Nobody told me anything but I knew what this light was.
-You…
It was Shin Yoosung of the 41st regression.
-Ah, ahh…
I could tell how long she had been waiting just from her voice. If she was already at the beginning of the world labyrinth then the concept of time would be different. It wasn't long by my standards but it might've already been a few years for Shin Yoosung.
The small light shivered a few times before speaking in a hesitant voice.
-Ahjussi.
Perhaps she was influenced by the memories of the young Shin Yoosung.
-…C-Can I call you that? No…?
The way she called me was a bond. It was a wish to be tied somewhere. Perhaps 'Ahjussi' was the last lingering attachment of the 41st round Shin Yoosung. I smiled softly.
“You are currently older than me. Is it still okay?”
The soft light once again trembled. The light gently touched my face. There was warmth in that gesture…
[A new main scenario has arrived.]
Chapter end
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