This sentence appeared in Ways of Survival.
「 The great demons who live in the 'horizon of the story.' They aren't demon kings or demon species, they are great demons. They are those who hate the dokkaebis as much as they seek and crave stories. 」
Yes, this sentence.
「 If you are expelled from the scenario, there is only one thing to look forward to. It is to hope for mercy from the Great Demon of the Horizon. 」
The Fourth Wall made it clear for me and I had nothing to say. I looked at the Great Demon of the Horizon.
He gave off a very old impression. At first glance, I feel like a vagrant but it wasn't hard to recognize them. It was because every Great Demon of the Horizon had a big lump on their cheek. Due to that, some people called them the 'wenny man'. (TL: wen=growth/swelling on the skin).
Light sparks appeared in the air and the wenny man stepped back.
“…It is unusual. I can't see your information with the Great Demon's Eyes.”
There was a yellow glow in the eyes of the wenny man. It was an attempt to dig up my personal information.
Great Demon's Eyes. Anna Croft had the same eyes as the wenny man. It was natural. I'm sure that he was the one who gave Anna the information on the Great Demon's Eyes.
The Great Demons of the Horizon were incomparable dangerous compared to Bihyung. I would be eaten if I underestimated him even a little bit.
I deliberately delayed before opening my mouth. “My information can't be read by the prophet. Isn't your information network a bit slow?”
The wenny man frowned like his ego was hurt. “…Did you know I was coming?”
“Yes.”
“How?”
“You probably came to grab this.”
I pulled out the dokkaebi egg. The wenny man's eyes shook. He knew what this egg contained.
“The soul is mine.” At the same time, the great demon's lump started to swell ominously. “I sent this soul here from another parallel dimension. I have ownership of the soul.”
He took one step closer while I stepped back.
“What are you talking about?”
“…The soul should've returned to me from the Underworld. You intercepted it. I hope you return the soul before it is too late.”
“Return? What was this bullshit? Is there a method to handle lost items in the Star Stream?”
The wenny man still stayed in the distance as he stared at the egg with deep greed in his eyes.
I looked down at the egg. The presence in this egg was the Shin Yoosung from Yoo Jonghyuk's 41st regression.
In a sense, the Great Demon of the Horizon was right. The person who turned Shin Yoosung into a disaster and sent her to this dimension was the wenny man in front of him.
The wrinkles on the wenny man's face increased. “If you want to play with words…”
“Let me ask her directly. This kid has her own free will.”
I didn't hesitate to tap on the surface of the egg and ask, “Yoosung, he is your master. What do you think?”
The egg shook steadily. “Hrmm, I see. It is a no?”
“…Hey.”
I ignored the wenny man and asked the egg again. “Then who are you?”
The egg shook even more. I nodded as if I understood.
“Yes, a soul can't belong to anyone. Just like no one can be the master of the story.”
No one could be the master of the story. A sharp look crossed the face of the wenny man who heard this. The Great Demon's Eyes were spinning. He smiled like he found it interesting.
“How funny, Demon King of Salvation. Do you intend to negotiate with me now?”
Chapter end
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