The 1864th turn.
We were not in the 3rd turn, but in the 1864th world-line.
The moment I saw that attribute window, waves of realisations that I could barely digest right now crashed into me.
⸢….This 'Yu Jung-Hyeok' is the one that disappeared during the 1863rd turn?!⸥
⸢How can that even be possible?⸥
⸢But, didn't that Yu Jung-Hyeok escape from being a [Character]?⸥
⸢Yu Jung-Hyeok from the 1863rd turn escaped from being a [Character] because the 3rd turn exists. But if that's true, then how could he be the 3rd turn Yu Jung-Hyeok from the get-go…?⸥
Numerous questions brushed past my head, and the last thing to pop up was the final conversation I had with tls123.
⸢I was thinking of sending you a special gift as a way to express my gratitude, Dok-Jnim.⸥
That 'gift' the author was talking about, could it be….
Kwkwakwakwa!!
The Fable's power overflowed; the surrounding view of the hellish landscape began changing. The world was wailing in sorrow, and Outer Gods fallen into lamentation cried on.
And on that stage of despair, a thin and thread-like, but clear, ray of light existed. It was the sword light belonging to the [Dark Heavenly Demon Sword].
[[Have you regained your memories, then?]]
The 'Secretive Plotter' asked, but Yu Jung-Hyeok didn't reply. I knew why he didn't, of course – the explosive amount of memories were making an utter mess inside his head, that was why.
My reading wasn't perfect.
No matter how diligently I read it, and even though Yu Jung-Hyeok worked together with me, it was physically impossible to completely restore the '1863rd Yu Jung-Hyeok'.
As he staggered about, fragmented memories continued to enter his head.
⸢”Eat dirt, Yu Jung-Hyeok.”⸥
⸢”Happy memories! Happy memories!”⸥
⸢”Yu Jung-Hyeok, sit.”⸥
“You son of a…..”
⸢This isn't the time to think about that, you idiot!⸥
I hurriedly awakened Yu Jung-Hyeok. Because, the [Heaven Shaking Sword] carrying the Status of a Hellscape was slashing towards his nose right at that moment.
Along with “CLANG!!” two swords clashed loudly once more.
The attack still felt considerably heavy. However, it wasn't as intolerable as before.
[[….I wanted to fight you.]]
For the first time ever, the light of emotions began spreading within the Plotter's eyes that used to remain calm no matter what happened. The 'Yu Jung-Hyeok' who survived the 'original story' I read, and who saw its finale – the 'Secretive Plotter' was now talking to us.
[[You bastard, you disappeared to the 'beyond' without a word.]]
I had no idea what he was talking about. It seemed that Yu Jung-Hyeok, too, had no idea. The stuff I read in great haste was imperfect, and because of that, there were lots of holes in Yu Jung-Hyeok's memories.
He then angrily spat out. “Looks like I'll have to teach you how not to speak in riddles.”
[Great Fable, 'Demon World's Spring', has begun its storytelling!]
[Great Fable, 'Torch that Swallowed the Myth', has begun its storytelling!]
[Fable, 'Hellscape of Eternity', is continuing on with its storytelling!]
The Fables we shared were shoved into the [Dark Heavenly Demon Sword] simultaneously. The ensuing attack clashed against the [Heaven Shaking Sword]. And the moment two Hellscapes collided, a whole universe opened up between the blades.
[[Why, why is it not me, but you??]]
Chapter end
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