That was the real voice of Yu Jung-Hyeok, the one that lived through 1864 lives. That voice was the evidence of the history starting from the 0th turn all the way to 1863rd. And the protagonist of that voice was saying this: he was none other than Yu Jung-Hyeok, and he was none other than the protagonist of the 'Ways of Survival'.
“I, I'm, I…..”
The child shuddered pitifully, yet he couldn't open his eyes. As if he already knew his entire world would crumble the moment he did.
[The 'Most Ancient Dream' is denying his own dream!]
⸢This is just an illusion just an illusion just an illusion⸥
“This is no illusion.”
At the same time as the 'Secretive Plotter' said his piece, sentences began streaming all around the child. They were texts from the 'Ways of Survival' that the boy read, that I read together with him.
Sentences that kept me alive, and eventually would kill me, too.
And a certain man was speaking up within those sentences.
⸢”Yi Hyeon-Seong. It's not over yet.”⸥
⸢”Do not worry. I shall definitely end this
⸢”I will never forget you, Shin Yu-Seung.”⸥
Those vivid sentences soon became stories. Stories were imagined, and the imagination was recreated as reality in a different world-line.
Not knowing that such a thing was happening in another reality, the boy kept desiring the story's continuation.
⸢”To the next regression turn, and then, to the next one.”⸥
To survive, the boy imagined. While being pressured by his relatives, while being bullied by the school gangs.
To not feel the pain, he thought about the next part of the story.
⸢”I shall survive no matter what, and witness the end of these scenarios.”⸥
He felt solace while looking at the unyielding protagonist. And within that solace, he wished for the protagonist to not give up until the end.
⸢Author-nim, for how long will Yu Jung-Hyeok's regression continue on?⸥
He wished for this regression journey to never come to an end.
Tsu-chuchu…..
The 'Secretive Plotter' didn't say anything as he watched the boy's memories stream by.
⸢He should be remembering every one of these events.⸥
All those resolutions he had never forgotten from the 0th turn all the way to the 1863rd.
My companions and I also watched those. Yu Jung-Hyeok had collapsed after the 'Secretive Plotter' left his body; he was groaning heavily from all the memories flooding in. Shin Yu-Seung was continuously shedding her tears, while Yi Ji-Hye plopped down on the ground. Yi Hyeon-Seong and Jeong Hui-Won too were trying to endure while supporting each other's trembling shoulders.
Now, they all knew. They knew now that the Secretive Plotter needed to be compensated for his life.
“B-but, but, even then…”
Shin Yu-Seung muttered as if she was in a religious trance, and looked up at me. As if she wanted me to tell her how to overcome this situation.
“Secretive Plotter! Stop! I said, stop!!”
Only Han Su-Yeong alone resisted the shower of sparks right before her face and swung her fists constantly towards the empty air. However, the 'Secretive Plotter' didn't look back.
⸢And so, the 'Pilgrim of the Lonely Apocalypse' had reached the end of his pilgrimage.⸥
The [Heaven Shaking Sword] that broke over and over again only to be patched up, was now quietly crying out.
⸢Finally, his Constellation backer was before his eyes.⸥
“It was you.”
The child's shoulder trembled pitifully as if he was having a nightmare.
⸢This was a weak lifeform that could be killed off in an instant.⸥
His Heaven Shaking Sword screeched out viciously once more. This was the sword that cut down countless Constellations. Not even Poseidon, not Zeus, not Nuwa, and not even the Dokkaebi King could escape from this very blade. No star in existence could survive after daring to oppose him.
Here was the opportunity for his revenge, reached after experiencing 1864 lifetimes.
The [Heaven Shaking Sword] slowly moved.
“Secretive Plotter!! No, wait! Yu Jung-Hyeok-!!”
Chapter end
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