SSS-Class Suicide Hunter Chapter 148

Chapter 148. < Prologue. (1) >

Translator: thursdays Editor: Yahiko

The Great Library of All Things.

The shadows of the bookshelves overlapped, creating a complex net.

“I don't know.”

The Constellation Killer's voice wandered inside that net.

“It's difficult. I can't fathom it. Did I kill so many? You say that such a great number of people lost their lives because of me. It's impossible to take responsibility for killing one person, but for the people of countless worlds…”

The Constellation Killer pulled out a diary with fumbling hands.

Maybe it was a trace of Kim Yul that was left. The Constellation Killer kept a diary even as he lost his memory.

“The Guardian Goddess, Old Man Hidden in the Deep, Follower of the Blind Eye.”

They were the Constellations he had killed.

The Constellation Killer quietly recited the names crossed out in red ink.

“The Large Snake Born inside Seven Sounds, The Stork that Serenades the Cosmos, The Witch Who Dies at Morning Frost, The Lion that Dreams of Endless Destruction, Poison Corpse Flower, The Moon that Swallows the Month's End, The Yellow Dragon of Dynasty Lake…”

The names continued. There was no sign of an end.

After calling hundreds of names one by one, the Constellation Killed slowly looked at my face.

“…I don't know. I have no way to know. But when I entered Kim Yul's body, I felt his frustration with the world, and when I spat out curses, I felt the same as Kim Yul. I resonated with him. Kim Yul wanted revenge on those who had wronged him.”

The Constellation Killer was silent for a moment.

“Is that it?” he muttered.

“I, too, must receive the revenge of the worlds.”

Snap.

The Constellation Killer closed the diary.

“The end of my life would not be enough recompense. Eternal agony. Those worlds would only wish for my eternal suffering. But mere suffering has no significance… What kind of suffering must I endure to apologize to those who have already died?”

I nodded my head.

“Librarian.”

Like he was waiting for me to call, the Corner Librarian stuck his head out from behind a bookshelf. His cheeks were flushed red.

“Welcome back! Unlike the previous Apocalypses, I, and everyone else, was unable to view the story directly. I've just hurriedly read the newly registered side story of [The Tale of the Ascending City]. Uh-huh, indeed, it's…”

“That's enough. Get over here.”

“Death King, you become harsher with me by the day…”

The Librarian feebly flew over.

“There. I've come. What would you like me to do? If you wish, I can—”

“Please hand over [The Epic of Lefanta Aegim].”

“Ahh… I know what I was saying, but did you know? The books I possess are all my holy relics. Of the numerous beings in the world, only I can create them. It's difficult if you tell me to hand over such precious books like they're pieces of fruit… But, of course, I will give it to you.”

The Librarian handed me the book.

“Constellation Killer.”

“Yes.”

“Your story is written inside this book. How you fell into a new world, how you met the Guardian Goddess, and even how you became Lefanta Aegim and the Constellation Killer. Your whole life is recorded here.”

“You may have lost your memories, but they aren't lost forever. You can get them back again.”

On this day, someone's epilogue came to an end.

“How would you like to work as librarians?”

And someone's prologue began.

Chapter end