episode_0058

“Whoa…”

Even though I met the queen of the Kingdom of Decaprium, whom I had longed for, I was unable to catch her.

First of all, Lillin roughly destroyed the Dekarson Kingdom, but it was a shame that I couldn’t execute him with my own hands, but in the end, he was slaughtered in a more cruel way than anyone else, so word of mouth about this will quickly spread far.

I’m rather glad.

“Why did you suddenly kill them?”

It’s definitely related to the story.

But it’s already so twisted… Wait a minute, now that I think about it, is Decaprium really a story?

Everything so far could have been a lie, right?

Even the fact that I thought I was free from bondage may have been due to the feeling I felt in the short story.

That mistake may be the role originally given to me.

‘…I feel bad.’

I just felt really bad about suddenly having these doubts.

At least it wouldn’t be like this normally, but if you doubt one thing, you will naturally start to doubt other things from then on.

Even though I know that it is necessarily not good, I calmly harbor feelings of doubt about other things.

“It’s unfortunate and vain.”

What is the scope of the story and what is its power?

No, worrying any further than this is pointless.

I’ll have to find out for myself.

“Damian burned himself and called me to free himself from that bondage. If so, I might have the key.”

For now, let’s just think about this and focus on finding the archbishop and queen.

It’s cold war now.

Although the war did not properly occur, we did not know when they would try to start another war.

Even if the Evil God Church has great and strong military power, it would be too much to deal with all the billions of people on the continent.

If we kill them all in the first place, isn’t the meaning of this world hoping for light?

“…The best way is to stop the war and coexist in this way.”

If the evil religion collapses, this quiet peace will also collapse, but in the end, as long as the evil religion does not collapse, isn’t it enough?

With that in mind, I first moved to another place.

It’s vast, the place I came from when I opened the rift in pursuit of her, the queen.

“…First, I have to go over every single thing from here.”

You have to look back at each one.

From here, my senses expanded.

I looked for distortions in the space, and looked back one by one to see if the dimension had been torn, and if there were any traces or energy of someone coming.

As I slowly followed the thread of energy back up, I suddenly realized that the place I was in was not just an empty ocean, but a place where the space nearby was distorted.

It was almost strange.

In the depths of the sea, the space was damaged, and between the cracks, I could feel something two-dimensional and indescribably grotesque.

….I know what this same energy is.

‘…that strange sensation I felt in Decaprium.’

Before I had this power, I thought it was just a coincidence and that I didn’t want to be in that bad mood, but later I found out that it was just a defense mechanism that my instincts were telling me to use.

It was an escape that I could do because I knew how much the story would bind me and cling to me if I went there and realized the truth.

“I feel bad.”

I felt so bad that I was literally torn apart.

Now, after receiving power from Damian and becoming a complete evil spirit, I was able to find out this truth.

However, at the same time, the feeling that once I found out this truth, I could no longer stop and I could not go back, stabbed me in the back.

But if you ask me if it’s really right for me to ignore all of that and just continue on as I am now… Phew, of course not.

Isn’t living in this state just like living like a doll?

If so, you will cut the thread and regain your freedom, and in fact, the story was that from the beginning, if you could no longer bind the world, you could just carry on as usual.

With that in mind, I entered the torn space.

“Welcome, evil spirit. I am one of the Apostles of Story in charge of this place. My name is Archbishop.”

And there was an archbishop in it.

His attitude was so calm and natural, as if he knew I would come from the beginning.

“Perhaps there were three of you apostles.”

“That’s right. Of course, one of them passed away first due to an unexpected variable.”

There was always something strange about you.

It seemed like he was doing it for Rebecca, but he wasn’t always by her side.

Even though it seemed like he was working in an invisible place, when he always looked back, he was never where he was in the first place.

“Where is the other one?”

“Please read the book first. The Great Story has granted you that authority.”

“Ha, you think I’m greater than God?”

“Story is the one who embraces all beings in this world, including God, and at the same time sets them free.”

“Even the bastards next door don’t think that’s freedom.”

“Your tone has become very rough. If your apostles hear your tone, they might think you are a third-rate scoundrel rather than an evil spirit.”

I wanted to tear him to death right now, but I decided to hold back.

Because I was in a place where this unidentifiable sense of intimidation and bad mood coexisted, I knew very well that if I killed him, he would come back double.

“Evil God, Damian. Please read it first. This is the source of this world.”

[World Tree and Elf]

…World Tree and Elves.

It was a novel title that made it seem like you could tell exactly who the main character was just by looking at it.

“…Are you trying to make fun of me?”

“No way, that’s not possible. The Great Story is someone who embraces all things, but at the same time, he is someone who is very partial. For example,…what if the main character of this book was the author of the story?”

I couldn’t help it anymore and put my hand on his neck.

Even though he was suffocating, he laughed calmly.

“Wasn’t there something strange? Didn’t you always sense something about her? Even though your instincts warned you, didn’t you find yourself ignoring them?”

Marie is my apostle, my incarnation, my executive, and my main character.

He is the first apostle to believe in me, and he has such a great heart for me that he even sacrificed the world tree for me.

…

“Didn’t you know from the beginning that the World Tree was just a breathing corpse? Even though you knew, you pretended that you were deceived. Now is the time, mother…”

“Do not call Marie your mother with your mouth.”

“I wonder how disappointed he would be if he found out you were like this.”

Marie was always amazing.

Every time I visited, it was waiting for me there.

And those mysterious and somewhat itchy emotions that I felt.

If all of that was just an illusion, then now I just feel this insignificant feeling of my world being completely denied, trampled on, and ignored so that I can no longer stand up.

How should I solve this?

I am a selfish god with severe favoritism.

I want my children to always do what they want.

What does Marie want?

Is it me, do I want this world to flow as a story?

Am I okay right now? Are you okay? Can you implement that idea?

“You’re stupid. Don’t you know that in the end you will trample on yourself and fall, but you still do that?”

“Ha, haha…this is what happens in the end.”

The Marie I knew was so different from the Marie he spoke of, so all I could do was comfort myself again and busily turn away from the truth.

It was always like that.

I’m a stupid god who thinks I’ll turn away, ignore it, and then get it right under my nose and only then solve it.

Haha, what kind of god is this?

Even people, no matter how dull or stupid they are, don’t act this stupidly.

“….Die, child.”

I broke his neck using a tone I had become accustomed to now.

Are we going to ignore the truth again because we cannot completely believe what he says?

I knew this to be the complete truth, and I also knew that the pendant was still on my chest.

‘….Lucia, Damian. You guys were keeping this situation in mind.’

All those strange feelings I felt every time I saw Marie were all told to me by Damian, who knew that she was a story.

This Holy Grail has the power to eliminate uncleanness.

In Damian’s opinion, the worst injustice is trampling and oppressing freedom.

It wasn’t just a war in mind, but an arrangement for the situation itself.

“Are you going to kill me too?”

“…Now, I’m starting to understand this situation one by one.”

The intervention of fate, that distant and strange energy you felt.

And why couldn’t I find out your real names?

I don’t know if it’s because I don’t remember, whether I didn’t know from the beginning, or whether the names weren’t even real, but I don’t know your names.

“He is an apostle of stories….”

“Mari will be waiting at the end. Please kill me and go up.”

“I already tried to do that.”

There was no mercy in the hands.

How should I relieve this feeling?

With that thought in mind, I separated her body and moved forward.

door.

A door I can barely get through on my own.

I knew very well what was beyond this door, so I thought for a moment in front of it and then grabbed the doorknob.

And as soon as I opened it, she smiled brightly at me.

“Evil God, welcome back.”

…

In a corner of my mind, all the facts I had always denied were being denied.