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Deltan was busy moving around.

Take out all the remaining beggar kids and find the next junkie to beat in the back.

Afterwards, he burns down the gang’s tavern and shoots Verdi between the eyes with the gun he obtained.

Total 37 repetitions.

That was the number of times it took to get there.

The result was a failure.

At that moment, Deltan felt dazed.

This was due to the reality that the mission that was barely completed after being repeated 37 times was incorrect.

The first thing that comes to mind is doubt.

What followed was anger, and what followed after that was futility.

‘why?’

Why is this a failure?

Even though he faced and overcame everything that bothered him that day, why is the proof never ending?

dump.

Deltan sat down at the starting point, a clothing store, and looked at the sky.

Damn white Christmas.

To the extent that I could feel that way, snow was falling from the sky.

Snowflakes touch my cheek and melt.

The moisture flows down your body and into your clothes.

It was cold and uncomfortable.

But I didn’t have time to worry about that.

‘what’s the problem.’

No matter how hard I stare at the interface, I can’t find an answer.

No, it only adds more doubt.

Deltan gritted his teeth and clenched his fists.

I shook the crumbling snowball out of my hands and stood up again.

‘Don’t be a damn thing.’

It can’t end like this.

I didn’t run all the way here just to be trapped in a dream like this.

Deltan took a step again.

‘again.’

There may have been something lacking in the process.

With that in mind, Deltans defeated trauma in a more thorough way.

Episode 31.

He spent that much money and beat the beggars from the front so that they would never be able to walk again.

Episode 12.

That was the number of times it took to plunge a knife into the heart of an approaching drug addict.

Again, episode 77.

This was the number of times it took to set fire to the gang’s headquarters and shoot and kill each and every gang member who was running away with a gun.

Last one.

Bye!

Deltan crushed Verdi’s head with an iron pipe.

However, it was also a failure.

Deltan, who returned to the front of the clothing store, had dark eyes under his eyes.

This is because although all physical fatigue is disappearing, the mental fatigue is not.

The number of repetitions was a total of 158.

Considering that the average of one session was about 5 hours, we can estimate how long Deltan stayed awake and repeated this action.

Even though he already had the mental strength to be at the level of a superhuman, this long period of time was too much for him.

Deltan stumbled for a moment, feeling his brain being squeezed.

I leaned against the window of a clothing store.

‘… danger.’

I felt it right away.

If your brain is overworked beyond this, your thinking ability will suffer.

Judging by that, Deltan rolled his eyes and looked around.

‘Second time… No, you have to rest for at least 4 sessions.’

The body has become blurry, but it is the body of a child.

I could sleep as long as I wanted to find a place to sleep.

Sabak.

Deltan took a step forward.

Even taking in information through my vision felt burdensome, so I walked with my eyes tightly closed.

The direction is opposite to what we have been going so far.

It was in the downtown area.

If I walked like this for about 30 minutes, I reached Midtown, so I decided to rest there.

Sabak. Sabak.

My head started pounding with every step I took, so I couldn’t bear it.

The cold was also adding strength to my growing headache.

“Suddenly.”

After swallowing the mucus that was about to come out again, Deltan felt his head throbbing again from that action and let out the mucus with a ‘pop!’

This also gave me a headache, but I did it because I thought I wouldn’t have to worry about the same thing until my runny nose came up again.

I started walking again.

Leaving Harlem, heading uptown, then down again to midtown.

One by one, the eyes of passers-by began to focus on the sight of the Delta man walking unsteadily.

“Child?”

“I’m Asian. Did it come from Koreatown?”

“What can we do here without parents?”

Deltan covered his ears from the whining sound.

Then he looked at them with frowning eyes.

Some were family, others were lovers and friends.

They must have come out on Christmas night.

‘It’s good to sell.’

Harlem right up there is at war right now.

While taunting them, Deltan walked away again.

In Midtown, where Deltans arrived, they found a suitable place to sleep.

It was in front of a trash can with an overturned sack of gunny sacks.

Directly above is the space where the roof of the building blocks snow.

The security in Midtown is much better than in Harlem, so I would be able to sleep comfortably here.

Rustling.

The Deltans wrapped their batteries around their bodies.

My body was shaking from coming here wearing only thin clothes, but it wasn’t enough to get some sleep.

No, I thought it didn’t really matter because even if I died like this, I would go back to the clothing store in Harlem.

The moment I closed my eyes and tried to sleep.

With that alarm, Deltan’s mind went blank.

The place where I came to my senses again was in front of a clothing store in Harlem.

*

“… Fuck.”

I tried swearing, but nothing changed.

The headache didn’t get any better, and emotions began to fill the gap between reason and reason.

My body began to tremble due to emotions such as anger and resentment.

Deltan fell on the spot with red eyes.

‘I need to sleep.’

That was the only thought in my head.

Deltan closed his eyes, remembering that he had to sleep now regardless of whether he got hit in the eye or not.

and.

I rewound once more and found myself standing in front of a clothing store.

I didn’t care.

I fell asleep again.

I stood up again and again.

I ignored the alarm that was ringing.

As soon as I lost all my strength in my body and time rewinded, I immediately fell over and tried to sleep again.

Tiring. Tiring.

The mental fatigue that could not be helped by the unpleasant alarm sound piercing his brain eventually caused him to fall asleep.

Just 3 minutes.

Tiring, tiring, tiring, tiring, tiring.

The alarm started beeping like crazy.

Deltan said to it, ‘Fuck…’ ‘!’ he let out a suppressed breath and grabbed his head.

And then it started rolling on the floor.

“Keuhaaak… !”

It felt like someone had inserted an electric wire into my skull and passed an electric current through it.

My head was hot, tingling, and painful.

In addition to the feeling of my mind turning white, I felt like my body was becoming increasingly frozen.

Whether it’s tears, snot, or saliva, all the liquid inside the body flows down and wets the snow.

He breaks through it with his body and pours out the liquid again.

His eyes were wide open as if they were about to tear apart, and he was still looking at his surroundings.

It was an instinctive move.

I looked around thinking that I needed to get help.

‘why… !’

There was no one to help.

People walking down the street at night just glanced at the Deltan and then left.

“Keuuk… !”

Deltan gritted his teeth and crawled.

‘if… It works… !’

With late regret, I began to think of a way to stop this alarm, but the accident did not continue.

thud.

My heart was tightening.

Deltan took a deep breath.

However, breathing did not continue any longer.

This is not a metaphor; my heart really stopped.

In less than 10 seconds after feeling that, Deltan’s consciousness faded away.

When he opened his eyes again, what he saw was a clothing store with the lights off.

Deltan looked at the black window with long dark circles in his eyes.

Then, suddenly, I screamed.

“Aaaagh!!!”

Clink!

The window was broken with a stone.

*

Agnes was startled and stood up.

“Keu, ah… .”

Deltan suddenly started having seizures.

My body was shaking as if I had been struck by electricity, and drool was flowing from my mouth.

Tears were flowing from my tightly closed eyes.

“Deltain.”

Agnes stroked Deltan’s cheek.

The room was warm, but it was cold, as if the Deltan had been thrown out there.

Agnes was embarrassed and turned her head.

The hounds went to scout the surroundings.

The chieftain and Orga were also absent.

Horn Lake… .

‘… ‘It doesn’t help.’

It was useless.

Agnes bit her lip and looked at Deltan again.

Then her complexion was pale.

‘die?’

Will the Deltans die?

No, he won’t die.

I’ll just be stuck in that ordeal forever.

So what is this reaction?

‘… ‘Collapse?’

Could it be that the spirit of the Delta people is collapsing?

That’s what I thought.

In fact, it is a state no different from death.

For a moment, Agnes felt her heart go cold.

My head was turning white at the thought of Deltan, who seemed to be burning brightly forever, dying.

“… No.”

It wasn’t.

It shouldn’t have been like that.

Hebron, the Delta, had to be eternal life, a truth that would never disappear.

It wasn’t supposed to be anything else.

Agnes climbed onto the bed and snuggled under the covers.

He then pulled Deltain into his arms.

The idea was to share body heat.

With my meager strength, I hugged Deltan tightly and stroked his cold cheek.

I was even feeling devastated by the reality that there was nothing I could do.

Agnes knew this feeling of helplessness.

The feeling of being dazed at the moment of a catastrophe with a predetermined end, the feeling of your whole body becoming cold and not being able to breathe properly.

And the feeling of a lingering chest pain that won’t go away no matter how much time passes.

Agnes’ eyes trembled.

“… Don’t die.”

A mumble came out of my mouth without me realizing it.

“Don’t die. Delta Inn.”

He repeated those words and buried his head in Deltan’s head.

At first glance, the words that followed took the form of a prayer.

“No. You can’t die.”

Agnes crouched down.

My breathing began to become increasingly difficult.

My hands also trembled.

“Qu… .”

“No. no… .”

As Delta’s body grew cold, locked memories began to flow out of Agnes’ mind one by one.

Complete fear was written on her face.

I tried to shake off the things that came to mind, but they only tightened my throat even more.

Agnes didn’t stop.

The more things that came to mind, the more my heart pounded, the more I muttered as if struggling.

“No… .”

Agnes did not realize how much time had passed.

This is because her quivering heart blocked her eyes from the trajectory of time.

For a long time.

At some point, Deltan’s trembling subsided.

Agnes realized it too late.

“Deltain… ?”

Agnes slowly raised her head and looked blankly at the Deltan.

There was frequent trembling and tears.

The body temperature was still low, but had recovered to the level before the seizure.

Agnes felt her body relax.

Then a question came to mind.

‘how.’

What are you seeing?