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Am I stupid for admiring someone I knew would die, or am I stupid for being able to just stand by and watch while admiring someone?

In the end, it was the same choice.

*****

“Calm down a little more… and tell me more about the situation. I’ll help you.”

“Okay, I get it… Hehe.”

She continued her explanation with the most disorganized manner I have ever seen. In short, it was disappointingly short. It was just the impatience of that stupid angel that finally got the job done. Part of it was Noah not telling her about the ark plan, so she thought there was no way out.

“The situation… doesn’t seem to be very good. Maybe the goddess had marked him as a ward from the beginning.”

“A liquid, a liquid barrier…?”

A dam.

To explain this, we had to go back in time to a great extent.

As people go through life, they think negative thoughts and do evil things.

There is no such thing as a ‘complete exception’ for anyone. No matter how good a person is, he cannot avoid stepping on even an ant, and the grass and meat we eat every day are the corpses of some living being.

Also, if the heat continues, you might get annoyed to the point of saying, ‘Oh, shit, it’s so hot!’ Of course, this is natural behavior.

But the world views this as a negative thought.

The irrational structure in which the standard of negativity is so weak that it causes a sudden rash reaction if even the slightest touch is made, and so it is bound to continue to pile up.

Under such a structure, Pangea continued to accumulate negativity to the point where it would not have been strange for it to explode at any moment, and eventually, a limit was reached.

As the negativity began to take effect past the critical point, and the world was filled with crazy, selfish, and trashy people, one goddess came up with a crazy idea.

‘If the problem is due to infidelity, why don’t we pick a scapegoat, pour all the infidelity on him, and then kill him?’

By the way, that crazy bitch was the goddess of Libra. She had been unable to hide her madness since long ago, and she had been thinking of selling out humanity, but the gods did not have anyone with a conscience enough to stop her.

In the end, one person with the talent to embrace it all, be pointed at, and die miserably as a ‘sacrificial lamb’ was discovered by the Goddess of Libra.

In a world gone mad, there was one person whose life was scarred by all the evil, the only one good enough to embrace and endure it all.

To conclude, judging from the remaining records, the man was eventually hanged on the gallows. The one who caught him was my daughter, who had become selfish in a world that had also gone mad.

And before his neck was blown off, he made a contract with a subordinate when he was just about to be healed, connecting a section of the demon world that had no connection to this dimension with this world, so that he could help those who would succeed him.

I vaguely think that the person had also anticipated that there would be a successor and felt pity for them.

…As you may have guessed when the word Demon World was mentioned, this evil spirit is none other than the Demon King.

The Demon King is the one who ward off evil.

From the beginning, the Demon King was a breakwater of the world created by the gods.

…I explained it briefly, focusing on the fact that your boyfriend (planned) was screwed, and Noah’s face turned pale.

“Then… I should go get him right away…!”

“Go, what can you do? You’ll end up putting your neck directly into the hands of the goddess.”

“…”

I deliberately spoke loudly and reprimanded her, because I knew what she was going to say next.

“What happens if I don’t go?”

“…I really like strange things.”

If you really just didn’t want her to leave, you could have just covered up the information.

If I hadn’t known so much, the lies would have come out of my mouth naturally.

“…The goddess herself may come to see you…”

For example, if I didn’t know that Noah also had the talent of the ‘Demon King’, or to be precise, the talent of exorcism. If I didn’t know that the spirit bloodline has had a high talent for generations, I would have said that it was a dog’s death.

“Instead, it could be the opposite. Since you also have ‘talent’, you could kill Lucifer and put yourself on the throne of the Demon King. Since you almost got killed by Lucifer, you would feel threatened just like I did, and you are the only other candidate in this land. Originally, it would require great talent that it wouldn’t be strange for one to emerge in each era.”

“…”

From the moment we first met, I knew how this story would end.

Because before Noah became an enlightened man, he was just a girl in love.

“Be honest with me. I’m the top player, so I won’t mess things up because of my emotions. Which one has the best chance of a happy ending for us?”

‘Us’.

“Lucifer is the one who becomes the Demon King…right? I hate to admit it, but his power is enough to justify his arrogance. Even if he’s chained up when he becomes the Demon King, he’ll be stronger. …Theoretically. Don’t think of stupid things. ”

please.

“In the process, you have to jump into the attack and die in front of the Goddess’ eyes to eliminate the other candidates, and in order to safely command the Demon King, you will have all kinds of shackles on your soul and body, and you will not even remember the guy you loved. The Goddess’s best way to use it is to put the heart in her hands. ”

If only I could be in that cage too.

“”

No, was that a stupid cry?

“…That’s what it comes down to, right? The more likely one and the less likely one.”

“When you reincarnate, your memories will disappear. You don’t know where you’ll live or who you’ll be reincarnated as. Do you think you’ll live a life of luxury as a top lord? You might even be born as a man, right? ”

What the hell am I talking about?

I knew that the woman in front of me was not a person with such a strong heart that she would be swayed by such a thing, but I was the one talking the most nonsense.

The light that filled my head is fading away.

“Open the door, Elle.”

The feeling of being swallowed up in the eternal nothingness of space again is indescribably horrible.

“Thank you for listening to my stubbornness all this time. And thank you for worrying until the end.”

The girl took her first step towards committing suicide.

Two steps, three steps. Those steps were coming towards me.

I stopped talking and opened the door to heaven – perhaps death, or perhaps victory at the end of the big picture.

She ran towards the door, her golden hair fluttering, and I watched as her body was crushed by the goddess’s hammer in the back of the world where no one could see.

The woman’s choice of death was due to her concern for her lover. There was selfishness in not wanting to see her lover die before her eyes. There was boldness in giving up the queen for victory, and there was also charity for the people living on the land.

Of course, there was also the fear of death in the shabby, almost crushed back figure.

I took everything in with my eyes as a sign of mourning. Because I have hundreds of selves, I knew very well that human appearances cannot be just one, but many.

Her messenger must have been me.

*****

A halo of light gathered in the air, fluttering in the wind and forming a gigantic hammer of judgment in the hand of the goddess.

Ah, so this is the end. Lucifer fell to the floor and shut his eyes tightly.

And then the change happened.

-puck!

Red and yellow swirled across Lucifer’s vision.

Crimson blood spurted into my eyes, obscuring my vision.

And then two blue eyes met.

“Lucy…Pur…”

“Noah…? Noah…?! Why are you here!!”

Hehe, Noah laughed like an idiot. No, maybe the air in his mouth escaped through his teeth in pain.

Lucifer crawled across the floor and approached Noah. Why on earth, just tell me it was a dream… a nightmare created by the brain right before death.

“Lucifer… saved me in the past, so now… it’s my turn, right…? Hehe…”

Noah’s hand slowly wiped Lucifer’s cheek with his delicate hands as he sobbed, spitting out words that couldn’t even be expressed, such as “Ah, ahh.”

“There were things I couldn’t say… …If I say it now… Is it too… late… …I love you… Lucy…ㅍ…”

Toouk.

Unfortunately, the time given to Noah was really fleeting. How could a girl with only a little spirit blood be able to withstand the full force of a god?

The girl’s hand fell to the floor.

Blood flowed out of Noah’s body.

Blood, blood, blood.

There was not a single place where blood did not flow.

Blood soaked Lucifer’s body. Ironically, the blood was warm.

A puddle of blood formed on the floor.

{From Ep. 24 Lucifer (5)}

…the puddle of blood kept flowing and flowing, eventually soaking my head red.

*****

-Pot, and.

In an instant, as if by magic, the star completely disappeared.

When I lost the blindness of longing, I was nothing more than a depressed person who had lost a close friend.

With empty eyes, I just surrendered myself to the waves and waited for the day I would die again.

As always.

*****

The way I prepared for death was not like other people, by cutting my wrists or preparing a collar.

It’s not like I have a body that can really die like that, and my death had to be written in a more valuable way.

Noah will come back here again someday.

Although not as strong as the red thread of love, the blue thread of friendship is also quite strong.

So I prepared to cut the thread of friendship.

The ark will eventually be used someday.

I magically created an ark in a subspace to prove her nobility.

Her heart and body will surely be destroyed by the Goddess of Libra.

I know that the goddess is a person who sees it as a comedy that the warrior, who is precious to the Demon King, hates the Demon King and stabs him to death without knowing anything.

Being a warrior is a foolish act that eats away at my life.

Your life force will flow out like water from a broken glass, your heart will be pawned to the goddess, and your body will have difficulty running for a while.

My first real red heart, made of my flesh and blood, no longer exists, as I have already given it to my beloved.

However, I was able to give you a second black fake heart made with my magic, magic power, and a little bit of memory.

I hope this will help her on her journey to regain her eyesight. I dedicate this to her, who was originally supposed to fly free with the ship, but willingly accompanied me to the end of my life.

What should I tell Noah, who has forgotten everything, that the Demon King is a curse? But since this is the reason she chose death herself, once she starts to realize it, won’t she remember it?

The reason why the goddess wanted to cut off Pangea, this must be told.

I should tell you about the Ark… just in case you forget. And also about finding a new energy source.

And finally, the most important thing.

I looked at my wrist.

At first glance, it seemed as if the blue thread was wrapped tightly and the skin was not visible.

It’s about breaking this string.

I heard somewhere that the thread of fate is broken if you commit suicide.

Then, is it also suicide to commit suicide by manipulating others?

The answer is yes.

Because it is a death that is willingly accepted.

My beloved, whose face I can’t even remember.

A person who was once my close friend, but left me because I treated him harshly.

Before my hell began, I was able to clear up all the misunderstandings, but in the end, I ended up making you distrust humanity.

And to Noah, who walked with me to the edge of the cliff at the end of my life.

I am such a selfish, self-righteous, trashy person.

I hope you never meet a crazy person like me, not in your dreams or in the next life.

Scissors are good for cutting threads, but they are not very suitable for stabbing the heart.

In that case, a spear or a sword would be better.

No, I’d like a silver sword.

There was no particular reason. It had been quite a while since a man had thought about the reasons for each and every thing he did. He just did it because he wanted to.

It only took a day to decide that and live each day as it was. After that, all I could do was gather magic power to create a replacement power source.

The man fell into a deep sleep again.

If you close your eyes and open them, decades will pass.

Meaningless years pass by like that, coming and going, for thousands of years.

My sense of time is fading away.

In the middle of it, someone came into this space and looked at my memories without permission, and then time went back. Is this the guy Noah loved? No, it seems a little different.

Anyway, the empty space left by my heart disappearing is no longer a problem. The guy who returned will probably take care of it himself.

I poured all the magical power I had accumulated into a silver sword. It may be a crude method, but it will become a pretty good weapon. I also left room for modification.

I felt like I was going crazy because there was really nothing I could do.

My watch was stopped, right up until the moment of death.

I have been your messenger, so now you must be mine.

*

My head hurts.

What was I trying to do?

I have to go out.

He held a silver sword between the sleeves of his white shirt.

It felt like it was stuck to my hand and would never come off.

How did you get out?

Oh, right.

This silver road, it was a stabbing.

*****

-Phew!

Bang, hot blood spurted onto my face.

When did it start being a memory and when did it start being reality?

One thing is certain: this moment, right now, when I stand on the ground, is reality.

“…Huh?”

The sticky blood felt like ice was applied to my skin, bringing back a sense of reality.

Elle’s corpse lying on the floor.

A hole in the heart.

The pungent smell of blood.

There was no longer any blood flowing from the hole.

Likewise, the man was not breathing.

“Uh, uh uh. Huh? ”

As the memories returned due to the stimulus, my mind was almost in a state of panic due to the sudden murder.

Corpse? Why?

Did I stab him? Did I kill him?

I was breathing harder than ever, but my body didn’t feel out of breath at all. My vision didn’t blur, and even though I fell down with my legs giving out, my body didn’t get a single injury.

The silver sword that seemed like it would never fall off had disappeared without a trace.

Thump, thump, thump.

My heart was pounding.

The silver sword,

It became a black heart and started to beat.

A sword forged by a man who was a follower of a dreamer and just a friend, a gift that meant ending his life, without any consideration.