I saw a peaceful small lake in front of me.

    There is Maal inside this small lake.

    This world.

    ─The place where all life on Pangea began.

    I felt nervous all over again.

    “Why can’t we go in together?”

    “The womb of the beginning is the most solemn place in Pangea, where all living things in this world were created. If you enter without permission, you will never be able to come out again.”

    Edeline’s reasoning was sound.

    “It’s similar to Mirror Lake.”

    “yes.”

    Most sanctuaries were like that.

    It is free to enter, but it is impossible to come out, or even to enter at all.

    To visit there, one had to obtain permission from a servant.

    “Then how does Lee come out?”

    “If Maal allows, you can come out.”

    In other words, my wives who do not have permission cannot meet Maal.

    Everyone had anxious faces.

    So much so that if I refuse or feel anxious, I will give up on this job right away.

    That’s why I laughed.

    “Is there anything you want to say to the Creator?”

    “···what?”

    “Something I’ve always wanted to say or a wish. “I can’t guarantee that you will listen.”

    Because I can ask you once.

    “Please tell me thank you for letting me meet you.”

    Lexi smiles and says thank you.

    It was romantic, but it was something I could never say.

    “Tell me that I will love you forever.”

    Shir makes a heartfelt wish.

    “I would like to ask why a genetic defect was added to the Hereos.”

    Edeline asked a question.

    However, Hell opened its eyes and crawled out of the stigma.

    [I want to understand those words.]

    And then he urges.

    “···flaw? What does that mean?”

    “Hereos are superior to humans and have the potential to become a higher species of humans.”

    “But when blood is mixed with humans, most of the traits disappear.”

    “This is because the trait is not inherited in men.”

    “They will slowly mix with humans and disappear from Pangea.”

    “This is quite an intentional design.”

    In other words, like the Neanderthals, Hereos will disappear.

    Of course, it doesn’t disappear, it just blends in.

    ‘It’s a kind of racial update.’

    I laughed.

    At first, we’ll have children together, pure-blooded and all.

    But in the face of love, rules are meaningless.

    One day, Hereos will disappear and become one with the demi-humans.

    Perhaps Hereos’ genes are full of antibodies and physical abilities superior to humans.

    [That’s odd.]

    'You are the first Ajin created by servants.'

    That’s why the servants created the perfect demi-human.

    But they did not become humans.

    Tens of thousands of years where other demi-humans were recognized as demi-humans.

    Why?

    ‘All humans are losers.’

    Because he was defeated, he knows his helplessness.

    That’s why we learn and deal with difficulties, and the losers gather their strength and intelligence to rise up.

    Most people who think failure is ugly are cynical.

    For whatever reason, they were eliminated because they could not handle the difficulties, but they did not want to accept the fact that they were eliminated.

    [Are you saying I failed?]

    ‘You can’t act like you were abandoned by a world that never had you.’

    Only you can save yourself from falling into a pit of shit.

    There is no need to follow the world.

    You just have to live at your own pace.

    But Hell still harbored hatred.

    Does he know that he is Maal’s divine spirit?

    “Well, I don’t have anything to say?”

    "Me too."

    Anne and Seth seemed reluctant.

    It is as if he was weighed down by the authority of the Creator.

    “is it so.”

    The last one was Isabel.

    “What about the three ladies?”

    "···Please say thank you. For letting me meet you. And for creating this beautiful world.”

    “Of course.”

    I turned around and said hello to the ladies.

    Because now it’s time to go meet the Creator.

    I slowly made my way to the lake.

    The water that went up to my legs ended up in my belly button. In your chest. On the neck. Poke it all the way to the tip of your nose.

    and·

    ·

    ·

    ·

    ·

    ·

    ·

    I was standing in a pure white space.

    Filled with numerous animal statues.

    From small insects to tons of animals.

    It is full of countless creatures.

    Some of them I knew.

    First of all, a fish bigger than a house.

    ─Blue whale.

    I was happy to see that, so I wandered around for a while.

    There are also many statues of gigantic creatures visible around the area.

    Elephants, giraffes, rhinos… There are also plants around.

    Everyone was familiar with it.

    How much did you look into that quiet place?

    I looked around to see where I should go, but it was too wide.

    Jeopuk- Jeobuk─

    The sound of people coming from afar steals my attention.

    It was Prometheus coming towards me from afar.

    “You’re here.”

    “yes. “What are these animals?”

    “These are animals that became extinct in Pangea.”

    “···yes?”

    “It’s recorded. “It would be a shame if it disappeared altogether.”

    Prometheus looks up at the blue whale.

    A faintness passed through his eyes.

    But even for a moment.

    “Okay, let’s go.”

    Prometheus begins to walk ahead.

    I walked behind him and looked around.

    Little by little, unfamiliar animals began to appear.

    Soon, creatures I had never seen before appeared.

    Thousands. Tens of thousands. Hundreds of thousands—I couldn’t bear to count them.

    “…Have all these creatures become extinct?”

    “It was either extinct or destined to become extinct.”

    “Didn’t you say you could see the future?”

    “···To be exact, it is the power to infer the future.”

    A tone of voice that seems to be quietly revealing a secret.

    Prometheus looks at me.

    “Please don’t tell others.”

    "···That’s right."

    The room filled with endless statues came to an end before I knew it.

    The ones at the end were none other than harpies and kobolds.

    My heart feels cold.

    Because the meaning of this psychotic white space touched my heart deeply.

    ─Maal is the god who created this world.

    “You are waiting inside.”

    The place where Prometheus stopped was in front of an old wooden door.

    He stepped aside and stood next to the wooden door that seemed to be everywhere.

    It probably means that they will not accompany you.

    “Well, is there anything I need to be careful about?”

    Prometheus said with a faint smile.

    “···Please understand us.”

    “I understand.”

    Mercurius said they were humans.

    Therefore, the Maal inside there must also be human.

    I opened the familiar wooden door and went inside.

    A pure white room, no different from the previous room.

    What’s waiting for me there…

    "Have you finally arrived?"

    ─Angel.

    It was an angel.

    They look different from the angels seen in the media.

    It has wings, is pure white, and has a spinning disk.

    There is no such thing.

    It was similar to hell.

    The ingredients looked different, but so did many eyeballs.

    But that’s it.

    It was something atypical, no different from hell.

    It was thanks to his numerous eyes that he was able to understand that this created creature was an angel.

    Because its eyes were very kind, unlike hell.

    “Are you Maal?”

    “okay. I am Maal.”

    “What did you come looking for me for?”

    “I came here because I wanted to talk to you.”

    Hell pokes its head out of the stigma.

    Dozens of eyeballs were wide open, looking Maal up and down.

    Just for a moment.

    [···Is that the Creator?]

    Hell glared with contempt at its creator.

    “Yes, I am the creator.”

    A chair appears in a blank white space.

    It was a chair made from Maal’s body.

    “If it’s okay, sit down.”

    “Thank you.”

    However, when I am the only one sitting in the seat, something feels uncomfortable.

    Strictly speaking, isn’t the landlord standing still?

    "You have a good heart."

    I snorted.

    'My heart is good?'

    I have never once thought of myself as a good person.

    Who would have thought that even God would say such nonsense.

    “What are you looking for me to ask?”

    “I wanted to ask about your impressions.”

    ···My impressions?

    “How does my world compare to Earth?”

    “What’s important about that? “Isn’t it okay to just pierce my memories anyway?”

    “Tell me. Impressions of living in my world.”

    That being said, you can do it.

    However, I couldn’t figure out why.

    Because Maal was looking at me as if observing.

    “I think both here and there are places where people live.”

    “…Honey, weren’t you looking forward to meeting me too?”

    “It used to be like that. But other than that, I don’t have any other thoughts.”

    Maal looked at me with gentle eyes as if urging me.

    I had no choice but to bring up my old stories.

    "···The first time was surprising."

    “Even though they were my prey, the kobolds gave me my daily meal.”

    "There are also races called Terub and Hosot. Their traditions were also beautiful.”

    “This world was definitely wonderful and beautiful.”

    I still remember 25 years ago.

    This world was definitely a beautiful place.

    “Next, I wanted to help others.”

    “I met the dead first. It was a person named Sorche.”

    “I tried to help him, but I failed.”

    “He passed away in my arms.”

    “I killed people to save people.”

    “We couldn’t save Amor either.”

    "···I was helpless."

    “We are both human, but I couldn’t understand why we hated each other.”

    If you can’t communicate, you’re not human.

    That means that if you can’t communicate, the other person won’t treat you as a human being.

    “Next, I realized the truth.”

    “I was Dantalian’s agent.”

    “The root snake said that he was a judge who judged the world by his own standards.”

    “…What on earth are you asking me to judge?”

    I was weak and just a child who couldn’t do anything.

    "Next was love."

    “The white wolf. Her nephew.”

    “I did everything to protect the two of you.”

    “I could have died for the two of you.”

    With that thought in mind, I lived for Shir and Jules.

    That feeling still remains.

    “Next was angry.”

    “Most of the deaths and killings that happen around me stem from the Great War.”

    “…But, the great war was led by a servant?”

    “You say setting fire to a daycare center where children live is sanctification?”

    "The servants were scum that could not be dealt with."

    I glared at Maal.

    But he is still smiling with thousands of eyes.

    “Why did you do that?”

    “What does it mean that two of the same totem should not be erected?”

    “Is that false? Or is it true?”

    Dead people are still breathing inside my body.

    I still think they are people.

    That’s why I end up representing it like this.

    Even though I know there is nothing to gain from it.

    "···It’s the truth. Two of the same totem should not be erected.”

    “So, did you burn them all to death?”

    “If the Tree of Prophets had been left as is, the entire Pangea would have collapsed.”

    "······."

    I remember.

    When the Laobian Empire burned down, the only Ain who opposed it was Dantalian.

    'Then why were you against it?'

    I couldn’t understand.

    “Then why didn’t anyone tell me the truth?”

    “It’s because you were going through an ordeal.”

    ─Ordeal?

    It was a word with a strange and ominous tone.

    My heart beats wildly in the silence that falls.

    “···It’s been a long time since the ordeal began.”

    “But you were the only one who created this world and arrived before my eyes.”

    I get chills.

    The chicken meat stood out crisply.

    "What kind of bullshit is that…?"

    “Didn’t you think your life was very miserable?”

    Maal laughs.

    It seems like it’s very enjoyable.

    “The dragon kidnapped what you love.”

    “You hated dragons… but have you ever thought about it?”

    “Why was it necessary?”

    Exciting-!

    “Venus did nothing wrong.”

    “Why did the Black Death spread in the first place?”

    “I can erase that disease with just my will.”

    I was out of breath.

    The guy was looking at me as if he was proud of me.

    ─As if praising a clever puppy.

    “Why was the white wolf born with a blessing he couldn’t handle?”

    “Power comes from our flesh.”

    “So if the children don’t give up, you can use their power infinitely.”

    “But why did the white wolf have to die in front of you?”

    "Represent the servant’s wishes? “Why is there a need for that?”

    Hell coats my body with goo.

    The guy was staring at me.

    [Do you now admit that it deserves to die?]

    "What kind of bullshit are you talking about…?"

    Thousands of eyes are scanning me.

    “You are from Earth.”

    “It must have been very difficult to adapt to this world.”

    "Without any years, I must have lived an uncomfortable life."

    As the saying goes, things went wrong right in my mother’s womb.

    My family’s misfortune started with me.

    “I’ve always been curious. “Is the world I created worth it?”

    “To find out, I asked Dantalian to put you on trial.”

    A burst of laughter came out.

    'Is that what happened?'

    James tried to tell who ruined his life.

    In the meantime, he got eaten by Craxxmara.

    I’ve always been curious about the identity of ‘him’.

    “okay. That was me.”

    “Why was it necessary?”

    “Because there was something I wanted to see and be proven.”

    ‘proof?’

    How on earth would you throw a person’s life into a pit of shit just to prove something so great?

    “Can you sacrifice yourself for this world?”

    “···I beg your pardon?”

    I feel dizzy.

    You forced Dantalian’s agents to sacrifice themselves for that purpose?

    “Contrary to what you think, self-sacrifice is the most beautiful and noble act.”

    “You have performed that beautiful act twice.”

    The hell that had been covering my body bursts out.

    These were people who slaughtered themselves in old age for the sake of their offspring.

    ‘Are you talking about self-sacrifice in front of them?’

    The suppressed anger began to flare up again.

    “… There are people in front of you who have sacrificed themselves like eating a meal.”

    “You understand? Performing self-sacrifice without knowing death and performing self-sacrifice while knowing death have different weights.”

    Maal looks into hell.

    The thousands of eyes that had been looking at me suddenly narrowed and looked like hell.

    “I never put them on trial in the first place.”

    “As you know, we only gave them blessings.”

    “But what can I expect from those who have become lazy after receiving the Creator’s blessing?”

    "Those are selected species. Even if they arrive at Pangea, they will eventually disappear.”

    That’s why Hereos is a selected species.

    Maal’s eyes, which had been staring at hell, turn to me again.

    Thousands of eyes drew arcs again.

    “…But you are different.”

    “Only you have passed the ordeal I prepared.”

    “This probably means I’m moving in the right direction.”

    [He must die and disappear.]

    Kkudeukdeukdeuk-deuk-deuk-deuk-deuk!

    The hell that covered my body was crushed and torn apart.

    [Gaaagh——?!]

    Clap!

    The torn hell collapsed like a rag.

    “···Scum like you are not worthy of existence.”

    He screamed and fell as if he was suffering from hell.

    My heart went cold when I saw that sight.

    “···So, is that what you wanted to say?”

    Maal looks at me with pitiful eyes.

    “Oh, you’re heartbroken. I understand. Of course it can happen.”

    But even for a moment.

    Maal’s eyes drew an arc again.

    “You proved yourself to me. So, I will reward you.”

    "···Compensation?"

    “I will make your wish come true with my power. Anything.”

    ─Wish?

    ‘Are you going to make my wish come true in this yard?’

    A car that fills my mind and reminds me of old times.

    Dantalian asked me.

    Don’t you want to go home?

    I smiled at Maal and answered.

    “I want to go back home.”

    Silence fell.

    How much time has passed?

    “······okay?”

    I got up from the chair and approached Hell.

    “This world is not very well made.”

    “It won’t work without artificial resource provisioning.”

    The quivering hell burns on me.

    They gathered on my hand, not on the stigma.

    “Who would sacrifice themselves when they were born into a world they had made?”

    “What I love is not this world, but my own person.”

    [···Kill the servant.]

    ‘Didn’t I say that I had to live with it?’

    Hell was shedding bloody tears.

    [Please. Please kill him.]

    An unstructured hell began to take shape.

    long. sharp. pointedly.

    Hell had suddenly taken the shape of a spear.

    “Sweetheart, I am the one who created the people you love.”

    “To be exact, their father and mother.”

    Neptune wanted Maal dead.

    On the contrary, Mercurius hoped that Maal would survive.

    “The Black Death burned down the very center of the continent… If I hadn’t come, wouldn’t Pangea have been destroyed?”

    “In that case, it would have been a world without value to begin with.”

    has no value?

    “···What do you mean?”

    “In that case, you just have to make it again from scratch.”

    A cold laugh came out.

    I advanced towards Maal holding the hell that had turned into a sharp spear.

    “To what extent is the ‘wish’ you told me valid?”

    “everything. “I can achieve things you can’t even imagine.”

    'Everything I want?'

    It was a very tempting statement.

    but.

    “Of course, I want to go home.”

    Maal’s pupils narrow.

    “…Are you saying you want to return to Earth?”

    I looked into hell.

    Nothing can relieve their grief.

    “My uncle asked me to tell you this. “Why did you make the world such a mess?”

    “I always blame myself for stupid things.”

    It stung.

    “yes. This is a wise statement.”

    'I screamed.'

    He burst into laughter as he spoke.

    I thought Alex might be punished by heaven.

    I comfortably got to the point.

    “···I have a friend I have known for a long time.”

    “He and I are very similar.”

    “They live by lies, and they care about their people.”

    “And respect the will of others.”

    Dantalian is a human.

    Servants are also human.

    Therefore, Maal, the friend of humans and the creator of humans, is also human.

    “But these days, I’m very awkward.”

    “Nothing happened!”

    “I don’t know why it suddenly did that.”

    “···And now he’s even trying to kill me.”

    Dantalian is the embodiment of humanity.

    Craxmara said of him:

    Could it be that the embodiment of humanity has no humanity?

    It’s just that his humanity has never been violated.

    Who on earth could have reached this point and pointed a spear at the Creator’s face?

    "···How embarrassing."

    I don’t know how much is true and how much is false.

    But Maal was the ‘third’ from the beginning.

    “yes. I want to go back home. But I’ll get back on my own. Because there are people to go back with.”

    “…Then what is your wish?”

    “My friend’s wish is my wish.”

    Dantalian was not interested in the people of the Inner Demon World to begin with.

    The only person he wanted to protect from the beginning was Maal.

    “I hope you don’t give up and keep living.”

    I took the spear from the man who created the world.

    [You have to kill him! I have to kill him!]

    Hell cries out to me, shedding bloody tears.

    But I went back to my seat and held Hell in my arms.

    [Don’t you know?!]

    [As long as he lives, the same thing will definitely happen!]

    [Your choice will kill countless lives!]

    “Let’s think about it then.”

    [In the meantime, the people who will die from his tricks───?!]

    I looked into a raging hell.

    “Emotions can burn when there is at least a little happiness.”

    “Was there really only pain in your life?”

    [Yes!]

    It’s a lie.

    “If you didn’t have a little bit of happiness, you wouldn’t be able to hate Maal so much.”

    These are just the words of those who have been consumed by hatred.

    I had no intention of listening to someone who was not in his right mind.

    “Hell and heaven, you decide where you live.”

    [Are you acting like you know something?!]

    “Ha, I am a person who has lived in both places.”

    I looked at Maal.

    He was looking at me with thousands of wide eyes.

    “Maybe he can teach us how to live in heaven.”

    Only then does hell look at Maal.

    I also looked at Maal.

    “Let’s hear the story of why you want to commit suicide.”

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