Ch.353353. Resolution (6)

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The void zone is like the inside of a typhoon.

Everything around is unstable, extremely dangerous, and prone to chaos, but ironically, the area closest to the source causing these phenomena is incredibly peaceful.

Of course, few humans in the world would be able to confirm this fact. In this world, those sprawled around here…

Yes.

Unless you’re a human wielding two Holy Swords, or a human who has ascended to become a demon “itself.”

“You’re quite impressive, I must say.”

The Luminary wiped blood from the corner of his mouth as he spoke.

Both of us are in tatters after continuously exchanging blows on the way here.

No matter how familiar I am with combat, the longer a battle drags on, the more variables emerge. This guy can’t elegantly deflect every attack like he did earlier.

Of course, if that’s his condition…

Mine is naturally much worse.

“…I don’t want to hear that from you.”

If he’s bleeding from his mouth, I’m closer to reconstructing my shattered limbs.

My physical specs have already far exceeded the human range since my race value changed from human to demon, and if you add the supplementary abilities attached within the “survival” category, my current state is practically half-immortal.

Even so.

‘…Wow, fuck.’

I inwardly express such hollow sentiments as I feel my limbs gradually going numb.

If I’m in this state despite being able to regenerate even when my upper body is blown away, the implications are quite clear.

It means damage has accumulated in my body beyond such regenerative capabilities.

To be honest.

I’ve died quite a lot.

I feel like my heart has stopped about 12 times?

“Well, since we’ve expended a fair amount of energy getting here…”

The Luminary looked around after saying that.

All kinds of bizarre phenomena we experienced on the way here are not observed in this inner area.

Instead, what’s sprawled around is…

‘Fragments.’

Remains taking the form of someone’s body are scattered everywhere.

Disgust flows through the blood. Survival instinct rises reflexively.

Those things lying there emit an aura as if their very existence is meant to corrupt their surroundings.

They exude a strong feeling that they absolutely should not exist in this world.

“…Hmm.”

Exhaling through my nose, I approach to observe them closely.

While they’re called remains, that description feels somewhat inappropriate.

The things here are too… ‘vibrant’ to be described as corpses.

They should be described as bodies in life cultivation tubes from the SF genre.

‘Bodies’ in human form that look like they could stand up and move at any moment.

“The remains of demons reportedly killed by the first hero… Is this your first time seeing them in person?”

“…You speak as if it’s not your first time?”

Who else in the world would have seen such things?

Even I, as a possessor, never confirmed these in the game. This wasn’t shown even when the world completely exploded during game over.

“I saw them once when I killed them.”

“…”

Ah, right.

He said he killed all the demons in his original world.

No wonder he displays such monstrous combat prowess.

“…Actually, I don’t think this is completely new to you.”

I smile bitterly and look around as the Luminary says this.

I think I understand exactly what he means.

Because the appearance of those remains lying around looks strangely familiar to me.

“You had a general idea about the existence of demons before, didn’t you?”

Demons exist on the timeline. I’ve known that concept for quite some time.

And as evidenced by the existence of this Luminary, inferring the identity of such beings isn’t that difficult.

Slowly, I raise my hand to stroke the bodies before me.

Eyes closed, not breathing, lying quietly like corpses.

The remains of demons, each emitting colorful demonic energy, resembled the appearance of the “vessels” in which such demons resided.

It’s as if the form of the demons residing in them takes on the appearance of their ‘future’ selves, in the same context.

“Master, husband, partner… People don’t usually address strangers that way. Usually.”

There are cases like the Luminary who crossed from the future to the present timeline for some ‘price,’ but I think that if they’re beings existing beyond the time axis, they could reside in their past selves in such forms.

“Isn’t it amazing?”

“What is?”

“Even for beings that can observe different timelines, they only remember the fact that they’re bound to you and stalked you all the way here.”

“…”

I don’t know exactly where things got twisted.

But what this guy is saying now is the core that penetrates all the phenomena surrounding me.

Befitting beings that ‘exist’ beyond time axes and world lines, able to remember and observe everything.

Even without the Grey Demon who can turn back all time, they obsess, obsess, and obsess over me in all world lines they can interfere with.

Such situations repeat countless times, continue, and are observed almost like a law.

Such qualities must have been engraved on my ‘soul.’

To the extent that those possessed by demons fall for me at first sight.

“The Chancellor once told me there were others with such qualities besides me.”

“Ah, that’s a lie.”

“…What?”

“Those are all people born with your soul. The ‘soul’ you possess just happened to enter that body.”

“…”

No, this is really scary?

It means even if I go to hell, reincarnate, and be reborn, they would ultimately find me and stalk me.

In that regard…

“…There are only two guys I don’t understand.”

“Huh?”

“Why did the Red Demon and Brown Demon hate me so much?”

The Red Demon was closer to being indifferent to me, but the Brown Demon clearly exuded a feeling of dislike toward me. Didn’t he openly try to kill me?

“What? You really didn’t know that?”

“…I don’t understand why not knowing makes me seem like the fool, I really don’t.”

“The Brown Demon was just angry that everyone else got to have you except him. People tend to become hostile toward someone when they’re convinced they can never be romantically involved with them, you know?”

“…”

“Besides, if it weren’t for that, how could you so easily subdue beings as powerful as demons just by being good in bed? You don’t actually believe you’re the king of the night, do you?”

“…”

I was half-convinced of that, actually.

“Trust me. You’re not that good.”

“…”

“You never beat me in bed after you got older—”

“—Let’s stop there.”

It feels like double damage when someone who claims to have carried my child tells me I’m not that great.

The Luminary cackled as I let out those words like a groan.

“Well, the Brown Demon aside. What about the Red Demon?”

“Isn’t it obvious from how he treated you?”

“…What is?”

“Even during the Red Night incident, he could have burned you to death with his authority anytime he wanted, but he just stood by.”

“…”

“He was pretending not to care while secretly looking out for you bit by bit. That gloomy girl. That’s why she immediately got all flustered and gave in after you kissed her once.”

“…”

“You do have some merit, but if the demons’ hearts weren’t firmly captured by you, it wouldn’t be strange if you had died hundreds more times on the way here. Got it?”

“…”

I get it.

You’re quite good at driving that fact into my chest.

“—Of course, things might be different now that you’ve ascended as a demon.”

The Luminary continued with a smirk.

“Still, I can’t believe what you said earlier. That there’s a way to make demons non-threatening.”

“I told you there is.”

Let me reconsider.

My goal is for demon-related beings to live ‘with me’ without any issues.

To be precise, both the vessel containing the fragment and the demon ‘itself.’

“Hey. Elia.”

“…I’m not used to being called by that name.”

The Luminary responded with a somewhat fierce voice.

But I continue regardless.

“It’s right though. You’re the future Elia.”

“…”

“The hint comes from there.”

“…What are you trying to say?”

“Problems arise because the fragment and vessel are combined.”

“…What?”

“Interesting things happen when you embed fragments in… ‘bodies’ like these.”

The Seal of Transcendence glows.

Simultaneously, the various colored demonic energies I’ve collected rise from it like a mirage.

“…What are you trying to do?”

“In terms of preference, I like rice bowls.”

“…What?”

“When past and future women exist in the same timeline, isn’t that two flavors?”

Though I didn’t understand what he meant at all.

Elia’s gaze, which understood it was madness, flew toward me and struck.

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