Ch.77Chapter 77 – Everyone’s Prayer (4)

The next thing Bi-wol and her disciples saw was the image of a boy, Han Do-hyeon, together with a black-haired girl.

“…So, you’re saying that in this story, a child named Bi-wol has to become the final boss?”

“Why does it have to be that way?”

The boy and girl were engaged in a heated discussion, sharing the notebook labeled “Diamond Fist King” that they had seen earlier. Unlike before, the notebook now had more fingerprints on it and had increased to two or three volumes.

“Bi-wol is your ego. A novel that projects your painful past onto the protagonist will inevitably become a personal novel. When that happens, the novel becomes rigid and loses its direction.”

“What’s a personal novel?”

“It’s a type of modern Japanese novel where the author writes about their own experiences. We’re authors. Have you forgotten that we need to create stories that readers want?”

“……”

Bi-wol was biting her lip as she quietly listened to what Yoo Seol-hwa was saying. She felt uncomfortable seeing them discussing something that contained her past so thoroughly.

“…It seems they can’t see us this time.”

Verdandi Astraia muttered quietly as she observed the two people in front of them who weren’t making eye contact with each other. Unlike before, Han Do-hyeon showed no signs of noticing them despite their close proximity.

Azazel Blackheart brought her hands together in front of her chest in a prayer-like gesture. A sudden feeling of unease rose to the surface due to a bad premonition.

“Lord Morgidian, could that girl possibly be…”

– Yes, she’s your master’s lover from his past life and the original soul that inhabited Bing-seol-hwa’s body.

Morgidian was revealing the truth to Azazel. The girl before their eyes was the poor soul who had been held hostage in Bing-seol-hwa’s body, whom they had been fighting all this time.

“Then we truly were fictional characters.”

Azazel sighed deeply. She now understood why she hadn’t felt strange when someone like Kang Si-woo had been flirting with her.

Though she felt slightly betrayed by Bing-yeon, she had seen with her own eyes how dark his past life had been.

“But seeing how much brother cared for us, I suppose even these feelings weren’t completely fake.”

She couldn’t blame anyone.

She couldn’t say it was anyone’s fault.

It was simply the imagination of a pure and kind boy that had become reality through the power of an Outer God.

“…I think an author should write what they want to write. Isn’t that more impressive? Not even trying and giving up… I’ve done that too many times already.”

“Still, that’s too gloomy. Fiction should be different from reality. No matter how sad and difficult things are for you, readers shouldn’t know about it.”

Han Do-hyeon and Yoo Seol-hwa were showing different perspectives.

One was trying to incorporate his unhappy past into the novel, while the other wanted to twist it into a happy ending.

The third-generation chaebol girl and the boy living in a shantytown couldn’t understand each other.

Their life trajectories were different, their experiences of light and darkness varied, and their social status and perceptions were worlds apart.

“What do you want to do then? If Bi-wol is removed from my novel, I’ll never write again. This character has been like a friend who protected me since childhood.”

“Is that character so important to you?”

“Yes, because even when I was sick and sad as a child, looking at the moon in the night sky made me feel like I wasn’t alone.”

At Han Do-hyeon’s words, Bi-wol couldn’t help but feel a warm sensation rising in her chest.

She could imagine how a child unable to endure his father’s domestic violence had used her as a pillar to overcome his grim reality.

Bi-wol no longer harbored any desire for revenge or feelings of betrayal. She was simply angry that such a weak and kind child had to endure such hardships.

“…Then let’s do this. Let’s make Bi-wol the final boss and create a separate protagonist.”

“What changes with that approach?”

“First, the perspective and flow of the work changes. Even a character with a dark past can leave an impression on readers.”

In response to Han Do-hyeon’s words, Yoo Seol-hwa proposed a solution. She suggested changing Bi-wol’s role from protagonist to final boss, developing the story in a new way.

Since well-crafted villains in creative works often leave a stronger impression than protagonists, Yoo Seol-hwa aimed to slightly modify Han Do-hyeon’s novel with this in mind.

It was a reasonable compromise that combined both their opinions.

“First, let’s make Kim Hyul, who was a supporting character, the protagonist. Isn’t that why the title is ‘Diamond Fist King’?”

“Originally, I was planning to pit him against Bi-wol.”

“How about making this character the final boss instead of the protagonist? A story about overcoming a dark past would be more impressive.”

This was the moment when the roles of final boss and protagonist were switched from what Bi-wol had originally occupied in the original work before it became a web novel.

“Hmm… What should I do? I’m not really sure.”

“I’ll give you a kiss later. Please do it this way.”

Han Do-hyeon scratched his chin as he pondered, while Yoo Seol-hwa clung to him, trying to kiss his cheek.

The two young people blushed and smiled at each other. Even to an uninvolved third party, it was obvious they liked each other.

“So there was such a black cat…”

Bi-wol was biting her fingernails in jealousy. She was so upset that she was about to draw her sword to subdue her rival.

“Senior! Please calm down! No matter what, she’s the master’s girlfriend! You need to make rational judgments at times like this!”

“Do I look like someone who can endure this? In the end, everything changed because that woman seduced our master. If things had gone according to the original flow, no one would have been able to defeat me…”

Bi-wol remembered what the Star of Heavenly Murder had mentioned before. That entity had clearly stated that she was destined to kill her master.

“Sister, I completely understand your anger at this strange woman intruding on our brother’s side, but we need to work together to defeat that black cat.”

Both Verdandi and even Azazel were desperately trying to stop Bi-wol’s actions.

No matter how much this place seemed to show Bing-yeon’s past life, the fact remained that they were inside an Outer God’s mouth.

“What do you know! Do you have any idea how much I secretly loved the master?! I thought he didn’t accept my feelings because I was just a disciple… but that wasn’t it…”

“……”

Bi-wol could now understand why Bing-yeon had rejected her romantic advances while saying she was like a daughter to him.

It wasn’t about disrupting the martial arts world’s propriety, nor was it because he had raised her like a child since she was young.

It was because she was truly like a daughter he had created, too precious for him to touch.

“I understand your feelings, sister. Our love for brother is no less than yours.”

Azazel sighed deeply as she looked at Bi-wol, deciding to reveal a fact she had kept hidden until now.

It was about the future she had seen when she first met Bing-yeon.

“Moreover, in five years, it should be you, Sister Bi-wol, who takes brother’s virginity. That’s what I clearly saw in my future vision.”

“…Really? Tell me more details.”

At this, Bi-wol’s eyes widened as she began to imagine the scene in her mind.

“First, we had brother wear a blindfold so he wouldn’t know who took his virginity first, creating a fair situation.”

“Yes, and then?”

“What happened next?!”

Even the pure-hearted Verdandi showed curiosity and interest at this shocking revelation. They had thought they could never compete with his lover from a past life.

From the beginning, Bing-yeon had been desperately trying to save the woman called Bing-seol-hwa, so they thought they had no chance.

“Through a game of rock-paper-scissors, Sister Bi-wol got to mount brother first. After that, you noticed my future vision…”

“…Five years later is when we all come of age. I suppose we waited until reaching the Transformation Realm.”

There was still a chance left.

“Wait, where is the 10,000-Year Ultimate Blood Treasure now?”

Suddenly, Bi-wol remembered the medicinal elixir she had given to her master, Bing-yeon. It was a legendary inner elixir said to burn the body if consumed without proper preparation.

“…Why are you suddenly looking for that?”

“With it, couldn’t we escape from here?”

Bi-wol smiled meaningfully, having found a possibility to escape from the Outer God’s mouth.