episode_0067

I slowly closed and opened my eyes. I focused on the feeling of my breath moving throughout my body.

The pain from earlier had disappeared as if it were a lie, and death was still far away. A heart full of energy is pumping sufficient blood.

I’m back at the library again.

In perfect condition without a single wound.

“Dabin. Are you back?”

The first thing I saw was Choi Se-rim.

His usual calm and somewhat mysterious demeanor was nowhere to be seen, and he seemed nervous.

“Yes.”

I got up.

The key was now floating in front of me, not Choi Se-rim, and was shining golden light.

As if it had accepted a new owner.

It passed the test.

I showed my will, and the library confirmed my potential.

When I stretched out my hand and pointed it into the air, it came into my hand without any resistance.

Key.

A metal ornament that radiates warmth.

A symbol that symbolizes the authority, wisdom, and power possessed by the manager of the Infinite Library.

However, its true identity is the shackles that bind and completely control the fate of others.

Choi Se-rim seemed to have a lot to say, but couldn’t say it out loud. She couldn’t feel at ease after handing over the shackles that were binding her to someone else.

So, I spoke first.

“I know.”

As they manage this vast library, librarians are given a certain amount of authority and knowledge.

This is the minimum ability to protect the ‘Wanderer’s Library’.

And the minimum standard always changes depending on the situation.

The existence of ‘Seven’ poses a threat to the library.

From what I saw just a few days ago, wasn’t he sitting at the bottom of the library cliff, devouring endless amounts of valuable information?

Additionally, it is a being with enough power to completely erase a world.

I passed Choi Se-rim and headed into the fog.

Standing up to the seven was something only I could do, not Choi Se-rim, the original librarian. Because the ‘ending’ of this story was written that way.

Now a lot of knowledge comes into your head.

Libraries allow librarians only a minimum level of knowledge, but the current situation has raised that ‘minimum’ standard to the extreme.

“Still, it’s okay.”

There are no restrictions on me.

The library with all the information in the universe handed over all the volumes to me.

“There are so many! First of all, we have to escape somehow!”

“If we get separated from here, we will never see each other again! Get out of the way!!!”

The voices of Jeong Hae-won and Yoon Da-ju were heard in the thick fog.

There are still a lot of monks gathered around.

Rotting corpses wandering around the library crying out meaningless prayers.

They have been immersed in oblivion and nothingness for too long. Protecting the library is just an excuse. Their torn to death of intruders is nothing more than entertainment to appease the void.

I moved past the battlefield. The keys followed, drawing a golden line.

The fog ran to the side to avoid me, so I didn’t lose direction.

“Oppa… … ?”

Daju Yoon was covered in blood.

“What happened?”

Even while struggling to breathe, Da-ju does not stop fighting.

The hammer, which was swung far away with a string tied to it, cut another person’s head.

Push!

How many monks have they defeated like that?

There were countless motionless corpses around her, including Jeong Hae-won, who had fallen at her feet.

“Is Haewon okay?”

“I don’t know… … . I got hit on the head really hard a little while ago and I still can’t come to my senses.”

Even while answering calmly, Daju does not look away.

In the eyes staring at the flock of monks, traces left behind by countless souls remained.

Whoop-

He swings his weapon skillfully and avoids hands trying to grab him with fluid movements.

Another monk fell to the floor.

Daju shakes off the blood and asks me.

“So is there a way to get out of here? In times like this, you always came up with it.”

“Yes.”

Daju, who had asked, is actually surprised.

“What is it? Really?”

I nodded.

The librarians of the Infinite Library have three main abilities. The right to access the information you want and the ability to protect your own body. And, some core knowledge about the universe.

Even though I learned of the tragic events ahead, my personality did not change much.

“Oppa! Bow down!”

Daju Yoon shouted urgently and got ready to swing the hammer.

A monk with a torn jaw was waiting for a surprise attack from behind me.

I slowly turned around and checked his appearance.

Information comes to mind again and again. One of the abilities a librarian has. It is an ‘insight plan’ that allows you to access the information you want.

He is over 2 meters tall and is wearing the black robes worn by medieval monks.

There is little intelligence.

Although his arms are thin, his strength is supernaturally strong, and he can twist a person’s neck like opening a bottle cap.

“Oppa!!!”

A forearm with rotten flesh running towards me.

and.

Teuong!

It bounced lightly before my eyes. As if it had been blocked by something invisible.

The monk’s head, which was embarrassed for a moment, was crushed like pudding.

Daju pulled the hammer out of the guy’s head.

“Good job, Daju.”

“Tell me what you just did.”

“I didn’t do anything.”

“How can you play pranks in a situation like this! Quickly tell me what you did.”

Daju questions me in an absurd way, as if I were someone else.

“Wow. I hear these things from you, Daju Yoon?”

“ugh.”

Daju feels like he’s hit the nail on the head and can’t say anything.

But when I think about it, I have changed quite a lot.

I was so nervous when I first came here, and at one point I was manipulated by Choi Se-rim and turned into a weak girl.

I can’t believe you can laugh and talk in a situation like this. The more I learn about this place, the more I feel like I’m becoming more and more indifferent.

In fact, I am slowly going crazy.

Like monks running around killing us.

Those who were initially human knew too much about the world.

The moment you become a librarian, the first knowledge you learn is as follows.

Reality too. Even oneself is nothing more than a story in a novel.

A fragile world that can be deleted at any time. Or one page. In other words, it is the librarian’s job to protect the narrative hierarchy.

Therefore, the confrontation between the story eraser and the librarian was inevitable, and inevitably they were frustrated.

Because they couldn’t stop the seven.

The story was written that way from the beginning.

The keys glowed in the air above me.

The monk who was running towards us fell down on the spot helplessly.

After that. Also the guy behind him. One by one, the monks fell helplessly and rolled on the floor.

As if you turned it off by pressing the power button.

No one else has that authority.

Even Choi Se-rim only used this ability by force.

The last monk knelt down, and the fog finally cleared.

I was the last librarian at the Infinite Library.

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[A significant event was recorded in the designated book.]

[Narrative: ■萍達$@!■$^■ proceeds.]

[Progress rate: 44567897.4444444444444444%]

[Issuance of claim number. Automatic index registration… … ]

[Check the ship’s location.]

[Error: Unable to add new books to that section.]

[Looking for another area… … ]

[Issuance of claim number. Automatic index registration… … ]

[Check the ship’s location.]

[Error: Unable to add new books to that section.]

[Looking for another area… … ]

[Issuance of claim number. Automatic index registration… … ]

[Check the ship’s location.]

[Error: Unable to add new books to that section.]

[Looking for another area… … ]

[Fatal error: Unable to add book.]

[The narrative may be lost and recovery may become impossible.]

[Suggestion: Please specify a new location to save the book. Alternatively, please organize the existing bookshelves to make space.]

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For a moment, a message flickers across my blurred vision.

“Oppa?”

“Dabin! Are you okay?”

Yoon Da-ju and Choi Se-rim approach in surprise.

Jeong Hae-won is still lying there.

“Yes. But I think there is still work to be done.”

Leaving them behind, I slowly approached the bookshelf.

Holding a [pointer] in one hand.

An arrow drawn on the page pointed to the exact location.

I stood in front of the bookshelf and took out the book I had been looking for.

[Extinction Scenario: 5000]

It is a thin booklet with a scarlet cover.

And a new story was inserted in its place.

[Ghostam Apartment Survival Journal]

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*caution!

The narrative is still ongoing.

Movement of some episodes, including multiverse narratives and past episodes, may result in the collapse of timelines, confusion in causal relationships, narrative contradictions and loss of plausibility, and deletion of information about multiple characters.

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The librarian’s ‘insight’ warned me, but I didn’t change my mind.

Now it was time to leave the library.