episode_0088

Cheonma, who had just finished his bowl, looked down at his sweaty clothes, perhaps realizing that he was sweating.

It was funny how Soo-oh’s hand flew in the air trying to catch him strangely when he hesitated and fell.

Is human warmth warm?

It hasn’t been long since someone precious to me passed away.

They say that when someone is there for you during a difficult situation, the gratitude lasts a long time.

No, of course I didn’t aim that far and put the spell on it.

I just observed and interpreted her actions.

I don’t look at people like some strategist and think that if I do this, they will do what I want them to do. I only know how people think in general, but I can’t predict individuals.

I wish I had super intelligence.

Or at least I wish I had some special brainwashing abilities.

Since we don’t have either, we just improvise!

“Are you feeling a little better?”

Cheonma put down the bowl and put his clothes back on. He had a disgusted expression on his face, perhaps because his clothes were damp. After all, I don’t like wearing clothes soaked in sweat.

But what can I do? If you walk around naked from the waist down, you’re a pervert. A pervert.

Cheonma fiddled with his own collar, then looked at me and opened his mouth.

“Is that why you want warmth?”

Oops.

Oh, yes. It’s similar to the feeling of cold, but it’s fundamentally different. If you feel it even a little bit, you’ll know I’m playing around with the word warmth!

Making excuses in my head, twisting things with words, beating around the bush, getting serious. Many methods come to mind.

Obviously, I only tell the truth, so there is no need to consider the context of the lie. At times like this, I am really convinced that my choice was right!

anyway.

“Yes. Is it cold?”

Cheonma slowly nodded to my question. Soo-oh hugged me tightly next to me. No, it wasn’t warmth in that sense, hugging didn’t have any effect. Soo-oh.

“Very bad.”

Cheonma’s expression is very complex. Among them, I found a part that sympathized with me. Oh, sympathized?

It means you sympathize with me. Why? Don’t you think I’m just a monster that craves warmth because I feel like I’m going to freeze to death?

“How can you be in your right mind?”

Huh? Do you think of me as a person? Did you believe what I said about me being a person and sympathize with me? I see a glimmer of a breakthrough.

You have to choose your words carefully.

What should I do?

that…….

In times like these, I feel frustrated because my head can’t come up with an answer right away.

There’s nothing we can do about it.

Let’s talk according to the rule of telling only the truth.

“I was already crazy before.”

I’ll tell you only the truth.

Please let me live, and then I’d rather die, I begged, I begged, I begged endlessly. Since I had no body, I couldn’t wither away, so I begged forever.

When the light finally appears in the sky, the faded memory of the man will be nothing more than a speck of dust.

I don’t know if that much time has really passed, or if there is no phenomenon that would allow us to estimate time, so it really hasn’t been that long.

Escaping reality? I did. I even tried to create another personality. But my body isn’t human.

Even if I wanted to be someone else, there was no one but me, except for the cold. No matter how stressed I was, my brain wouldn’t break down. I didn’t have that kind of brain.

Above all, the cold was so severe that I couldn’t escape reality.

To alleviate that, I would do anything.

“But you don’t have to feel so sorry for me.”

Thank you so much. You seem to think of me as a victim.

Strictly speaking, I am the victim. But I became the perpetrator. I will do anything to get what I want. Anything.

So, when you get the chance, take advantage of it.

“What do you think, Cheonma? Do you understand why I can’t use my power?”

Cheonma closed his eyes. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to talk to me anymore, but that he was trying to gather his thoughts.

And then Cheonma opened her eyes. She spoke the answer.

“If it is the providence of this world that all things in the universe are born from a single flow, and as time passes, they decay and return to the flow, then you must be on the other side of that providence’s shadow.”

Another poetic statement. It’s hard to interpret. What does it mean?

Could you please answer a little non-literarily?

I made a face like I didn’t know and asked for an explanation.

He looks at me with a contemptuous expression, as if to say, “How can I live with such a head?” It’s like the expression a man in my faded memory made when an older man talked about the flat Earth.

Is this the sorrow of an ordinary person standing between the door and the wall?

“If internal energy and energy are the foundation of this world, then you are the rule that denies it as non-existent.”

In short, it means that I can’t use it because I am me.

“No, Eunjae is also good at using it, right?”

“That’s why it’s so terribly destructive. This isn’t just a simple force, it’s a law that negates all things in the world.”

Cheonma suddenly stopped talking. Then he looked as if he had realized something.

“Ah, so that’s why he said he saw the end of the Heavenly Demonic Power. At that time, he saw that he had become arrogant after becoming a god.”

Cheonma raises his hand with a bitter expression and looks down at his palm.

“He was right.”

I clenched my fist and brought it down again.

From what she said, I think she figured out that I was a dangerous person.

I was just trying to figure out my strength for a moment, but is this really how things work? Isn’t it so unfair? How should I speak well?

While I was thinking like that, Cheonma came up to me.

There is no life.

Instead, he looks at me with a strangely transparent expression.

“Are you here to destroy this world?”

Look. I don’t know why you make that face, but that’s what happens in the end.

However, I can answer this question truthfully.

No, it’s an opportunity. It’s an opportunity to overload us with information, to overwhelm us with the truth, to forget the real questions that need to be asked.

With all my heart.

“I don’t want the world to end. On the contrary, the world should become bigger. I want people to go where they haven’t gone, reach where they can’t reach, and go far away, beyond the sky, into infinite space.”

Only then will people kill more people.

When people exceed a certain number, they become numb to numbers on paper and figures on a screen.

He kills countless people without even realizing that he is killing them.

Numbers paralyze people.

A murderer may kill only one person, but those in power kill hundreds or thousands. They are not even aware that they are killing people.

It’s not because that person is a psychopath.

It’s not the people, it’s just the numbers that have changed, so you can’t feel it.

I like people like that.

Those are the people who will bring me warmth. Every day, they will exploit the poor and kill them. In this way, they will kill many people to give me warmth.

He is the best talent for harvest season.

To do that, we need more people. Billions and billions more.

So much so that only numbers are visible, not people.

“The world must not be destroyed. Never.”

Something like the first world must never happen again.

“Yeah. You don’t lie. Just lie.”

As he said that, Cheonma looked up at the sky from the kitchen. The kitchen had no walls on the west side, and there was a small door on the east side.

So if you take a step, you’re right outside.

The horse that was looking up at the sky lowered its head.

“I’m tired today, so I’ll go back quickly.”

She was walking, then suddenly stopped and looked back.

“You can’t use qi. Well, bye, guys. See you tomorrow.”

Let me say one last thing before I leave.

The faded memory of the man brought up the word teabagging. What is that picture of a little boy sitting down and getting up from his seat several times?

In the first world, there was almost no response, but in the second world, it came up well. This memory.

I saw Cheonma off and turned my gaze to Soo.

I wonder what this child is thinking as he listens to our conversation.

“What do you think of Cheonma’s words?”

The little boy, whose height barely reached my waist, opened his mouth to answer my question without much thought.

“The first snow is weak. It’s pitiful.”

You can see the spirit of a great warrior.

But Soo came to me as if he had more to say to me and hugged me.

“It’s okay! Soo-oh will become stronger and protect you!”

Is that what you’re saying after hearing the conversation so far?

Isn’t there something a little different?

From what I’ve seen of you talking to Cheonma, you know you’re smart, right?

“But why am I a beginner and Cheonma is a warrior?”

“Because the first snow is weak?”

This hits home straight. Where did you learn that from?

Well, there is a culture in this world that respects those who teach martial arts. So it wouldn’t be strange for So-oh to follow suit.

“Why does Cho-seol call Musa-bu Cheon-ma? A name. That’s not it.”

Are you asking that?

There was a time when Cheonma was teaching Cheonma Shingong and there was a story about names. At that time, Jeongha’s name was also learned by Soo-do, but I just passed it over that day and didn’t know if he had any questions.

But there is an answer to this.

“When we exchanged names, she introduced herself as Cheonma. To me, that’s her name.”

I explained what I was, and she said she was a demon.

Nothing will change in the future.

Why?

She got her wish, and I got what I wanted, so she will continue to be a celestial horse.

Soo-oh stares at me intently.

“Are you being upset because I didn’t tell you your real name?”

lol.

I lifted my index finger and placed it to my lips.

Soo made a pitiful expression.

“If you don’t have a chest, your heart is small.”

Of course, I’m tall, and Cheonma is tall and has big breasts. If Cho-seol were an adult, I wouldn’t know, but judging by the age, she’s around 14 years old.

The reason he’s taller than his age is because of body modification. He was probably raised in a state close to zero gravity, so he only grew taller.

If I had gone out without coming in, I wouldn’t have been able to walk. I didn’t have the proper supporting muscles. I was bred so badly.

More than that, there is one thing I can tell from what Soo says.

Isn’t this kid a natural fighter?