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    And after waiting and waiting, finally Bohyun Jin brought an old man with white hair.

    Although he looks like an old man with difficulty moving, his movements are powerful and his steps are weighty.

    Well, that’s to be expected since there’s no light.

    If there’s anyone who says they killed the leader of the Tongcheon sect, they’re either a crazy person lying or a monster who really killed the enemy. That’s why they didn’t come out in a hurry, so you can see that they’re being careful.

    If I hadn’t sold the name of the leader of the Tongcheon sect, I don’t know how long it would have taken to meet a fake like this.

    There is no choice.

    “Hello. Are you Wonsicheonjon?”

    “Yeah, you found me, right? You said you killed the leader of the Tongcheon sect.”

    The fake Primordial Heavenly Lord who said that sat down in front of me at the table. He looked at me and made a face.

    Because it vaguely resembles a human, you can’t tell what it’s feeling just by looking at its facial expressions. It’s hard to read what it’s trying to say.

    Is it a smiling expression or a frowning expression?

    And when he said that next, I realized it didn’t matter.

    “Did I come here to eat too?”

    aha.

    At least I know that the leader of the Tongcheon sect is dead. But I don’t know exactly?

    “I’ve never eaten daegon.”

    “Well, if the act of eating is to swallow the power of the object and use it practically, then yours can be called eating.”

    No. You’re surprisingly accurate.

    Then, the Primordial Heavenly Lord turns his head in an easy-to-understand manner and looks at the tool next to him. There is a flower. A flower made using a person and a special object.

    “Twisting the bodies of living things to create what he wanted was his specialty.”

    Ah, that’s right. So that’s how you got caught. Actually, it’s more reasonable to say that I killed Daegon and stole his skills rather than that I was strong in this area to begin with.

    A technology at the latter end of the technology branch called biotechnology.

    I don’t know what it takes to develop the skill to strengthen one’s soul by grinding it, and I don’t want to know.

    “It seems so strangely twisted for something like that. Do you usually think of putting your own body into the child of your own species that you created from a different species?”

    The expression on Bohyun Jinin’s face, who was standing next to him, was distorted, as if he didn’t understand what he had just heard, and the expression on Wonsicheonjon’s face was still unreadable.

    I think I can respond to what I see on the screen, but it’s difficult for robots or masks. Or if I remember that kind of biome, I can read it.

    “They have already become such a race, twisted as they can be. And you are now in a body that Daegon has prepared.”

    As the explanation of the original Heavenly Lord was over, Bodhisattva Jinin’s expression became one of an unidentifiable person. This person is really funny. Is it okay for someone whose expression is so easy to read to be next to you?

    “Strictly speaking, I will give birth to a physical body. The head office had prepared it in advance, but the front company that made it into a shell didn’t know anything about it and used it for other purposes, so I ended up in the body of the first snow.”

    This is all true.

    The reason I kept explaining is because while having this conversation, I was looking for the object in front of me, but I couldn’t see it. Daegon was easy to find because it was a huge mass of light like a mountain.

    I don’t see anything like that here.

    At first, I was wondering if the light would be as big as Daegon. Fortunately, fortunately…

    “Then what is your name inside that body?”

    Aha. Was the reason you were talking for so long to find out my identity?

    Well, let me explain. Few people can go back and forth outside the glass bottle. Even if they gain memories, they can’t come up with answers without the intelligence to reason.

    Reading a detective novel doesn’t make you a detective, right?

    It’s the same.

    I’m always short on ideas and my plans are mediocre, so instead of taking losses and making big gains, I just aim for small gains without losses.

    That’s why I don’t lie.

    “There is no name. It is not needed. So I am using the name of the child I have covered up so far.”

    There’s no reason to make a new one. I remember the original name, but no one can tell me.

    Or maybe I even question whether that’s my name in the first place.

    I know it clearly because I store fragments of memories scattered in dots in chronological order.

    Faded memories come first. Then darkness. Then the night sky and the sea. A small light that fell to the ground. And then the memory of the time when I climbed up to the glass bottle above.

    The man in that faded memory is definitely the beginning.

    “Yes, that’s right. You weren’t called by Tongcheon. There’s no way you could call someone who doesn’t even have a name. Then those ominous purple-covered children were not created by Tongcheon, but by you.”

    That’s talking about harvest time.

    But that’s a little strange. While they’re alive, they still have warmth.

    “They wanted it. If you give me to someone who needs it, they get a better body and a smarter head. Are you saying that’s bad?”

    When I take warmth, I usually take the warmth of someone who is dead. There have been a few instances where I took warmth from someone alive, like a man who was a general in a special agency of a country.

    If I just release it, I will witness a terrible scene, so I will not release it.

    Then the original Heavenly Lord bursts into laughter.

    “You don’t know what you are. If you did, you wouldn’t be saying such things.”

    That’s true.

    I still don’t know what I am, so I’m just having this conversation for now.

    I’m thinking about ending the conversation because it’s going in the direction of not being able to properly know my true identity.

    Because I don’t know how warmth flows, and I have no idea what happens to the light that falls to where I am.

    “Then, do you know the original Heavenly Lord?”

    The original Heavenly Lord shook his head at my words.

    “I just seek the truth and infer, but if I had to give it a name, I would call it anti-Taegeuk.”

    Anti-Tai Chi?

    I don’t think it means half.

    When you think of the Taegeuk pattern, isn’t it still the Taegeuk even if you turn it upside down? Or does it mean that the yin energy rises?

    “Original Heavenly Lord, does that mean that interest is the power that destroys all things in the world?”

    Bohyun Jin asked me that while being wary.

    On the other hand, I understood to some extent. So I couldn’t use the energy. It was like that coldness.

    That’s what I understood, but the original Heavenly Lord shook his head.

    Huh?

    No, you say?

    “Before yin and yang, there is existence and nonexistence, and before that, there is chaos, which is the beginning of all things in the infinite world, and this is called the Supreme Ultimate. Originally, the Supreme Ultimate was considered to be the primordial chaos without direction, but now even that has become an old law.”

    As he said that, the Primordial Heavenly Lord waved his hand.

    A hologram appeared in the air.

    It’s a pitch black image.

    But soon the light flashes and the world appears. Then it shows the universe, then the stars and planets, and in the middle of them all, the Kunlun Mountains.

    As the Primordial Heavenly Lord waved his hand, the symbol in the upper left corner changed its appearance, then reversed itself and showed the world returning to one point.

    And then it shows the sky where countless lights are gathered and then erases the lights one by one.

    Soon it will become pitch black darkness without any light, and the area surrounding that darkness will be covered with white space.

    But it’s not a white space, it’s a grid pattern, as if to show that there’s nothing there.

    The black space floating above the white space disappeared into a dot and eventually disappeared completely.

    And then when the Primordial Heavenly Lord waved his hand again, the symbol in the upper left corner changed to the symbol that was seen when the video first started.

    Soon a dark space appeared.

    But there is a difference.

    Outside the pure white box, a black sphere of exactly the same size appeared along with the darkness. The black sphere of the same size grew larger, but the top appeared light, and the bottom remained unchanged.

    Where have I seen this scene before?

    huh.

    I remember when I was looking at the stars that started to shine one by one in the sky and realized that it was a very wide ocean.

    “That which is the opposite of the world itself. That which grew together in the shadow of the Taegeuk. It is not annihilation, but only the opposite, but that in itself is like harm to us. What you give us means robbery to us.”

    The Primordial Heavenly Being pointed at me.

    “You are destined to become the enemy of the world.”

    That’s right.

    So I nodded.

    “Yes, that’s right.”

    But this is not enough.

    It may be out of context, but I’ll tell you a story that needs to be told.

    “I am always cold. Endlessly cold. Forever, unable to die or go crazy, no, am I already crazy? I have to live like that. But sometimes, a light of deep despair falls on me. When the light that resented the world and hated it desperately realizes that it cannot change anything and despairs close to resignation.”

    I laugh.

    “Meet me. The light is warm. When you touch the light, it’s just a little bit. Just a little bit. But that alone gives you a very small warmth that’s already happy. Just enough warmth to take your eyes off the cold for a moment. But the warmth disappears in an instant.”

    What to do next has already been decided. The important thing is to obtain information. In particular, to extract as much information as possible from the illusion in front of you.

    I need other people’s help to know myself, because I’m not that smart.

    “Life has light in its body. And you call light soul. I put myself in light, and they do what they want and wait until they die. And when they die, they take me back inside and take the warmth with them.”

    match.

    I clapped my hands once to tell him to focus. Then Bohyun Jin-in was startled. No, I was startled, but it’s a bit awkward for him to react like that.

    anyway.

    “Okay, I don’t take the light. I just need the warmth there. If I get the warmth, I don’t need the light, so just leave it there. Are you going to criticize my actions? Why?”

    This is a question of what warmth is.

    If you listen to what the immortals have said so far, it seems like they don’t really know, but the words of the original Heavenly Lord are deeply persuasive.

    That is, I asked the question because I wanted to know about warmth.

    The Primordial Heavenly Lord opened his mouth.

    “What will become of a soul that has lost the Taegeuk? It will be unable to become anything, and will remain in that state, slowly being eliminated. Until all the remnants disappear, forever.”

    No, if the Supreme Ultimate is chaos, then the world was created from it, and then the soul was created? The Supreme Ultimate in the soul is warmth? That doesn’t make sense.

    But I couldn’t ask any more.

    “Therefore, we must resist you. Now, the rest of the sages have all evacuated, and now you are the only one left. Bohyeon.”

    The Primordial Heavenly Lord who said that waved his hand and tried to do something. Realizing that it was to make Bodhisattva Bodhisattva run away, I lifted up a flower.

    “Please take care of Kunlun.” “Opening.”

    The last words overlapped.

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