Chapter Index

    How far can humans cross the line?

    We have already confirmed this through numerous creative works.

    Even if it is not just a creative work, we can sometimes check the actions of demons disguised as humans through the news.

    Whether it’s money, power, or whatever the reason, if humans want to achieve ‘profit’, they try to achieve it even if it sometimes means abandoning ethics.

    Even if it means breaking the law of heaven.

    Even if it means committing an immoral act.

    “Do you know about Medieval Europe and the Habsburg Dynasty?”

    Taejo cautiously opened his mouth towards Ymir, whose expression was so stiff that he could not speak properly.

    “Medieval Europe valued lineage. And to prevent the bloodline from leaking out, incestuous marriages were repeated.”

    “Well, being a close relative…”

    “This is the literal meaning. There were cases where a brother and sister became a couple, an aunt became a wife, and sometimes a son became a husband. Well, I’m not talking about the rise and fall of the Habsburg family, but history repeats itself.”

    King Taejo played with the golden, sparkling dolls.

    “Let’s think objectively. When I gave birth to my first twins, they were all S-class. So what do people in the world want from these two couples? From a logical point of view, wouldn’t you take it for granted?”

    “…The third one will also be S-class?”

    “Yes. Yes.”

    “…….”

    When Ymir frowned, looking like she was about to vomit, I put my hand on her back and stroked her back.

    “You can’t do it like this yet. Because we have to talk more seriously from now on.”

    To Ymir, these stories are poison.

    Disillusionment and anger toward the world can turn black and serve as an opportunity to increase the meteorite counter.

    Although the expression “meteorite counter” is used jokingly, this is the same as saying that one becomes mentally exhausted.

    Disillusionment, disgust, distrust of humans.

    And the futility of thinking that he had risked everything to protect such people, that he was protecting them, and that he would have to protect them in the future.

    All of these things will come together, and eventually Ymir will choose the ending of ‘Everyone’s Mutual Destruction’.

    There are two ways.

    Either lock them in a cage where they can’t see the dirt of the world, or slowly push their face into the bottom of the swamp, and eventually their whole body goes inside.

    The most ideal thing is to reach the bottom of the swamp, spread your wings, get out, and fly toward the sky.

    Ymir is currently dipping his toes into the swamp.

    “The same situation happened to my parents. I kept trying to have children. But it didn’t work out.”

    “Hey, when it doesn’t work out, you just mean the pregnancy didn’t go well? Isn’t this the case I think?”

    “What do you think?”

    I patted Ymir on the back and asked.

    “Tell me. Whatever you thought, I won’t be disappointed with it.”

    “……If you are not S-class or have special abilities, you were never born.”

    “Platinum Sun.”

    Taejo smiled bitterly with a calm face.

    “I’m sorry. Your idea is the correct answer.”

    “…Wooow.”

    “I was ‘disposed of’ as soon as I was born. Behind my mother was the sunshade, and my father also had a close relationship with the sunshade.”

    “Disposal means that he was murdered? There are no cases of being sent to an orphanage or being adopted overseas or anything like that?”

    “Yes. Everyone died. Until the last one, S-class, is born.”

    “…….”

    Ymir grabs the table with his hands.

    Perhaps because of the strength and mana that went into the hand, the gold crumpled in an instant, leaving a handprint.

    “Calm down. It’s in the past. It happened in the past, and we can’t do anything about it.”

    “…That’s right. Phew. But, just listening to it, it’s so amazing. When you found out that…”

    “The first thing I learned was when I was 11 years old. It must have been so. We had one child every year for at least a year and at most for two years, and then by chance we overheard a couple fighting.”

    The golden statue of a middle-aged man and woman came to mind.

    It is clearly visible that the couple is fighting, pointing points at each other and raising blood vessels on their necks.

    “I can no longer give birth. Haven’t they all already failed? That’s how they fought. It was my first time seeing two people who were always bright in front of me fight like that.”

    “…At least no parent would show a couple fighting in front of S-class babies.”

    “Yes. By that time, it was banned by law.”

    The reason why the gold statue looks slightly upward from the bottom is probably because it is a memory of King Taejo – a sight that an 11-year-old child would secretly look up at.

    “But in the end, I watched it. Fortunately, I wasn’t caught. If he had been caught, this man wouldn’t have tried to commit such a terrible thing.”

    In this man’s memory, the trauma of learning the truth is now being recreated with this ability.

    “It was summer. In order to give birth to an S-class child, the man chose another woman instead of his missing wife. Half of them say she is their wife.”

    “Crazy….”

    Like a miniature.

    “Who got the S rank? The S-class did not come from a woman, but the S-class came from his own blood. It is clear that the woman had an affair, and my genes contain the gene that allows me to give birth to an S class.”

    “You’re out of your mind.”

    “That’s right. I was out of my mind.”

    The more specific the memory, the more vivid the moving statues on the table began to appear.

    “Summer day, night. The guy was trying to do that. I tried to hide in the room where my younger brother was sleeping, and fortunately, I was able to arrive on time.”

    On the bed.

    A monster lunges at a girl who is sleeping soundly.

    And then a small boy appears behind the monster and stretches out his hand towards the monster.

    Crack.

    Something like a box, an iron plate reminiscent of a delivery box, trapped the monster.

    “Steel backing actually has this function as well. It’s just that I didn’t tell the world.”

    Quack, quack.

    The golden box gradually began to shrink in size.

    There was a sound of something pounding inside, but the box was slowly compressing and compressing again, as if it was shrinking to its limit.

    Has it shrunk to a size slightly larger than a travel carrier?

    The box stopped shrinking, and the boy fell to his knees.

    “No one knows. No one knows. Other than what I saw and the SD card contained in the old smartphone in the box.”

    “……!!”

    “If it weren’t for that, it wouldn’t have been possible to discuss it with my grandfather. Eventually, the grandfather found out the whole situation, and the man went missing. Thanks to the help of many people.”

    Two people appeared next to the box.

    “Those people, no way…”

    “Gwangikgong. And the other one…is a dead S-class hero.”

    They both had faces I recognized, and they were talking with serious faces and eventually completely destroyed the box.

    “And I sealed myself. I don’t know if it was because of the kid’s bullying, or because I was afraid of telling my younger brother the truth out of anxiety, or because I was afraid of being criticized as an immoral murderer, but at that time, I couldn’t bear it. So, I divided myself.”

    The boy was divided into two.

    One is Jammin, who is reckless and thinks he is special.

    And behind him, there is a boy crouching in the shadows, just looking at Jammin running wild and laughing.

    “Well, isn’t this a common story in the world of special abilities? Haha….”

    King Taejo waved his hand forward and destroyed all the statues.

    “If I am called by my grandfather and the hypnosis is lifted, I will wake up and-”

    “What should I do….”

    Drip, drip.

    “Mi, I’m sorry. I don’t know what to say.”

    Tears flowed from Ymir’s eyes.

    As if she could not bear to look at King Taejo, she lowered her head and covered her mouth with both hands, and tears fell down and soaked her clothes.

    “Oh, no. it’s okay. It’s all in the past…”

    “It’s okay. Even if I cry.”

    I held Ymir in my arms and patted him, and nodded once to Taejo.

    I want to cry, because Ymir is not the only one who needs to cry.

    “…You said a man cries three times after birth. I’ve already cried twice so I only have one stack left.”

    “Even if I cried more than three times, there was no problem in living in this world.”

    “…Have you ever cried?”

    “Of course. Just watching a sad movie makes me cry.”

    Although it’s not as good as Ymir, it’s because he has a lot of sensitivity.

    “Whether it’s crying or anything else, pouring out your emotions is a good thing. That must be it for you.”

    “…….”

    “I understand. Because I’m a man too. Because when you are held in someone’s arms, you can forget all your worries and worries for that moment.”

    In order to forget sadness, humans become crazy about something.

    Be it work, people, or relationships.

    No matter how much the personality was divided, there would not have been many ways to relieve the resentment buried in the subconscious of this man, who could be said to be the main body.

    The method was simply patriotic.

    This man.

    “Juliana Faygreen. The woman who stole your genes and ran away. Do you remember?”

    “…Yes.”

    “You could have contacted the United States and arrested him at the airport, but there must have been a reason why you went up to Gangneung yourself. If not you, then the guy outside of you.”

    “…….”

    Whether it is the armored Taejo or the black Taejo, in the end, both are Taejo.

    He probably couldn’t stand the idea of gene theft, so he flew to Gangneung himself, even though he had exhausted most of his magical energy.

    To somehow prevent Yuliana from leaving the country and meet her in person.

    “Did you ask?”

    “I wanted to ask, but when I saw his face, I think those thoughts disappeared. This guy.”

    Taejo touched his cheek with his index finger and laughed lowly.

    “I was disappointed, but I still liked it so I touched it.”

    “…How was it for you?”

    “I don’t know.”

    “I don’t know?”

    “Yes.”

    Taejo scratched his head.

    “All of that was done by someone else.”

    “…….”

    “Rather, in the past two years, I rarely went out-”

    “I decided.”

    I patted Ymir, who had now calmed down a little, and stretched out my hand in front of Taejo.

    “Live in a world of light. Don’t live as a shadow anymore. Leave the darkness to the authorities, and live your life enjoying what you deserve to the fullest. Whether patriotic or S-class. Don’t entrust your life to Armored Taejo anymore.”

    “…….”

    “Carrying the darkness of the world is.”

    This may sound a little cringe-inducing.

    “It is the adult’s responsibility.”

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