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It was a thought that suddenly occurred to me.

In Kim Do-jin’s opinion, the Seven Deadly Sins and the Seven Pillars of Evil were elements that should not be absent from this world.

Words are the source of sin, but they are divided into good and bad feelings, but isn’t that what it means to be a human being?

Not entirely good, but not entirely bad either.

Humans are the species that best fits the word chaos.

So the disappearance of either one seemed like it would be tantamount to cutting off some of the infinite potential that humanity possesses.

But they won’t stop fighting unless there is an opponent.

And if the fight drags on, the entire world will suffer.

At that moment, I thought.

‘What if I take away their power and make all the apostles ineffective?’

This was a thought that only Kim Do-jin, the Apostle of Greed, could think of.

Because only greed can covet and devour what belongs to others.

The three gods who heard this looked dumbfounded.

“How arrogant. Do you think your body can contain all the powers of the Seven Pillars and the Seven Deadly Sins?”

“Well.”

In fact, even Kim Do-jin is not sure about that part.

The two powers he currently possesses have no effect on his body whatsoever.

But if that number increases to fourteen, who knows what might happen and when?

Something that no one has ever done, or even thought of doing.

So it’s only natural that the future is unknown.

The unknown means that you don’t even know whether you will succeed or fail.

But they are so sure of failure that it seems so obvious.

I didn’t like it very much.

“Inspiration, do you know what is the clearest way to distinguish between old and young?”

“Aren’t you old?”

“No.”

At first, Kim Do-jin thought so too.

20s, 30s, 40s.

As the number in front changes, there are more days to reminisce about the past, and conversely, there are more days to escape from the present.

I didn’t want to admit it.

The fact that he was already past middle age and looking toward old age.

This phenomenon is especially noticeable among high-level hunters.

Why?

Because they don’t age easily.

Even if you take good care of yourself in your 40s, you can maintain your youthfulness to the point where you look like you’re in your late 20s, or at most, early 30s.

I masturbated endlessly.

Age is just a number.

But soon I realized that it wasn’t just comfort, it was the truth.

“Age, skin, physical ability…, all of these are factors that make you feel the passage of time. But the real thing is something else.”

“What is it?”

Something other than age, skin, or physical ability.

Kim Do-jin answered Caritas’ question, which was curious about that.

“Courage.”

“… Courage?”

Courage.

A strong spirit that overcomes fear.

“As people get older, they become more and more reluctant to try things.”

It was a natural thing.

Because the time left is shorter than when you were young, and there are more things to protect than when you were young.

Those who choose an obvious outcome over something whose success or failure is uncertain due to the limits being lowered even further.

Those whose development has stopped because of it.

“Personally, I think they are old.”

Kim Do-jin’s index finger pointed to Caritas.

“Just like inspiration.”

“… … .”

My heart felt pounding.

But that’s it.

Caritas has flatly denied his comments.

“That’s sophistry. You’re saying that you’re old because you pursue safety? Do you think you can fool me with that kind of talk?”

“You misunderstood what I said.”

Kim Do-jin did not mean to describe the pursuit of safety as old age.

It refers to the act of stubbornly choosing safety even when faced with a moment where you have to choose a challenge over safety.

“It’s the same now. After fighting for thousands or tens of thousands of years, I think it’s time to try something else, but my grandfather doesn’t even want to listen.”

They fought for a time that was too long for humans to even begin to fathom.

Did they come out and fight each other directly?

no.

They have always used humans as their agents and made them fight for them.

“How many more people have to fight and die as gladiators in your arbitrarily constructed colosseum before you come to your senses?”

Sometimes I couldn’t get that thought out of my mind.

Feel like a slave gladiator fighting in the Colosseum created by God.

Of course, I have gained and am enjoying a lot because of this power, but I am sitting on the edge of a cliff.

If you lose and die in a single fight, you lose everything. It’s an all-or-nothing choice.

Anyway, if you make one mistake, you lose everything.

So, Kim Do-jin wanted to make things even more exciting.

“I’ve already broken the taboo you guys are talking about twice.”

He succeeded in possessing two powers that no one had ever been able to achieve, and in understanding the principles of the fall that had not been clearly revealed.

“Isn’t that enough grounds to pursue a challenge rather than safety at least once?”

“… … .”

“… … .”

“… … .”

The three silent gods.

This was enough whipping.

Now it’s time to throw the carrot.

The carrot he dangles is the future.

The most brilliant future a god can dream of.

“The moment I gather all my powers into one, I will make your presence known to the world. And I will build a temple in your honor.”

A look of surprise flashes through their eyes, which had been filled with confusion.

“Then, you will all remain as splendid gods worshipped by humans. You will no longer have to fear the seal, and you will live with your body filled with divine power through human worship.”

It’s not an impossible story.

No, it’s quite plausible.

Kim Do-jin, who holds all powers, will become the only apostle representing the fourteen gods.

And through his presence and power, you will realize the existence of God.

A distant power that cannot be reached will arouse a longing for the gods, and they will come to the temple and call my name, pouring out holy praises.

“Ugh.”

“Ah, um.”

“Haaa.”

Kim Do-jin was struck by the sight of the gods each breathing happily with their own thoughts.

“So choose. Will you join hands with me and begin the challenge for a bright future? Or will you continue to fight like you have done so far, for thousands, tens of thousands, maybe even tens, millions of years?”

Those who are troubled.

There is a saying that a handshake is the end of a fight.

To prevent this, Kim Do-jin delivered a decisive blow.

“It took tens of thousands of years for the country to appear before you.”

If you let me go, will there be a next time for you?

“Even if there is, how long will it take? Thousands of years? Tens of thousands of years? Maybe tens or millions of years?”

Their faces become haggard as the number of units increases.

Even a god who has lived for eternity would find it difficult to handle that amount of time.

A moment of choice that may be the first and last in a new life.

They finally came up with an answer.

* * *

Consciousness returns.

The garden filled with blooming flowers disappears, and a battlefield filled with terrible screams unfolds once again.

Mentally, it felt like a long time had passed, but in reality, it was just a moment.

That’s why nothing changed.

The only thing that has changed is her and me.

“Dojin-ssi… .”

I inject energy into Sophia’s body without hesitation as she calls me with a dying voice.

Black energy drips from the mouth of the greed that was coiled around her body and seeps into her affected area.

“Ugh…, ahh…!”

The wound turns black and a painful moan escapes her lips.

okay.

This is like poison to her.

However, depending on how you use it, poison can also be used as medicine.

She looked up at me with her eyes on the verge of freezing and spoke with difficulty.

“I want to live…”

The greed that seeps into the body reacts to the desire that has been drawn up from the lower abdomen and stretches.

A black aura that spreads throughout the body in an instant.

This is induced and thoroughly controlled so as not to clash with the power of mercy that she possesses.

“Direct power to the left.”

“Okay… Okay.”

The power of mercy that was located in the center of her body moves to the left according to her will.

Soon, the air of greed settles on the empty right side.

The process of settling in wasn’t that difficult.

Because the energy that had already responded to her desire had accepted her body as its new home.

The real problem comes next.

A wall must be built to prevent the two energies, divided left and right, from invading or colliding at will.

The material of the wall is, of course, magic.

It was when she was trying to push the pure magical power she had gathered, excluding the aura of greed, into her body to build a thin but strong wall.

“What are you trying to do now?”

Oman, who had been watching quietly, sensed Chris Emir’s uneasiness and reached out.

It seems like my apostle whispered something to me.

The energy that had just passed by and scratched Sophia and me without mercy was aimed at us again.

Kukukukukuku…!

A huge spear that flies in, roughly tearing through the air.

I was taken aback a little while ago, but now it’s different.

“Eat that, greed.”

Saaah-

After permission was granted, the giant snake, Tammang, finally revealed itself to everyone.

The guy with his mouth open swallowed the spear that was going into his maw whole.

Just like the boa constrictor that swallowed the elephant in a fairy tale.

Gulp!

“… What is this.”

“Hey.”

He warns the guy who seems to be very flustered and is hesitating.

“If you’re going to run away, run away now.”

Because soon you won’t be able to run away even if you want to.

“Bullshit!”

Chris reaches out again, ignoring the kind advice.

As black energy began to pour out of the guy’s hands.

A gray beam of light suddenly shot out and passed through the guy’s body.

“Ugh…?!”

A guy staggering around, clutching his punctured chest.

“That’s right, I told you to run away quickly.”

I gave you advice because I have some feelings for you since we spent time together.

While the guy was confused by the attack he didn’t understand.

“Haaa.”

Sophia, who had been lying down, sits up, takes a deep breath, and then vomits.

“You were right.”

Her smile was visible beneath the veil that had been lifted slightly by the wind that happened to blow.

“It’s a hundred, a thousand times better to be alive than to be dead.”

The smile of the resurrected saint, no, Sophia Saintes, was truly beautiful.

Enough to make me want to rewind the memories and watch it again and again.