Became a tyrant of defense games - Episode 788
788. [LAST STAGE] The Devil and the Witch
《…….》
There was a long silence..
After a while, the stiff demon king asked back in a panic..
《Are you saving me? you?》
His voice was full of unprecedented confusion..
《What kind of nonsense is that??》
“…….”
I took another breath..
“Don’t be mistaken, Demon Lord. You deserve your punishment..”
《…….》
“My world has suffered irreparable damage due to your wicked play. I suffered a wound that will never heal. You must pay for your evil deeds.”
To him who seemed even more uncertain, I spoke out the following words clearly, word by word..
“However - your salvation coincidentally overlaps with the path I am about to take. The way I save my world and the salvation you seek lie along the same line..”
《…….》
“That's why I'm going to save you, Demon King..”
I slowly raised my hand and squeezed it..
“If you prove your worth and help me the best you can..”
《……Haha.》
The Demon King, who was laughing out loud, gestured with his chin..
《This is ridiculous nonsense... … Do you know what my salvation is??》
“…….”
《Okay, please explain. What path are you trying to take, and at the end is my salvation??》
I stared at the devil.
“From now on, I am leaving for the spirit world. And there, I will save one person.”
As he continued, cracks spread across the Demon King's relaxed face..
“The one you've been searching for for eons.”
《……what?》
He let out an angry cry.
《That can't be possible, don't talk nonsense.!》
“…….”
《She wasn't there, not in the royal world, not in the underworld, not in the spirit world in between, not anywhere! Do you think I didn't look into it? I scanned all the skies, seas, and lands in the world. But she didn't exist!》
I was quietly listening to the demon king shouting hysterically..
《So, it's a nightmare. She must have been sealed in the filth of monsters collected by this cursed nation.!》
“…….”
《Because the people of this country defined her as a ‘monster’ and ‘exterminated’ her! Because the people of this country kept all the monsters they killed in their nightmares.!》
“…….”
《So I deliberately put this country in hell! This means that the people of this country have been searching through the nightmares they have collected for eons! to find and save her…….》
From the demon king's body, a terrifying evil energy that had never been experienced before spread out in all directions..
The Demon King roared, covering the entire castle with his black energy..
《To find her and corrupt her soul once and for all.!》
“…….”
《But, what? You know her whereabouts that not even I know about? Stop talking nonsense.-》
“A thousand years ago from now. That person was definitely called a ‘monster’ and was driven out..”
I smiled bitterly and explained..
“Now it's called by a different name.”
《what…….》
“Now in this world, the name that person is called…….”
To the confused Demon King, I slowly revealed his true identity..
“……‘'Goddess'.”
Not long ago, I went to see that person and heard it in person.…….
I slowly remembered a very old story..
***
a thousand years ago.
small village next to the lake.
Humans lived here in small villages..
The human race was unable to form a decent nation and was torn apart, living in villages and villages..
This was because they were persecuted and treated as slaves by other powerful tribal nations..
Other races could use magic, but humans could not..
The races selected by foreign powers rapidly developed civilizations by receiving magical power from their respective race's guardian beasts. But the humans were not chosen..
In the end, the human race was at the bottom, taking on the chores of other races, and surviving as the smallest and weakest race..
The woman was born and raised in a small village next to this lake..
Catch fish from the lake, and cut wood from the nearby forest. Herding livestock on a small field and a few pastures. It was such an unremarkable small town..
Although other ethnic countries often demanded excessive taxes and visited to behave abusively..
The woman had no complaints about that reality..
Because I was already used to living like that. Because everything was a natural sight.
Because humans were born as slaves.
The woman married a simple and kind man who was born and raised in the village, and she also had a cute son with him..
The woman considered herself happy and had no complaints about her life..
There was just one worry..
father suffering from mania.
After my grandmother, who also suffered from mania, passed away, my father inherited her grandmother's mania... … . I turned into a crazy person who was always muttering strange nonsense..
Currently, I was living alone in a small cabin built in a corner of the lake, without anyone looking for me..
Only the woman visited her father periodically, gave him meals, and took care of any inconveniences in his life..
My father's symptoms became increasingly serious. Inside the hut, parchment filled with symbols and spells of unknown meaning lined the walls and filled the floor..
Although she was worried about her father's condition, she was basically a bright and cheerful person. She spent each day without much worry..
It was like that that day too.
The woman brought a meal and visited the cabin where her father was staying. The woman opened the door briskly..
“Father, I'm here! Did you have a meal? Cook something new today…….”
The woman had to stop talking..
hut center.
My father was dying quietly in a pool of blood, with a knife cut on his wrist..
“father?!”
The panicked woman rushed over to try to stop the bleeding from her father's wounds, but it was already too late..
The father must have recognized his daughter even as he was dying, and muttered in a dying voice..
“I'm sorry, daughter.…….”
“Father, no! not……!”
“I'm sorry for passing on this terrible curse.…….”
Tuk.
My father's head tilted forward..
The woman looked at her dead father in despair. She suddenly came to her and she was in such an unexpected situation that she didn't know what to do..
It was then.
《Is this the end?.》
A voice came from behind.
When the startled woman turned around, there was… … A huge figure made of shadows was bending down, looking at the devastation inside the hut..
《I had more tenacity than my mother, but I couldn't last long..》
The startled woman ran backwards, shaking, and asked in a trembling voice:.
“Well, you… … who……?”
《aha. Speaking of which, I guess I should first say hello to my new victim..》
The shadow spread its arms and politely bowed..
《The devil who makes things happen, the master of monkey hands, the constellation that jumps... … . Well, there are many nicknames. Everyone used to call me this.》
The white mouth of the shadow's face opened like a crack, showing a long smile..
《It's the devil.》
“Devil……?”
To the woman who was shaking because she did not understand the situation, the Demon King spoke in a kind voice..
《Your distant ancestors prayed to me. There is something he definitely wants to accomplish, so he asked for ‘endless time’ so he could accomplish it..》
“…….”
《Anyway, why are there so many idiots who give all kinds of reasons and ultimately hope for eternal life?!》
The Demon King, slightly irritated, thrust his index finger toward the woman..
《So, I counter-proposed to your ancestors how about giving ‘endless time’ to their descendants from generation to generation, and your ancestors readily agreed. And so your clan spends endless time... … Obtained the ‘Curse of Return’.》
“Of regression… … curse……?”
A woman mumbled in confusion in front of words she couldn't quite understand..
The Demon King nodded..
《Now you have inherited the curse of regression. You, your son, his child, and on and on… … You must forever pay for the mistakes your ancestors made..》
The woman still couldn't quite understand the situation..
“My ancestors, and my father, gained that time... … What on earth was he trying to do??”
《Hehe, that's another fun part.…….》
The Demon King shrugged his shoulders humorously..
《It's not fun if I tell you. It looks like your father left a record, so look for it carefully..》
“…….”
《Now then, what tragedy and corruption will you show me... … I'm looking forward to it.》
The Demon King's gigantic body slowly disappeared..
《I will always be watching. What kind of destruction will you lead to?…….》
After all the shadows disappear.
With a devastated face, the woman could only look at the place where the demon king had been and then at the body of her father, who had collapsed and died..
***
After my father's funeral.
The woman stopped by her father's cabin again..
As before, my father's cabin was filled with parchment with indecipherable shapes and characters scribbled haphazardly on it..
The woman carefully organized the parchment and stacked the books..
Meanwhile, I found a bunch of notes written in readable characters..
“Did your father write it?……?”
Perhaps written before my father's mania worsened, the note, written in a relatively gentle handwriting, had the following written at the beginning:.
“…….”
The woman traced the following sentence with her hand..
Although he learned to read from his father when he was young, he did not use letters after that and was practically illiterate. He found it difficult to read one sentence at a time..
“For the human race to escape slavery... … We need magic lights too…….”
The moment you try to read the next sentence.
crying-
The sound of a young boy crying was heard from afar. he was a woman's son.
The startled woman put the note away and ran back to her house to take care of her son..
Her young son and her life of working and earning a living each day were more important to her than these difficult-to-understand notes..
…….
time has passed.
The woman tried to review her father's research several times, but failed every time. Because her knowledge was limited and she had no sense of mission for the research her predecessors had inherited,.
The number of visits to my father's cabin gradually decreased. Once a week, once a month, once a year…….
Life was hard, the child grew up quickly, and time passed in the blink of an eye..
Before she knew it, the woman had forgotten her father's cabin. She forgot the Curse of Return. She forgot the existence of the devil.
I sealed the events of that day away in the blurry memories of my youth and forgot them..
…….
decades later.
The woman lying on the warm bed smiled peacefully among her grandchildren, great-grandchildren, and great-great-granddaughters surrounding her..
“Everyone came because it was time for Grandma to go.…….”
It wasn't a bad life.
It was ordinary but peaceful. I had someone I loved, and I worked hard to build a life..
I saw many more children, and those children gave birth to more children.…….
The clan prospered..
And as proof of her hard work, her descendants flocked in like a cloud upon her deathbed..
With a proud heart, the woman looked at each and every person who came to see her off..
And in the meantime…….
Smirk.
Smiling with open white mouth.
I discovered a shadow-like figure too late..
“……!”
The woman's face immediately turned pale..
She raised her shaking hand and pointed to the shadow..
“Well, you… … you are……!”
Everyone in the room looked at him in surprise, but they couldn't see anything in their eyes..
A gigantic evil entity that smiles evilly, spreads its arms and spreads its shadow... … didn't see it at all.
“What are you talking about, mother? there's nothing there…….”
While her son was laughing and talking, the woman could not breathe.
This was because the Demon King had approached her before she knew it, put his face close to hers, and whispered like a snake..
《Was ordinary life enjoyable??》
“……!”
《Well, it's time to go back..》
As soon as she opened her eyes, the woman took her last breath.…….
***
click. click. click.
The gray magic power rotated, making a sound as if some mechanism was engaging backwards..
***
“-Heo Eok!”
The woman with her eyes wide open let out a rough breath..
“Heo-eok, heo-eok, heo-eok?!”
She broke into a cold sweat and looked around, barely able to catch her breath..
Apparently, just a moment ago, I was lying on a bed surrounded by my family..
This place now... … It was the cabin where his father committed suicide by slitting his wrists..
“Uh, how……?”
The woman muttered helplessly because she couldn't believe it..
Check your young hands, clean and without a single wrinkle..
Next, I look at my father's dead body in a pool of blood..
《The way the curse manifests itself in your clan is all different... … Indeed, are you like this? When you die, you return to ‘this time’..》
A familiar voice was heard.
I was startled and turned around to see a huge shadow - the Demon King laughing under his breath..
《I said it right? this is a curse.》
“…….”
《You don't even have the right to die the way you want..》
Looking into the trembling eyes of the woman, the Demon King was filled with joy..
《Now, what can you do during this ‘endless time’… … Show me what tragedy of despair and frustration you will write your endless life with.!》
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