Became a tyrant of defense games - Episode 791
791. [LAST STAGE] Declaration of treason
In this way, an infinite life was repeated again for the woman..
Collect the guardian trees of the four races and make small saplings..
Return to your hometown and plant a tree.
In return, they die by being stoned and burned at the stake..
《corrupted…….》
Watching the journey of a woman who made a meaningless sacrifice, the demon king was now pleading..
《It means to be corrupted.!》
The woman no longer even glanced at the demon king..
Just silently repeating my life.
《Why doesn't it break? Why don't you give up??》
The one who couldn't bear it was the devil.
《Why on earth……?!》
After jumping off the constellation and becoming an intermediary.
The Demon King has never once failed to corrupt his opponent..
I have deceived countless lives and watched their souls become defiled in the mud. Observing all those tragedies up close was the devil's pleasure and reason for existence..
Any noble soul would eventually break in the face of endless trials..
No matter how great one's intentions are and one climbs a mountain of great height for a long time, one eventually loses one's footing and falls into the valley of corruption..
The Demon King enjoyed watching the fall. The higher and steeper the mountain of asceticism was, the sweeter the fall was..
But what about this woman? What is this little thing like?.
To a subject that is like a small, tiny ant. Aren't I carrying a task dozens of times bigger than my body, endlessly moving it back up the hill even though it's being crushed?.
“…….”
The woman planted a tree.
He sacrificed his life to plant the tree that would end his life. endlessly, over and over again.
…….
The woman didn't know it, but in reality, this act was not meaningless..
The tree has already taken root.
The guardian tree of the tribe is structured with its stem in this world and its roots in the spirit world..
Even if time was turned back, Everblack's roots could continue to grow because it was connected to the flow of time and the spirit world..
Trees were planted over and over again, and the combined roots expanded endlessly below the spirit world. With each episode, Everblack got a little bigger and stronger..
So when the woman was stoned and burned countless times by humans,.
The human tree was larger than any other tree and was able to extend its strong roots to the bottom of the spirit world..
***
And, finally, the moment came.
The moment when a woman's soul is completely shattered.
“…….”
Summer day. hut.
The woman who opened her eyes had a hunch.
That his soul has reached its limit. This is the last time.
When the woman left the hut to begin her final journey, regaining her senses..
“mom?”
met his son.
For some reason, my son's eyes were shaking more than usual..
“…….”
The words I wanted to say echoed inside me countless times, but I held them in and.
The woman quietly hugged her son and whispered in the sweetest tone possible..
“Don't forget that your mom will always love you.”
And the son quietly watched the back of the woman leaving..
Even though he stumbles and shakes, he follows his mother's back as she heads towards the direction she needs to go..
…….
decades later.
The woman, who had now forgotten how to walk, returned to her hometown, almost crawling, leaning on a cane..
‘tree…….’
Those words remained in the broken woman's mind like a mission..
‘Trees should be planted…….’
And, the moment the woman loses her cane and collapses forward..
someone hugged her.
The woman raises her blurred eyes and looks ahead.…….
“You're back, mother..”
Likewise, my son, now an old man, was waiting there..
No, it wasn't just my son..
The children born to the son, and the children born to the son…….
But he was standing there with a determined expression, waiting for her..
The woman was perplexed, as this had never happened in her past life..
“Come on, mother. Come here.”
While carrying the woman to the hut,.
My son explained it carefully..
“In fact, I've always had a feeling of déjà vu ever since I was young. I often felt like this world had been repeated over and over again. Not just me, but my son too. My grandchildren too.”
“…….”
“Then I discovered the research and journal my mother left here. And only then did I understand everything.”
Because I was born as a vessel to contain curses in the future..
All descendants of the clan had the gift of 'time' and felt a sense of déjà vu in the repetitive world..
My son awkwardly explained.
“I understand what my mother has been doing all this time..”
“…….”
“What an arduous battle you have been fighting on your own, Mother..”
He made the woman, who didn't even have the strength left to lift a finger, sit down..
My son smiled softly.
“Don't carry it alone anymore.”
“…….”
“we are family.”
The woman looked around at her sons, grandchildren, and grown family surrounding her..
The son carefully took the thorn sapling that was in the woman's hand..
And, he always took the seedlings to the spot where the woman had repeatedly planted them. Her grandchildren had already dug up the soil and smoothed it out..
“No, if you plant that tree…….”
The woman stammered with a trembling voice..
“You, your children, all of us... … You'll be burned and stoned…….”
“are you okay.”
My son didn't hesitate.
“Now we will hurt together too.”
The woman's children planted saplings.
The roots and saplings that had already extended into the spirit world merged, and the thorn tree increased its magical power. The overflowing magical power gushes like a fountain and pours out into the world..
With his back turned to the bright magical light, the son smiled at the woman..
“Connected, together.”
A surge of magical power resided in the children’s bodies..
Among them, the first thing the son, who was able to accept and manipulate magical power for the first time in human history, did was use the purest magical energy drawn from the spirit world.…….
He took the curse from his mother's soul and made it reside in himself..
Click, click, click.
The gray magic that stayed inside the woman swirled and moved into her son's body..
“Ughhh……!”
however.
By the woman's generation, the karma accumulated by the curse had become so large and bloated. It's so much that her son can't handle it alone..
“Demon King!”
The son, who was already aware of the devil's existence, shouted.
“The curse of our clan... … Let it flow, not stagnate!”
《…….》
“Connect our clan from generation to generation. Even so, let me bear this curse..”
The devil quietly looked down at the woman's son who was heading to hell on his own, and at his children..
“Even so, rest in peace to my mother.”
《…….》
After the agony silence passed.
《I am a devil who grants wishes. He is the owner of the monkey hand..》
Despite finding a new victim, the devil's voice was somehow not very excited..
《I will grant your wish. Now, from your generation to the distant future, your clan is connected..》
I just said it calmly.
《The manifestation of the curse occurs only once per generation, but you must be together through the entire process. You will be confined together without any afterlife or reincarnation..》
“…….”
《You must watch with open eyes the entire journey of your future generations' suffering as they return, and suffer with you forever. That is your ‘connection’.》
“doesn't care.”
My son laughed hard..
“If the price of bringing light to the world is misfortune, the best thing to do is to share even a little of that misfortune... … Because it would be a humane thing to do.”
The curse spreads..
The curse is connected.
Beyond the son, to the child. And to the child in his arms…….
The woman who was watching what was happening before her eyes spoke out with difficulty..
“Son, why... … . I tried so hard not to pass on this curse.…….”
“It's okay, mom..”
The son placed his hand on the thorn tree that was beginning to grow tall..
“This magic lighthouse showed me the future.”
“future……?”
“yes.”
My son smiled brightly and whispered.
“In a future generation far, far away, a child will be born who will finally break this curse..”
The village became noisy from afar..
Angry crowds began to flock to the hut in droves. His son calmly nodded his head..
“Not only are they cursed, but they discriminate against each other based on their power and race and rule each other as slaves... … A child who will cut off and change this world itself..”
While telling such a dream-like story, the son quietly held his mother's hand..
“Surely, I will be born.”
***
The woman and her son were burned together..
They burned to death together in a hail of stones. He died while being pointed at as a witch, a monster, and a cursed member of the clan..
But the mother and son were not afraid. The two people held hands and looked at each other affectionately..
The rest of the clan succeeded in getting out of the village before that..
Now, they will have to wander the world forever and live as the successors of witches..
Connected to each other by the curse of return.
《…….》
The Demon King stood in the middle of the burning ground and looked down at the two corpses that had been reduced to ashes..
Freed from the shackles of the curse, the woman's soul would have been set free..
A suppressed voice came out through the devil's teeth..
《I lost this time.》
In the end, the devil was unable to corrupt her..
She did not pass on the curse to future generations with her own hands, nor did she destroy the world through resentment..
I just chose to disappear quietly and alone..
It was none other than her children who saved her from extinction. It was the seed she sowed in her world.
It was the first time he had witnessed the uncorrupted noble will, and it was the first defeat he had experienced in his life..
《Your soul passed through my hands still intact. But do you think I'm going to give up like this??》
The Demon King clenched his fist made of shadows..
《I will definitely find it again.》
Whether in the afterlife, reincarnated or reborn, wherever you are.…….
The devil decided to find her soul again..
《And this time... … This time!》
The devil swore.
《Definitely you... … Because I will corrupt you……!》
The only soul he could not corrupt.
The only soul that defeated him.
The black thorn tree she had grown was blooming with its stems over the world. The magic power that surged like a fountain began to bestow its blessings on all humans..
…….
…….
…….
And a thousand years passed.
***
today.
Lake Kingdom Area 10. voraciousness.
《That person died a witch.!》
The devil roared at me.
《After being pelted with stones with his entire body burned, he died a miserable death under a curse.!》
“…….”
《The disgusting people in that village, which would later be called the Lake Kingdom, called her a monster! The woman was recorded as the first monster exterminated by the Lake Kingdom.!》
The Demon King pointed to an empty glass sphere. The facility where all the nightmares of the Lake Kingdom were once captured..
《And that woman was nowhere to be found in the afterlife, and the Lake Kingdom bastards have sealed the monsters they exterminated in a national nightmare! Isn't it natural that she's trapped here?!》
“…….”
《But, she was revered as a goddess rather than a monster? It can't be! It can't be! How come…….》
“That is.”
I sighed softly..
“It's probably one of the cruelties of humanity..”
《……!》
“The person they called a witch, pointed at them, stoned them, and then burned them to death... … I worshiped him as a god out of necessity..”
I calmly relayed the story I heard from the goddess..
“She was consecrated as the race deity of humanity and assumed the role of providing eternal warmth to humanity's guardian beast..”
《Provide warmth……?》
“okay.”
A tribal god is, after all,.
It is just a cog in the wheel for the survival of the species..
“Since Everblack was an artificially created guardian tree, its roots did not have the ability to grow naturally in the spirit world. He gradually froze and died..”
《no way…….》
“Firewood was needed to provide warmth to the trees. And the collective unconscious of the human species found a scapegoat..”
The witch who first planted this tree.
She could not find rest even after death, was recorded as the first monster defeated by mankind, and was the first to be sealed in a nightmare..
By linking it with the 'goddess' in folk religion, it was elevated to the status of a tribal deity of mankind..
And she gladly took on the role..
“She felt that since she had planted the tree, it was her responsibility to maintain it. She's warming Everblack even now at the cost of burning out her own being.”
《…….》
“Forever, at the bottom of the spirit world.”
I added.
“Without anyone knowing its existence.”
What she is burning is literally herself. existence itself.
Of course, it cannot be recognized by anyone. Because she has already burned everything and is a 'non-existence'. Because even future possibilities are being burned and used as firewood..
‘She became the object of the abstract idea of 'goddess', but did not receive the full light or praise.…….
He was such a foolish person who made unconditional sacrifices..
《When alive, it transmits magical light, and when dead, it maintains that light... … Does it mean that it has become just such a device?.》
The devil sighed.
《How... … How foolish, what a foolish woman she is. Even if you sacrifice until the very end... … Just because you're noble, what's left for you?…….》
I nodded slightly..
“I am her descendant. She is the one who inherited the curse of return. That's why I was the only one who recognized her.”
《…….》
“And now. I am leaving for the spirit world. To save the goddess.”
The Demon King glared at me fiercely..
《Player, what do you want??》
“…….”
《I said I would save her. But how on earth can she be saved? And saving her probably isn't your ultimate goal either..》
“…….”
《Say it. What you're really after... … What is it??》
After taking a deep breath.
“my real purpose.”
Finally-
I declared.
“This tragedy called destruction is destroying the system itself..”
《……!》
“In other words.”
With my arms crossed, I raised the corners of my mouth..
“To you foreigners, to this entire universe... … I'm going to rebel.”
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