Pick Me Up-Episode 355
3. The First dream(10)
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Time passes..
Boy declared time limit is 40 years.
In other words, Aaron must somehow get the answer..
One of the things you have to do is.
Break through the wall and move on to the next level.
Or dig into your hidden memories to confirm your true identity.
‘The former is impossible.’
Aaron recognizes it..
It was the result of decades of acceptance..
His talent can never cross the wall.
If so, there's one option left..
‘I need to get my memory back..’
What put himself out of the Exit-free maze.
Why, as opposed to the goal of returning home to meet your sister Whether it's moving.
Of course, even if you know, it doesn't change your routine much.
At best, reduce the time to poke the window and increase the time to write letters Degree.
[I have a purpose to be strong.]
Purpose to become stronger.
At first, I thought I wanted to help you..
Dangerous moments, how much if you can help your colleagues with your own strength I thought it was good..
‘It wasn't..’
You have to be honest..
Here is the name of the pretense or burn to look good to others Not necessary.
So I decided to admit it..
In fact, hanging out with a colleague is just a matter of name.
It's a boon to the waiting room, and it's a means to become stronger and defeat the enemy It was just..
That in itself is not the purpose.
Then we must return to the purest heart.
The first time, when a hero named Aaron was summoned to the waiting room, he wanted more than anything else. What is the thing.
There was only one..
Going Home.
Work with colleagues.
The days of swinging spears and sweating.
Risking your life and fighting the enemy before your eyes.
All of this was just a process to fulfill the dream of 'returning home'.
‘You did it..’
Aaron will be sad if a close colleague dies in a fight..
But it doesn't stop..
Because the true purpose is continuing.
‘But no matter how much you fight, you can't go back home.…….’
It's different..
Aaron is desperate..
I will give up moving forward.
No matter who persuades you, it's useless..
Aaron saw some of the forgotten memories, during the two-star promotion ceremony.
It tells Aaron that if he becomes stronger, he can return home. Gave an even more intense conviction.
From then on, Aaron was unstoppable..
“You've been crazy..”
Aaron spoke alone..
Inside a dark room with closed windows.
He relies on a candle to write a letter.
There is a detailed record of your name, history, and why you need to be strong There were.
At first, it was a few lines less than a letter..
That alone allowed him to realize the purpose of coming here.
But over time, the content gradually grew longer.
Only one or two sheets did not realize the purpose.
Decades of time have undercut most memories and emotions.
The memories and events that followed Aaron's summons were blurry..
Somehow, it's a matter of course..
Life in the waiting room was only a year old.
It cannot control Aaron's entire life.
“…….”
Aaron reads the letter down..
[I have a reason to be strong..]
The reason it was a few lines is hundreds of lines.
No matter how long you write and read, you don't feel any emotion.
[For you..]
[For Jenna Yang.]
[For Iolka sheep.]
[For the Master.]
[For Sragin.]
There are other names and characters that do not come to mind.
The memories of those people are then written in verse.
What happened with your brother.
What he did to himself.
What He made him a mistake.
Various life crises and deaths of colleagues.
Other events and impressions.
“Sorry, brother..”
Aaron apologized.
His face no longer reminds me.
“A person's memory was so poor. I'm sorry, Miss Jenna. Ms. Iolka. Everyone Else.”
Poke.
The letter is torn.
Aaron tore each and every piece of paper he had been using for hours..
Corner of the room.
Prefabricated bookshelves have been written over the years It's piled up..
Aaron took those letters out..
Tear.
Burn it..
Throw it away.
I disposed of it cheaply..
Because it's false.
It was proof that he had deceived his mind..
‘It was a piece..’
Again, Aaron sits in front of the bookshelf..
Take a sheet of capacious drawing paper and spread it on your desk.
He moistened the feather pen sufficiently in ink, and then began to draw a picture.
Large circles.
Two eyes in it. Nose and mouth one by one.
It's a picture that anyone who knows it has to laugh if they see it. Level was.
Actually, yes..
Her sister used to laugh at what this was like..
Still..
I drew it hard in my own way..
Aaron had no dexterity whatever.
Even if you play to give and receive the ball, you can miss it..
When I painted the picture, the friends around me laughed loudly.
Every time I was in hide-and-seek or tagging..
Anyway, the sense of movement was disastrous.
The majority don't even recognize that this picture is a human face.
Two small circles in a circle, one vertical and one horizontal.
If you take a closer look, you'll see that each is an eye, a nose, and a mouth..
When she said this was your face, she was pretty angry..
He said he was making fun of him, and he tapped Aaron's shoulder..
But it seems.
Look at it very closely..
They say it's the mind's eye..
That's what you can see with your eyes.
I see my sister's face smiling..
So,
Aaron spent 30 minutes painting.
One piece that is not known whether it is a picture or a doodle.
But one picture made me feel more sure than hundreds of letters.
‘I didn't forget you..’
Above all, it was unmistakable evidence.
Aaron smiled a heartfelt smile after a long time.
She framed her sister's picture and hung it on the wall.
The next day.
“What is this crap??”
When I return from training, the boy is flapping the paper..
It's a portrait of his sister, which Aaron drew with all his soul..
“I told you to keep your mind straight. Why are you doing this graffiti? Why do you put graffiti on a picture frame again? Are you sane??”
Buk.
The boy tore the portrait in half..
“……!”
Kudantang.
The boy's unexpected surprise.
“Are you crazy! Hey!”
“Turn it back! My sister.!”
“What is this about your sister! It's just garbage graffiti.!”
“I'm not kidding.!”
Anyway.
From that day, Aaron's room was decorated with graffiti, no, family portraits.
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From then on..
Aaron began to dream.
Sleep is Something that cannot be in this world.
I was just lying with my eyes closed, trying to break my thoughts..
But it changed..
If Aaron is lying in bed with a blanket, sometimes there is a disconnect of consciousness Woke up.
Dream.
It's supposed to be a lucid dream..
In that strange world, Aaron was conscious.
Consciousness moves from the real world to the fantasy world.
When I opened my eyes, I saw it..
A small house perched on a winding dirt road and beyond the road.
Smoke is coming from the chimney of the house.
I can't wait to see if I'm baking bread..
‘It's home..’
Unforgettable.
If you open the door and go inside, Nina will greet him..
Aaron, a merchant, often left town to trade goods. was.
When you get home, Nina always bakes bread for Aaron.
Nostalgic landscape with tears ping stone.
Aaron walks down the dirt road..
Warmth of air. The inner sound of the pool. House of familiar shape, built of brick. Fragrant smell of smoke and bread.
‘Yeah..’
This was it..
That was the only thing Aaron wanted..
Open that door and go inside.
Aaron walks.
The pace turned like a half-beat..
I ran down the dirt road and arrived in front of the closed door..
“Nina!”
Aaron opened the door.
It doesn't matter if the door is broken..
with power. All right..
“My brother is back.……!”
Rumbling!
“……?”
The door doesn't open..
Rattling. Rumbling. Rumbling.
He shook the doorknob from side to side and pulled it.
Closed doors did not budge.
“Nina, it's me! It's me.!”
Bang! Stomping!
Aaron knocks on the door with his fist..
“Open it up.!”
You'll hear it from inside..
I can't know..
I'm gonna say it's loud..
And the door…….
I don't open it..
“……?!”
What is it?.
The door is closed..
He knocked, pounded, and later kicked..
You can break it. If I could open this door.
You can call a carpenter separately to fix it..
So open it up..
Open the door.!
Bang!
Aaron kicked the door..
The door didn't lock..
At best, it's a wooden door..
‘What is it?.’
Aaron was out of his mind and lifted a large rock near the door.
I throw rocks at the door..
Bang!
With a loud sound, the door shimmers like a crack.
It didn't shake, it didn't break..
Again and again, I threw it until my body was sweaty, but the door was intact..
“Nina, can't you hear? I'm Aaron.!”
I keep yelling outside, but it doesn't open..
Aaron, rushed, went back to the window next to him..
Looked between the curtains.
Small kitchen.
A girl with an apron is baking bread in the oven.
“hmmmmmmmmmmmm~♬”
A cheerful hum flows out.
A girl is decorating vegetables and fruits on a plate with her back.
I'm waiting for my brother to come back soon..
Thump! Thump!
Aaron knocked on the glass window..
The window is locked inside..
“Nina!”
I cried out again and again.
She shouts so that her throat bursts, but the girl doesn't look back..
Bang!
Lifted the sharp stone and lowered the glass.
Fine. Why not. Why?.
Again and again, again and again, I pulled down the glass window with a stone..
Blood flowed from the half-stripped nail, but I didn't care..
“……Why.”
Aaron waited.
Bread will be baked sometime.
The girl's dish for the family will soon be completed.
If so, the girl will look back..
To line up dishes on the table.
“…….”
Bread in the oven is not baked.
“hmmmmmmmmmmmm~♬”
The girl's hum doesn't end.
The girl in the apron looked back.
This is a closed world of the future..
A sister waiting for her family can't greet her brother forever.
My brother, who wants to go home, can't open that door forever..
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It's been 100 years since I came here..
Every day, Aaron dreamed a dream.
There was more time to live in dreams than time to swing and stab a spear.
Dreams don't change.
Aaron just keeps knocking on doors that don't open..
Dreams do not change.
It's just patched..
From Nightmare to Nightmare.
The buds of forgotten memories bloom.
Stretch the stem and release the leaves.
The last thing that appears is a bud.
I'm waiting for piggy..
And finally.
Ebon Flowers bloom.
Aaron regained his forgotten memories..
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What is the Happiness of the Underdog.
Something like a sand castle on the beach.
The whims of the waves disappear into one.
Become a grain of sand and scatter it..
What is the Happiness of the Underdog.
It's just a daydream that will end one day..
That's not happiness..
If you can't keep it, it's not happiness..
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Burning Sky.
Young men and girls run.
He ran with his hands in his hands..
A young man named Aaron looked at the sky.
The clear sky is red as if covered with blood.
It was clearly daytime now.
The sky should have been blue except for the sun and a few clouds.
It was blazing with ebon flames.
The sky is burning.
How to express this.
Everyone in the church wished and prayed for the mercy of the goddess.
But the mercy and salvation you hoped for does not come down.
The twin goddesses of purity and mercy who loved humans and loved the world He didn't appear anywhere..
Everyone said.
Everyone said.
The end of the world is coming..
This is the end of the world..
‘……I'm chagrined..’
Aaron shook it off..
What's the end?.
What's the end?.
When I was a child, I relied on my parents and my sister..
It was hard and painful..
But Aaron did not give up.
I did whatever I could..
I went out into the city and stole a piece of bread..
He was a pickpocket, and he paid a garbage dump called the captain..
Of course, Aaron, who has no dexterity, will be hung and beaten to death. There were a lot of times..
So, like a bad luck, I collected money and started a business..
I sold anything I could sell..
Intangible or tangible.
If I'm starving, I like it..
But I have a sister at home..
Weak from birth, she found it hard to endure a rough life.
‘What is happiness??’
Even when I was young, my brother and sister were happy..
They had parents who cared for their children.
Father and mother were affectionate.
The occupation of parents is both merchant.
I used to buy and sell things to and from nearby cities and towns.
There was also a cozy shop in the village.
You have to say that your brother and sister were quite well-off..
But happiness is too easy to scatter.
On the way to the city, they met a group of bandits.
Their life ended there.
‘That's it..’
Brother and sister lost everything.
Lost all happiness.
No.
They were mistaken for being happy.
From the beginning they were not happy.
The happiness of the weak is not happiness.
Happiness that can't be kept is not happiness.
‘If dad was strong, mom was strong..’
If you had the power to defeat the bandits
If they had a spear, a knife, and the skills to handle it, they would have been able to handle it..
I didn't steal happiness..
I mean,.
‘Then, our happiness is…….’
It was an illusion from the beginning..
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