648 Episode 18 Father (6)

In the <Star Stream>, everything exists as a story.

What kind of tone he uses, what actions he does, and what kind of expressions he makes.

A skill that deceives the incarnations by copying the shell, and even deceives the <Star Stream>.

However, this skill ultimately failed to follow the essence of the story.

However, the awakened [Incite] made that impossible possible to some extent.

The skill I'm using now was proof of that.

Reading the story of someone's life, internalizing the story, and calling myself 'that person' with [Incite].

In other words, it was close to a kind of [stage painting] with my body as the background.

The sentences Shin Yoosoung endured flowed through my head in real time, and I was living the scene once again.

The difference is that it is not 'Shin Yoosoung' and 'Queen Mirabad' who are reproducing the story now, but 'I' and the 'Ancient Nagak'.

Blood poured from my nose with the feeling of a push shot.

This was the feeling of connecting with the monster. The sense [taming] that Shin Yoosoung always repeated.

Oh oh oh.

The Ancient Nagak resisted by waving its legs randomly, and I did not let go of the bond of sympathy while avoiding its attack.

It felt like one mind had differentiated into two bodies.

At that moment, I was the Ancient Nagak, and the Ancient Nagak was me.

My heart that wants to tame the Ancient Nagak and the Ancient Nagak that fears me.

Two hearts were coexisting.

Like when I heard the language of the puppies one day, countless sentences rushed into my head.

Words that are more like screams.

It was only then that the expression on the boy's face, which I could hardly read, caught my eye.

I've always thought he was laughing at me or being dangerous.

But he was afraid of me. Not exactly me, but Shin Yoosoung.

6th-grade monsters are scary to early incarnations. However, from the point of view of the constellations, incarnations and 6th-grade monsters were the same bugs.

A constellation is, after all, a constellation.

They are here to see the story. I and the Ancient Nagak had to spend our lives for them to survive.

We were the same.

It seemed that it would finally understand.

Blood came out of my nose once again. My head felt like it would explode from the intense fear felt by the monster, and my breathing became rougher and rougher.

Shin Yoosoung has continued [taming] in this compulsory sympathy hell every time.

By listening to them, understanding them, and finally becoming them in order to tame beings different from herself.

The only thing that can understand a monster is the same monster.

Even though she was a child, Shin Yoosoung understands monsters better than anyone else.

Perhaps it was only natural that she recognized Kim Dokja, who had become a disaster, before anyone else.

"Don't worry."

As if imitating Shin Yoosoung, I spoke to the Ancient Nagak.

"Because it won't work."

No matter how much I [incited] myself to be Shin Yoosoung who tamed Queen Mirabad, I don't expect that I will be able to tame the Ancient Nagak.

All I want is to buy a little more time and have Shin Yoosoung tame 100 Nagaks.

So, to escape this dungeon together.

He didn't easily tame me, and I didn't tame him either.

But that's how we confronted each other.

Neither friend nor foe.

Because this confrontation is the only way to endure this moment without hurting each other.

How many minutes had we stared at each other like that?

For the first time, a change occurred in our tense relationship.

Did he feel relief from my attitude? The lumbering guy's dwelling landed on the floor as if he had lost his will to fight. I could feel the air in preparation for the ensemble escaping from his body.

In an instant, a small glimmer of hope rose up.

Maybe it's possible?

But my mana was running out. It would have been a little better if I had consumed a magic recovery potion, but it was not possible.

I just had a hard time maintaining this [Incite] state.

At some point, the sentences that came to my mind changed.

Shin Yoosoung’s height, weight, what she likes, what she wants to eat, and what she dislikes, hobbies or specialties, favorite cartoon, favorite novel, person she likes, what she thinks when she looks at a person.

The more the [Incite] continued, the more I felt like I was being eaten up little by little by the value of that information.

Tsutsutsutsut.

Eventually, my magical power disappeared, [Tame] and [Advanced Communication] were canceled at the same time. On the other hand, [Incite] was still unresolved.

I couldn't stop thinking about something else.

This [Incite] was not a skill I could handle.

The Ancient Nagak, whose sympathy had been released, was approaching in front of me.

Is this the inside of Shin Yoosoung?

Or is it an unwritten story?

What happened to Shin Yoosoung?

Is [taming] over?

Can we escape?

Shin Yoosoung.

I.

I thought I should stop it, but my voice won't come out.

My body doesn't listen.

My thoughts do not flow normally.

My body, unable to overcome the Incite, was collapsing.

I thought someone was approaching me, but I heard a voice.

"Ahjussi, I did it. I tamed them all."

I turned to where the voice came from and asked.

"Who…"

There stood a child with a smile.

"Me? Shin Yoosoung!"

"Shin Yoosoung... Me?"

The child tilted her head.

"…Ahjussi?"

The child looked at me for a long time, then she smiled faintly.

"Ah. You tried to tame him."

The child said, "Hey," and she snorted, then stretched out her hand toward the Ancient Nargak with the back of my hand clasped.

"But that's not how you do it."

A thread of dim light stretched out from the child's fingertips, and was soon connected with the Ancient Nagak.

I stared blankly at the scenery. I couldn't figure out what was going on.

How did she do it?

I couldn't believe it.

What I couldn't do, how can you do it so simply?

I'm sure she was a kid who had a hard time taming 'Nagaks' until a little while ago.

My mouth moved on its own.

"Shin... Yoosoung..."

The child happily nodded her head.

"Yes! It's me."

"You are...Shin Yoosoung."

"Are you Ahjussi?"

Shin Yoosoung tilted her head once again, then gave a small smile. Then she reached out her hands and cupped my cheeks, and she began to slap me from both sides.

"No! I'm Shin Yoosoung! Take care of yourself!"

I blankly looked down at the child and asked.

"Then... who am I...?"

Who I was.

Surely, it must have been something, but why can't I remember it?

I am.

"Who is your ahjussi?

The child held my cheeks tightly with both hands. The child's eyes were shining gold.

The child who slowly brought her lips to my ear whispered in a disturbing voice.

"My ahjussi is Kim Dokja."

I lost consciousness.

"You still faint every day, ahjussi."

Shin Yoosoung laid Cheon Inho neatly on the floor and gently brushed his ragged hair.

"But why do you have to be Cheon Inho?"

Shin Yoosoung took a look at Cheon Inho's face and then licked her lips.

"Is it because of ahjussi’s body? I think he's a bit handsome."

"I hear an insect crying somewhere."

Shin Yoosoung smiled.

—Then, do you want to be a character too?

"It is very noisy. Don't these dokkaebis manage the channel?"

When the child lightly looked up into the air, to her surprise, there was a faint spark.

While noisy messages were scattered all over the place, Shin Yoosoung looked quietly at the fallen Cheon Inho.

Cheon Inho's face looked very tired.

Cheon Inho was even talking in his sleep, as if he was having a bad dream.

After hesitating for a moment, Shin Yoosoung put her ear closer.

"Please help me, Yoo Jonghyuk-nim."

Shin Yoosoung's expression darkened.

"Is this Yoo Jonghyuk-nim a bit violent?"

Shin Yoosoung looked down at Cheon Inho, who was talking in his sleep, and wore a bitter smile.

"It looks like a lot has happened."

There will be many incidents with him in the future.

Events that are more impressive than the stories he accumulated together may fill his life.

Shin Yoosoung felt that way and she hated herself.

"Ahjussi."

There are many things she wants to ask.

But she also knew that she couldn't get an answer.

Shin Yoosoung nodded her head.

"I know, I know."

Shin Yoosoung always thought of him when she watched the sky, and imagined dreams when he dreamed.

"This person is also ahjussi."

The two children looked at the fallen Cheon Inho for a long time.

At that time, something sparkling flowed from the Ancient Nagak towards Cheon Inho's body.

Something very faint and insignificant, but still shining softly.

Shin Yoosoung realized what it was.

"What?"

Clearly, it was a story. Shin Yoosung, her eyes wide open, looked down at Cheon Inho.

"The reason ahjussi came to this world…"

Shin Yoosoung's expression froze.

Something was watching them. A solemn and distant wall on which everything in this world was recorded looked down on them.

As if to protect her, Lee Gilyoung stepped forward. The world spoke to them.

The dungeon collapsed, and everything faded into the light.