675 Episode 21 Kim Dokja (11)

Sparks flew out and the screen was torn lengthwise.

Beyond the torn screen, the darkness of space shimmered pitch black.

A portal that leads to nowhere.

I looked back at the audience one last time. I saw rlaehrwk37 standing up and looking at me.

The Kim Dokja that was the first to support me.

Lee Dansu ahjussi’s daughter, Noh Jiyoon.

"I’ll definitely come back to get you."

Leaving behind Asmodeus' shout, I jumped into the torn screen with Yoo Jonghyuk.

It felt like time and space were swirling and my body was disintegrating into cells.

Nevertheless, I did not let go of my grip on Yoo Jonghyuk.

I thought it was funny.

Yoo Jonghyuk from the 41st round and 49% Kim Dokja. Is there another worst combination like this?

"Don’t die, you bastard."

Once again, my vision fluctuated and I felt like my body was being thrown somewhere.

The transfer was complete. I hit the floor, swallowing the pain that felt like every bone in my body was breaking.

"Yoo Jonghyuk."

Yoo Jonghyuk still said nothing.

Is it because something happened to this guy and he still can't wake up?

"Haven’t you been passed out for too long?"

I managed to catch my breath and looked around. It was good that I escaped from the theater safely. But...

Why did I come to a place like this even though I was away?

A chill slowly seeped into my entire body. Even my breath seemed to freeze. No matter where I look, all I see is pitch black emptiness.

A world where no stars shine on us. Through the darkness of the universe swallowed up by the distant void, I felt unknown gods looking down on us.

I lifted my head to look up at the sky, mocking our fate that cannot be recorded anywhere.

I saw it all.

It was like that.

We fell into the 'Great Hall'.

Someone was calling me in the darkness.

Han Sooyoung sighed in disgust and looked at her whole body. It was hard to breathe, as if her hand was full of hot water. Blood was constantly leaking from her punctured abdomen, and her left optic nerve was damaged, limiting her vision. Her right shoulder was completely shattered and unusable, and her kneecap was deeply wounded.

It was a wonder that her heart was still beating.

When was the last time she suffered such a serious injury?

She thought that was probably the case in the 1865th round.

When she was hunting the iron-blooded dragon with Yoo Jonghyuk and was waiting for Lee Seolhwa to arrive, exhausted.

When she raised her head, it seemed like she could see the night sky that day. Lying side by side on the tail of the dead dragon, Yoo Jonghyuk spoke in his usual unlucky voice.

Han Soo-young sighed lightly and added her words.

After saying that, Han Sooyoung regretted it. Because she was complaining, which was not like her. Han Sooyoung quickly shook her head and opened her mouth.

Han Sooyoung was surprised by Yoo Jonghyuk’s calm question.

She knows that she is secretly leaving her records everywhere except to Kim Dokja.

She never spoke.

But it seems like Yoo Jonghyuk already knew .

The record of 1,865 rounds was incomplete.

She was losing her memories while using [Avatar] in real time, and her colleagues were not in a different situation.

In order to clear the scenario with minimal sacrifice, her companions fought with all their might, and in return, they each lost their stories.

Constant repetition of recording and disappearance.

The words of a man who remembered more and forgot more than anyone else. Han Sooyoung spoke as if she was resisting.

These were the words of Yoo Jonghyuk, who rarely talks about himself. Han Sooyoung listened to him without even realizing it.

Han Sooyoung understood what that meant.

She must have many memories that she would like to forget, as she has repeatedly returned over the years.

Some memories would have tortured his emotions, while others would have interfered with his objective judgment.

One day, Han Sooyoung may have decided to forget a disturbing memory. In order to clear the scenario, she did not even know how precious that memory was to her.

In response to Han Sooyoung’s question, Yoo Jonghyuk thought for a moment and then said.

There was no need to ask who it was.

Han Sooyoung could not answer at that time. The answer that she couldn't give back then has now been given to Han Sooyoung.

"If it’s Kim Dokja."

Han Sooyoung thought about Kim Dokja.

Kim Dokja loves stories more than anyone else in the world.

If it were that guy, he would be focusing on the plot that she didn't write about in one way or another.

He will be able to reason between events and discuss the network of meaning on his own.

One day, he might argue with her.

Kim Dokja, who had been complaining for a long time, asking why she wrote it like this and wondering if it was plagiarism from the previous 'Ways of Survival', will finally read the story that she did not write.

He will finally fill in her own sentences, a story better than the words she had to write.

Han Sooyoung slowly raised her body.

She can't fight anymore with this body.

She knew instinctively, the damage was too serious. Not only was it impossible to proceed with a normal scenario, but complete recovery was also impossible without long-term treatment.

So, it was at this point that she left this world. Her foolish obsession is to quit and go back the way she came with her companions.

Finding a way to go back to the first portal prepared by Kim Dokja is also difficult.

It'll be fine.

Tsutsutsu-

A light spark flew as she put her hand in her pocket. When she took out her hand, she was holding a lemon candy that Kim Dokja had given her.

Han Sooyoung looked down at the candy, opened her wrapper, and put the candy in her mouth.

The moment she felt the sweet scent of lemon filling her mouth, Han Sooyoung suddenly understood why Kim Dokja had come to this world.

She understood why this world should exist.

At the same time, she also realized why she had to come to this world.

Han Sooyoung looked up at the night sky.

Swirling Great Hall.

Her star didn't really look like they had disappeared somewhere, but she could imagine her own star.

She felt the star's gaze.

Han Sooyoung thought about the last sentence she would write.

How on earth can we return to the original scenario?

No matter how much I thought about it, I couldn't think of a way.

Probably the reason why Yoo Jonghyuk and I ended up here is because of Representative Kim Dokja.

It must be revenge.

The problem is that because of this, we could both end up dead.

A chill overtook my entire body. Cold sweat kept running down my spine.

My heart was pounding like it was going to explode.

Tsutsutsutsu-

A feeling of fear as if my existence would disappear at any moment. All I could do was close my lips and hold my breath.

I knew very well what this was foreshadowing. It was like this when Kim Dokja was first thrown into the demon world.

—Damn! Butter for just 10, no, 15 minutes. Got it?

Is it a miracle?

Bihyung’s voice echoed distantly from somewhere.

—I'll connect the channel somehow and summon you again, so just wait...

But the voice quickly stopped and the cold came again.

I looked back at Yoo Joonghyuk in a spasm of consciousness.

I'm like this too, but what about Yoo Joonghyuk?

Should I say it's a blessing among misfortunes?

Yoo Jonghyuk, who is about to ascend to the absolute throne, is temporarily connected to the 'Divine God of the Other World'.

It was in a state of being done.

In other words, the 'Divine God of the Other World, which was connected to him, was also bearing the penalty for leaving the scenario.

How many minutes passed like that?

I heard a short message in my head.

Has Bihyung returned?

A picture of hope sprang to life in my head.

All I have to do is somehow receive a sub-scenario. If I only receive the scenario, I can prevent the collapse of my existence, just as Kim Dokja maintained the legend in the demon world.

...Asgard?

I dreamed of sudden luck.

I opened my mouth in a daze, even forgetting to close it.

There wasn't even one suggestion.

I laughed out loud.

I felt like I finally understood Kim Dokja's anger towards the Nebulae.

"I refuse."

In my arrogance of having read all of this story, I had momentarily forgotten what the constellations were.

These were the constellations.

A tribe that exploits the lives of incarnations for their own pleasure, regardless of means or purpose.

Is it a penalty for rejecting the offer?

Suddenly, the chill that I felt throughout my body became even stronger.

I activated [Incite] while tightly hugging my trembling shoulders.

Somehow.

All I have to do is hold out until Bihyung returns.

"I am Kim Dokja…"

Is it because of the wildly bouncing sparks? [Incite] did not activate properly.

Instead, Kim Dokja's memories came to mind in the movements of my closed eyes.

I couldn't tell when that memory was from.

Memories that do not exist in ORV.

Someone said in my memory.

I guess I’ll lose."」

I looked around, gnawing away at that memory.

In my memories, I was both happy and unhappy.

The reason I am happy is because it was Kim Dokja, and the reason I am unhappy is because it was Kim Dokja.

I muttered as I held my hand toward the blurry memories.

"I am..."

It was then that someone shook my shoulder.

Little by little, warmth spread throughout my body, and the cold that surrounded me gradually subsided. The memories that had swirled like a fierce snowstorm calmed down.

When I opened my eyes, someone was looking at me.

"Are you okay?"

I looked up at her blankly.

Is it a dream? I shook my head several times, but it wasn't a dream.

The story was being told through a small hand holding my shoulder. The warm and gentle sentences written by someone who loves this world were being conveyed to me in their entirety.

"Han Sooyoung."

Han Sooyoung looked at me blankly.

"You..."

Just as I read her story, she also read mine.

She muttered for a while and then opened her mouth.

"…Kim Dokja?"

I understood the faint anticipation and despair contained in that question. So my answer was decided.

"It’s been a while, Han Sooyoung."