Desire

“How are you feeling? ”

The smell of Raw Snow continued to make a slight smile and asked. It was not enough to spit out the answer directly to the question. My head is tingling, not from fatigue. The pain from it has already been eased by a deep sleep. I just went through some crazy shit. The brain is overwhelmed by unacceptable and incomprehensible information.

“.. this is a dream. ”

“No, it's real. ”

“This place is a game. ”

“It's real.”

“Am I crazy? ”

I did not answer the smell of Raw Snow. She glances at him with a thin smile, and he chews his lips. He tilts his head back to look at the ceiling.

“.. God. ”

I try to mutter again. I've never believed in that uncertainty. Religion has nothing to do with itself, and I have never seen anything from God. Yes, Azin's life had nothing to do with God. So from now on, it's not. His life was eroded, and the existence of God intervened deeply in him.

“.. so, what do I do? ”

I was forced to sleep in a confused head. I don't understand. Unacceptable. I can't believe it. All that disbelief is transformed into belief by the presence of black snow in front of the eyes. It is compulsory, but we cannot insist on this side until such time as there is clear evidence in front of us.

“So far, so good. ”

The scent of Raw Snow smiles as if it could, seeing the azine quickly understood. Ultimately, this is a reality. I don't know if it was a game until yesterday, but now it's in Azin's room with the smell of raw snow. This has become a reality.

“Game or reality. You don't have to be conscious or aware of it. If that's okay with you. ”

“.. I already know. It's not easy to think about. ”

Azin covers his head with his hands. Sweaty hair felt bad because it was damp, so I wanted to shower.

“If what Master says is true, then the world... First is not the place it was created, but the real world. ”

“A world created by Gladiolus, to be precise. History is less than a hundred years old. NPC... I just threw Humans and heterosexuals into the world and manipulated their memories. It's just a little memory infusion that's made to suit your tastes. ”

Raw Snow shrugged her shoulders. Memory manipulation. But it turned out to be a living person. The Carls killed by Ajin, the Shake, the daughter of Shake, the father of Karl, Lutrio, and the knights who followed him. Everyone was alive, not NPC.

“Is that why you told me? This world is a game. Don't give yourself immunity. ”

Ajin remembers what Raw Snow said. Don't collapse, I told you about the smell of raw snow back then.

“Yes. I was worried that if you found out the truth later, you'd think about what you'd done and feel bad about it. The Mainlander has put considerable effort into you. He took you as his disciple and gave you everything he had. If you put in that kind of ball and it breaks down later, you'll be heartbroken. ”

Ajin stares at the smell of Raw Snow without answering. I sat on the bed and laughed as if the roaring aroma of raw snow was pleasant.

“So, what about you in the end? How does it feel to know everything? The inhabitants of the world you killed, not the NPC you thought they were, were all people. You committed murder. ”

“What's wrong with that? ”

Azin spits it out. The smell of Raw Snow does not relish the softness of the mat, but stares closely at him.

“Have you no guilt? ”

“Do I have to? ”

Rather, he asked again. He takes a big breath as he looks at the black snowflake. He reaches out and grabs the cigarette he left by the bed. The fire ignited the incoming smoke. I don't know if it's because I woke up or because I felt empty. My throat was slit as if it were sticky and my head was spinning.

“It doesn't matter if it's a person or an NPC. Eventually I got what I wanted, and that's it. What's in it for me to kill them? Murder? Crime? Am I under arrest? ”

“No. It's a reality, but it's not a reality you know. ”

“Then there's no problem. I will always be. ”

Ajin looks irritated and breathes smoke. No guilt, it was true. Reality, game, opponent NPC, human. Ultimately, what matters most to him is his gain and the result. There is no problem if it is certain that the process of reaching it is somehow obtained, and if there is no responsibility to follow, do not hesitate to act. If it is a crime and the penalty comes back to him, he will refrain, but if the world in the background is a game, there is no need to refrain from behaving.

“... such rubbish. ”

The aroma of Raw Snow muttered with an honest heart. But that's all, and she didn't show contempt for him or her. After all, she is also a madman.

“What do I get out of it? ”

Ajin asked as he pulled out the smoking cigarette on the ashtray. In response to the question, Raw Snow shrugged.

“What do you mean? ”

“I thought you said you were the proxy. In the end, I have to be the best I can be for Acacia. If that's the case, Acacia is a god. What do I get out of it? ”

Azin narrows his eyes and asks. This way, Acacia becomes a god. It was Azin's idea that if the goal of the game was to elect the transcendent as a god, that the price should be guaranteed to the surrogate.

“Everything.”

I heard a voice.

Acacia's behavior was natural. She opens the closed door, rumbling into the room, smiling as she looks at the black snow on the bed. Then, he looks at himself surprised and greets Azin, slightly grabbing the tip of the dress.

“It's been a long time, Ajin. I didn't expect to see you again so soon. ”

“Oh, my God. ”

Azin looks at Acacia and covers his face with his hands. There's no reason for Acacia not to be here since the Black Snow scent is here. No, it's only natural that Acacia would show up here. She is one of the five transcendents who quarrels for the place of God, and is transcendent in the name of transcendent.

“I don't think that's a problem. ”

The smell of Raw Snow did not rise, but stared at Acacia and said, The word made Acacia smile.

“No problem. Honestly, I didn't expect this kind of erosion to happen. ”

Acacia mutters in an honest manner. Even when Azin came into contact with Persian Vampire Lord, I didn't think this would happen. To be precise, a vampire's ability to invade the shadows has never crossed this line. But when you think about it rationally, it's not impossible.

Of course, the game and reality are different. The two worlds are completely divided by Gladiolus, and players connected with capsules only transfer their souls to the avatar they created. Soul, that's the problem. There are two bodies, but one soul.

Persian finished the contract of the soul by drinking the blood of Azin. Blood is the smallest unit that makes up a soul. The Vampire Lord drank the blood of Azin and contained a part of the soul of Azin in itself, which led to two worlds.

“This is our mistake. No blame, no penalty. Rest assured. ”

Acacia shakes her hand lightly. A chair forms over her hand, and Acacia sits on it. Ajin was a little dizzy from the unrealistic sights in front of his eyes.

“But what you say as you wish... may be problematic. ”

Acacia narrows her eyes and stares at the smell of Raw Snow. The two worlds that followed were a mistake on this side. However, the time has come for the Black Snow to tell the truth to Ajin, who knows everything. However, the smell of Raw Snow hurled a smile at Acacia, who wanted to blame herself.

“There is only one sanction for me. Do not leave the island. No, what Gladiolus specifically said was not to cross the sea. I never crossed the sea. It just came out of the shadows. ”

“Well, yeah. But it's not for those of you who are proud to do what you want to do.”

“I just wanted to fuck Gladiolus. And it's almost certain that this guy will be the proxy, isn't it? ”

The scent of Raw Snow glanced at Azin.

“No power, no achievement. I don't think anyone's done as well as this guy so far. ”

“You're right. He killed the boss, made friends with Vampire Road, and had the highest level and strength of any player I manage. It can't be reversed for the next 17 days. ”

Acacia smiled at Azin and said: Azin says nothing, but stares at Acacia fat. The transcendent. "A transcendent, not just a helper NPC of the system. I don't know exactly what that means, but Azin sighs and remembers Acacia, moaning. I couldn't help feeling a little weird.

“Well, everyone's been quiet about this. That's why I'm here. I just... I don't want you to get involved too much in this line right now. ”

“In real life? In games? ”

Raw Snow twisted her lips and asked. The question puffed up with black snow, Acacia answered after a brief silence.

“In reality, whatever you do in the game, you don't care, but your power in this world is too dangerous. ”

“Whatever. I don't know what the power of the world is. ”

Raw Snow shrugged her shoulders and replied. I agree with Azin that the power of Raw Snow is dangerous. I don't know what will happen compared to modern weapons, but there won't be anyone left who can resist the Black Snow scent. Her power is no different than the weapon. Even the weak azin can't be compared to the black snow scent so strong it breaks down the cliffs.

“By the way, what about Persian Duna? What's the Vampire Lord doing? ”

“I'm watching. I made her understand, but it takes a lot to get her here right now. ”

“Hmmm... You must have thought of something. Well, as Persians who only knew that they were NPCs -- or that they were residents -- the story must be pretty confusing. ”

Acacia giggles.

“Tell Persian, too. I don't know what position you're in on this truth, but if you're gonna blow it up in real life, you're gonna get sanctions. ”

“Sanctions mean killing? ”

Azin grips the itchy head. Coming out of the shadows, Persian looks at Acacia with his bare hands on her dress. Acacia smiles brightly, staring at Persik.

“Nice to meet you, Fersik Duna. It's called Acacia.”

“You don't have to introduce yourself. I've heard a little bit about you. ”