Desire

[You did what you wanted.]

There was a subtle annoyance in Acacia's voice that rang in her head. Did she become a god? Gladiolus would have perished as he had hoped. Ajin didn't want to think much about them. It was because Azin had nothing to do with it anyway. However, there was a need to confirm that the wish was actually fulfilled.

Azin opens the status window. The functioning of such systems remained the same. It was just as Ajin had wished for Acacia. Upon checking the status window, Azin laughs in relief.

The logout window was lost. Azin glances at Devello. Like Azin, Devello's logout window disappears. It was as Ajin had wished. As Acacia has promised her existence, her wishes will come true.

That will be all.

I have no regrets about my choice. There is no foolishness in reality. It was the world that Azin wanted. You're going to live a very long life, and you're going to go through a lot during that life. Perhaps, one day, you will feel bored by such fear.

Not yet.

Ajin will live a long life in this world. His thorough use of the system has made him an absolute presence in the world. The god Ajin will not die for hundreds of thousands of years, and no matter how many other players or NPCs grow, he will become strong enough to ridicule them. With that in mind, Azin closes his eyes and recalls his journey to this place. There was a lot going on. I've been through a lot.

“... I am. ”

Devello opens his mouth. Ajin opened his eyes and looked at the side. Devello lowers his gaze. I'm not fooling around with reality. The dumbass of reality had already been abandoned ten years ago. Just as Azin felt alive in this world, so was the world in Devello.

“... what to do next. ”

“You can do whatever you want. ”

After Devello muttered, Azin replies. It may sound irresponsible, but... That was the best thing he could say to Devello. You don't push, but you don't pull. Ajin looks bitter. I had no choice but to admit it. While there is no Raw Snow, Persian, or Camilla. Devello was the one who kept Azin from collapsing.

“... I'm not gonna do anything. ”

Ajin adds. That sounded like an excuse.

“It's up to you. ”

Azin turns his head. There are three crystals placed shortly. Inside, he sleeps with a calming face that knows nothing about Raw Snow, Persian and Camila. I felt a bit embarrassed. Camilla, Raw Snow and Persian. Will they tolerate Devello's existence? Azin clears his throat, feeling embarrassed.

“... convince him yourself. ”

Devello blinks, dazed. She looks at the direction he was looking, and laughs without knowing it. I understood what Ajin was saying. A sudden burst of small laughter continues, and Devello grabs his shoulder and lowers his smile. Azin listens to the laughter of Devello and approaches the crystal.

What should I say first? Should I say hello? How are you? I was fine. Good to see you again. I love it. Should I talk about it? I don't know. I've got a lot on my mind... but I can't spit anything out like my tongue is paralyzed. His head turned white, and he swallowed a big breath. He reaches for the crystal with trembling hands.

It's okay, we have plenty of time. We'll live here forever. Azin breathes deeply and touches the crystal. Then the surface of the crystal became dust and began to scatter. The black snow-scented eyelids in it shiver thinly. The closed eyes of Raw Snow opened, and azin and his eyes met.

Without knowing it, Azin cries.

*

“Very, damn right, very. ”

Mungyeong-hee frowned and grumbled. Next to her is an echidna with a dark face. Forcibly migrated to the Abbey by Azin, she was forced back to the Abbey by Azin after the war with the Demon King was over.

“God is everything, very much. Isn't that right? ”

Hearing Mungyeong-hee's words, he touched his eyes without saying a word. The bruised wound strangely remains intact without fading away. It was a strange thing. Even though the head flew away and the heart exploded, the body of Ajin, who was reconciled with God, healed all wounds. This dark blue bruise did not appear to be able to be erased over time. Thanks to this, Ajin was rolling his eggs hard, using private therapy that he had never done before.

He said, "He didn't listen to me. He left us in a nice, watery, airy place. I can't believe you just let him walk out of here like that! ”

“You're too old to retire. ”

Azin, who had not heard, protested like that. Mungyeong-hee laughed as she watched him stare at this side with his eyes puffed.

“Even God can't help your wife's fist? ”

“... Tsk. ”

Hearing Mungyeong-hee panting, Azin shut up because he had nothing to say. Wrong way. Yeah, that's all. Azin ignores Devello's narrative as rubbish beyond belief. Spin it around a little bit, or you can calm down. Thanks to this, Ajin became like this.

‘Something's wrong. Is this a system error?'

The power of Raw Snow is nothing compared to pain. An attack thrown with a Black Snow scent should never reach Azin. Of course, when Ajin tries to stop it. I'm sorry I didn't defend myself when I got hit in the face this time.

‘It hurt more than I thought. ’

It hurts too much. Is the limit of the sensors completely gone by the time you're fully in this world? No, but its power... and bruising will never go away. Ajin sighs, touching the bruise around his remaining eye area like a curse. I had to admit. At least at that time, the fist with the black snow scent contained an absolute power to destroy even a god.

“Anyway, retirement is too early. You have a gift, and you have to keep it alive while you're alive. ”

“Retirement is what I do when I want to. ”

“No. I'll help you. ”

“I liked the life of the monastery. I liked hanging out with my sister. The people there, they were warm, they were kind. ”

“But it wasn't fun. ”

“Well...”

Mungyeong-hee's lips tingled with what Ajin added. In fact, he was right. The life of the monastery was peaceful, but for Mungyeong-hee, it was boring because it was less stimulating.

“Be a queen. ”

Azin opens his mouth. In saying that, Mungyeong-hee opened her eyes and looked at the pain.

“The ground is wide and there is no one to rule. No one's that talented. ”

“... you want me to clean up after you? Right?"

The eyes that were opened in a circle change sharply. Taking his gaze, he looked elsewhere, pretending he didn't know. The war is over, and the Demon King is dead. Pandemonium was recalled to the Magic System at the same time as the Demon King's death. The Horses are still there, but with most of the elders dead and even the Demon King dead, they won't be able to meditate any longer.

That doesn't mean that everything is over. The time for the Horsemen to rule the earth was short, but there were too many wounds left. The empire has collapsed. Nornia was healthy, but they had no intention of entering the continent.

Ajin must live in this world going forward. In order to live properly, the world had to be restored to its former state.

The world of First is independent, but players are still aware of and connecting to the world through games. I just got a call from the GMs. I was going to hold an event to restore the world, but I was wondering if I could do it. In doing so, Azin fully admitted that Acacia was upholding her promise.

“Shouldn't be too hard. Restoration is already underway across the continent. When it's all over, you can be queen and conquer the continent. ”

“Easy for you to say! ”

Mungyeonghee gritted her teeth and spit them out. Yeah, easy for you to say. However, Mun Kyung-hee knew that this was never easy. At one time, Mun Kyung-hee was leading the line on behalf of Ajin, and knew that leading the empire was accompanied by tremendous stress.

“My hair loss is all better now. Trying to get my head out of my head again! ”

“A man's life is short. ”

Azin throws a nagging word. I don't know what else to say. Mungyeonghee frowned and looked at Ajin's face.

“You're old enough. You're going to have to start taking care of your skin. Youth travels fast. Don't you want to live a long life with someone you love? ”

“What did he say?”

“I can give you eternal youth and beauty. I'll make sure you don't lose your hair. ”

“You want me to live a long life and rule a country. ”

Mungyeonghee looked through the inside of the pain so easily. That said, he had to have a low cough. Although she was quite good at deceiving people, Mun Gyeong-hee was too afflicted by such a pain and did not fall into a dizziness.

“You're a god, aren't you? ”

However, Mun Kyung-hee also did not give up on Ajin's words roughly. Mungyeong-hee who was staring at Ajin's face opened her mouth. Azin nods slowly. Among the gods that exist in this world today, there is no god more powerful than Azin. By subjugating the Demon King, Azin became the savior of all who live on the continent, and it increased his moral standing. Nominally, Azin was the knight god and god of battle, but his elevated personality did not make him obsessed with it.

“Then work a miracle like a god. ”

“What miracle? ”

“Let me have a child between you and me. ”

The words made Ekidna's face turn red. When she saw Mungyeonghee praying for a dramatic wish, she was dumbstruck to open her mouth. We may be true to each other, but biologically, we can't make babies. It is impossible to use magic power. How can you make a child without a seed?

“... Okay. ”

But it is possible for him. High self-esteem and high self-esteem can also work such miracles. Azin turned to Ekidna and Mungyeonghee and asked.

“Don't get me wrong, listen. This is an important question. ”

“What is it?”

Ajin pondered his choice of words for a moment. However, no matter how much I thought about it, I couldn't think of the right words and sentences, so I finally threw out the sentences in my head.

“Which one do I owe it to? ”

“... Yes? ”

“You know, the, uh, the manhood. Which one of you is the man?” This madness... ”

Mungyeong-hee distorted her face to the question of Ajin. She hardly restrained her urge to grab Azin by the collar.

“Men and women's roles are not important. We're in love with each other, and it's something profound, you know, platonic. ”

“But you need a man to make a child. Which one do I owe it to? ”

Azin calmly said. Then Mungyeong-hee stopped messing around, and looked at Ekidna. Ekid was also looking at Mungyeong-hee. After sharing their gaze for a while, Mun Kyung-hee saw pain.

“Just hang them both. ”

“... what? ”

“Let the men hang, and let the original be. I hope it's sweet and not sweet. because it's disgusting to be wandering around. Oh, and... Just so you know, when you put on a man, you can feel that... pleasure, too, right? The pleasure of men.”

“... Of course. ”

“Okay, then both of you. As pleasant as it can be. You can definitely make a baby with this, right?” “That's what happens when you cut your testicles. ”

“Ugh... I hate those wrinkles. ”

“... I'll straighten you out. ”

“Great! If you do that, I'll play the queen, just like the lord said. ”

Mungyeong-hee nodded her head with a big smile. Ajin raised his hand while looking at Mungyeong-hee with a shivering face. At the end of Azin's hand, a young spirit turns to Mungyeonghee and Ekidna. Considering Mungyeong-hee's requirements, Mungyeong-hee and Ekidna were flawed by the strange senses in their lower half.

“Wait!”

Mungyeong-hee turned around and lifted the top of her skirt. Mun Gyeong-hee, who was looking carefully at the new product on his lower half, looked back at the pain a moment later and added a request.

“Allow me to adjust the size and length at will! ”

I hope so, too.

Asin swallows a sigh as he reawakens the miracle.

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Sorry I'm late.

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Thank you so much for coming.