Hermit Wizard

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I am at the end of the finger, and the owners of that finger are shaken.

“She said she was."

- Yoon Min-jun doesn't have a father. - Really? Where's their dad? - I don't know.

Oh, it's a dream.

As I learned magic, my spirituality expanded and I often had nightmares like this. Today's dream is a bit of material.

It's a dream about the memories of the past, so there's no nutritional value. I wish it wasn't something I've been through, but I was hoping it might be a dream.

I watched as others in my dreams, without the agitation of star emotions.

I think I'm about nine years old. I was accustomed to this kind of palpitation around me. However, I pretended not to have heard of it and played well with my classmates and peers in the neighborhood. like playing in the playground or in the alleys of the neighborhood, like mimicking the Soul Warrior Parvasse.

Ah, yes, Parvasse. That cartoon, that toy. · · · and me · · · · ·.

The landscape changes. There are more fingers pointing at me.

“She said she was."

Yoon Min-jun talks to toys. Is Yoon Min Joon crazy? - Mom told me not to play with her.

Oh, my God. As you observe me in your dreams, what you think is reflected in the scene of your dreams.

Now what I saw was my appearance after meeting with "My Parvasse.” Yeah, I was getting bullied. I don't hang out with kids in my dreams anymore.

Parvasse said that I was talking to my friends, but I think it was a big mistake to tell my parents that I was getting psychiatric counseling and to tell my children not to play with me.

I didn't even notice when I was nine. When I was too young, I met Parvash before my head got thick. And I put myself in a difficult situation by telling stories that others couldn't believe.

Since I am thinking about Parvash, it seems natural that a young Parvash in my dream appears before me. Appearing in a dream, he is not the body of a normal robot, but always a young man of sharp-eyed eyes as he is now.

Both the gear and the shape of the body are not significantly different from those of humanity on this planet. The peculiarity is that the colourful tattoos on the face, neck, arms, and back of his clothes are twitching as if he were alive and dynamically running over his skin.

According to Parvash, this is the true image of Parvash, perceived by my soul. A form close to his source, to be precise. Just because I see this in my dreams doesn't really mean that his mind is in my dreams. It's an imagination that my brain creates by combining all the ingredients left in my subconscious.

With the face of a young man, Parvasse in a dream says. With a child's face, I answer in my dreams.

[We have to run. We have to hide. We have to be prepared.]

“Yes.”

[If you die, I can't exist either. We have to get on a boat or something.]

“Now I know what that means. I understand.”

[You're a genius, if you try a little harder, we'll be safe.]

“I've heard it a few times, I know. ”

[Let me help you. I am a collective consciousness of great magic. I will give you the truth that the wizards of my world have accomplished for generations. This is all about you.

“· · · · For safety? ”

[For your safety. To avoid the hand of the Savior.]

When I heard the conversation I was giving and receiving with Parvash in my dream, I suddenly heard a word that popped out and I had an ominous feeling. And as always, there is no wrong way to make these kinds of assumptions.

Suddenly the ground collapses and the surrounding landscape pours down. One day, Saien Parvashe disappears and the ceiling of the house he lived in when he was 9 years old is visible. A monolith, a giant something stands and looks down at me.

I open my eyes thinly. The blue light flashes, but it is blurry in front of your eyes, so things don't go well for a while. My mother and sister, who are sleeping right next to me, don't notice anything.

How much you were looking at me like that, all of a sudden, that giant being makes a little noise.

“Cheat! ”

That sounds really inappropriate. And the channel sits in my chest just like I've been dreaming a few times. And he seems to be watching me for a little while, and then quietly disappears from the room.

What did he not deserve? I try to think about myself in my sleep again, but I don't know the correct answer. The world begins to sink into darkness as I sleep in my dreams. Instead of falling into this deep sleep, I wake up from sleep. Not me in the dream, not me in the reality.

* * *

“The German government has deployed a second round of Federal troops to rescue the refugees in downtown Munich at 2: 00 a.m. local time. The German Prime Minister, Neunman, who declared the situation of the exhibition, immediately transferred the right of access to the exhibition from the Minister of Defence, and approved the implementation of follow-up operations by the armoured forces and special operations forces. There is a high voice of condemnation in Germany of the entry orders issued without an escape route, and now, three hours after the commencement of the operation, all communications with the entry forces have been lost.

Oh, it looks like a glass with the TV on again. I'll be a habit.

I woke up listening to news.

Yesterday, I lay on the couch until more than 5: 00 in the morning looking at TV and internet trends, and I literally fell asleep. It's already daylight when I see my phone. I've been taking a nap all day yesterday, and I can't believe I got this much better.

When I slide through the phone screen, there are a few more messages from my mother and brother with worries.

I solved the Marpo Bridge incident during the day yesterday, and even though I made a phone call before going to sleep, I still seem to be worried about Tae San. Two people who believe I'm in a university dormitory in eastern Seoul can't even imagine that I'm this close to the Mapo Bridge Channel, but I'm just worried that I'm in downtown Seoul after the incident.

I replied with a report that I was alive and well, and I got up.

Argh! If you add up to nap time, your whole body aches after more than 15 hours of uncomfortable sleep on the couch. I lightly exercised my bare hands and asked Parvasse.

“Did something go off again last night? ”

[Almost the same situation you had when you slept. There doesn't seem to be any more open channels.]

I don't mention the news that woke me up, namely that additional soldiers entered the Munich channel and lost contact. Is it because it's on the news anyway? Or · · · · · ·.

I asked Parvash as if he was okay.

“What time did you start class today? ”

[No, let's take a few days off for a while.]

“Really? The more you do this, the more you have to accelerate your class. What if the world dies first before the Savior comes to get me? We have to get ready to run. ”

[I don't know if the channel has stopped and will continue. You still don't know what dimension the silent channel leads to. What if there's a sudden contingency when you're out of horsepower practicing? What if a channel opens up in your room all of a sudden while you're blowing Avatar to another dimension?]

“Ah, that's the same thing. ”

[I need some time to get a sense of how things are going. Don't do anything useless for a while. Save your magic. Because I can't give you the magic you don't have.]

“Yes, yes......”

[And! If you blow your magic by using an interpreter who can hear another dimensional language than Thereby, you're really in my hands? If you're wondering, just ask me.]

“If you don't practice like that, I won't be able to use that magic for the rest of my life? ”

I liked it, but it didn't work either.

[Practice at a later time when it's peaceful, at leisure.]

“· · · I don't know if it's time for peace and quiet in this world to come back. ”

Parvash never even listened to me, but kept talking to himself.

[And, you!]

“Oh, what else! ”

[Go out and buy a battery! I can't do it while you're sleeping with this shitty remote control and I'm screwed! I put up with this snoring in your nostrils!]

Oh, that's a little annoying. I said I'd try to avoid it somehow.

“Well, the hiccups shake around and push the button gently, and it works.”

[Oh, shut up and don't go out fast?]

“I went out yesterday, and the next outing is next week when I see the chapter"

[Ah, you lazy haunted bastard.]

“For my safety, even the safest place to hide is in my house."

[Did I tell you to go to Myeong-dong to buy a battery? Did he tell you to go to Gangnam? The grocery store is two minutes' walk away, and it's a safety hazard to keep everyone moving inside the shield!]

“The safest place in the shield is our house, the best magical fortress on earth.”

[The backdoor connected to your spirit is not yet closed. I can't force you to walk as far away as the grocery store, but I can clean the toilet floor with my tongue in the house.]

“Oh, yes! I'll be there! Just give me five minutes! ”

I walked out the front door with a twist. I will not buy a rechargeable battery today.

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