How the Villain Lives

29. Unexpected parties.

'It's dark.'

The first thought I had was dark. Even if you close your eyes, the perfect darkness does not come. But now the Holy Spirit was in perfect darkness. I can't even see my own body. If you move your arms and legs, nothing will be touched as if you were wandering in a space of zero gravity. No, I couldn't even see if I was actually moving before that.

'Dream? Or is this...?'

"You're quick to adapt."

"What, huh?"

Even just now, there was nothing in the dark, and suddenly the landscape changed without any consciousness. A pure white space unfolding endlessly beyond the horizon, and himself sitting on the couch. Your body is normal, and the clothes you're wearing remain the same. A normal person would have fallen into panic when faced with this situation, but Sung-hoon did not. Even if it isn't Sung-hoon, anyone who has survived the mission will not be embarrassed.

I've been through a similar phenomenon several times. Where to arrive for a break before starting a compulsory mission.

"Jerry?"

"Who is that?"

"Huh?"

Jerry wasn't the one talking to himself. The one who spoke was' Sung-hoon;, himself.

"What is this, me?"

"I just borrowed it from the outside. How do I look?"

"What do you look like? You look normal. Nothing unusual except that the color of the eyes is reversed."

There was no difference except that the ancient wizard was wearing a clumsy robe and a little hat, and the black masturbator was glowing in black, and the white masturbator was glowing in black. On the other hand, I was slightly embarrassed by the presence of the Holy Spirit when the Holy Spirit took it so easily. It seems normal to fall into a space where you don't even know where you are and see yourself with the same face? Nothing unusual?

'This man is strange.'

But there was nothing to worry about. Rather, it was better if I had mental problems. That's how many corners you have to dig in.

"Very calm."

"Calm down? What is this?"

"That's right. You don't feel any emotion when you see someone who looks exactly the same as you and falls into a place you don't even know?"

"Well, hunting doppelgangers with this kind of thing will bore your face, and I've fallen a few times, and now it's even weirder to be surprised. So why did you bring me here? Because of the mission? '

"Mission? I don't know what you're talking about. You are standing in the grave error of whether or not you are fed to me!"

I could barely remember what I was saying before I lost consciousness.

"No way. The book?"

"Yes! How dare you listen to me without knowing the subject, Khhhhhhhhh, courage is fictitious, but in the end it has to be eaten by me."

"Well, wait a minute, so let's clean it up. You mean that cover is a weird book?"

"Yes."

"And can we think of this as a kind of hallucination, different from reality?"

"Different from hallucinations. This is another perfect world, classified as your consciousness and reality."

"Then what are you going to pull so hard for? To conclude, roughly you have an ego and if you test something here, you become your master if you succeed, and if you fail, you take my body. Is that what this is about?"

"Yes, but..."

"What the fuck? '

Isn't it true that he cried and cried and cried and was frightened?

He has so far destroyed the souls of so many people and repeated his desire to take possession of that body. In the meantime, humans usually had two emotions. The first is confidence. People who know who they are and who hold books without hesitation. Those who believe in their own abilities and believe that they can fully control themselves. The second is fear. Those who catch him without knowing his identity are suddenly frightened when they hear that his soul is taken away.

But this man's reaction was completely different. Let me put it this way.

"Annoying?"

Does it bother you to feel in front of something that might take your soul? Even Mimihanama was a little angry.

"Let's get straight to the point, don't say anything so obvious as to hurt your mouth. Can you take that test right away?"

"Huhuhuhuhu, that's a lot of confidence. Can we continue to be so relaxed with despair in front of our eyes?"

"Don't waste your time, let's get to the point. I don't know what the details are, but between these things, time in reality is running out, isn't it? Time is gold, so why don't you tell me it's a test as soon as you can?"

"Yes. Keep it that way. I wonder what you'll look like in a minute."

At the same time, the surroundings were completely filled with darkness. Meanwhile, I began to think about being alone for a while. There are many ways to test. From simply enduring pain to suffering the other way around, destroying the mind, terrorizing.

As he pondered the content of the exam to satisfy his sadistic taste, he smiled brutally.

"He was quite clever, not unusual in strength. Of course, it won't be easy to succumb to normal physical pain. The more he looks confident, the easier it is to fall into internal pain. Khhhhhh."

The world began to brighten again with a light slice of water.

I felt a full-bodied narcissism that just happened in my sleep. Holiness, who grabbed the head that was not rolling properly, woke up in a stumbling motion. And he murmured without his knowledge.

"Fuck, what is this?"

I was so embarrassed that I spit it out without even knowing it. But if it happened suddenly in the classroom, no one would be surprised. Looking down, the clothes he was wearing were also his uniform, which he wore tirelessly in high school.

I felt a tremendous distortion. I can't tell you how to pick something up, but everything around you feels awkward?

Bang!

I could see someone in the back blowing their hands towards his back, but I didn't deliberately stop him. It was because I knew that I could not do it with that much power.

"What are you doing?"

"... Kang Chang-Seok?"

"Earle? Why do you call my name?"

"No, it's just. What's my name?"

"He's not sleeping well. Yooseong-hoon, have you forgotten your name?"

Looking at Changshang's face, who was a close friend in high school, Seong Hun stood for a while, stumbling out of the classroom and holding his head against the wall. It feels like something's coming up. It was so hard to keep thinking, but somehow I felt like I shouldn't stop thinking here.

And soon the memory began to return, one after the other, as if a clogged weir were bursting.

'The Mission, City, Monster, Survival, Job, Skill.'

"Are you hallucinating?"

If I hadn't been so familiar with Eli's skills, I would never have recovered my memory. Superior hallucination skills make memories as if they were in a dream, and make them feel more realistic about what they create, obscuring the boundaries of reality and illusion. When I was first struck by Sung-hoon's dreaming skills, I moved around as a trainee without knowing anything.

It was also possible that Sung-hoon's resistance was far above the average person. If you ask the people who finished Yukiko or 'Persuade', Eli's illusion is completely different from reality. Unlike Sung-hoon, who remembered the dim reality of things, their memories themselves were altered while hallucinations were maintained.

And as soon as he realized that Sung-hoon was hallucinating, a message window appeared before his eyes.

Test of Despair

Rating: A to E (?)

A book that has been around for countless years. It was an ordinary book at first, but it became something more than just exposed to so many dark energies. To make this unexpected existence your own, you must pass the test set by that existence. Please pass the exam while maintaining a strong spirit.

Achievement conditions.

Kill someone disguised as a person in this world.

Someone you can meet.

Someone can't run or hide until you can't catch them.

If you do not pass the exam, the soul is taken from the book.

Time limit: 24 hours.

"Hmm."

"Hehehehehehe! Stupid! I will watch you slowly perish!"

This test was actually a plaque that was woven in his favor no matter how it turned out. The condition for passing this test is to kill someone you know. And someone who holds the book is the one who unconsciously believes or understands the most.

In the first place, it's hard even to take things right now. The original memory will fade away as if it were a dream memory, so it will take a long time to be convinced of it. Besides, it's a hallucination, but can you really kill people you know?

Is it possible to kill friends, lovers, family, acquaintances, other precious people with your own hands?

"That's impossible!"

Most people die unsure if this is a hallucination or a fact. And most of the rest eventually give up without wielding their weapons against them. Some wield weapons, and others find and kill those who are willing to do so.

Those who passed all the exams and became their masters.

But even they were forced to face an unfortunate end in the end. Even if it wasn't real, those who ended up killing their families, friends, acquaintances, and finally killing themselves to the most precious beings in this world with a real sense of reality, had a serious mental flaw and could dig through the gap and take their bodies away.

It is you who ultimately triumphs.

"Idiot! That's where you get all grumpy! Or fall for the self-pity of killing precious people! Either way, choose! I'm looking forward to your choice!"

"Hmm."

I clenched my fist and repeated piggies. I stretched lightly and flew the jab toward the air. Body condition was perfectly normal.

"Hey, what are you doing? Are you okay?"

"……."

"Why is he suddenly speechless? Anything bad?"

Sung-hoon looked at Chang Seong for a moment without saying anything. It doesn't sound like hallucinations. The appearance of a window in his own memory. What if he was just delusional in the more missionary world? And what if the message window in front of your eyes is just looking at nothing?

And if you kill and touch people?

'I'll be a murderer.'

This is the real scary thing about hallucinations. Even if you realize that it's an illusion, you can't be sure of it. Sung-hoon closed his eyes for a while and recalled the memory before falling into more missions. 25 years of living as an ordinary person on Earth. A vivid memory in your hands. He smiled as he remembered the memories he could think of from one end to the other.

"Chang Seok. I'll apologize first."

"Apologies? What...?"

Missed!

He could not continue to speak to the end. It is because the fist of Seonghun passed through the jaw at a horrible speed. As he turned his eyes around and fainted, the gaze of those who had not yet grasped the situation was dazed, and in a noteworthy glance, Sung-hoon held his right fist, which he blew, muttering over and over again.

"Even if it's not as much as the body in the mission, the general public is out of control."

"... What, what is it?"

"Did you fight?"

"Wait, her jaw is twisted in a strange direction?"

"I don't know if it's great or stupid not to run or stop seeing things like this."

Can't use skill window or inventory. The Holy Hun, who confirmed it, frowned and entered the classroom, grabbed the leg of the desk, forcefully clenched it.