How the Villain Lives

All the epilogues are happy.

I was confident that Sung-hoon would not be surprised by the dizziness he had experienced after many years of oblivion. However, I could not be surprised by the landscape unfolding before my eyes. skyscrapers, crooked cars, lots of people walking the streets dressed up. No one will be surprised to see Earth, not the world of missions anymore.

"It's a pleasure to meet you. Yooseong Hun."

"Huh?"

"Hahaha, I can't believe you're embarrassed. It's worth setting up a place like this."

"Now, hold on! No, wait! What the hell...?"

What the hell is going on? '

I just challenged the final stage attack with an attack force.

I've never done anything special before, but suddenly I fell off the planet. Though he thought it might be a mental attack, Eli, who can be said to be the best at mental and illusory magic, gave him rest with his own hands just before he left.

No, even Elijah, it is impossible to create this hallucination of difficulty without any foresight to himself. The old man who looked at Sung-hoon as if he thought it was fun to bite his tail and keep going said lightly, bouncing his fingers.

"I think it's in order to talk first. Anything you'd like to drink?"

'When? No, how?!'

When I woke up, I was embarrassed to see myself sitting in a chair, but I barely opened my mouth while thinking crazy about one assumption.

"... I think it'll be cold water."

"You're recovering quickly. Don't you have a lot to ask?"

"roughly guessed. Maybe Rocky... isn't he the same god?"

When I first fell into the world of more missions, I can explain the situation now if there are transcendent beings that I have occasionally seen when carrying out dangerous missions.

"That's right. It's a lot different than expected, isn't it?"

"No, not really."

Even if it was Loki, he was doing an image of a teenager who looked clumsy somewhere, but he was a lazy grandfather. There's nothing to be surprised about. In comparison, this side is closer to God. However, Sung-hoon, who noticed that the opponent was transcendent, could not do anything by himself, said with the utmost courtesy.

"May I ask why you called me here before you fell asleep? I'll warn you about the final stage..."

"Oh, that doesn't matter now. The final stage is already cleared."

"Yes?!"

I haven't seen this unidentified elderly person in less than three minutes, but I don't know how many times I've been surprised. Of course, the old man opened his mouth with a smile, whether he was surprised or not.

"In fact, the final stage is the last gateway to becoming the heir to the god you wanted so badly. There you go through some kind of test, and you choose the god that suits you best, and the mission ends more perfectly."

"I thought I would."

"Yes, but one variable came up. The variable is you."

The old man who pointed to Sung-hoon continued to speak.

"Unlike in the past when there were so many powerful, Jack Apron, Arben, and others who could cause so many variables, there will be no variables now that a man like you has everything in his possession and control. By analogy, it's like reading a story whose back story is clearly expected. And it's too harsh for me to see it through."

"I see... So are you going to take me as your successor?"

"No, that's not it. The god who wants to make you his heir is Loki. Do you know?"

No way. Rocky's altercation forced him to proceed with a superhuman mission that he didn't want. The old man, noticing the marginally difficult anger on Sung-hoon's face, laughed at you and asked a simple question.

"The reason I called you here is simple. Don't you want to be a creator?"

"... What are you saying?"

"Creator, don't you want to be an absolute being that can put so many gods under your feet, that you can't compare to the successor of gods that people wanted to be?"

"……."

I needed a moment to calm down because of the shocking sound.

Sung-hoon still has no idea exactly what kind of power the successor has or what kind of power God has. Suddenly, no one will be able to calm down when they hear that they are giving themselves the position of Creator, who goes beyond God and doesn't even understand the right concepts. The elderly man, when he saw the cloistered hymn and realized it, said with a small cough.

"Huge. Suddenly it's too big. You're gonna have to explain why I brought this up, aren't you? Yooseong Hun. What makes you think you created a world called The Mission?"

"That, isn't it, to choose the heir of God?"

"Gee, that's just an outward-looking reason for convincing other gods and motivating people. Have you ever thought of something strange? The gods not only create a world called The Mission, but also create and extinguish thousands and tens of thousands of new worlds at the beginning of the mission. If you think about the life forms and substances that live in them, you can't even imagine their magnitude."

Just right!

"But don't you think the gods who can do such an enormous thing can create the existence of a successor?"

The meaning of what the elderly had to say was truly shocking. On the contrary, however, Sung-hoon was not surprised at this saying. Because I thought it would be.

'What are the gods who make the world the way they want to, from the ignorant boss monster to the world?'

This was just part of the goal that this more missionary world had created. But that's all I can guess. I thought there would be a real hidden purpose, but there was no further clue or information as to the position of the experimental rat inside us.

"There's a real reason why I created The Mission. That was just to do one experiment."

"Experiment?"

Arben may have been angry, but Sung-hoon drank cold water and continued to listen to the elderly.

"Sung-hoon, what do you think you are, the Creator?"

"You can compare it to a writer… who can make and get rid of anything he wants."

"Writer! That's the perfect metaphor! Hahaha, that's right. The writer can make whatever he wants and get rid of it. The place of the Creator is actually similar to that."

The old man, who smiled brightly as if he liked the analogy of a writer, began to keep talking with a smile on his mouth.

"By the way, the writer realized one thing about the world he created."

"What do you mean?"

"The fact that there is some kind of law in the world."

The Creator existed as if it were natural from the beginning. And in a world of nothing, I began to create light and darkness, and to build more and more on them. When his own power was exerted, he tried to create a god that governed one concept and to divide the power of creation by a certain amount so that more could be created.

And after countless hours, the world of nothing began to be filled with the creators' creations and the numerous derivatives of creations. The creator, who had created the creation without rest, stopped working one day and began to appreciate the world he had created.

At first, everything was just curious and lovely. However, the Creator, who had watched the world for so many years, realized that there was a law of something in the world.

"The law is simple. That's the notion of justice winning. To put it simply, is it a winding evil?"

"What law is that?"

The expression of making a strange noise appeared, but the elderly said with a rather serious expression.

"It's not a matter of laughing. In any dimension, in any universe, on any planet, good prevails, evil repeats Ziggy. Do you understand? In an infinite world that can't be counted! In the meantime, the opposite may have happened, but eventually justice will prevail again."

"... that's a little weird."

"You think so? In so many worlds, no matter how much time passes, not a single side has ever happened."

Gulp!

The old man, who swallowed the car at once, was thirsty and began to spill his horse like a waterfall again.

"At first, I didn't think so. But soon I came up with something strange. What I want is that the infinite world that I created, that I can do whatever I want, that is not bound to anything, is bound to the law of something, as if someone were just drawing it with a more absolute line."

"……."

"As a matter of fact, the country is also a kind of creation created by transcendent beings that I can't even perceive. By analogy, is this another world that exists in a world created by one writer?"

"It's too big a scale for me to guess."

"Anyway, they said it was true. I didn't think there was any way to verify it. But one day I came up with an idea that seemed unrealistic."

"Wait, that's not..."

"You're right. That's why we created The Mission."

What this old man was trying to say was that he was forced to open his eyes slightly.

"It is not possible for me or God to intervene and the variables that can create all kinds of situations are also quite dangerous. In that world, I decided to gamble as an experiment."

Good and evil.

It's not so simple to win either, but the most important experiment for the elderly.

"Other gods, I don't care what the outcome was, but it really meant something to me. And as you can see, we have a very satisfactory result."

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