King of Shadows

It's shattered. Let's just say, shattered. Sihyun was devastated enough to not disturb the expression in any way. It's like a piece of meat chopped into pieces. He couldn't understand what was happening to him for a while. He just ran out. But I became flesh and blood.

'Ah, this is the true power of the stigma.'

Sihyun later realized that the tattooed man's stigma produced this phenomenon. It was only too late to realize it because of its power beyond recognition. Tattoo boy Stigma was different from the Stigma he had experienced so far. Absolute disparity. Born unable to be narrowed by effort alone. Desperate facts confronted the demonstration were overwhelmed by pain.

"Ugh, it hurts... It hurts." '

Crikey, Crikey, Crikey.

"Hehehehehehe, weak, weak!"

The tattooed man stepped on his body, vomiting purple blood. He was essentially a predator. I was just stuck in a prison of society. Catastrophe was a new opportunity for him. Naturally, he chose the beast's path to find his place. Every breath of blood that flowed through his body was a sign of victory.

Opportunity ran to Shi Hyun, who was in trouble. There were periodic oscillations around him that stimulated the ring tube of life. All of the tattooed men who were trying to get a vote collapsed without tolerating the dizziness. When I arrived at the place where purple blood flowed deeply, I hugged the torn body of Xi Hyun.

"Are you okay?"

Maybe it's not okay. '

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It had a 'basic regenerative ability' that was looted in a victorious fashion, but it had to be nurtured for at least a few weeks. But the tattoo man and his gang would not tolerate such tranquility. The situation was turning desperate.

"D-What have you done? Cetilian is a life. Your actions are unforgivable. Just because they look different doesn't mean they're violent."

The upvote was not like him. Even if we spent a month together, the love we had during that process was not light. However, the tattooed man and his gang did not even listen to him.

"Haha, what are you saying, old man? Is she your wife? What are you hugging and moaning about, gross?"

"Wasn't she an emergency wife, not an emergency food? You know, the rich, the ones who find special pleasures. Maybe that old man did it."

"I can't stand monsters, though. There's nowhere to put it."

"Hehehe, is it?"

mocking and criticism, and prejudice and prejudice. The upvote bows. I thought that she had lived with this gaze, so I was depressed deep in my heart. So he was born and shouted for the first time.

"You're not even human. You don't have feelings for someone else... or you're just excluding them! This child just wants to live with Humans. Why is he being so grumpy?"

"That's enough bullshit. It's noisy."

The tattooed head shakes. The story of favor was a difficult topic for him to understand. Coexistence with monsters.I never thought of that.

"I don't know the hard story, but one thing is clear: the old man's ability should be used for us from now on."

"Do you think I'll cooperate with you?"

"We can make it impossible. It's not that hard."

Once again, when Stigma shined on the tattoo man's forehead, his body collapsed without any help. And there were scars everywhere. It looks like it was put in a shredder and went without cause. Every time I lost weight, I felt favored. It was an unbearable pain for him to sit in a chair all his life and look at the world.

"Hehehe, if you think everything will work out the way you want it to."

"I don't think what I want to do will happen, but what I want to do. This one looks like I'm better than the old man."

She bites her lip and resists, but eventually faints without overcoming the pain. He had the right to have a stigma to control the hetero and had tattooed taste in front of his eyes. He now possesses the power to become master of the realm. All that was left was how to build a kingdom.

"Listen so you don't get hurt. This old man is useful in many ways. Make sure there are no scratches."

The gang faithfully executed the tattoo man's orders. They hurry and finish preparing to return to the site. A place where no one is left. One of the gangsters shouts at the tattoo boy as if he remembered something.

"Captain, what do we do with this guy?"

Everyone's gaze came to Sihyun. A monster with a broken arm and a torn body. A useless piece of meat for no one. I made a judgment without a scratch on my chin.

"Just kill me if you have to."

With a short answer, some of the gang gathered beside him. They pull the wings out of their arms. And I put it into his body without hesitation. When hostile Humans chopped up his whole body, he struggled with pain. Of course, there was a scream that sounded like scratching the blackboard. Sihyun uttered a curse.

"It hurts, it hurts! Ow! Ow! Ow! I won't forgive you! I won't forgive you! Bastards! Beasts, not humans! '

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The tattooed man and his group who had completed their original plan left Xi Hyun's side without looking back. Sihyun shouted, his neck bursting, looking at the chance to hang on to others like the meat of a spinach.

No, don't go! Professor! Professor! '

Queek, Rick, queek! What should I do? Giddy up! Giddy up!

The louder the sound, the farther away his spirit became. Blood all over the body. There was no power left to endure. But I couldn't stop. If it turns out that there is no Stigma controlling the monster, a vote of honor will be brutally slaughtered. He didn't want that ending. That's why he shouted with all his last strength. But no miracle happened.

"Shit, shit, shit, shit!!" '

That's how the lie ended with death. Opposition ignored human cruel nature and selfish reason. It was the same with Sihyun. Abundant lies have become poisonous. No, they were not strong enough to spin a bundle of lies. It was just that.

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As a flash of light appeared in the white heat sphere, he suddenly woke up. He immediately noticed the situation. He is now standing in front of a hetero that resembles a sea turtle.

'I came back a month ago.'

The sixth death was futile. No, all death was futile. It all happened because he had no strength. It was impossible not to be vain. Sihyun shed tears. I was desperate to think that all the memories of my support had been piled up for a month were ruined like sand. He seemed to have been left alone.

Sihyun recalled the tattoo man's stigma. The stigma engraved on his forehead was powerful enough to resist. Even with a rare one of one called the Synonym, it could not come close. It was not only because of Stigma, but also because of the strong idea that tattooed men had.

'I also need strength.'

Strength. It was an absolute proposition that never changes when life changes and body changes. If I had the strength, I would not have left my support in vain. Rather, he would have shaken the lives of tattooed men and their men in one hand. Sihyun's lips were burning. He always lacked a footstep. A crucial step that can shake any plank. It was time to move beyond that limit and control the situation.

Although he possessed the power of colossal mastery, he was not able to use it efficiently. What happens when your body can't withstand its abilities and you reach saturation? All he did during that one-month gap was play around. It was the best way for him to do it.

'We need help. Someone who can give you the right advice about power. and someone who actually has the ability to give that advice.'

There was only one person who came to my mind. Who acknowledged his existence to the end. A prodigy, a man in charge of the National Laboratory of Intelligence. Shi Hyun, who remembered his face, immediately walked towards the secret base.

'Hoo, you have to be good.'

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After clearing his mind and entering the secret base, Shi Hyun pulls out a jar of glass in a bag close to his body. It contained a skeleton of the prey that Sihyun hunted today.

I got another sample today, like you said, a sea turtle hetero.

He quietly placed the glass bottle in front of his eyes and listened to him. Results on blood tests, episodes on reproduction. It was all the memories he shared with me.

"Somehow it's quiet today. Do you have something to say?"

After everything I had to say, I looked at him quietly for a while. Sihyun trembled with a trembling question that seemed to look into his mind. But you can't be pathetically afraid. Sihyun realized what a supportive person he was already. And I experienced it with my whole body. Opportunity was a reliable ally. That is why Sihyun taught him the power of winning.

The ability to randomly hijack a trampled opponent's traits was originally zinc in color, but then I gathered my feelings and listened seriously.

"I see. That would be the basis for the singularity and unusual strength of your blood." But why are you telling me such a story? "

I want to be strong.

"Too vague. Why do you want to be strong?"

[Because all I have now is the power to protect nothing, and I have to die.]

"I see. Unlike humans, strength to heteros was a matter of survival."

Opportunity closed my eyes. I met him for a short time, but he liked him. Unorthodox thinking power and power. And his naive nature sometimes inspired him. I often thought that if all the heteros coming down from heaven were like strikes, disasters wouldn't have happened.

"What would you do if you were empowered?"

[I will survive, and I want to be human.]

"... that's not a heterophorical answer."

I remembered the 'project' that was recently discarded with a happy smile in my heart in his answer. Plans that have been neutralized during the commercialization phase due to risks. I thought it would be a good idea for the project. After considering for a while, he got up from his seat.

"Then wait a moment. I have the right sample for you."

It was only a few minutes before the disappearance came back. He came back empty-handed with an unidentified drug. A blue liquid was running through the glass bottle the size of a supportive hand.

[What's that?]

"A drug that artificially alters genetic traits to enhance the subject's overall ability. You don't need care. It's permanent, to say the least. It's worldwide to be blamed for harming the ethics of life, but every Special Forces unit in the country is reinforced with these drugs. It's going to be a success. Well, one ignores the starting line and the other ignores it."

He looked at the glass bottle in his hand. A great drug he developed under the pretext of being for the benefit of the country. This was the sin of his karma.

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