King of Shadows

"By the way, Swimming, don't you want to join our guild? Si-hyun is with her brother. There are many difficulties with small activities. Si-hyun is the commander's niece, so it shouldn't be that hard."

When the topic that had been persistently presented for a year ago was also presented today, the swimming looked closely at Gyeongju's face. It was always the same, but she didn't need to worry about anything.

"I'm just following you. If you don't want to join the scorpion guild, that's fine."

"But still, There's a lot of" things "going on these days, so it's dangerous out there. I think our guild will be safer than Si-hyun with her brother. If you tell me, my brother will definitely think positive. I hate to say it, but you're weak. Isn't that right?"

"It's unnecessary interference."

The swimming that I heard about his life from Sihyun found out all about his suffering and his strength. That's why she was able to trust him. I considered it okay to live with someone who did not lose himself in such situations.

"And you're not that weak."

"You're weaker than me. You said" reinforcement. "Moreover, his right arm was burned after the disaster. You've suffered so much pain, but you can't be too weak. Come on, think about it. You think I have a multi-family stigma? I can protect you enough."

As Gyeong-jun raised his head without hesitation, the swim took a step back. Gyeong-jun's actions were not rough. It was always fair. Gyeong-jun, who looked beautiful like his older brother Kyung-min, seemed to fit in nicely, but was dazzled by the swimming. The more she hated to swim, the more aggressively Kyongju stayed close to forcing her opinion.

"Stop it, Gyeongjun. The swimmer hates it."

When she heard a voice toward her, she turned her head. It was the 'universe of Kim,' who was watching the situation in the basket of children. I tried to try, but my eyes were somewhat harsh on the bright child, the word of the universe.

"The incapable man, stay away from me. Don't let anyone in without a stigma. There are Stigma users like my brother who live like this."

Kyungjun's attitude was rash and coarse in contrast to his usual behavior, but the children around him were even more advocating for him.

"That's right, the incompetent who can't do anything just say the word. Gyeong-jun only said that because he was worried about swimming."

"If a monster shows up, he'll be the first to run. If you can't do anything, it's quiet."

"By the way, did his father do the same? You said you broke your leg on the run the other day."

The laughter doesn't stop. The universe trembled at the fact that it was insulted not only by itself, but also by a respected father.

In the end, the universe, which could not endure insults and contempt, rushed towards a child, but failed to fulfill its purpose because of the race that popped out in the middle. Kyung-joon, who was assisted by thought, fell on the bridge of the universe.

The universe leaps toward the horizon without giving up, clutching its fists. But this time, the purpose of the universe did not come true. Gyeong-jun walked on the bridge and fell again.

The universe gripping its flaky knee screams out loud.

"Don't ignore it! I didn't become powerless because I like it!"

"What? Let's do it, then? I didn't become a Stigma user because I like it."

Kyungjun laughed at the universe. There was a big difference between a Stigma user and an incapacitator. I was neither physically nor competently challenged. From his point of view, the universe was just a puppy day. The universe knew that, so it didn't just blurt out, but its eyes flashed sharply.

The situation is sudden. Xi Hyun appears as a relaxed step.

"What's going on?"

"It's nothing, brother. I was just joking. It's the universe."

"Yes, of course."

Jo, who showed the universe, smiled brightly and greeted him. Sihyun looked around. Each of the children was emitting an awkward stream, but he didn't ask.

"Swimming, let's go."

"Are you leaving already?"

"Yeah, it's been a little rough around here lately. He can't stay long. Let's be quiet until it gets quiet."

Sihyun quietly grabbed the hand of the swimmer, because I couldn't say it wasn't an atmosphere that would be laid down. Sihyun quickly left Hansung University, embracing the swim and leaping high into the sky as she couldn't see the attention of others.

Corrected by the Cheonan pair, he broke through dozens of meters in a single step. The reason I couldn't move faster was because my body couldn't take it.

"I forgot to greet you at the end."

"Oh, we can do this later. Don't worry, I said good-bye."

The swim looked at him with a suspicious face. The end of the road and Se-hyun did not get along well. I couldn't have said goodbye. But the swim left those questions and eunuchs behind. She had more questions than that.

"Sir, I have a question."

"What is it, Swimming?"

"Mister, is the incapacitator really of no help to the world?"

Since Sihyun heard what the children were talking about, she could understand why the swimming was putting such a question in her mouth.

'Contempt and mockery of the incompetent'. It was a topic that was often discussed in modern societies. Among the challenges that prominent professors and prominent professors couldn't find a work-appropriate-policy. Eventually, the situation with the tail turned bad enough that it was pushed away from the incompetent society. Everyone kept their mouths shut.

Thoughtful, but too few, are incapable of using stigma, only 6% of the population. Unfortunately, 6% of modern societies dominated by Stigma users were within error. It doesn't really matter whether they exist or not.

He was once also a desperate level of incapacitated enough to be named Perfect Zero. So I knew how miserable the lives of the incapacitated were. Individual awareness was not a problem, but a national remedy was needed.

"They don't get many opportunities to leave without being helpful. The cleaning, the dishwashing, the stigma users are in a much better position than they are. Talents change work efficiency, but no one wants to use a cripple. I'm afraid that's true, Swimmer."

"But the only reason I was born that way is because I have to live my whole life like that."

Swimming reminded me of the universe. I still haven't forgotten that he was mocked and ridiculed for not having Stigma. Swimming thought he should have stepped forward on his behalf.

"The old world used to have a place where you could pretend to be nice, but now you have no reason to be. So if you're the only one who can swim, would you be nice to them?"

"Yes, sir."

/032

The city was very dark when the night went down. There was not a single light in the distance from the power cut, and not a single person wandered the distance because of the possibility of being attacked by heteros.

But I stayed up all night sitting in the street with no one else. They observe the sudden flood of heteros and are tasked with quickly delivering them to the guild. In other words, it was night vigilance. While gazing at the distant mountain under the quiet moonlight, he carefully got up from his seat.

"What's going on?"

"I need to go to the bathroom."

"Yes, goodbye."

With a slight nod, Gyeonghyun steps into the public bathroom in a nearby building. It wasn't lost circulation because everything was broken and broken, but it was the only place in the shape of a toilet.

While illuminating the dark path with a small lamp, he walked forward and entered the bathroom and saw work. After finishing up quickly, he came out of the bathroom. When I saw him standing in front of me, my biceps fell apart. The appearance was not that surprising.

"You scared the shit out of me! You don't stand guard. Why are you here? Tsk, how many times do I have to tell you both not to leave? Hurry up and see what's already happened. And be prepared. I'm not just going to end it today."

My head was cut off and my biceps passed by my side. No, I was just leaving. However, I reached out my arm and blocked his face, so my biceps couldn't pass and I just looked at him.

"What is this?"

"You always ignored me."

"What? When did you ignore it?"

"You've always hated me. The only reason I don't have the ability is to write to pigs, and I still do. It's funny, isn't it?"

"Are you crazy? Where did you..."

Gyeonghyun was unable to succeed. I forgot what to say when I saw my right arm twist and thicker and thicker thorns gushing out of it. Ununderstandable sights. Creepy scene. After a late stroke, the muscles retreated. That was not his ability. At least not the way he knows it.

"Crazy. Who are you?"

"My brother's successor, Jeong Yi-wook. Remember, if it's not today, you won't be rolling that stupid head."

The stigma caused reflexively. His stigma was the most basic ability flame in the firing family. The muscle that ignited the flame in the palm of the hand flew a hot flame towards Yiyuk.

A fireball so intense that the interior of the building is superheated. However, he swung his right arm and split the sphere of high temperature into two halves. The right arm, which moves pleasantly through the wind, was free as if it had a self.

"Stigma doesn't work?"

"It's not that it doesn't work, it's that weak that it doesn't work, brother. Is that all you're afraid of? No? A little bit stronger. So that I can be rewarded for throwing it all away."

He stabbed his right arm forcefully, reducing the distance from his biceps in a single step. His arm, which had turned into a single window, showed the best efficiency in narrow spaces. The cornered muscle allowed Yiwook to take a beating without hesitation. I tried to melt the spear by raising the flame all over my body, but after all, the spear only chopped my tibial muscle without a burn.

"This is boring."

"Crazy bastard. Are you sure you want to kill him?"

"You can't reveal your true colors if you're not going to kill me."

The right arm, which turned into a spear, burst the right eye of the gear nostrils and pierced to the other side. I couldn't help but scream at the feel of the window coming out through the back of my head.

"Shhhhh!!!"

Hanging on a pole, he senses his death. He met his murderous gaze. Despite going to the bathroom, his shorts started to wet wet wet wet.

"What did I do wrong... to come out like this?"

"I'm a little disappointed. I thought you at least remembered the guy who hit him. If you say you don't know what's been bothering me and my brother, I have nothing to say."

He raises his left arm, raising his mouth awkwardly high. His left arm flies as fast as his right arm has changed. It was a blade made of blood and flesh that looked like the fangs of a beast.

"Then die, brother."

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