Limit Breaker

It wasn't like this.

It wasn't what he wanted.

When the gallery was shaken and argued with the principle more often, it felt worse than usual, but it wasn't enough to kill people.

Thinking about it, something's been wrong since this morning.

I'm not in a good mood, and for some reason I keep having negative thoughts, and anger that seems to explode if anyone touches me for just a little while keeps rising.

What the hell is wrong with me? '

Civilization is a bitch, but it doesn't mean that self-restraint is completely impossible.

However, from morning on, everything started to get nervous, and the stress of nothing had continued to pile up.

Fortunately, there was a stressful sandbag for her, and that day she continued to curse at him to relieve the stress.

Yin had to endure it of course, but Minjung felt good about relieving stress by insulting the other person on that day, so the intensity of the swearing became even worse.

At first, I started with idiots, sloppy idiots, and the same language, but the content gradually escalated to my parents.

At first, I continued to endure persecution because I was powerless, but for a retarded child like you to be born, how stupid would it have to be for the parents to be? With a pad that says, "Aren't you a genius monkey made out of copulation among monkeys," the third party said, "That's too much."

The people knew that this was not going well.

When she cursed, she stayed only to the extent that she could not always be angry, but she had so far refrained from thinking that if she exceeded the limit, she would also rebel against the other party.

However, even though I thought this was not the case in my head, I was increasingly heightened by the feeling of pleasure that comes with every swearing, and eventually Yoon exploded at lunch time.

"Why are you insulting my mom and dad! It's just me!!"

She struggled by forcefully pushing her shoulders, and after that, she began a brutal assault with a pale head.

"What are you doing!!"

"!?"

Yikes!

At that time, a mid-50s middle-aged man rushed in and slapped his wrist.

The pain that he felt all over his face and the outburst of anger that he had been punched in the face began to rise, and when he regained consciousness, he killed Jinho, the father of Yoon.

"Khh... khh...!"

She quickly jumped out the window and used her mind to fly out of the school, raising questions as to why she had not resected herself so much, but now is not the time to think about it.

- What happened?

Ming quickly picked up his phone and took a short number with the principle, explaining his work urgently as he heard his voice.

"Ahjussi... I... I just killed a man."

Minjung was flying up in the sky, but when people on the ground heard what he was saying, they opened their mouths.

- What...!? -

The voice of the principle was surprised, but before that I had a question.

The reason he knew was because he was able to self-resect himself to avoid even the worst situations, even though his temper was a mess.

Of course I'm surprised she killed someone like that.

- H-explain the situation! -

"I-I don't know why I did it... I just... I was harassed like usual, but I just wanted to do more..."

Since we need to know what happened before and after to know how we can help, Ming began to explain what happened and what happened to his father, revealing both what happened today and what killed him.

- I told you not to kill people like that...! -

"I-I don't know! What can I do better than that?"

Ordinarily, the principal was confused about what to do, and the public was calmed down by the cold, but the voice of the civilization was shaking greatly because of the shock that killed the person for the first time.

Even though he had killed monsters before, he was half stunned by the shock of the first killing for the civilian who didn't even kill people enough to take the lives of these capable criminals.

- Let's control the press first. And then you're gonna pin the man you killed down as a terrorist. -

"The terrorist……."

- Yeah, it's not like there's a whole mess of superhuman legislation going on in America. The man you killed is a terrorist who hates his abilities, and you said you had to kill him to fight back. At this rate, you'll be a criminal, so get your ass back to headquarters! -

Proposal of a working principle for a reason.

Civilization found it best to control the media.

'No...! Murderer... I don't want to be like that!'

If you become a criminal, all your wealth and power will disappear, and people will rush down to arrest you as if you were a criminal.

"Oh... I get it. I'll do as you say."

The stiff-headed civilian followed the rules, and the principle promptly called the police department and several stations to urgently mix demands and threats to control the media.

It was possible because they often argued with each other about bad things, but they realized it was impossible to hold the gallery alone without her.

Ming who hung up his phone flew faster into the gallery, and there were those who looked down at her like a strategy simulation game.

"Heh, that's a piece of cake."

"A light cursing spell that leaves no trace, but if you're a jerk, of course the afterstorm is strong."

Harin, who was watching from afar what was happening around compassion through magic, was amazed at the magical power of many times.

"Real magic is so versatile. Versatility. It can be monitored remotely. I can handle a curse with my own personality..."

"Magic has a system. Most wizards only use magic that is specialized according to their lineage, but there won't be any wizards there that can use both magic and dark magic of different lineages like me."

God was proud as if he were pretending to be a fool, but he was right and even if he was a liar, Harin could not figure it out.

"But I didn't expect the problem to be this big just to make the walls of my self-control thinner and lower than usual."

The reason I was in such a bad mood and angry from morning was because it was a problem caused by God's curse.

After collecting frequently used hair as part of the body that became a medium from her home (the guarding devices inside were not a big problem for God), she used light cursing magic that left no trace to make her condition worse and self-control thinner than usual.

If you had put this curse on a layman, nothing big would have happened.

Would you kill someone just because the average person's self-control is getting thinner? It was just a bad fight, and so was the life of the god of the South Palace.

However, this curse is very effective against those who are arrogant like civilization.

Her low self-esteem has resulted in a thinner effect.

If it were her usual emotion, she would have just left rather than killing Jinho, but she dared not forgive the 'Cheonmin' who slapped her cheek.

"And? What are you going to do next?"

"That's it."

The more I saw God's magic, the more I looked at it, the more I expected Harin to be disappointed.

"That's the only spell that ends?"

"If you look at the afterstorm, you won't see 'barely'. You don't know too much about people's ignorance."

"??"

"You can count on it. As soon as tomorrow, no matter how long, she'll come for me in a week."

Harin, whose social experience was short, tilted his head as if he didn't understand, in the image of God who had let go completely by inducing murder by only thinning out the restraint of civilization.

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On that day, all TV and media outlets focused on the murders committed by civilians.

Until now, I have always been in charge of the mood of the gallery maker in a bright atmosphere, and many citizens have become concerned about the question of why she committed murder, a virtuous woman who has never killed a person, no matter how she used this ability against a vicious criminal.

The power of this ability could kill a human being without even knowing it, but it was also a byproduct of its power.

After pressing down on the gallery police and the press, unfavorable contents poured out against Jinho, who was killed by Minjung, as if he had been kissed beforehand.

And so the conclusion was,

- Kim Jin-ho, who began to be stressed by factory management because of the difficult economy, began to realize that all of this was a problem caused by these talented people, and eventually he tried to attack Kwon's compassion, representing the gallery, as a believer in the 'superregistration act' in the United States. Kwon Minjung only tried to subdue him, but he died from overexerting his hands to keep him from moving for a while because he kept on trying to kill him. -

In addition, in the gallery, several journalists were called to a formal meeting, and Kwon Jing, who participated there, appeared depressed in front of the journalists.

"Sorry……. At first... I just wanted to subdue him lightly... But the wind is too lively... To be honest... I think he was overpowered by the look in his eyes.... I'm so... so sorry, people..."

Then she shed a few tears and left along with the guards of the gallery, and the principal took over after the official meeting.

"As a member of the gallery, I can only say I'm sorry for what's happened. I'm so sorry."

Like a brawler who apologizes like a sinner, people who don't know what's behind the scenes began to talk freely through the internet.

- Why do you have to apologize in the gallery? You're the one who attacked him first, right?

Criminal contingencies that prioritize criminals' human rights, just Gotham City.

If you're going to do the helicopter, get out of here.

- [Deleted comment]

What did you say? Deleted?

I saw you earlier, and I heard that Ming is acting like a jerk.

One maniac.

- Honestly, after all the congressmen puked, is it not silver for us to stay and protect us?

You know, monsters have been popping up all of a sudden, and there's been some damage, but there's still a gallery, so that's the damage.

I feel frustrated when I look at the pups who suck after the black exam. I know he takes care of most of the monsters, but if the gallery doesn't hold, do we have time to hang out here?

That's a hell of a lot of money.

Seoul would have been a disaster five minutes ago if it hadn't been for killing those monsters in the gallery.

Alba's release from the gallery set the mood in the direction of the gallery, and the people who were seduced here began to chase criminals who rushed to save their daughter, and spread the word that Korea was saved thanks to the furnace.

On occasion, girls who knew more about Kwon Ming's trash than anyone else carefully reported about her normal life through the article ripple, tweet or Facebook, but each time the students' articles were deleted.

The article ripple was deleted by site operators, and Tweets and Facebook came together to threaten those who blasphemed the public, and eventually those who knew the truth couldn't overcome the threat and deleted the article.

Those who became strongly dependent on the gallery began to cry and defend their apologetic feelings, insulting the advocacy of attacking her.

The police, the press, the netizens, literally the whole country is attacking.

Because of this situation, it was too simple for ordinary families with no money and no denying.

- Murderers!

- Will you be responsible if the gallery leaves Korea because of you? Huh?

Why are you touching Min-jeong? -

"No! No! My husband is not a murderer!"

Boom!

Eun-si, who couldn't even perform a police investigation after her husband's death, rebuked and shoved her phone into the phone, screaming at the phone, answering a swearing phone call every second.

"Huff... Huff... Honey..."

A family that has already been visited by the police and has become a complete mess.

With his mother suffering through tears without the strength to clean up, Yoon couldn't understand the current situation with his dead eyes.

'Why…? We're the ones who got hurt... suffered... and killed... Why do we have to be treated like sinners...?'

What about the students in your class?

And the teachers?

Why don't they say anything when they've been overpowered and mutilated while they're being beaten up by civilians?

Why do we have to look like criminals?

Why the hell not?

Doyun buries her head, hugging her knees in her room, and Eunji cries out in tears at her husband's dishonorable death.

When my body and mind were completely compromised, I fell asleep with my knees tucked in, and when I opened my eyes again, I heard no sound.

"… Mom…?"

I feel anxious again.

The same anxiety caused her to feel guilty when she saw her dead father, and Yoon sought the kitchen and bathroom, hoping that she would go to the room where her father and mother slept the last time.

May your heart leap.

I hope you're tired from crying and lying down.

In his eyes, he prayed earnestly and opened the door, and there was an unwelcome sight.

The image of a mother held long with her tongue hanging from the ceiling with a rope hanging from the ceiling.

And on the bed was a piece of paper.

'I'm sorry, Doyun.' A paper with a short sentence.

"Haha... Hahahahaha... Hahahahahaha! Kahahahahahahahahahaha!!"

Suddenly, when I lost all my parents, Yoon became an orphan and started laughing like crazy with tears.

I don't know.

I don't know why I should be like this, or what I have done wrong and how my parents should die, no matter how much I think about it.

But I could only tell one thing.

"I'll kill you.... I'll... kill them all..."

They took everything from me.

Min Jing Kwon, the gallery. People of the school who have surrendered to the strong. The press, the police. And scum who treated their fathers as criminals when they knew nothing.

Only the strong murderer, wanting to kill them all, stood by her.

But how?

No matter how hard you train, even if you're a world champion, you can't move if you use your powers.

At that moment, a man's face popped into her head.

The man who had the ideal condition of being handsome, but was clumsy and reluctant to approach someone.

'If you want to be strong by selling your soul, come here whenever you want to be strong at any cost.'

It can be a lie, or it can be a demon.

But it doesn't matter if he's the Devil. No, it must be the Devil.

He must be a demon to gain the power to take revenge while giving up his own soul.

With that direction, she steps out of the house with a costume that conceals her identity that has already been robbed.

"Bye, Mom and Dad."

Until a few days ago, my family gathered together and lived happily ever after.

You can think of it as a good thing to say because you are your family, but Doyun's father was a good father who always cared about communicating with his daughter despite his hard work, and a good mother who also put the father who was struggling while doing business behind her back.

A place of warmth, a place of home to himself.

Now, the last thing I saw about the house that felt nothing but cold and death was the ruins I met with the god of the South Palace to destroy everything that had ruined my life.

Among the executives of the Three Taiji Dynasty who bring fear to many people, the notorious' Queen of the Dead 'was born so quietly.

With hatred for humanity.

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I like to express dark effects like dark magic, so I have a surprisingly high point of becoming my favourite.

Instead, because of the high 3 setting, I will avoid the scene.

Even if you do, you have to spend more than a year in the world of fiction.

But the more time passes, the more I want to use.

First, the kicking was determined by extraterrestrial microscopy, the dungeon object, but then I also wanted to use survivors, the original (?) I want to try Raid Water, I want to have a level-up system, I want to be summoned to another world, I want to be part of the genre that other people are using.

But there's a problem.

I want to use the protagonist as a protagonist, but the problem is, there's a good chance he'll turn into a prototype novel.

... No, maybe everyone walks in a circle that's not just, or just, surprisingly psychotic, but at least frustrating. (Anxiety)

PS: Number 1 for preventing egg filtering. I've reflected my reality.

PS2: In some games, there's still something stuck in filtering like that.