Main Character Hides His Strength

“I don't have much time left. ”

Eckhart, who stands at the center of a blurry space like stained glass, said.

“It's like the last flame on the floor. ”

Eckhart turns around.

Kim Sung-cheol was surprised to see his face.

It was so ordinary.

That was the face of Ekhart, an ordinary man who could easily encounter him as he walked down the street.

“Everyone wants to be a god. But if anyone finds out what God's duty is and what God has to endure, no one will. ”

In front of Eckhart is an old desk.

On the old wooden desk, which was worn and worn, there were various shapes, texts, and papers that were hard to decipher.

Eckhart starts walking around the desk.

Slow pace.

However, Kim Sung-cheol did not find any gaps in his intervention. Eckhart's words were still going on.

After a tedious slow beat, Ekhart opens his mouth again.

“A god who is said to be a so-called god is no different than a tyrant who borrows the name of a god, not a true god. ”

Eckhart blurs his eyes and creates a man's figure in the air.

A man with a strong double sword and a hero's fur. Death port, leader of the Seven Heroes.

Eckhart looks at the shape of Desport and says,

“He wanted to be a god. But he didn't even know what God was. ”

Six black silhouettes appear behind Desport. Kim Sung-cheol recognized that they were members of the other seven heroes who shared his will with Desport.

Eckhart stands before seven heroes.

He stared at the heroes of the past with his eyes filled with remorse for a while, and turned around and looked at Kim Sung-cheol.

At that moment, the landscape changed.

The background of the tranquil milky light changed into a violent, swirling blue flow.

Something was about to happen.

At the center, Ekhart pushes forward.

“The true god of this world is dead. ”

An assertive affirmation.

It was probably a very shocking comment.

If Kim Sung-cheol hadn't heard the truth of the world before.

But Kim Sung-cheol knows the truth.

There were few shocks.

Rather, he was able to observe Eckhart with a steady pace.

‘Strange.’

There is something wrong with Ekhart.

I couldn't pinch exactly what it was, but Kim Sung-cheol could feel a strange camouflage in the man in front of him.

I mean, it's not like you're human.

With Kim Sung-cheol's cool gaze, Ekhart continued.

“But the world he created is still alive. But a world without God is destined to wither and die. So orderly, to be honest, not even God. I figured out a way to support the collapsing world. That is, I have appointed a manager on behalf of God to administer this imperfect world. ”

“… we already know that story. ”

Kim Sung-cheol said.

However, Ekhart did not have any reaction to Kim Sung-cheol's words.

“... Immortals initially took on the role of administrators. True immortals designed and longed for by the true gods. ”

Eckhart only told his story despite Kim Sung-cheol's remarks.

This made it clear.

Kim Sung-cheol thought to himself.

The fact that the man in front of me is just a fragment of a memory left by someone who can no longer think or think.

Eckhart continued to tell the truth of the world, staring at Kim Sung-cheol's thoughts, whether he knew it or not. But it was already a variation of what Kim Sung-cheol knew.

The boring story continued.

“Desport thought the manager was God. Half of it's true. Because what the manager did was God's work. But mortal or immortal, no being other than God can replace God. At first, you may rejoice and gain the power of God, but soon, you become nothing. ”

Desport is gone.

His disappearance revealed a breadth of landscape, a beautiful landscape of nature.

Eckhart looks back at the landscape and speaks.

“Imagine the sound of all living things coming into your ears at once. Some sing love, some sing the song of life. But imagine that the screams, the screams, the screams, the sounds of things that are dying, that are being heard without rest and without judgment. ”

A deep sigh comes out of Ekhart's mouth.

“The human mind isn't infinite, so it can't handle infinite things. So those who are not gods slowly perish in God's place, leaving nothing behind. ”

Eckhart's eyes glow in vain.

Kim Sung-cheol, who was eager to hear Ekhart's story, listened to him with such focus for now.

Eckhart is now talking about his situation.

“Like me. That's the manager's destiny. Consumables that end up disappearing after wandering around in infinity. It's our destiny. ”

There was a deep wrinkle in Kim Sung-cheol's forehead.

Eckhart is gone.

He probably doesn't even know who he is.

‘Will the way to save Bertelgia never be found? ’

I wanted to ask you if you were alive.

More than anything else.

But the truth is harsh.

Eckhart continues in silence.

“What you're looking at is the existence of a country. Think of it as an automated wooden doll. You may look alive! That's because I'm too good at alchemy. Well, it looks like this, but I've made simple communication possible. ”

Suddenly, the landscape changed.

The stormy landscape changed to a brightly colored landscape.

And books appeared in the air.

The same type of Vertelgia as Vertelgia.

They make a commotion around Eckhart as if dancing in circles.

At the center of it, Eckhart's face reminds me of a grim expression.

What is it?

Something was about to happen.

Eckhart chuckles.

“After this, I'll give you a chance to ask yourself a few questions about Eckhart, the ruler of this god, the Book of Common Disasters. ”

At the end of Ekhart's words, a glowing letter appeared in Kim Sung-cheol's eyes.

[1. Who are you?]

[2. How did you become a manager?]

[3. What did you do as a manager?]

[4. What are your goals as a manager?]

[5. Eckhart's Secret ♥ Hobby]

Kim Sung-cheol's eyes reminded me of this.

The atmosphere resembles it somewhere.

After completing the quest left by Eckhart from the Summon Palace, the lightweight, joyful atmosphere was being reimagined in another form.

Perhaps this is the hallmark of a man named Eckhart.

Kim Sung-cheol thought so and looked around the options.

There are five options, but there is one that is poisonous to the eye.

Kim Sung-cheol was able to find himself unknowingly choosing number five.

My finger pressed 5 times.

However, it is not selected.

‘What the hell.’

Kim Sung-cheol once again pressed the secret hobby of Eckhart, option 5.

No response.

The moment I thought something was wrong, I remembered a warning in front of Kim Sung-cheol's eyes.

[Oops! You're a grumpy fellow. It's bad to try to find out his secret hobby without knowing who Eckhart is!]

“ ……. ”

Kim Sung-cheol's face was stiff.

‘This friend.... He was like this.’

Another letter appeared.

[Read the other four options! Then you will be able to see the reality of Eckhart's secret and mischievous hobbies!]

Kim Sung-cheol's mouth burst open.

This playfulness, moderate recklessness.

This may be the life of a man named Eckhart.

But the world, this wrong world, abandoned him.

The path of a god you didn't want.

Kim Sung-cheol suddenly wanted to know what a man named Eckhart was like.

Although his personality, taste and disposition were completely different, Kim Sung-cheol felt a strange identity between himself and Eckhart.

As someone who climbed the steps of the same god.

And as a man devoted to saving the world alone.

Kim Sung-cheol chose option 1 with a bold face.

The landscape changed again.

A small-town landscape appeared in front of me, like a fairytale village under a shaven mountain, sealed with a head like a white hat.

Light mountain breezes blew from behind my back, bringing the smell of fresh and spicy green to the tip of Kim Sung-cheol's nose.

Eckhart's appearance disappeared and a glowing letter appeared in front of Kim Sung-cheol's eyes.

[This is my hometown, Codia. It all starts when an army comes to town.]

There were 300 different people in front of the town. Warrior, wizard, archer, acolyte, bard. It was truly a colorful sight.

Their destination is the northern boundary of the land.

Heroes gathered from all over the world to defeat their first plague, the Demon King.

A boy prowled around and joined the crowd after a midnight snarl.

[A young alchemist who was mistreated by alchemists, admired them and secretly joined the ranks of heroes. That's me, Eckhart.]

The landscape changed.

Three hundred heroes were consumed in a series of battles against magical objects, and only eight survived in a short period of time.

One boy and seven heroes.

However, the seven heroes kept their distance from the boy.

[That's how the legend of the Seven began. I admired them deeply. Not one of the seven heroes I didn't like.]

One of the seven women stood out.

Vestiareda, the echo master.

The Vestiares released by Ekhart were much more beautiful and virtuous than the real Vestiares.

[Among them was the woman I had been craving all my life. Ah, Vestiaret. My Vestiaret. But she never turned her back on me.]

Desport appears next to the Vestiares. The two of them grabbed hands and walked into the majestic castle. When he saw that, he lowered his head and fell down, and the boy grew up and became an adult.

Behind him, there appeared a shadow of a woman resembling Vestiaret and a girl holding her hand, but Ekhart did not mention any of them.

Meanwhile, behind Ekhart, massive magical objects appear in the form of black shadows and begin to multiply.

The world is full of magic.

[Meanwhile, disaster has left humanity with an increasingly difficult task. The leader of the Seven Heroes, Desport, felt the limits of mortality and chose the extreme method.]

The landscape changed again.

Stairs appear.

A staircase that stretches endlessly to the sky.

A stairway to a true god.

Desport appears.

He strenuously walks up the stairs, but comes down on his own before even stepping on a few.

He sits on the floor, wet with grief.

Bestiare approaches him to comfort his grief. Ekhart, who was watching, suddenly climbs the stairs. Zaatos has kept him at bay, but Ekhart does not listen.

Ekhart begins to climb the steps of God while the other seven heroes laugh at him.

One step, one step.

Every time I climb the stairs, Ekhart expresses the enormous pain in gestures and actions.

The sensation of emptiness, fear, humiliating memories of his past, the agony of being egged over and over again, or the frustration of wanting to fall asleep right now, endlessly plagued him.

Knowing the pain, Sung-cheol Kim saw a man named Ekhart reach the end of the stairs while overcoming the pain of the day.

Eckhart stands at the end of Gerko's steps and faces God and the Chaos guarding him.

[In the end, I gained strength. The power of the unknown.]

Eckhart's voice has changed.

His voice was devastating and full of anger.

After gaining his strength, he resolved all the disasters surrounding him at once.

He now looked down at the seven heroes who had become smaller than himself. Desport bows his head, and the seven heroes who laughed at him no longer laugh at him.

The position has changed. But some things haven't changed. It was Vestiaret's gaze. She stares at the one-sided Desport.

Ekhart suddenly stops.

Suddenly, Kim Sung-cheol felt an ominous premonition.

It's because I felt a clear death from Ekhart, who had stopped like a statue.

Queek.

Eckhart's neck moves like a wooden doll and stares at Vestiaret thirsty.

[Why won't you look at me? You've gained so much power! Desport has the power to catch flies like flies!]

Despite his cries, Vestiaret stared only at Desport. Soon Death Port was gone and Vestiaret was left alone.

Eckhart appears in front of her standing still and says something. But Vestiaret did not look at him.

Cold Ignorance.

Ekhart, once again, shakes his head. In sigh and sigh, Vestiaret hardens like a statue.

You hear Eckhart's sad monologue.

[Why, did this happen?]

Everything disappears and darkness comes.

The choking silence settles around you.

At its core, something in the shape of Ekhart, or Ekhart, began to twist strangely.