Mom is my constellation

"You're playing with him here. I'll be right back."

"Honey, come on."

"Yes…. Wait."

Pages.

Voodoo lips kissed my forehead.

My hair with a good scent faintly touched my cheeks.

I looked at my mom and dad with restless eyes.

Beyond the hard-closed iron gate, people's voices and screams are heard.

What's going on?

When I was crying for nothing, my mother said, stroking my head with a warm hand.

"When you come back later, I'll give you my favorite toast. I also applied a lot of honey."

I nod without a word. She smiled once more, and then looked at the man standing next to me.

Please help my son.

It was a meaningful look.

The man nods in reply that he understands.

Kurung.

The iron gate opened to the left and right, and the city was caught in the fire.

Taking a whirlwind of heat and ferocity, Mom and Dad marched boldly into the city centre that turned into hell.

I just kept looking at the back with my stupid eyes.

Kung.

The iron doors are closed.

Behind it.

I could not eat my mother's toast forever.

* * *

[Holy Grail, SeongHyun-sook is sponsoring our son!]]

[Sponsorship List: Breakfast Package (Korean)]

I couldn't get my eyes off the hologram floating in front of me.

What is it? A dream?

I peered at the corners of my eyes with my back of my hand and slapped my cheeks.

It's so vivid.

The fact that you have regained the status of the newly assigned Holy Place is surprising...?

SeongHyun-sook.

Definitely.

It's definitely my mother's name.

You even call me "our son," and there's only one answer.

"Are you really a mother...?"

[Seong Hyun-sook rebuked me because he didn't recognize my mother!]

I don't think I need to find out anymore by saying 'Oh, I see' here...

I don't even know what the hell is going on.

Back three years ago, not 13 years ago, my mother, who died 10 years ago, appeared as my sponsored saint?

"……."

Calm down.

First, let's talk about the details after we get some cold water.

I stumbled like a zombie and opened the fridge in the corner of the trail.

Five bottled 2L4s, three cans of beer, and a pack of convenience store lunches trayed for breakfast.

It can be said that the marginal beauty of the interior is prominent.

[Why do you live so miserably? SeongHyun-sook can't stop bullets!]

I pretended I hadn't seen the hologram that came up next to me and flushed into the cold water. Puha.

"... What should I do? I can't calm down."

First of all.

Let's start with the facts.

I honestly don't believe anything.

'Wow! Mom!' I'm not an arm and an ear to greet.

'If I can't, I don't know if I can see my real mother.'

All I can see is a few lines of text.

You don't know?

It may have opened a sneak camera event on the side of the holy sites.

If that's the case, none of it would be fun.

'Maybe the Swordsman is screwing with me.'

He exchanged sword skills and personality, so he'll be able to hit the padrip and stay.

I cleaned up the little frame next to the computer.

When I was 8 years old, the last time I went on a family trip, I took a picture with my mom and dad at the amusement park.

You sons of bitches, if you do this to my dead mother, I'll blow your big, fat lovebirds off.

"I have proof that you're my mother."

[If you still go to the amusement park, 'Hyun-sook' asks if you are looking for Ascream first.]

"Yes?"

The words I was about to say stopped in my throat.

Ascream?

What's the intention of asking that question all of a sudden? I'm going to ask you again...

Several scenes pass by like lightning strikes in the brain.

Mom, I'm Ascream.

Does this guy look like Abby? Did he come to the amusement park and sit on a ride with no appetite?

Ah, ascream! I want some aspirin!

Okay, you're not gonna buy it. If I keep looking, I'll go to my mom's.

I found out later, but my parents said they were famous players.

Besides, they were both S-class, so they were called S-class couples.

With such a mother and father, what could have left the world where foreign monsters would pop out?

'No way.'

It's a mission, what... For various reasons, I spent a lot more time alone than I did watching my parents' faces.

Compared to my age, I was forced to realize solitude earlier.

I'm sorry if I felt that way.

When I could spare a little time, my mom and dad took me to the amusement park.

Even the day after fighting monsters.

"Are you looking for Ascream first...?"

In fact, I remember liking it because the beaded ice cream I sell there is better than riding a ride.

One by one, I think of it anew.

I had a short tongue because I was still young, so I didn't pronounce ice cream very well, so I called it 'Ascream'.

By the way,

"How did you...?"

How do you know about that sacred place that I never told anyone about?

[I remember wearing a diaper until summer when I was seven years old, and SeongHyun-sook burst into laughter.]

Damn it, did you?

I think I did, but I don't want to admit it.

I pounded my burning face.

It creeps me out as I leave my memories to mourn.

'That doesn't make me 100% trustworthy.'

Holy See.

They are beings who sponsor skills and items that transcend cognition in the realm behind humanity's ignorance.

South America's S-player Jaden has been sponsored by the Holy City for his time control skills, so what else can I say?

'Even if there is one human being like me or one item looking into the past, it is not a crowd.'

There's nothing there.

Something that gives me more certainty so I can hide the truth...

If we keep talking, we can save something, right?

"I'm sorry for being so tricky, but I still love you."

[Now stop talking and let 'Hyun-sook Seong' send you a stinging eye gun to eat first before you cool down.]

[Sponsored Item: Would you like to view the Breakfast Package (Korean)? Y/n]

No, but I've been cutting horses strange ever since.

Is that my mom? Once upon a time, I still listened to what I said.

'I want to say that Bob is not important right now..'

A holographic window pops text into my face like a bird's cock splattered with a beak. It's a burden, really.

"Oh, okay. I'll eat it. You can eat it."

It seems like I've been through too much at once.

I can't believe I'm hungry in the meantime..

I glanced at the 'Y' for positivity and blinked twice.

[Sponsored Item: Breakfast Package (Korean)!]

[To view the package item, refer to the command: 'View'.]

A cube packing box that looks like it will be in a casual game fell out of the air.

"Look."

A word came out, and there was a table for one person on the floor of the trail that was dusty.

And what's on the table, trivial but faithful food and dishes with no shortage.

Rice rice, miso sauce, early grilled rice, kimchi, some kinds of sprouts...

"Hmm...."

Better than a convenience store lunch box.

Friendly spoon and chopsticks. The moment I took a spoon to start thinking about the miso.

Stop.

When I thought of something as unrealistic, I stopped my hand and said to the Holy Place.

"Other than this, Earl?!"

Puck!

A lump of invisible energy crushed my backplate.

[SeongHyun-sook penalizes our son!]

['A Physical Blow With Love' is inflicted on the Representative!]

[Seong Hyun-sook rebukes me because he still wants to eat food of that age!]

It really hurts! I think I got one with my palm!

I cried out in an unfair voice with tears unwittingly.

"I'm not having dinner, so please listen to me!"

[If you have something to say, SeongHyun-sook crosses his arm.]

When I left my childhood lonely, my mother was a very distinct person.

If I had done anything wrong, I wouldn't have been so stubborn.

Damn, I can feel the stinging fox that I felt at the time. I think it's really my mother...

"My mom always made me my favorite food when I came home."

I said with my eyes open.

"I'm sorry, but I'd like that for breakfast right now."

Of course, I didn't mean to tell you exactly what the food was.

It's my favorite food ever.

That was French toast.

Honey on one side only.

I still can't forget the taste of the toast my mom gave me at the time.

It might sound weird.

I can tell the exact taste of the toast that someone else did and the toast that my mom did.

I can't explain exactly what's different.

It just sends me a signal right from the taste buds. It tastes different than my mom's toast.

'It's a matter of intuition.'

Although it's been 13 years since I last had my mom's toast.

Somehow, I think I can tell right away. I'd rather ask myself how I could forget that.

If the Holy Place in front of me embodies even the taste of his hand, I will admit it then.

'If you doubt it, there will be no end to it.'

I felt static for a moment.

And….

[Holy Grail, SeongHyun-sook is sponsoring our son!]]

[Sponsorship List: Toast]

Bloop...

As the feathers fell, a single toast sat down on the table for a few moments.

'As natural as it sounds,' said the Toast.

But like I said before,

Even though the Holy Places have one item to look into human history, there is nothing strange about it.

When I was a kid, it wouldn't be easy to understand what my favorite food was.

But why?

"……."

The moment I saw the toast, my hands trembled less without knowing.

I can feel myself shaking my pupils.

I grabbed the toast in my hand.

Honeycomb on one side only.

Not jam, honey.

Of course not. No way...

I don't think so.

Wasak.

The moment I cut the door with a toast.

I felt like my head was flashing again.

Unlike before, it felt like lightning was flashing.

It looks like it's painted on a white piece of paper.

I can't remember exactly when it was, but I came up with a landscape once.

You got in again. No, what's so hard about this? Why don't you just get in here every time you bake it? Jamin, can I get you a new one?

Ugh. I like this ride.

Oh, no, really. He's our son, but he's a real star.

The left part of the breadcrumb border. The burns are intact.

Even if I bake it a few dozen times, my mother's annoyance, who grumbled about this part of the ride, grabs my ear.

Wasak.

How to forget.

When I'm in a bad mood, after I hear you make a mistake.

Mom always told me to relax after eating this.

It's even weirder to forget this shape, this taste.

No matter how much time has passed.

"When you come back later, I'll give you my favorite toast. I also applied a lot of honey."

It's the last thing my mom said to me 10 years ago.

Since then, my mother hasn't returned.

Destruction, Germadon.

The day he came to South Korea, his mother and father confronted him.

And he sacrificed his body and drove out destruction in this land.

The world has regained peace, but I have not regained my mother and father.

And the toast that I liked so much.

Wasak.

I thought I'd never eat again.

My cheeks tickle.

Just like when my mom's hair was epileptic on my cheek.

I realized that at some point I was squeezing toast and squeezing it.

Swallowing toast through my throat, I asked with an eaten voice.

"Really, really my mom?"

[Then ask her who would do this to her son if it wasn't for her mother.]

I no longer doubted it.

No, I had no doubt.

I didn't want to admit the taste of this toast was false.

I was now convinced.

Ten years ago, my dead mother became holy and reappeared before me.

Stupid and fierce. Here, the soundproofing room is garbage, but it doesn't matter if you hear it all next door.

When I couldn't hug the hologram, I looked at the text that would contain my mother's will.

Say a word that I promised I would give to you when I die and meet you again in heaven.

"I... missed you, Mom."

[You said you wanted to see him, too. SeongHyun-sook is tearing up!]

Ha...

I can't really say anything.

On the other hand, it was ridiculous, so I laughed for nothing.

[By the way, if you have finished breakfast, go and start with the blanket. Seong Hyun-sook rebukes you as a dog!]

Are you sure you want to break this timing, Mom?