Possessing Nothing

76. Unconscious (3)

“Ha, ha, ha! Hahahaha!”

The massacre on the floor cracks up like crazy.

Huju slowly releases his hands as he looks down at the body of the massacre. Lee Sung-min opened his mouth in amazement when he saw a sudden absence.

“You've gone too far! ”

The massacre jumped to its feet as it spoke. He has no eyes and no nose. But there was a recess. But it also swells up quickly and fills the wound.

“You almost lost control of your abilities and came through the walls unconsciously. You were desperate and desperate, weren't you? ”

“I promised to do that, but I didn't want to lie. ”

Heju lets out a cold voice. The massacre laughed louder.

“You must have heard everything. Why you died when you were so strong. The death of a great monster named you was only to be fed on him. You knew that and you wanted to stand up for him? ”

“What does it matter? ”

In response to the question of the massacre, Heju smiled in vain.

“It wasn't even an unfair death. If you were so strong that you had to die, you'd be happy to die! Food? It doesn't matter. I've had a lot of fun since I died. ”

There was no lie in that. Heju looked at Lee Sung-min once.

“It's a good thing. You're the one with all the anxiety that fool had. Without you, he will no longer feel like a fool that he might be part of the apocalypse. ”

“Have you forgotten? ”

The massacre opens its teeth and smiles.

“You overestimate your own strength. In the old crowd, you saw me. I still remember the look on your face. Did you feel fear?”

Huzhou did not answer. The massacre shoots a cheerful smile at the approaching liquor with silence.

“You should have originally vanished in an instant. But he survived the horror attack! But I didn't hate you. You were the best at what you call a monster. ”

Technically, genocide is not a monster. The Enforcer of the Apocalypse, who is awakened at the time of the Apocalypse, is the Carnage.

“Gave you a pathetic path through which you were abused by witches. If you had chosen, you would have been able to leave this world and go to a free place. ”

Huzhou listened to the mockery of the massacre. He was right.

When I first encountered the massacre in Lee's head. For the first time in his life, Heju realized what it was like to be afraid.

Simply facing it. Every move I made, I felt death in all of them.

And the road to genocide. That crooked road.

The massacre sat at the end and asked Heju if he would come here. But why? At that time, I was terrified just by facing him.

The current thirst was not filled with fear. Rather, he was feeling a good sense of liberation.

At that time, in a group of adults. For the first time, Heju was conscious of "going out of his way."

Since then, Heju was not just playing in Lee's head. He was deeply connected with Lee Sung-min, and he was also willing to see and feel what he felt.

It has become a varied and new experience for the hungry.

In the beginning, Heju didn't know anything about skilllessness. But right now, Heju knows nothing. I also learned how powerful a skilled worker can be.

In particular, the power of privatism that is inherited by Lee Sung-min. It did not serve as a force of distraction, but a group of quadriplegics engraved in the heads of the rational people were also passed on to Heo Ju.

All of it. A group of men who were trained by Lee Sung-min, engraved in his head. Thinking about it slowly, Heju approaches the massacre.

The massacre came across his head with a false laugh.

“You can't change anything. ”

A voice of carnage filled with compassion.

“A monster of such power, yet he died without ever leaving this world. You are the toy of destiny that remains without rest after death. You are no longer worthy of being. The former man became a complete monster, and I became a carnivore in his flesh. ”

Huzhou did not stop.

“It's not that hard to defeat you. Do you really think he's gonna help? Hahaha, this isn't helping. I've already taken over his consciousness completely. ”

Like he said, Lee Sung-min tried to attack the massacre several times, but his body was completely powerless.

All that internal air, all that endless force. Nothing helped Sung-min.

“Hey."

Lee Sung-min looked at the back of the blunder. Huju doesn't look back.

“I told you last time. Maybe I died to meet you. ”

At that, Lee Sung-min kept clenching his fists.

Maybe she doesn't have to feel guilty about this.

It's because he didn't know this, and everything that happened to him didn't happen with the consent of him.

However, Seong-min felt guilty. Even if you didn't know. Even if things happen without his consent.

In the end, isn't everything the responsibility of the rational mind? In the end, I was too weak. That's why fate was so focused on rational people.

Even if it was witchcraft's intention to start with Lee Sung-min being chosen as a predecessor.

“What's that supposed to mean? ”

Kuang.

Hungry pushes forward with his foot extended. He stiffens his knees toward the massacre, smiling from afar.

Duck! Duck! Duck!

The bone echoes from the hallucinogenic body. The muscle swells and tightens repeatedly.

“I don't regret meeting you. It was quite pleasant to see what you were doing in your head. At that time, it was more fun for this old man to be married and travel with you than to die like that. ”

“You don't sound like a monster. ”

The massacre is dying. Heju nods and laughs.

“Isn't that something you have to do? The only thing left to do is to be paralyzed by that idiot's barding. It's inevitable that the old terror will lessen. ”

Duck...... Duck.

The muscles of the forgetfulness were tightened to the limit.

“Know this. I enjoyed meeting you. I don't know what kind of shit fate is, but the few years I've been with you have been just as much fun as this old man's life. And...... this old man promised you. I'll stop you.”

No, no, no.

Lee Sung-min's face turned white.

I had a horrible and frightening feeling.

Lee Sung-min was reminded of the death of a quadriplegic.

And the death of the miners. For Lee, the existence of falsehood was hard to compare with anything else.

When Lee Sung-min was most insecure and incomplete, it was Heo Joo who did not leave Lee.

Whenever Lee Sung-min was in crisis, he advised me and came forward too much.

Heju was a teacher, a friend, and a father to Lee Sung-min.

Seong-min hurriedly reached out and tried to catch the liquor. Even though you know the hand doesn't mean anything. It's because I couldn't stand by and watch even Heju disappear completely because of me.

“Don't be afraid. ”

That voice remained in Lee Sung-min's ear.

Shhhhh!

Heju kicks the ground and sprints forward. Lee Sung-min's body flew backwards.

“If I wanted to leave, I could have left you. ”

The hallucinations echoed throughout the room.

Gurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

The unconscious world shook with an enormous sound.

After flying for a long time, Seong-min did not see the appearance of haze and carnage ceremony.

Only the loud laughter of the massacre and the sound of something exploding and smashing was all Lee Sung-min heard.

Oh, come on.

Lee Seong-min staggered and woke up.

Don't despair about me.

He wraps his hands around his head. I didn't feel the headache that was always burning now.

But a greater fear was causing him to tremble.

Everything I didn't know until now, everything I just learned, was pressuring Lee. In the fate of the Apocalypse, a spirit betrayed him.

Because of that, Lee Sung-min returned to the past.

Ah, ah. So that's what the mesh said.

For everything, the Mesh had already told me.

Unkind soliloquy.

There are no accidents in the world.

The same privileges apply to those who inherit. Skills. Convenient perks that make learning about something very easy. It exists for a good reason.

Everything has a reason. There is a reason to go back to the past. Even if it seems like a well-packed coincidence.

If you're back, you better be ready. To be the right one for the reason I came back.

Seong-min sat down.

Ah, yes. Mesh, you told me everything back then.

There is a reason that skills exist in the second person. In a world where there are no coincidences, why I'm back in the past.

I was a massacre.

Even though I was insignificant in my past life, I had a destiny of genocide as long as I returned to the past.

Deep inside my head was a ritual of carnage. Waiting for every moment. And now it's time.

I am who I am.

Lee Seong-min staggered and woke up. After all, the kingdom was a puppet, a predecessor and observer to bring about the end, and a massacre that was one of the catastrophes of the end.

The Betrayed Witch deceived everyone because of me and gained Yuji Hoenn's attention. Yeah, eventually.

In this world, Seong-min was not the main actor. He was a discard word that existed for W. Hoenn.

So.

So, I...

Can you do nothing like this? I didn't do anything about the death of a quadriplegic. Again, I can't do anything. Should we see if he might disappear?

I hate it.

Lee Sung-min gripped it.

I don't like it. Of course I don't want to. I hated myself for doing nothing.

The death of the miners, the death of the tetrarchs. I didn't like it, so I inherited the power of quadrupletism. I don't want to be helpless.

‘Ah.'

Suddenly.

Lee Sung-min knew that something was in his hand. Lee Sung-min raised it. It was a white, white...... trench.

Once upon a time, when I killed Amzon. It was something Amzon tried to stab Lee Sung-min with his hand at the last moment. Atheism said it was white (white 29273;), Mystille, with an unknown white wooden awl.

I didn't even know what it was for. I didn't even know why White Boy was in his hands at this moment.

Is it fate, too? Then what is the end of this fucking destiny? If Awakening in a carnage is my destiny.

“…… a little……. ”

Lee Sung-min gripped it. I didn't do any calculations. He doesn't know what white babies in his hands are for, or what they're for.

I just had to do something. Because I hated myself for being helpless.

“Ugh.”

To be honest, I didn't think the massacre would be this strong.

It is because Heju was not the target of the genocide, even though he had seen it in the senior group.

The power of such recklessness was also surprising, but it was not the hunger that frightened the massacre.

He saw that he was in the hands of the distant Lee Sung-min. What are you thinking?

The spirit of the massacre was solidified. Lee Sung-min was aiming for the sharp end of the white child at his heart.

“Enough!”

The massacre cried out. There was no room for that shout. The enormous shout shocked him. When he looked back at Lee, the massacre was flying across the conscious world with all its might to him.

“Him!”

Heju goes after the carnage ceremony with a shout. He grabs the shoulder of the flying carnage and throws it to the ground.

The massacre struggled with a violent resistance.

“Keep going!”

Heju shouts, his hands pressing against the shoulders of the massacre ceremony. I don't know what he's trying to do. However, seeing the relaxing carnage ceremony with such an aggressive response, it must be difficult for Seongmin to do what he wants to do.

Listening to all that screaming.

Lee Sung-min empowered both hands holding a white child.

Through his chest, through his heart and out the back.