1.
- Hey, hey, hey, hey!
“My heart is a torch! ”
- I hope so!
“We will be a family! ”
The stipulators sang a song of bloodshed, and I barely, barely avoided the axe Ubrican wielding in front of him.
But my heart was pounding.
I squawk, avoiding the sixth blow.
“Hey! Don't call me that in a place like this, you lunatics! ”
“Something else you can't sing. ”
“Don't call me unless you want me to! ”
The doctrine of martial arts is widespread among designated people.
through a cultural business called the Bloodstream. Also, by a military law called the Macheon Genesis Act, the designators lived according to the doctrine of martial arts, whether consciously or unconsciously. ‘Agabharaya’ is a kind of connoisseur that encourages the designated people, even though they were free to call it whatever they wanted....
“You can't expect me to go after one of them! Huh? Why are those people who don't use margin laws to hunt down dinosaurs just sitting around eating weather breakfasts? Why are they trying to vomit out their energy while hunting me down? ”
“Ugor.”
When he heard me, Ubrica laughed.
“I don't know for sure. Abby.”
Whoosh!
Ubrica swings her axe wide enough to destroy everything that enters the radius. Only wind pressure grinded the palm trees, rocks, and all the living things in between. "Dammit!" I would have lost a heel, too, if I hadn't stepped back sooner.
“For us, father is everything. ”
“What?"
“Everything. ”
Boom.
Ubrica draws a red light to her eyes. My heart felt dull because my eyes were not suspicious.
Huh?
No way, I thought I was caught on a coin mouth by lifting my chin. But it couldn't be. Ubrica is not a child who is hard enough to catch a coin horse, but in our church, we humiliate [losing to ourselves] by getting a coin horse.
It's just...
“Abby doesn't know how big she is to us yet. I can't feel it. ”
Ubrica was pulling the error out of the whole body so much that I mistook her for a coin mouth.
“What are you talking about? Of course I'm your best friend...."
“That's what I'm saying. Ugh. Abby, she really doesn't know herself. ”
Ubrica draws a smile.
And what I just told you was a joke, a joke.
“Like Abby said, she texted us. When Abby looked at our designees and saw that they were making sweat letters according to the grain of the species, she came to me quite differently, even though she had already known it as a love affair. ”
It was worth a look.
The Redheaded Designators, the Assyrians, fight back. “Ugor!" “Ugor!” As they added the hook and boosted the words of Ubrica, it seemed as if the red tide had become a great wave and was approaching me from time to time.
“Do you remember the first time Abby taught us letters? Do you remember the day I taught you how to make a sound? ”
"......."
I squeezed the knife sack.
An unusual energy rises from the red tide.
It's like the sensation of a supernatural being on the 50th floor coming to kill me. Something bigger than me, stronger than me, and perhaps more desperate than me. The delicate flesh that it felt when it was pointed at me, now, I felt rich in those children's red waves.
I told her, measuring the gap with my eyes.
“I remember. Just like yesterday. ”
“Abby taught letters to children who were not yet intelligent. Teaching, what they love. What they're playing with. Only the things that pleased the shade first made me a text. ”
"......."
“Be nice. ”
Mud.
The sky is O.
The sun .
The moon .
Water.
The life of those days when I dug a square with the lion's claw into the fine mud and taught the little Goblins how to write, still lingers in my head.
With warm memories.
“Abby would have known so many languages. However, Abby found that there are only seven languages that we need in our lives. So he could blame her. ”
Why are you looking at the world so small?
Trees are like this, mountains are like this.
Learn more and know more.
“But I didn't blame him. ”
"......."
“Instead of blaming it, Abby wanted to make the world a little less expensive. Whenever it rained, I did not teach my children in a way called [Rest assured that it will soon stop]. When we are afraid and trembling with primitive horror, the father leans forward and cries out, saying that the rain is furious. ”
- Cayenne!
By using the Goblin's words, [ke], which means rain.
Let's solve it in this language....
Water's coming.
- Kerr!
On earth, water comes from the earth.
Outside the hut, a load was constantly pouring down. The little Goblins hiding in the hut shrug their shoulders. For a primitive Designation, the preparedness is a kind of spirit. The spirit was angry and hit the rain.
‘Maybe we did something wrong with the Spirit. ’
In a society where language has not yet been elaborately constructed, it was difficult to think of such a clear sentence. In fact, I have to try.] The same words poured out.
It was an age when even his own fears could flow only in words cut down. Such were the factions. The colors of the sky were not determined, the reason the sun and moon were traveling was a mysterious time, and all life born was a time of horror when I didn't know what was attacking from the outside and what it felt like inside me.
- Kerr!
And someone cried out.
Kerr! Ka-e-e-e-e-e!
Water's coming.
Water is coming to the ground.
Just a howl.
The whole world seems to be swept away by the upheaval right now, but the White Mane Lion howls on the rocks and howls constantly. Water's coming. Water's coming. Water is coming...
- Kerr...
- Glug...
It was magic.
It was a clearer spell than any wise fortuneteller.
- Kerr……
- Queer... queer!
A few Goblins leave the hut and approach the White Lion. Since half of the hut has already been submerged by the loading dock, the Goblins' legs are clear. They climb a high rock, wet with rain, and ploughed it several times. I cried on the way up.
- Queeee...!
- Kerr, queer! Kerr, queer!
Water's coming.
Water is coming to the ground.
Dozens of Goblins struggled to get to the top, and there, a white lion looked up at the dark sky with his chin raised high.
- Kiey...
Goblins sigh and are terrified.
I was afraid. The cloud was boiling and I felt like I was about to vomit out the wrath of the spirits at least now. Lightning, lightning, thunder. For many Goblins who didn't know, they were all the power of God.
It cannot be understood, it cannot be controlled, it cannot be avoided. I have to obey...... The spirits are fond of us, so I don't mind if they send us safely today...
- Ka-e-e-e-e-e!
Nevertheless, the white lion roared.
When the world was bewildered by gray giants, and everything was gross and even the comfortable moisture was chaotic by the winds, even when the world was destroyed immediately, the white lion just raised his head and cried out.
- Kiev!
Water's coming.
- Kiae-ee!
Water's coming.
- …… Kier, Le. Kerr...
- Kiev...
- Kerr...
Small Goblins start clinging to the white lion's body. On the lion's feet, tail, torso, hanging from a mane, he trembles in fear of the Ordol.
Now I couldn't understand why the white lion roared at all, and I couldn't understand why he was dragged here by the roar, and I couldn't understand why he was trying to emulate the cry of the white lion vomiting.
- Ka-e-e-e-e-e!
- Kei, Kei, Kei!
- Kerr!
The Goblins shouted with all their might.
The water is coming. "
Water's coming.
•
Duck.
All night long, the rose rose became weak. Goblins who climbed to the far rock and looked up at the sky first noticed that. Duck, the raindrops falling on Maburiko are lighter. Peek, the raindrops on the wrinkled green forehead were soft.
- Cae...
What's going on?
- Kerr...?
What miracles were performed.
- Queers.
The Goblins all looked up at the White Lion. The wet mane became colder and colder during the night, but the white lion's eyes were brighter than the morning when I started to wake up.
The water that seemed to destroy the world was bitten.
- Ketug.
The white lion grunts and cries joyfully.
All the rough raindrops retreated, and now the white lion said, pointing to the raindrops that were just gently soaking the grasslands, which were falling from heaven to earth.
- Ketug.
The Goblins tilted their heads.
Immersed in a very strange mood, the children repented of the White Lion.
- Ketug?
- Ketug.
Vee.
- Ketug.
Vee.
-.......
Vee.
- Ketug.
And that day, the designators realized something.
The White Lion may have simply tried to teach the word 'rain' to the primitives. But it wasn't. What the white lion told the designated tribe, the impact that the white lion had on the designated tribe, was immense enough that the word [rain] alone could not be recounted.
- Glug!
The Designated Tribe has triumphed over terror.
They may have shivered away from the safety of their huts. Please pray that the spirit passes safely by our favor, praying, reciting the muttering prayer. By making altars and offering sacrifices to quiet God's wrath, he would have spent a thousand years killing one Goblin by preparing a sacrificial lamb for every rainy season.
They may have called for rain in fear. It's not water flowing from the earth, it's water pouring from the sky. It's the water of God's wrath. As such, the rain became a spirit, so the name of the rain would have been named a much longer and much scarier echo, such as the one who swept the world or the one who ruled the Autumn Fear.
“But.”
Ubrica.
A living witness of the designated tribe grabs the axe.
“I didn't. ”
"......."
“He didn't teach us the letters. No, I taught him, but he taught me something far greater. Abby has informed us of our victory! ”
It was a victory over fear.
The world is covered in mystery, and to avoid it you have to dig a tunnel and crouch under a tiny hut. In ancient times, every home was not a comfortable Node, but a refuge to escape the world.
“We won the water with our father. ”
- Ugor!
“We won the fire with our father. ”
- Ugor!
“We overcame thunderstorms, we overcame rivers, we overcame oceans! Any Salt Hell that has been dug to the ground has won! ”
- Ugor!
“Kerhhhhhhh!”
Ubrica opens her arms and shouts aloud.
“It's not the name of the god that threatens us, it's just rain! It's just rain! It's something we've won, something we've put out of our misery! For us, Kerr is not just a letter, but the name of the war we have won, and therefore, our proudest plunder! ”
- Ker-raugh!
“Heaven! It is not God who punishes us. We deprived him of the status of God. The sky! It's just the sky! We admire the Borat Silk that the sky produces at dawn, and in the evening we shed tears on the lazy redness, but it is no different from the tears of compassion that it sends to an already defeated enemy! Heaven! It is also the name of what we plundered. ”
- Ugor!
“There must be two ways to write. Putting fear in a text. If the other factions were afraid of fire, had to avoid it, and had developed letters of fire hoping that it would not come, we would have engraved them with letters only to celebrate victory! Because it's a game we managed to pick up with our swords! We carved the letter of fire into our wet cave and laughed about it! ”
- Gor!
“Gor!”
- Gor!
“Gor!”
It's a jungle that's still out there.
Fire burns on the low ground, not in the sky.
“That is the name of our fire! ”
The tens of thousands of wastelands raise their error.
“When they're afraid of fire, when they're afraid, when they try to avoid it, when they try to control it, we just yell at the red Gore. ”
- Ugor!
“Good!”
The fire is thicker.
“Fire, how nice! It's beautiful!”
- Ugor! Ugor!
All of them were Asura of the Peace Council. When I was a trainee, I learned the first steps of martial arts as a martial artist, and I became a warrior and learned the law of martial arts one by one. Finally, I reached the end of my life and took the seat of the Peace Council.
“Abby!"
In front of him, Ubrica smiles with her arms wide open.
Ketugger! Ketugger!
After that, the Assyrians were excited and shook their spears, knives, axes, and fists.
“Abby didn't teach us texting! I didn't teach you the world! Not only did they teach us how to win, but they also taught us, in our hearts, how to confront, acknowledge, join, and overcome the horrors that every life has conceived! What did Abby give you? What's a father to us? Has Abby taught us a lot? ”
- Wooger, wooger! Ogre!
“No! What if he is?" Is he a god? Is he the Creator who sent down the earth and the sky upon us so that we may breathe? Is he a god to us? ”
- Wooger, wooger! Ogre!
“It's not! ”
[The muscle pig dreaming of a family cries out.]
“Then what is Father to us? My dear fellow countrymen! I love damp water, I'm fascinated by the rain, my eyes tremble when the sky is full of tears, and my heart beats when the fire rises, my people! What's a father to us? ”
Ketugger! Ketugger!
“Yes!”
Ubrica laughs loudly.
“Abby, it's our world! ”
Oh, I see.
“Abby is all of us! ”
I am.
“We have won everything in the world! I was also defeated by Ubrica. So we can sing all the words with joy. All the sentences are just traces of overcoming fear! All conversations only resound with the victory of the war! We laugh because we are brave, we shed tears, we respect everything in the world that fought against us, and yet we have won and will win! ”
Ketugger! Ketugger!
“Except for one. ”
Ubrica picks up the axe and points it at me.
“Abby.”
"......."
“Keketruecker!"
"......."
A white beast descended from the sky.
It means in the language of the designated tribe.
It's not the devil, it's not God.
“Our world! ”
The world.
“Born in your world, opened your eyes to your world, smelled in your world, stepped into your world, we were happy! Ugh! I'll cry with all my heart, Keketruecker! We love this world! ”
All over the jungle.
Between the shade of the palm tree and the forest, the light of dawn rises. Beacon Beacon Mounds were placed on the soil of a turtle who created this continent.
Macheon method.
Hundreds of thousands of Asura smoked all together.
“Now, it's time to focus on the last thing we didn't win!"
Ketugger! Ketugger!
Much, much more than I expected.
It was so much bigger for those kids.
I had become one.
"......."
I closed my eyes.
The flames of the whole world overwhelm me.
Strangely, none of those flames were hot, overflowing with love and affection for me. Only the joy of overcoming me was conveyed to my heart.
There can't be a softer flame than this to warm the heart.
‘Indeed.'
I thought of the landscape where the teacher cut down the mountain.
At that time, the teacher's mind was hard, not just a mountain peak that rose high.
‘Could it be a world for people or a world for someone? ’
The teacher clearly cut off the season at that time.
I cut down on time to freeze all life.
I will slaughter the world.
‘Yes.'
I grabbed the knife sack.
“He who wants to be a god to someone, has to be prepared to be a parent. ”
With a long scrape of iron, you unleash a sword.
“Someone trying to be a parent. You also have to be willing to become a world. ”
White.
The sword that has been with me for a long time shined brightly.
In response to my responsibility for giving life to fire, giving life to fire, and giving the world to fire, a goddess whitened her sword early on.
“You're fire, and it's good to burn the world. ”
I took my gloves out of my arms.
Tuck.
You toss the white gloves with Raviel's scent towards the fine bush.
“It's the law of the strong to reveal yourself before a duel. We martyrs from Kangho should also have some respect for our ancestors. ”
Always preparing to summon an army of Four Kings.
“I am the second-best hunter in the mountainous city ( ), a predecessor of the Aikim Empire, a former disciple of Moran in the snow, a minor bishop of Mahjo, a one-of-a-kind month of Duchess of Ivanxia, a shareholder of the Four Kings, and Your--."
towards children who have been victorious for thousands of years.
I spoke of my history of winning in darker times.
“Keketrueckerda.”
I fired the sword.
At that moment.
[World Names.]
[The full name is registered in "Anonymous World No. -30-1316782".]
[The world is called the 'postural system'.]
Tuck.
Something fell on my knife.
[Good luck with your posture.]
Droplets.
A single spot of rain appeared on my blade.