The Age of the 21st Century Magazine

The energy of hope flows constantly along the ether pupils of the Knottons like a stream.

Breathing continues for a very long time, with hands and feet circling along the path of the universe.

And the ritual slowly recalled the truth of the ether.

The ether of the substance comes from nothing.

The vacuum of the universe, the vacuum of the universe where the molecules don't exist, the vacuum of the universe where nothing exists, the vacuum of the universe where the molecules don't exist.

But at the same time, the space of nothing is filled with invisible matter.

Earth science in the 21st century defines the unknown as dark matter.

Thousands of years ago, the Oriental philosophy concept was a chaotic substance mixed with periodicity and fraud.

In the book of religion that believes in Genesis, the creation of the universe began by sharing chaos with light and darkness.

It is consistent with the ether theory of the Noctons, which typifies the dark matter, the matter of chaos, in a powerful spirit.

Even in the highly technologically advanced galactic Federation, there are still species that have similar beliefs to Earth's genealogy.

Changsoo, who stepped on the edge of Ether, believes to some extent in the logic of Genesis.

In the first place, matter was created from chaotic ethers.

The Galactic Federation factions do not deny the theory that space creation was accomplished by a very transcendent spiritual being.

The unimaginable power of creation to type the ether of darkness into the ether of matter throughout the universe.

That transcendent being that created the universe we live in.

Some scientists in the Galactic Federation define their transcendental spirit as God.

So God is invisible and untouchable, but so it exists.

In the vacuum space that occupies most of the universe, the fact is that it seems to be full of dark matter.

At the end of the Universal Truth lies the door to the High Ether Master.

The door is open to any higher creature undergoing mental training.

Equally so for humans and for monsters who are alien creatures.

Hope is stepping up the stairs to the door of truth.

Sim, that's Dong.

Body ether, which is typed to stand up to the mind and mind, moves.

Just as the God of Creation created the universe with a strong spirit.

The heart of hope...

"If... if there is a God like the Genesis Theory...

Then... ‘

If we can reach the threshold of truth and communicate with the absolute God, can beauty be revived?

It is uncertain. The boundary between mistrust and faith.

I was confused.

When my mind was shaken, the ether that was in the body of hope was shaken.

The heterogeneous ethers that sleep in the body of hope.

The harmony broke and knocked on the body of hope as they collided with each other unpredictably.

The desire to get caught up in the training is furious.

Arghhhh!

I can feel the pain of tearing the blood vessels from the flurry ether.

A mourning burst successively between the lips of Andamun.

It's an ether storm! ’

As he regained consciousness, hope began to use restraint to sink into the storm.

However, the spirit of hope was too weak to lift the already rampant ether.

The equilibrium of the ether broke and the body began to flutter.

His swollen muscles crawled like bugs, and a thick vein appeared on his forehead.

The pain of stabbing your whole body with a pitchfork.

The pain blurred my mind.

The ether becomes blurred and loses control.

It returned to greater pain.

A chain of pain.

Increasingly, extreme pain tore the interior of hope apart and destroyed it.

Hope felt the pain of a bone articulation ripping open.

The pain caused a creepy scream to leak out between the lips as they grew in size.

“Arghhhhhhhh! ”

The physical ether of Orkon creatures did not match it in the first place on Earth.

Heroes awakened to protect Orkon from past alien invaders on Kamala.

The ether that followed the awakened spirit to confront them was devastating.

The power of death to destroy everything.

Orcon Heroes evolved a time of 500 million years to control the power of death in their bodies, but human evolution began with tools.

After all, the flesh was not the tool that man had chosen to survive.

A fragile human body that can't handle even a small shock.

It was crowded in the first place to bear the devastating power of physical ethers.

Hope knew it. This is the end of a world that has been plagued with such destructive power.

Oooooooo!

Face of hope crumpled like a tyrant.

A fluttering pupil pops out in front, and the masturbator bites red with a thread of blood that spreads red.

Argh... Argh!

The pain triggered by the rush of the physical ether tried to break even the will of hope in the spirit.

This was an abyss that man could not bear.

The fragile human body was not able to withstand further drowning.

‘Arghhhh... I can't stand it... anymore? ’

If you lose consciousness, the ether will explode completely.

The consequences will be dire and terrible.

‘Khhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...’

The moment I try to lose consciousness, I think of Yejin and Aran's face.

‘No... not yet! ’

Two people held onto the ritual of hope that was about to take off their minds.

I promised the two that I would survive to the end.

The more violent the ether.

‘Argh... Not anymore...’

"Teacher..."

At the last moment I tried to release the ritual, I heard a hallucination.

"Pretty?"

Was it a hallucination?

"Teacher... not yet..."

Are you unconscious?

There is still a clear consciousness.

If I had lost consciousness, it wouldn't have been so painful.

Is it left in the spirit like a fragment of the memory of beautiful Orcon heroes?

‘Argh.. Isn't that a pretty leader? ’

‘Your instructor. ’

‘Argh... Where? ’

‘I'm trapped in a cold, compact dark space made of metal. ’

Definitely not a hallucination.

What the...

The pretty speech that became spiritual was still strong.

Ironically, a smile burst out in hell.

I missed you.

That strong smile...

And, uh...

A short smile blossomed on your face, like it touched you for a very short 0.1 seconds.

Is it a hallucination in a wide ethernet network?

No, I definitely talked to pretty girls in my mind.

Arghhhh...

Short laughter was frequent and greater pain began.

The pain restarted was really unbearable and I wanted to avoid it.

When the final pain comes, it is beyond the limits that the body can withstand with its will.

I even thought I'd like that time to come quickly.

Cool!

Sticky, wrinkled skin filled the nose tips and esophagus.

The vision became more and more red.

Danger signal.

‘Is it... over now? ’

Are you going to meet a pretty girl at the end of hell's pain?

The reddish blood flowed down to the mouth.

Whoops...

I can't see my red eyes anymore.

Frequent sightings in the dark.

I don't hear anything and I don't take care of anything.

Complete bounds of nothing.

Hope felt another existence in it.

It feels cosy as if buried in the ground.

It is what we had already met in our unconscious sleep when we ate the water duck and fell asleep.

It was conveying the notion to hope.

Should I call it that? Should I call him or her?

It's not a creature, but it has the will.

Billions of years ago, the ancient Earth was filled with primitive life.

The first living creatures have emerged since the awakening of the will to the planet.

‘Where will dwell, there is life. ’

The consciousness of hope was assimilated to Guyana and widened as deeply and unimaginably as it could be.

A long stream of time to become something other than human beings.

The Earth was living and breathing for billions of years with all life.

However, the creature that remained within Guyana's will began to rapidly die for a moment.

Between the hours of Chalna, which is only a few hundred years.

‘The Earth is dying of sickness. ’

by beings who have appeared in billions of years of Earth history for a very short time.

It is human.

He is staying within Guyana's will, killing himself and the creatures of Guyana.

After all, Guyanese ethers were becoming weaker by humans.

And then.

‘So... we have a portal for long-range warp. ’

Hope understood why monsters came here to Earth.

It was the will of the planet Guyana and Orkon.

The energy held by the higher ether hero was so powerful.

Ether of Destruction.

The atmosphere shook and the branches split.

A message from the storming planet Orkon was scattered throughout the galaxy, unable to bear it.

The planet Orkon will soon be able to withstand the overflowing ether and explode.

Unlike Guyana, the ether on Orkon was unpaid.

Just as the flesh of hope cannot accept the ethers of Orkon heroes.

That will resonated with Guyana's will.

To protect each other's planets.

“After all, the ether of Orkon heroes is Guyana,

So it was sent as energy to protect the Earth, following Orcon's will. "

This is very ironic.

The fact that monsters are saving the planet...

Is man, after all, an unnecessary being on Earth?

Destroying the cradle that stays within the will of the Earth itself...

Heroes and creatures on the planet Orkon eventually sacrificed themselves to save the planet.

It was a devastating disaster for humans.

Cool!

Guyana's will, which was possessed in consciousness, was cut off.

The neck airway was full of blood.

Hope spits it on the floor and picks up a rough breath.

Blood clogged his airways while he was unconscious.

“If I had a little more time...”

I would have been able to see more of Guyana's higher ethers.

The will that has followed for billions of years has almost supernatural power.

It is a problem that cannot be overcome even with human science and technology.

The hope of experiencing it felt that his existence was becoming infinitely smaller.

“I'm just a small point of staying within Guyana's will.

A small dot that flashes through for a moment. "

The rush of ether was frequent.

It is the spirit of hope that possesses Guyana's will.

Not exactly what Guyana did.

“Thank you.”

Hope looked at the ground and said in a split voice.

The body is not normal due to the sequelae of recklessness.

But the spirit of hope expanded even further.

And I also found clues about how I should try to find a loose ether.

“Wait. My lord...”

Hope is still too hard to deal with.

However, it was not entirely possible to peek at Gyeonggi once.

“Soon... I'll avenge you... pretty leader...”

Hope so fulfilled its commitment to revenge.

But it was so weird.

It doesn't make any sense, but I felt like a pretty girl would be alive somewhere.

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