The Live

The lowest level of the Skyscraper Clan.

A dungeon on dozens of floors, leading to stairs opposite the dungeon cavity.

This prison, built for only a few sinners, has not been inhabited for a long time.

It was because in the other world, where life was weighed infinitely lightly, they were punished with death for most sins.

For this reason, the dungeon was always quiet because there was no new sinner influx for a while.

But in a few years, such a dungeon became noisy.

Brawl -

Boom-boom-!

The sound of hard chains intertwining and the sound of it hitting a wall.

In the deepest part of the prison, a new sinner is wreaking havoc.

Cough, cough!

Kaen-!

A sinner with a solid chain around his body.

Siffman pounds the wall repeatedly with his slightly moving arm. It was to break the chains around its body at all costs.

“It's noisy. ”

“It's no use. Do you think it's possible to break a chain made of reinforced neck without magic? ”

“Get some sleep, you son of a bitch! ”

Few sinners scream at Siffman.

Nevertheless, Siffman does not stop trying to break the chain.

Cau-!

A chain slammed against a wall.

But like someone said, it was impossible to break a chain made of reinforcement necks with just strength.

‘Tis a tough one. ’

Phew.

Siffman takes a deep breath.

His body was covered in wounds. Above all, the large wounds on the chest did not show signs of improvement.

‘That's terrible.’

Due to the three-digit health stats, the wounds could heal in a day or two. However, the wounds inflicted by Elvin seem to be healing for more than ten days.

Of course, the story would be different if you used a different healing skill or applied medicine. But now, Siffman was not in a position to recover from that.

‘Only more wounds were inflicted. It's not good.'

The harder you try to move while your body is tied up, the faster your health is consumed.

Moreover, I felt dizzy as I bled a little from the wounds.

“ ……. ”

Siffman closes his eyes for a moment and regains his strength.

You need your stamina to do anything. Even if I untie the chains around my body right now, I can't escape without my strength.

After closing his eyes for a while, Siffman suddenly felt a strange camouflage.

"Quiet"?

No matter how quiet the prison was, there was no light everywhere.

Until just now, I didn't hear the voices of the other prisoners who were nervous about the disturbance caused by Siffman.

Even their breaths were gone.

That was the moment when Siffman opened his eyes again.

“Wow, this is a great painting. ”

“That's cool. It's ugly. ”

Two Black Ingots stare at Siffman. The irony was that it was right in front of my eyes, but I couldn't see it properly.

It seemed to be a pair of men and women.

Siffman recognizes them at a glance.

“Why are you here? Didn't you promise not to move yet? ”

“Huh? What are you saying? ”

The man who laughed asked curiously.

“Promise to the devil, aren't you being naive? ”

The question crumpled Siffman's face.

The two men and women in front of me, they were demons, not humans. The cultivation of demons using the devil's timber has been in contact several times since he planned it.

But they promised not to move directly.

In the middle of this metropolitan area, appearing in the basement of one of the five Great Clans, the Skyscraper Clan, was not what I had promised.

“…… You didn't want to keep your promises from the start. ”

“Well, sort of. ”

“Then it can't be.... ”

“Shh. Stop. ”

The devil covers his mouth with one hand.

“Then you'd better not hear the answer. That should be a relief. ”

Siffman's head gets confused.

Just because you don't want to hear an answer doesn't mean you don't want to hear it.

And that is…….

“Did you use us? ”

“You're noticing faster than I thought. ”

Choo-choo-choo

Wh...!

Siffman's body shakes violently. My whole body is chained to the wall, so I can't go any further and stop in the middle.

Siffman grits his teeth toward the two demons in front of him, with their lights on.

“I need to see Pluton. Take this off right now. ”

“Hey."

“…… so arrogant. ”

Siffman's words make both demons' expressions look even worse. The devil, who was giggling playfully all the time, also said with a cheerful face.

“That name is not something that worms like you put in your mouth. You know what? ”

“…… Was he a commander-grade demon? ”

The demonic energy that revealed life was unusual. Siffman realized he wasn't just any demon.

Right beneath the king, the closest Devil to serve him.

The demons at the top of their ranks are the ones who stand in front of them.

“Don't you want to save me? ”

“You think we came all this way to save you? ”

“…… Is that silence? ”

“The plan isn't over yet. Well, I've already twisted a lot...... but if it's known through you, it won't be twisted even more, will it? ”

The demon comes closer to Siffman and reaches for his head.

Siffman doesn't look so scared.

Instead, he became a grim face.

The devil, holding Siffman's head in his hand, smiles and asks.

“Scared?”

“... Yes. ”

Siffman answered honestly.

He thought he was preoccupied with death. He had slain countless people carelessly, believing that he would be able to accept it if it came to that.

Life is so pointless and weak. He never thought his life was any different.

But…….

‘I thought you weren't scared. ’

An instinctive fear of death.

Siffman was seeing it for the first time now.

Death has never come this close. All of his magical powers were sealed and even his body was bound, and there was no other way to resist the fiends in front of him.

“Humans are so selfish. ”

The Devil laughs at Siffman.

He knew what kind of man Siffman he was.

I couldn't tell.

He was as evil as he was, perhaps even more so.

How many humans died in his hands right now? It was impossible to even count them one by one.

Such a man, trembling with fear in front of his own death.

“I love it. ”

Cough, woodchuck.

“You guys are so selfish and dirty. ”

Siffman's head is steadily tightened in the Devil's hands.

Siffman's eyes flash open, trying to endure the pain and hold back his screams.

“Shhh... Ahhhhhh...! ”

“Oh, what the hell. Does it hurt?"

The Devil gives you more strength in your hands.

Qajik-!

A hard head bursts out in an instant. A bribe splits in his head like a balloon.

“I'll talk. I'm not such a bad demon. ”

Tsk, tsk, tsk.

The devil says it's fun to rub the bribe out of your hands and onto the floor.

“Then I would have killed you sooner. ”

* * *

Since then, Yoon Jae and Jeong have been listening to Elvin and Royce for a while.

The point was already discussed earlier. The latter was about various situations involving demons.

There were many other situations involving demons such as clues about the devil, Yoon Jae, and the demons encountered regularly.

But the most shocking of all, it was Abram.

Is that what happened to the Devil? ’

The disaster that happened in Mellon, the beginning of the village.

Yoon Jae still didn't know the beginning. What happened to Abram when he was quiet?

However, recently, after investigating a series of events, the Skyscraper Clan found traces of demonic activity in Mellon.

- It's just a situation, but it's not like they stopped by Mellon for a sightseeing. Plus, the timing fits perfectly.

- Are you sure it was the demons who moved Abram?

- If you think so, everything fits perfectly. It wasn't just the devil himself, it was some ploy.

Destroy the starting town with Abram the Great.

Secondly, demons are cultivated through the devil and the Murder Clan, taking over the realms of humans little by little.

Not one. The Devil already has plans.

And maybe, it's not over yet.

Sarak-

Yoon Jae entered the room and opened the diary.

Abram followed by the Murderer Clan and the Devil's Tree.

Yoon Jae realized one thing that was in common with the events in the diary.

‘Demon-related events. ’

This was the diary.

Write down your thoughts comfortably.

It was a journal that could be a doodling for someone with useless and trivial stories.

The diary could have been a letter to someone like himself, or a journal to record everyday life.

However, the record of this journal did not feel like a typical journal.

It was as if it had been cut out halfway.

In some parts, there was a space for months, and I felt more like a journal than a diary.

‘It's as if…… I'm trying to convey something. ’

Yoon Jae, who was handing over the next chapter of the diary, paused for a moment.

That was it.

Next, it was a page that no longer opened.

‘Maybe next time.... ’

It wasn't that I didn't think it would not open.

Yoon Jae tried every time to see the next chapter that had never been unfolded.

I've tried it dozens of times, and now you're giving up?

It could be, but it was a little different because Yoon Jae was reluctant to pass on the next chapter.

What the hell is going on back here? ’

I felt a sense of responsibility crushing my shoulders.

Perhaps the events that followed were also demon-related.

I need to know, but I'm afraid to know. That was why I hesitated for a while.

But…….

‘Don't know won't solve anything. ’

It was an outward, cowardly escape.

That didn't solve anything.

‘In order to get close to the Holy Grail anyway... …. ’

The hesitant hand moves for a moment.

Without any expectations, I handed over the next page of the diary as always.

And then...

Sarak-

The next chapter of the diary unfolded.

Drum-

Yoon Jae was furious and pulled the chair close to his desk. It was because the next page unfolded as usual without much expectation.

Yoon Jae was nervous and began to read the first line of the diary.

[Murder Clan's purpose has been revealed. They join hands with the devil and betray the humans. Murderer, like the devil, is humanity's enemy.

The commotion in Mellon, that was also....

…….

Today was the third year after entering the outside world. I'm still living here alone.

No, I'm wandering around...]

Three years.

No spaces in between were recorded.

The end of the war with the Murder Clan, which is recorded in the diary, was roughly two years after he entered the world behind him.

So, to be precise, there was about a year's gap.

‘I'm not the type of person who used to use this rare diary...... ’

Yoon Jae knew herself well.

The diary was a habit he had been writing for a long time. I even received my wife's diary every night because of my habit of using the diary before bed.

However, there was too much space in the future records written in this diary.

In fact, there was a feeling of camouflage before.

I doubted that this might not be the record of my future.

But…….

‘I know one thing for sure. ’

Three years later, there was one fact that I learned from this big space.

‘This journal does not show you every journal I've written. Some kind of record, that's all it is. ’

I felt like I knew how the diary was written, and I knew the structure bit by bit.

However, I have only read the same content dozens of times. It was also a fact that I had only found out at the end.

But knowing the structure, there was a question that came to mind.

‘Why, and how. ’

Why this journal was brought to you.

And from the future to the past, how the record can travel back in time.

The two remained unsolved questions.

Soon, Yoon Jae stopped reading the diary for a while and swung his head to the left and to the right.

It wasn't the first question that came to mind, but just thinking about it now didn't solve anything.

‘First, then. ’

Every time the next page of the journal unfolded, there was an incident.

You need to know that first. Perhaps this journal was conveyed to him to solve it.

Yoon Jae's eyes became deeper and deeper towards the diary.