The Protagonists Are Murdered by Me

Actually, it wasn't hard for me to guess about that guy.

‘Dimensional traveller · · · · · ·. ’

Then, why did Dimensional Travelers come to Earth? That was the most important part.

First of all, I recalled that dimensional travel can be done even if it is not the 'main character’. There was also no protagonist hash tag on his head, and in the first place there was no protagonist on Earth at the moment.

In other words, the man is traveling the dimension with his own power, like Araceli.

When I reached that point, I felt less dangerous.

‘Possibility of being another protagonist hunter, not me.’ I also thought about it, but the client said there was no main hunter except me, so I folded it.

“You came from this world. Thank you so much for coming all the way. ”

The next guest needed to serve whoever the target was. Have you not traveled across dimensions?

Earth's science and technology will only take a few hundred more years. Well, if you get the protagonist calibration, you can do it right now.

“Hm · · · · ·. Yeah, he's a conversational man. So, you're a handyman, too? ”

Here, I tried to answer plainly. I'm a man of the earth, but I only have the technology of dimensional travel.

But the client resisted.

· · · Would you answer a little differently?

The client's words continued briefly, and within minutes, I nodded and bit both Taylor and Seong-young, who were standing behind. Taylor, who was full of complaints, squeezed out her lips, but had no choice.

It's just that the act of 'biting people back for an important story’ is going to be important to him.

“Yes, I'll tell you the truth. ”

In the meantime, when all the listeners were gone, I grabbed a useless atmosphere and hardened my face.

“I came from a relay, too. It's not from Earth. ”

And he brazenly tells lies.

Then the man nodded at my answer with a "yes."

“Yes. There wasn't a thing or two about you. ”

Perhaps that man recalls many of the achievements of the League. Because of the advancement of magical civilizations, it is impossible to build a base in this world, combining magic and science.

They're all things you can't do without knowledge.

“Booandurk. It's the name of my hometown. It was the smallest of the continents of America on Earth, but it was a world where the war would not cease for thousands of years to take up that little piece of land. I was a veteran there. The name is Versoque. It means absolute wall. ”

“I see. ”

“Where are you from? ”

For a moment I thought of Araceli first.

“My home is the Viviantha Empire. It was a world full of dreams and romances, whose goal was to reach God with human knowledge. In fact, the magic level there was very close to the power of God. ”

“Ohora · · ·. I see.”

Versoque listens to me and nods. I wish I hadn't heard of the Viviantha Empire, but it doesn't seem to have much to do with that.

“Then, your world is doomed, too. ”

“· · · Yes? ”

He smokes, fuhu spits. Smoke filled the grounds, but the high-performance air cleaner sucked it in instantly.

“Your world has also been destroyed, so why don't you run away and come to another world and live by its roots? ”

“ · · · · · ·. ”

When I was silent because I didn't even know what to say to Moore, Versoque continued the story first.

“We're lucky. Beautiful individuals who can't even travel in dimensions can't even escape destruction. ”

“That's right. ”

“I traveled the world, fled, and fled again. No matter how far you go, 'Destruction' covers the world. One star, one world. All of them are dying like that. ”

That was a story I knew. The cause of that destruction is probably by the protagonist. With his cigarette rubbed against the ashtray, he laughed in a fumbling smile.

“But running away is also the end. ”

“· · · End? ”

“Don't you know? Destruction is coming. Slowly now, toward this place. · · · · · And, there's nowhere else to run. Here, Earth is the last world. ”

“What? ”

The moment I choked, the accident seemed to have stopped. Earth is the last? What the hell does that mean?

“Besides you, do you know where the alien who has taken refuge here lives? It looks like you're going to enjoy your last rest until the end soon. ”

“ · · · · · ·. ”

I found out quite uncomfortable.

The fact that the world is continuing to perish, and that last line is Earth.

So, the Earth is one of the most extreme dimensions of many dimensional systems.

One day, Araceli said, "The Earth can't go too far. 'I once said. I just wanted to go a little further back then, and that's what it meant.

All the worlds are falling apart? ’

I asked a question towards the void.

It is. · · ·

The client replied.

It was only a sigh.

“By the way, a guy from Viviantha. As a foreigner like you, shouldn't you be a foreigner? ”

“· · · What? ”

“Seeing as I am, I want to live very well even though I am from a foreign country. Hmmm. Lots of money, lots of beauty. Like I said, I know your secret. So..."

“Ask for wealth, is this it? ”

At this ridiculous moment, I laughed. From the client's reaction, there is no lie in his words. But I can't believe the reason I brought up such a serious story so far was because I coveted property.

Of course, money is the most precious thing in the world, and I also had a time to live with it because I didn't have a penny. But the destruction of the world, I can't believe I almost made that demand while I was talking.

“My secret. You mean the secret that I'm a foreigner? ”

“Yeah. I mean, let's get along. Same stranger, huh? ”

“The same surrogate. Do you want to be treated like me? ”

I said with a smile.

“What you and I have in common is that we're just from a different world. There's nothing else. My home is different, and even my world hasn't been destroyed yet. ”

“· · · What, what? ”

“And I think you've just been doing some background research on the subject since you arrived on Earth. ”

I tucked into the desk table. Every time an article related to me appeared, Yekaterina came carefully and coated it on this table now.

And there's "studying dimensions"? The story of the Anathers League! ’My face was pinned down.

One day, I told the world that I was studying Dimensional Studies and threw up a donation to build an art in the Subdimension with that evidence.

Of course, they're all lies.

“Uh, uh? ”

“So, that kind of intimidation is of no use. You said you knew my secret, and you did something about it? ”

Maybe I know a secret about my main hunter. To be honest, it was also true that my heart was a little flustered, but there was no reason for me to lose and go in if the information I had was the only one that the man named "hereditary" had.

“So, fuck off. ”

Bertoq frowned on my doorstep and slowly got up from his position.

‘Analyze that man's energy waveform. ’

After tapping the keyboard hidden under the table, an invisible scanner sweeps through Versoque.

“I'll see to it. The number of foreigners hiding on Earth is already considerable, but can you handle it all by yourself? ”

“It doesn't scare me as much if I'm a bum like you. ”

I got good information. Hidden aliens on Earth. Even so, there was a world full of heretics, and there was no law that there was not one alien hiding on Earth, the last dimension. Now I'm used to this nonsense.

*

While returning Versoque, he instructed the Dark Smile to follow up on him. His hideout was one level higher than his own and even more difficult to detect with scientific equipment.

And I stayed alone in an office with no one, closed my eyes, and I was locked in my mind.

‘The whole world is doomed. ’

Slowly, one world at a time, with destruction. Obviously, someone with overwhelming power is doing something malicious, or it's natural, so it can't be simply a disaster that the intelligent self can't respond to.

But I was convinced. This is, obviously, someone committing a crime with malice.

I'm not going to put the word "protagonist" in the end of the world.

If so, who the hell?

What kind of being can designate a protagonist and drive all the blessings of the world to one person?

And that simple act could destroy the world.

“· · · · · · · client. What do you think? ”

I don't know everything either. I'm sorry, sir.

Or you just don't want to answer.

“I told you there are no protagonists in every dimension. Why would you do that? ”

It's the case that, in your world, you've overcome the protagonist yourself.

“On your own, overcome? ”

Yes, it's a similar phenomenon to what's common these days. The protagonist becomes powerless at some point, and the world flows to its original providence, avoiding destruction.

And the client didn't necessarily show me that world. The worlds that I told you I didn't have to go, even if there were very occasional characters, would probably be there.

“You're the only one in the world who can interfere with probability? ”

Yes, probably. · · · With me, it would be just you.

If so, I have more questions.

Who the hell is the client that has the power to confront someone who wants to destroy all the world?

The story about me, it's impossible to tell it right now.

“Whoo, you will. ”

But it is.

The client hesitated for a moment and said in a really ant crawling voice.

· · · · ·, if you enter Hell Gate. I can tell you about me.

“What? Hell Gate suddenly why · · ·. ”

But!

Before I even asked Moore, she cut off the horse.

I, personally, hope you don't. I hope you enjoy a little more of that relaxing ‘protagonist' life, just hunting down the protagonists like you are now, selfish, always successful, always happy, not to worry about dying.

Somehow, it seemed sincere, but that was unacceptable.

“Don't bullshit. I'm working homicide for one Hell Gate. ”

· · · · · ·.

Even if I forsake everything, I cannot tolerate just one.

*

On the other hand, Versoch, who was beaten to death by Yusuf Dam, was walking down the alleyway to Busan.

It was also a matter of not being able to speak the language of the earth properly, but since he was not adapted to the culture here, stealing and living was a distant dream.

So I was going to go and get something.

“Damn it.”

Insufficient to overcome the will with his own power. The batteries of the over-the-counter engineering weapon used in the first place were almost exhausted, so it was too much to hunt a monster.

I'm tired of running away and running away. With a slight walk inside the concealed coat, a horrible sight of the viscera, the flesh, and the bones and blood vessels intertwined and twisted.

That, one day, would have been his "son." However, shortly after being exposed to 'doom’, that was fused with his wife into his own body.

That much destruction was terrible. Perhaps, if no one saw it for themselves, they wouldn't understand.

Everything, going back to the one and only word of that horrible world.

“The world will be kicking soon anyway. ”

He murmurs and walks like a drunk.

End of (1) from this world