World Maker

Edwin lays the poor man on his bed and takes off his clothes. Tefnet quickly teases his hands and wipes away the sweat that soaks the soul with a towel.

From then on, it was Dae-a-young's job. It was necessary to study the location of the blood vessels located inside the human body in order to become familiar with the pores using the internal air. Furthermore, the sugarcane that uses‘ poison ’has been studying how to kill and save people from example.

Dae-a-young was a direct descendant of the Four Thousand Sugars, and his pharmacy was certainly well known for acupuncture.

Once again, Dong-a-young, who examined the status of the resident by placing a vein on her face, took out a nap from her arms. I carefully inserted each one and quickly put several needles in the naked body of the villager.

The soul was still unconscious, but its breath improved noticeably. I almost sweated enough to wet my clothes.

Dae-a-young said, wiping away the cold sweat that fell on his forehead.

“Don't worry. It's just exhausted. Rest tight and you'll be fine. Don't you have to.”

The last word seemed to speak to Dang-young himself, not to Edward Wing or Tefnet.

However, the improvement in the condition of the people was so noticeable that neither Edwin nor Tefnet, the doorman, could be relieved.

Edwin stoops in place and vomits a sigh of relief.

“Haah..... ”

I was really surprised. Even now that everything was done, excitement, anger and embarrassment did not subside.

So far, it's been peaceful. It's been more than two months, almost three months since the time of the New World. Even in the time of the handover, Elder enjoyed peace for more than six years.

But then a catastrophe suddenly appeared.

It was clear that tens, perhaps more than twenty, of the tribesmen had died or been injured. Alder was now just over a hundred people, so he could call it a catastrophic damage.

“What the hell was that? That monster.”

Edwin shakes his head and asks.

What looks like a gorilla. However, they were twice as large, or almost three times larger, than normal gorillas. Even a lightning storm, an accessory about two meters high, could not attack his head unless it jumped high.

Is there a monster in the handover, just as dinosaurs existed on Earth in the past? Is it just a big, strong predator?

I couldn't possibly know anything about Dang Ayong and Tephnetra. Tefnet stood up and said to Dan-A-young and Edwing.

“I don't think this is the time. First, let's look at thunderstorms and tribesmen. ”

It was Article 17, which was urgently gathered in the bedroom because of concerns about the condition of the inhabitants. Even at this moment, the handover time would be passing, so I had to find out how the tribesmen were repairing the damage done to monsters.

“Lightning Storm.”

Dae-a-young said I didn't know. Turning to the people, he opened his eyes and left the bedroom like a light.

Edwin and Tefnet also hurriedly left the bedroom, recalling that the lightning storm was heavily injured in the battle against monsters.

The current handover and the new handover were the same.

Within the video, a thunderstorm collapsed and was crying. Tefnet quickly manipulated the console and looked at the condition of the lightning storms and found that the place was ruined, but he didn't lose his life. Like the inhabitants, it was exhausted and collapsed.

Dae-a-young looked at the bodies of the dead tribesmen with just a dumb face. The tribesmen who defended the name of the ‘gods’ with thunderstorms woke up from the 'cheerfulness’ and saw reality. The women and children cried out and looked after the casualties.

It was an era without proper medicine. Those whose limbs had been torn out were forced to die in ten. Those with broken bones would live a life of fire and fire if the bones were stuck wrong.

Dan-a-young bites her lips and cries without a sound. ‘I've killed a man before,' she said. However, it was the first time I saw people who were paying attention and affection die and get hurt like that.

Edwing manipulated the console, swallowing an elongated dry spit. The bar graph representing the amount of neural power was said to enlarge the image.

“The Divine Power is restored. ”

It was not much. It was only such an amount that it would not be 10 per cent.

However, just before the raid of the Gorilla-looking monster, it was the divine power that was almost at the bottom. It was indeed a great thing that the volume was suddenly filled.

“Prayer.”

Edwin said.

“The lightning storm took the power of God and defeated the monster. Faith, prayer...... It must be divine. This is because the tribesmen have defended our name against the cheerfulness..... No, because they see the miracle of the lightning storm that defeated monsters and have become stronger in their belief in God. ”

Edward's mind seems to be poorly organized. Ordinarily, it was the work of the people, not Edward Wing, to organize this.

Edwin bends his head. Young people are now unconscious, and Dang Ayong and Tefnet were somewhat weak on this side. So Edward had to keep his mind straight.

The divinity has been restored.

It would have been possible to exercise some kind of 'miracle'.

“But I don't have enough. ”

Only 10 percent left. There was very little I could do with that kind of talent.

Dae-a-young said.

“Then let's get rid of the lightning storm first. ”

“No, then no. ”

“What are you talking about? ”

I was embarrassed by Edwin's paper and asked him again. It was as if I was frightened or trembling. Edwin told Dae-young and Tefnet that he was silent.

“Even if he was awake, he would have said the same thing to me. If you can't cure everyone...... it's better not to cure lightning storms. If the miracle of God is limited and biased, it's problematic in its own way. ”

Only lightning storms benefit from God.

Because he's a warrior of God. He's special.

But surely there were people who were complaining. There must have been someone jealous of God's favouritism.

It was a different matter than typical giving the trust only to lightning storms. It was a matter of people dying.

Of course, there was also a way to bring out stronger beliefs through favouritism.

‘Believe harder and follow me if you want to be privileged too. ’

like the common method used in the cult of reality to rip property away from congregations.

But that was not what Article 17 required. They were the gods of the tribe, their father and mother, although they were ‘false gods’ to Elders.

Dan-A-young roughly understood what Ed Wing was saying. But I wasn't completely convinced.

“Then what if the lightning storm dies! ”

Dae-a-young liked lightning storms. I've beaten him a few times, but he was kind and naive and had affection for him. Of course, it was not love between men and women. It was a feeling close to such motherhood that the mother cared for her children.

“He's not dead. He will not die. ”

The answer was Tefnet. She manipulated the console and exhausted her powers.

“Sister Teff? ”

Tefnet was treating the lightning storm now. No, to be precise, the natural healing power of lightning storms was abnormally high.

Tefnet said with a calm face.

“The lightning storm was extraordinary in the first place, and the tribesmen were aware of it. I don't think it would be strange to show resilience above others. ”

A ‘miracle' in which an injury is recovered at once does not cause injury. It's just a lightning storm that helps you get up on your own.

Edwin sighs. I manipulated the console and exhausted all remaining power. It was written by the tribesmen, not by lightning storms.

“It's very slight but…… it will improve the resilience of all tribesmen. Even if you don't have to do this to help people recover. ”

Realizing that the thunderstorm was not dead, the thunderstorms began to command the tribes to investigate the situation. While gathering the wounded, he hurriedly sent men to hunt down the warriors. I didn't forget to take a look around in case of a second attack I didn't know about.

Tefnet, who was watching the thunderbolt, told Edwin and Dang Ayong.

“Let's talk about monsters after the people wake up. The only people among us who have witnessed the monsters themselves. ”

It is a moment, but the people were ‘strong’ in the body of the lightning storm. I would have seen a monster through the eyes of a lightning storm.

“Let's get some rest, too. First of all, I'll be watching the video, so you two get some rest. ”

Dan-a-young sits down, and Edwing stretches his shoulders. I felt like I would only be able to go back to my bedroom after sitting down for fifty minutes.

But how long has it been? Edwin raises his head and points to the corner of the video.

“Wait. What is that? ”

On the other side of the corner where the star emblem appeared, an exclamation mark appeared.

Tefnet manipulated the console and touched the exclamation mark, so the ancient light writing was engraved in the air, just like it did when the quest window opened.

Banquet of fake gods.

The ‘Fake Gods’ who received the 'Invitation’ attend the 'Banquet’ in the 'Central New World’.

The three men in section 17, with the exception of the inhabitants, looked at each other's faces.

My body was heavy.

No, both the eyelids and the head were heavy.

I barely opened my eyes. His head was heavy and he had no idea. He just blinked in hopes that his blurred vision would be restored.

This place is somewhere.

I'm someone.

It was ridiculous, but it was the first thought that came to mind.

One or two memories came to mind. And the vision became clear as if it was a memory and a step. All white rooms with walls, ceilings, and doors to the floor.

“Why do you look like a lightning storm? ”

It was the big American sitting at the foot of the bed who gave me a playful voice.

Edwing Solomon.

A man with blue eyes mixed with brown blonde hair.

“What?”

The people asked me what I didn't know. Only after asking myself, did I realize what Edwin was saying.

He has the same look as a lightning storm.

Lightning Storm.

Edwin smiles.

“No, it's like the lightning storm was making me come out of Teff's face. ”

I guess it was a joke to the other side, and if I was actually a regular citizen, I would have given it to you properly, but not now.

The inhabitants raised their torso with a loud and painful voice. He stooped his back against the wall next to his head and vomited a long sigh.

My body was heavy. I still didn't hear my hands and feet properly. My back and back hurt because I had been lying on the bed for too long.

“What about Young-young and Tef? ”

“Ah-young comes out first. ”

As if Edwin could not give up, he once again asked secretly, mixed in half jokes. The inhabitants made a slight impression. I really had a headache and couldn't afford to take jokes.

“It was a joke. ”

It was a slightly annoying mixed-up voice. Either way, Edwing could be upset, but Edwing just smiled. He shrugged and replied.

“I'm looking at the tribesmen, well. ”

I wondered if I had anything else to do but that in the first place.

Tribes.

Status.

The Villager shakes his head several times again. He asks, struggling to repel the heavy weight of the stone that appears to be coming up on his head.

“Are the lightning storms okay? What's the extent of the tribal damage? ”

“We're all heroes. It's okay. I'm badly injured, but I think I'll be up in a few days. ”

Lightning storm injuries were severe. Edward Wing, Dan-A-young, Teffnett, anything?

“Tribes?”

The moment Edwing's face darkened. As if I hadn't talked about it on purpose so far, I only replied after a few sweet lips.

“In the end, I think about twelve people will die. ”

I wrote the expression final.

I knew that there was no proper doctor among the tribesmen. Perhaps there were few patients who had to let death go.

Edwing hurriedly said, as the expression of the people was also dark.

“The damp is broken, but the chickens are fine. There were no more raids. You don't have to worry too much. ”

But from the smile of Edward Wing, who said that, it was an oppression.

“How long was I, how long was I down? ”

The Villager asks. Edwin leaves a cup of water with the kettle on the table and answers.

“Two days. It was a car I was worried about. ”

After drinking water, it felt like life itself was replenishing.

Both dry throats and lips were asked by an additional soul.

“Handover?”

“Two days handover, too. ”

At that moment, the inhabitants opened their eyes.

“To the ship? Why?”

Are you worried about another raid? Or to look into the condition of the wounded?

Even so, there was no clear understanding. It was enough to observe this magnitude.

Edwin waves his hand down a few times as if to calm down and says:

“The invitation to the banquet is here. ”

“Invitation?”

“Yes, an invitation. There must be some kind of ‘fake gods’ assembly in a place called the Central New World ’. It's open in four days on a handover basis, so I picked the right ship. First you have to wake up. ”

Banquet of fake gods.

Fake gods gather in the central realm.

Yeongmin remembered when he first joined the game. A lot of people gathered in the white space.

Edwin smiles.

“It'll be fun, won't it? There 'll be plenty to eat...... This won't work. ”

Edwin clears his laughter and stretches his shoulders. He didn't smile, and he could see why Edwin said that.

“It will be a festive banquet. ”

“Yeah, Teff told me that, too. ”

Having not spoken properly with Article 17 yet, the people were almost certain that this monster attack was an act of another ‘fake god’.

It's a short moment, but when the lightning storm struck, I looked at him with great vigour. Something beyond the monster's eyes.

It has been more than six years since the time of the handover. There was a high likelihood that there were factions that had already caused direct friction. The banquet was not just a place to take part. There was a high likelihood of information capture between the factional gods who realized the seriousness of the situation, and between the false gods.

He smiles on the outside and goes inside with a sword.

Commonly seen in the school principal's office. If Tefnet was a 'noble’, he would know the true nature of the banquet.

“Edward Wing, I need a boost. ”

“Why don't you take a break? ”

But the people shook their heads. I stepped under the bed and got up from my place.

“Let's discuss the policy. ”

About how to act and speak at the banquet.

After a long sigh, Edwin raises his people.

“My people!”

As soon as an Edwing-supported villager enters the room of the Round Table, Dang Ayong and Tefnet stand up. Dang Ah-young ran away and hugged his people.

“Is it okay to wake up already? Huh?”

“Uh-huh. ”

Young Min replied with an awkward face. I blushed my face unusually. I was shocked by the sudden hug of Dang-young, but it was because my body was surprisingly soft and I was embarrassed.

Even Dan-A-young, who was squeaking his eyes, sighed and quickly retreated behind him. He rolled his pupils with his ears reddened, so he acted as if nothing had happened.

“It's okay, I won't make fun of you today. ”

Edwin whispered with a slight waist down as he spoke to his ear, and Dang Ah-young frowned.

The inhabitants passed through those two arms and hugged Tefnet, who stood with his arms open. Tefnet took his people in one big hug and took them to a skilled position.

Dae-a-young and Edwing sat in their seats, and the people looked at Tefnet and said,

“I heard the story roughly. Maybe... it will be a festive banquet. ”

What is the distance between each species? Isn't there already an extinct species?

With a smiling face, it was clear that there would be a noiseless battle to covet each other's information.

Where the opponent's tribe is, to what extent civilization has evolved, and what its strengths or weaknesses are.

Why did the host hold the banquet?

Is it a simple banquet, or is it to promote that silent battle?

Tefnet said with a sad little face instead of a smile.

“But there will be many false gods who have not yet understood the seriousness. There are some naive people who just want to boast of their own kind. ”

Become a race god and take care of your race. Helps them develop and observes how they develop.

How can you not love your own kind?

At that moment, Dae-A-young flinched unknowingly. She also wanted to boast of the tribes, including the thunderstorms, in one corner of her heart.

Tefnet did not blame such a naive heart of Dang Ayong. Rather, I stood up sympathetic to myself, who remembered Amtu first, saying that there would be a banquet.

“My lord, if you don't mind, can you tell me about the monster first? ”

What a monster is. Who really sent it on purpose?

It was very important.

Perhaps the purpose of attending the banquet itself was different.

The inhabitant took a big breath and replied.

“It must have been another fake god. That's what I think. ”

Elder was a species no different from the ‘humans’ that Article 17 thought he had, except that he had long ears.

There were many beasts that could defeat Elder when he fought alone for it.

But it wasn't a lightning storm.

The lightning storm was the owner of physical abilities that transcended the usual Elder. It was the lightning storm that allowed me to fight the predators alone.

However, even the thunderstorm overwhelmed the monster. Even a ‘hero’ made of divine power possessed physical abilities that surpassed physical abilities.

Yeah, maybe it was literally a monster. No matter how lightning storms are God's warriors, they did not end up completely out of the category of 'Elder’ species. Even apes like gorillas and chimpanzees are a few times stronger than humans right now.

For convenience, the space called "handover" was not Earth. I didn't know that monsters in mythology existed in fantasy novels.

Nevertheless, the people thought it was the work of another 'fake god’.

The reason was simple.

When I was strong in the body of a lightning storm and faced a monster, I looked into those yellow eyes.

The people could feel something else beyond the monster. Like the people themselves connected to the lightning storm.

In fact, in a way, it just felt that way. Perhaps the spirit itself was mistaken.

But the people supported their own senses. The feeling was so intense that I couldn't think of it as just an illusion.

After hearing all the stories of the people, Edwin narrows his eyes. He touched his chin and said in a small voice.

“So if the people say it was the work of another fake god..... then the monster is not a member of the tribe, right? ”

“Huh?”

The people asked me what I didn't know. Edwing once again said as everyone's eyes converged on him.

“No, so there could be a race of such monsters. ”

“But you're not a person, are you? ”

This time, it was Dae-a-young. She was leaning to her head. Edwing's story itself was incomprehensible.

Yeongmin knew what part of Dang Ayong was asking the same questions as now. I also realized that the people themselves were obsessed with the same stereotypes as Dan-A-young.

“There is also no law that only human beings are made up. ”

There was no law that intellectual life necessarily resembled human beings.

Perhaps the Gorilla-like monster that attacked the Elders is also the owner of an excellent intellectual ability.

Tefnet understood the words of the people and Edward Wing at once. Then she raised her hand and covered her mouth for a moment. Because I came up with an assumption that was so frightening.

“Are you suggesting that each member may have a more powerful race than a lightning storm? ”

God's game.

Competition of fake gods to select real gods.

Will this game be fair? Is there a penalty for lack of intellectual ability or low birth rate due to low population?

Edwin said quickly.

“It's... it's kind of a terrible story...... and maybe the monster was the hero of that race. Like our lightning storm. ”

But no matter how bad it was, it was too bad. You have so much physical ability.

The Yeoman recombined Edwing's words.

“Since the species' individual abilities have prevailed, is it possible for heroes to prevail as well? ”

“Yes, that's more likely. ”

Article 17 recalled the time when lightning storms were created. I invested in Elder on a general basis to improve my abilities.

Dae-a-young's lips widened as though he still didn't understand.

“But maybe you just made a monster. I didn't make heroes like us. ”

There was no way to make a hero. There were also Communists who created monsters as‘ weapons’ to defend a race or to attack another race.

The Villager vomited long breaths. I looked dizzy once and trimmed my voice.

“After all, it is likely that we are a clan located not so far away from our clan. If you really are a race god, you are likely to try to spy on us at this banquet. ”

“Spying?”

Dan-a-young frowned. Yeongmin was saddened by the innocence of Dae-young.

“Yes, it's about taking information. So it's likely to be a very festive banquet. ”

“No, I really don't. ”

I shook my head with the face that Dan-a-young was tired.

Banquet of the gods.

At first, Dae-A-young thought he could meet other fake gods, hear the stories of their tribes, and boast about Elder to them. A lightning storm.

But I didn't. I shouldn't have done that.

Tefnet swallowed a dry spit. When she felt thirsty about it, she got up from her seat and lifted up the water kettle that was on the corner table and swallowed more than a cup of water.

“You might want to make a question beforehand. Something other fake gods might ask us. ”

Make questions in advance. Practice in advance to avoid embarrassing the other person with any questions, and avoid accidental spilling of information.

Dae-a-young frowned on his eyebrows.

“Sister, shouldn't we just shut up? ”

If you are silent, you will never get information. There will be no fake god who reads the other person's thoughts just by looking in the eye.

Dan-A-young's words were not wrong. That was also one of the methods. But Article 17 was not the way to choose.

Tefnett raised her lips slightly across the buttocks on the table where the kettle was. I hesitated a few times and said with a grumpy smile.

“Baby, that's not true. I don't give a shit..... but we'll have to covet the information of other fake gods as well. ”

Talk to Elder. Hide Elder's information and explore other factions' information.

Dae-a-young's face is distorted. Tefnet, who loves it so much, mutters as if he doesn't want to see this moment alone.

“I really hate it……. ”

I hated that I had to do it at the banquet. I also hated the fact that Tefnet, who was no one else, had to talk about it.

Tefnet also bowed with a depressed face. Even though it wasn't her fault that I had to go out to the banquet and do those things, my heart was heavy.

The people worked hard and raised their torso a little more. He reached out his hand and said to Dan-A-young, who was sitting next to him.

“Baby, can you show me the lightning storm? ”

She shrugs slightly and nods her head. Teffnett deliberately drew a bright smile, noticing that everyone was depressed because of himself.

“Got it."

Dae-A-young manipulated the Thurgenama console and displayed a lightning storm on the screen. The lightning storm, which lay over a blanket made of animal hide, closed its eyes as if it were a dead man.

Edwin explained quickly.

“It's okay to look like that. I took a breath, and the sound of thunder fed me, but I had some to eat before. ”

The young man nods. Then I looked back at the face of the lightning storm.

Protect. Protect.

Just before the thunderstorm.

That's when you almost gave up even a clan god, clan 17, and ended up alone.

‘Lightning Storm.’

It's no different. No trillions, no people, no lightning storms.

Protect. Protect.

‘Elder’, keep the clan of Article 17 down.

The people made up their mind. I clenched my fist.

“These clothes are so naughty! ”

“Cute.”

“Naughty?! Sister?! What the hell are those clothes! ”

Dan-A-young, who was grumbling, looked at Tefnet with a startling face. I was surprised, but my big eyes were a little too big to be twice the size of my usual muscles.

Dan-A-young was dressed as if he had worn it in ancient Egypt.

In fact, from the point of view of the modern people, there was no need to do so.

It was a white cloth, and it covered everything. However, after exposing all the shoulders, the chest was slightly exposed above the leather belt that finishes the garment, and the thighs were visible even after a slight movement due to the bold turn-up of the skirt for activity. The last problem was that the cloth was so thin that even though it was a really funky cloth, the line of the body was still visible.

The cloth is thin, the exposure is high, and the clothes are too light to feel good.

I was forced to complain that I was naughty when I wasn't usually able to reveal my ankles.

But Tefnet got up for another drink.

I covered my upper half with a garment made of sash, and my chest was exposed, of course, and my side breast was exposed. Under the clothes made of the belt, I wore a skirt made of white cloth. The cloth was as thin as a pulley, but every time I opened the cloth and walked forward for activity, I saw an elongated leg.

Both Dan-A-young and Tefnet had golden accessories around their arms, legs and necks, but that did not reduce their exposure.

It was like Tefnet was naked in the eyes of Dang Ayong.

It was a banquet costume delivered by the 'Central New World’, but it seemed that ancient Egypt was the concept.

Young people and Edwin had to reveal their upper half. The decoration was made of a belt that said it would be worn on top of a skirt.

‘I'm glad I'm exercising these days. ’

The resident smiles in secret as he looks back at his well-trained body.

In the beginning, he was not a fat person, but he was not in good shape. Although a hobbyist, running for a long time was a full-body exercise, it didn't mean carving a prince on his abs or angling his arms.

A three-month manoeuvre beyond two months.

‘But it works so well? ’

Of course, it was not impossible to build a body in a short period of time if you received a personal PT from a professional trainer in a place like a gym. But the people have not lived like that in the last three months.

High efficiency of exercise.

As with the internal air, the effect of exercise is higher in a short period of time.

“I don't know, I don't want to. How do you walk around in these things? ”

Almost half of them turned their gaze to the sobbing voice of Dong-young.

Dan-a-young hesitated to sit with his arms on his chest, his face and ears reddened. Furthermore, he was revealing a white shoulder, so his face looked redder than usual.

“It's nothing like this. Moreover, Ahjussi is beautiful in her body. So it's okay. People and Edwings, aren't I right? ”

As if Dan-A-young was cute and about to die, Tefnet, who half-hugged Dan-A-young with a smiling face, looked back at the people and Edwing and asked.

Edwing was anxious to steal Tefnet's breastbone, and at least the people who remained rational faced the young man who looked at himself like a scared deer. I used to have a nasty face, so I kept feeling cute with my half-crying face.

“Yeah, pretty, pretty. ”

Young Min said so quickly, but Dae-a-young's reaction was not very good.

“Pervert, tint, tone! ”

What the hell am I supposed to do?

Instead of being irritated, the people looked at the costume bags that had been delivered from the central system while being patient. Just in time, there was one decent item.

“Baby, come here for a second. Put your arms down, huh? ”

Young Min said that, so Tefnet quickly loosened his arm that was holding Dang-young. Tefnet left his side and became anxious, and the shriveled young man approached the crowd.

“What, what? ”

Instead of answering, the inhabitant wraps a thin shawl taken from the costume bag around her shoulder. It was a thin shawl made of a light, soft grey cloth.

“It's okay, isn't it? ”

My shoulders were covered with shawls. In his satisfaction, Dan-A-young looks up at the people with both hands holding the ends of the shawl.

“What about you?”

“I'm fine. ”

Tefnet said with open breasts as if he had something to be ashamed of.

Dan-a-young, who had become so embarrassed, quickly turned his head, and this time the solid torso of the people came into his eyes. Furthermore, the distance was too close.

Is it possible for your face to become redder?

Dan-A-young bows his head and starts murmuring. At first glance, I felt like I was being disrespectful.

Are you trying to calm me down?

Young Min looked at Tefnet with a smile, and Tefnet also barely held a smile to cover his mouth with both hands.

“Anyway, let's hurry. It's time to go. ”

Edwing was also quite well trained in power and football. Unlike the people who were close to the dry muscles, the large, hard muscles that seemed to add to the deck were wriggling every time Edwin moved.

Article 17, including its inhabitants, gathered in the corner of the 'New World of Article 17’. It was a place where the costume bag was tucked and dropped this morning.

Yeongmin recalled when he first became involved in this' game of gods’.

At that time, of course, the people themselves and the 'false gods’ gathered in the ‘Central New World’ wore togas reminiscent of Greek mythology.

Is it due to a simple rotation that I got to wear the ancient Egyptian costume this time?

Or is there something else?

The waiting time was not long. A white and square-footed New Testament, the original white ‘wall’, appeared beyond, as if there were no walls.

It was so sudden and unexpected.

A large, white canoe floats in the air.

A man standing alone on a canoe was dressed like a young man or an edwing, wearing a white mask with no pattern or shape, with only a hole in his face.

Joe looked up at the man with a rather stubborn face, and he lowered his back lightly and gave an example and said in a soft voice.

“17 trillions of you, let's get on the boat. ”

It was a cool voice that made me think my face would be beautiful in the mask.

The canoe touched the ground, and all 17 trillions climbed onto the canoe, following the back of Edward Wing, who stepped forward vigorously. Then the canoe came back into the air.

But the canoe didn't stop rising.

Ahhh, I climbed to the high position in the meantime, and the inhabitants held the canoe tightly with both hands, then reached out their heads and looked under the canoe.

I couldn't tell the difference because it was all white, but I saw a lot of things like a little shadow. It was probably a white space lined up with each group of newcomers.

The canoe continued to rise. Tefnet and Dan-A-young hugged each other, and Edwing lowered his body slightly into the canoe with an anxious face.

And at some point, the surrounding landscape suddenly changed when we wanted to move beyond the atmosphere to the Sakharov space.

There was a blue sky above the white land, between which there were a number of buildings reminiscent of ancient Egypt.

Canoe touched the floor. The man in the lead once again lowered his back and said:

“I wish you a pleasant banquet. ”

Joe 17, who was blindfolded, stepped out of the canoe without my knowledge. Because I felt strongly that I should do so somehow.

“Wh... is Gigi the central realm? ”

Edward said so, wandering around. White land, a desert full of white sand now.

The sky was blue and the sunlight shone on the ground with an intensity that would feel just right.

The wind blew.

Somehow it smelled fragrant and sweet, and Tefnet drew a smile.

There was a large building far away. And there were rows of little columns, as it represented the path to the building.

Where banquets are held.

Article 17 looked back at each other. The soul that swallowed the dried spit nodded.

“Let's go.”

Ancient Egyptians often erected huge statues in front of walls or doors.

Statues with ropes leading the way were not so large that they were similar in size to men, although the body was clearly human and often had a burden on its head.

“Like a dummy statue? ”

Dan-a-young murmured in small circles. But technically, there was quite a difference between a dozen statues in which an animal shaped a human being and a dozen statues in which only the head belonged to an animal.

It's a combination of humans and animals.

This was not only found in the myths of certain regions.

Ganesha, the god of Hindu wisdom and fortune, was an elephant with its head, and Roki, the god of Nordic mythology, was transformed into a female tongue, giving birth to the goddess of Odin, Slavnir.

The myth was an eloquent epic reflection of both the environment, history and cultural variables at stake by those who created the story.

If the lightning storm symbolized the rooster and it lasted a long time, Elders might consider the rooster's head as a white sun god.

When I first came down from the canoe and looked at the entrance, I felt very far away, but it wasn't that far. Tefnet looked back at both of them as they reached two giant statues that appeared to be at least 10 meters tall.

“This looks like the entrance. ”

The statue was wearing a coffin of pharaohs, often evocative in Egyptian times. Of course, it was only Tefnet who knew if it was a real Pharaoh's coffin or if it was just a decoration.

Passing through a giant statue gave me a weirder sensation than I thought. Somehow, the feeling of humiliation and gratitude caused the heart of the people to pound.

Passing through the statue, I stood at the entrance of a huge hall at some point. Surprised, the inhabitants turned their backs, but saw neither the desert nor the giant statue.

Even Dan-A-young did not speak, but he was overwhelmed with an elongated face, sharpening his eyes and keeping an eye on the surroundings.

Even Edward Wing, who had just been clumsy, was also a nervous face.

‘God's Game. ’

Controls the flow of time and surpasses space.

Things that cannot be done without divine power.

The entrance to the 17-strong hall was decorated in Egyptian style, but it was clumsy somewhere. It was like leaving some Egyptian sculptures or paintings at the entrance to a hall built in western style.

“Banquet is about to begin. Come inside."

The voice came from the front. Like the man on the canoe, a man in a white mask dressed in Egyptian style was bending his waist lightly.

Beyond the man's back was a hall full of tables, like the Academy Awards Ceremony I saw several times on television.

‘No, I just feel like 63 buffet. ’

There are round tables all over the place, and people dressed like waiters come in between.

Of course, the decoration was still Egyptian.

There were other false gods in that hall. Perhaps there was a ‘real god’ who organized the banquet, who created the game itself.

The people vomited a long breath and calmed themselves. Like a mother cat guarding her cubs, she gently grabbed the hands of a poisoned young man.

“Come on, you've had enough practice, haven't you? ”

Looking back at everyone, he said so. Edwin and Tefnet nodded with their resolute faces, and Dan-A-young looked down only at his hands held by the people.

The inhabitants took steps. Then Dan-a-young, who had been held by the people, was dragged forward, and Edwing and Tephnet followed him.

Article 17 entered the banquet hall.

“This way."

The man in the white mask who was standing at the entrance led Article 17 again this time. It looked like there was a designated table for each pair.

Instead of just looking ahead and following, the resident looked around. The ‘fake gods’ sitting at their respective tables, who are in the same position as Article 17 elsewhere.

Each pair had a different number of 'fake gods’.

There were twelve false gods sitting at the first table that the people saw.

They were busy looking around, too, but in the first place there were people who were just focusing on their stories.

When the people turned their gaze, they encountered one of them as if they were lying. He was a sturdy Westerner, roughly in his mid-40s.

A man who turned his blonde hair close to the golden color clean behind him was holding a woman in a sensual body with red hair with one arm. As the eyes of the people met, he smiled meaningfully as if he were greeting them.

The inhabitants swallowed the dried spit and quickly turned their gaze to the light woodland.

He's the head of twelve fake gods.

I thought about it, I felt it.

Zeus?

The gift of the myth given to Greece. An active god of lightning, a hero who re-established the world order with his own ugly hands.

Of course, he couldn't have been a real Zeus. I just remembered the image of the god Zeus without my knowledge.

The people rolled their eyes back and looked at other false gods. The number of gods sitting at each table was different. There was also a table where only one false God sat.

‘Aren't you lonely? ’

The resident thought of himself sitting alone on the round table.

Obviously, it could have been advantageous to have fewer fake gods belonging to Joe. The faith that the tribe believes and will follow is also focused on one.

However, the people thought they were lucky to belong to Article 17. I didn't want to imagine what it would have been like if I hadn't met Dang Ayong, Tefnet and Edwing.

A man sitting alone, a fake god, murmurs with a grim face. Maybe she's been alone for too long, so she's lost her mind.

There were two men and two women sitting at one table, who were very kind to look at each other. Seeing her share her skin without thrashing, she seemed to be among her lovers.

Joe spent less than three months in the New World.

But that's because we've used up the maximum of thirty times. Perhaps one of the fake gods gathered here had a similar time as the handover.

A year, or two. Maybe really close to six years.

In that period, it was not unusual for a lover to be born among false gods.

Suddenly, I looked at Dae-young without my knowledge and quickly turned my gaze back. This is because the sensitive Dan-A-young noticed the eyes of the people and turned his head.

“This way. Have a seat. ”

The table in Article 17 was situated quite far from the entrance, so I had to walk close to half the hall. But thanks to him, the people were satisfied that they had time to observe the other Joe.

“Unlike our worries, we may not be able to talk to other couples at all. ”

As soon as I sat at the table, Tefnet said in a small voice.

It was a group sitting in the order of Yeongmin, Dan-A-young, Tefnet, and Edwing, as usual, sitting at the Turra round table.

I am a designated table manager and cannot go to another table.

This meant that they were soon cut off from other false gods at the banquet.

“Thank goodness.”

Dan-a-young coughs up a sigh of relief as she stretches her shoulders.

It's because I've been practicing like this in preparation for the banquet today, and if I make a mistake about the banquet day, I've been worried a lot.

It seemed like this was Edwin's chance.

“Well, I was worried about our fighter being a hole. I'm so glad."

“Hey, what do you mean, a hole? Huh?”

Dan-A-young sharpened his voice and shed his eyes right away. I reached out to the waist dancing to find a piece of bread reflectively, but it wasn't the clothes I usually wear, so I didn't get caught.

Edwin giggles like he's excited, and Dang Ayong sharpens his eyes even more.

Tefnet said to turn the topic around quickly.

“Young Min, what are you thinking so hard about? ”

While Edward Wing and Dang Ayong were playing with each other, the people were looking around at the table and thinking about something.

The people who looked back at Article 17 in Tefnet's call said with an awkward smile.

“Oh, just because this table arrangement doesn't mean geographical proximity between races. ”

There is a designated table.

If so, what are the criteria for placing each pair on the table?

Edwin burst into laughter.

“I've seen a lot of people in my life, but you really think too much, too much. ”

Edwin knocks on the people's shoulders as if asked to do so.

“Yes, let's enjoy being like this. ”

Tefnet also said so. On the way, I saw that there were several celebrations on the table of the other Jordans.

The fact that a group of people who ate minced bread, no beef, and only a small amount of fruit were served with colorful foods would make this banquet a great pleasure.

Then, at the end of Tefnet's speech, people in scary white masks came and put these kinds of foods on the table of the 17th.

It wasn't as unified as it was with all the dishes from around the world, and Dae-young glanced at those colored plates.

“It must be delicious.”

It was a sincere voice that seemed to rise from the depths of my heart.

Edwin laughs, and Tefnet laughs with the sound of her being so cute.

Young Min also relaxed when he saw Dae-a-young. According to Edwin, the people themselves had too many thoughts.

The smell of food from several dishes stimulated the inhabitants' nostrils. I snorted without my knowledge, and the inhabitant lifted the tableware with a pleasant face. I didn't even bother to see other fake gods eating food on the way.

But I was just about to slice a slice of steak and bring it to my mouth.

“I welcome you to the Banquet of Fake Gods. ”

The whole banquet hall was darkened and spotlights were lit on the stage in the middle.

A gentleman in a polite white mask bowed lightly and greeted the false gods.

But the people did not see such a white masked man. I put down the fork I was holding and hurriedly looked around.

“The people?”

Dong-a-young, who was sitting next to her, asked. And at that sound, Edwin and Tephnet also saw the people.

The young man said with a nervous face.

“There's an empty table. ”

The banquet begins. But there is an empty table.

An empty table emerged from the banquet, the designated seating system.

Why, for what?

The answer to a question that was not exhausting came back quickly.

“Unfortunately, there are couples who were unable to attend this banquet. I don't think you need to tell me why. ”

The man in the white mask said so. Article 17 did not know the insinuations contained in the words of the man in the white mask, including the inhabitants.

Joe who dropped out of the game of gods.

A group whose race has been destroyed.

“Enjoy your meal and talk all you want. ”

The spotlight went out and the darkness of the banquet hall kicked back.

Article 17 saw each other.