World Maker

Giganto Machia is finished.

The Giant of Destruction disappeared with black ashes in front of a giant tower that connects the central realm with the handover.

Mashin of the North reaped the horsemen of the Horsemen. Of course, Avatar headed north instead of attacking the weary Shangrira as well as the heroes.

It wasn't because the Horseman's army was heavily damaged by the battle with giants.

The spirit of the North was the least salute to King Elder, to that handover and to the Savior of the New World.

Mashin and Demon King Eclipse of the North left the centre. However, the Elders of the Holy Kingdom Shangrira did not leave the center immediately. The wounded were searched and the bodies were collected and prepared for burial.

And among the bodies also included King Elder.

Lightning Storm.

The body of the man, the king of Elder, was found.

The false gods who were summoned to the central realm returned to their own realm.

The fake gods who descended as avatars in the handover have not returned yet. It was not because something else remained after the Giant of Destruction. It was a gift from managers to make time to heal the ‘wounds' caused by Giganto Machia.

The return of the fake gods who descended into the Avatar is a month from now.

This could certainly be called caring. However, this was not the case for Article 17, especially for Dang Ayong, who returned to the new world alone by strong magic.

On the first day of his return to the new world, the day that the lightning storm sacrificed for everyone, Dan-Ayong cried out like an animal. Dae-young, who was extremely unconscious due to the battle with the Giant of Destruction, cried exhausted, fainted and didn't wake up all day long.

Tefnet and Edwing also felt pain as if they had lost their children. Tefnet could not afford to soothe and comfort Dang Ah-young, and neither could Edwing. Of the chaplains who could be called the beginning of Article 17, none could maintain the coldness without losing the thunderstorm.

Knut and Bart did not comfort Dan-A-young, Tefnet and Edwing with their callous words. I just allowed them to cry and grieve all they wanted. Waiting until they healed themselves was all and the best they could do.

Dae-a-young opened his eyes in his temple. My head was dizzy because I cried too much. I didn't know how much time had passed, nor did I know the warmth of the people who had always been conveyed near me.

“Lightning Storm.”

Dae-a-young realized it wasn't a dream. I realized once again that everything that happened that day was actually happening.

I thought I couldn't cry anymore, so I burst into tears again. It flowed out of Dan-a-young's eyes, which turned into a glass bead, and it flowed down his cheek.

Dae-A-young clearly remembered the moment the lightning storm reached its end. Along with the lightning storm to the end, it was Dae-young himself who remained strong, not anyone else.

The will and power of the lightning storm that placed the Giant of Destruction in front of your eyes. That man who sacrificed for everyone.

But that wasn't all. I could see it because it was Dang Ayong who was in strong condition.

There was sorrow and fear in the depths of the lightning storm.

The sadness of having to part with the green lightning that I love so much.

The face and name of everyone who thought of the end in the head of the thunderstorm.

The lightning storm loved them all. I wanted to continue living the same time as all of them.

Nevertheless, he sacrificed himself.

To protect everyone.

To protect not only Elder, but also that Heavenly Father and the Sadducee.

A thunderstorm that comforted all of us to the very last.

The child's words. The child's heart.

“I should have died. ”

Dan-a-young muttered small. The words that came out of the voices began to take a concrete form. I strangled Dan-a-young because I was self-conscious and self-reproaching.

“I should have died. ”

Instead of a lightning storm, the green god Dang Ayong should have died.

Because it's God.

It's Elder's fighter.

If only he had died instead of a lightning storm.

I should have.

I should have done that.

“Don't think about it that way. ”

It wasn't his voice. It was someone else, but it was like hearing his voice.

Dan-A-young turned his head without strength and saw the direction in which his voice was heard. I saw a woman with rainbow hair in a white mask. Sitting in the corner of Dae-A-young's room, he squeezed without a cheek.

“Hello."

A woman with rainbow hair greeted me. Dae-a-young blinked without being bold. Once again, tears gushed down and wet the sheet.

The woman with the rainbow hair raised her body in place. He slowly approached the bed on which Dang Ayong lay, and gently grabbed her as he always did.

“Don't think about it that way. You can't think about the idea that you should have died instead. ”

The woman's arms were warm with rainbow hair. Dan-a-young closed his eyes, and a woman with rainbow hair stroked Dan-a-young's head and back with a soft touch. I kept whispering.

“It's a very obvious story, but if it did, everyone would be sad. The lightning storm would have been sad. So it's the same. You're just gonna make everyone sad just because you're comfortable? ”

At this moment, Dan-A-young flinched. A woman with a rainbow hair knocked on her back again. I drew a slight but powerless smile.

“There are no horses around. I admit that, too. But you know what I'm talking about, right? ”

I have the same past, so I think I can see it the same way. Different years of life, different accumulated experiences and memories, I can't say the same person now, but I still understand.

Dan-A-young nodded. I only opened my mouth after a while of sneaking out of the woman's arms with a rainbow hair.

“The dead..... ”

“Huh?”

“What about the dead? What happened to the lightning storm now? ”

When asked like a child mixed with tears, the rainbow haired woman smiled generously. After a while, he removed the baby from his arms and wiped his tears with his sleeve. I put my eyes in a slightly distant void and spoke.

“A great stream of souls, an astral line wrapped around the stars. ”

Something that cannot be checked with the naked eye.

But clearly, it surrounds the world, this star.

“The souls of the dead are all headed towards the same place. Astral Rhine, back home to that soul. ”

It wasn't just people.

All beings with life, all beings with souls, headed for the beginning and the end of the Astral Line.

Dan-A-young leaned his head.

“Like the kingdom of heaven? ”

Post-world.

It expresses itself differently according to religion.

The woman with the rainbow hair shook her head.

“A little different. But it's similar. The souls of the dead have joined the flow of great souls. Let's be one with the flow and feed the Astral Line. And when the time comes, return to the ground and return to a new life. ”

That's the flow of the soul.

A clear circulation system of souls held by all worlds.

Dan-A-young snorted. One way or another, I tried to stop crying and asked the woman with the iridescent hair.

“When I am, when I become a real god. So you can meet the lightning storm again? I went to a place called the Astral Line. ”

Win the war of gods when you're a real god.

If you're not a fake god, if you're a real god in this world.

The woman with the rainbow hair smiled in surprise. I shook my head again this time.

“No, it's too much. That's not allowed. ”

Even if it's a real god, it's the will of the world.

He was not omnipotent; it was impossible to dominate the Astral line just because he was a manager.

I felt disappointed in Dae-a-young. The woman with the rainbow hair touched her cheek again. She said with a hug that she would cry again soon.

“Even at this moment, the spirit of the lightning storm is still in the Astral Line. Maybe he's there, looking at the new realm for handovers. And one day he'll be back on the ground. ”

“Someday... back to the ground..." ”

“Yes, one day. ”

It's an absolute promise. What must be done if this world is to be maintained.

The woman with the rainbow hair said to sweeten her baby like a mother. After a while, I opened my lips again, sharing the warmth without saying so.

“If you want to honor a lightning storm, if you want to remember, how about this? ”

Lifting his head as if Dan-A-young was interested, the rainbow haired woman sent a message to Dan-A-young. I was somewhat surprised by the sudden electrophoresis, but I was a little more concerned about the contents. It was awkward for a woman with rainbow hair to look at herself, but she still drew a smile, even though she was saddened.

After a little more time, Dan-A-young asked.

“Why are you doing this to me now? You're Weissman's handler. ”

I never had this conversation with each other. The fact that Dan-A-young remembered a woman with rainbow hair was enough that she kissed her soul at the last banquet.

The woman with the rainbow hair replied in a generous voice.

“I don't want to see you cry. You can just think of it as spacious. Or to give up a fake god who played a crucial role in ending Giganto Machia. ”

The reason seemed good. In fact, it didn't matter what I said.

Instead of burying her again, Dan-A-young buried her head in the heart of a woman with rainbow hair. I murmured in a small voice.

“It's a strange story but..... ”

“Huh?”

“It's like a teacher. ”

The myth of the world.

She's beautiful and strong.

A woman with a rainbow hair smiles brightly.

“Well, that's the best compliment, isn't it? ”

“You know our teacher? ”

The woman with the rainbow hair nodded quickly as she asked him how surprised he was.

“Roughly. For now, I'm one of the administrators of this game. ”

Even this time, the rainbow haired woman, who gave a fair but different answer, pushed the baby out of her arms. My front chest was wet because of the tears and nostrils of Dan-a-young, but I got up gently instead of making a dislike color.

“I'll go back now. I know it's hard right now, but I hope you get out of the sadness and regain your strength. ”

The woman with the rainbow hair was really like a teacher. Dan-a-young nods like a little girl.

A woman with rainbow hair stepped back a few steps. Dae-a-young stared at such a rainbow haired woman.

“Infant.”

A woman with rainbow hair called out to Dang Ayong, and Dang Ayong tilted her head in a feeling of ignorance.

A horse hovering in the mouth of a woman with rainbow hair.

End of story she didn't get out of her mouth.

I hope to keep my mind as it is now. No matter how much more time passes, no matter what happens, I hope that I will not lose my heart in loving the clans of the handover.

“No, nothing. I'll go now. ”

After all, what came out of my mouth was a completely different story. The woman with the rainbow hair waved slightly exaggerated, and the light disappeared within a few seconds.

Dae-a-young closed his eyes. Neither pushed out the face of the rising lightning storm, nor drew back into endless sorrow.

How long has it been?

Dae-a-young stood up. I stumbled and took steps.

There were forces of Elder, Britannian and Shangrira in the airborne Avalon.

For a joint funeral in honor of those who were sacrificed in the battle against the Giant of Destruction.

Few people participated in it in the first place, and the fight against giants itself was short, so there were not so many deaths. Elders built wooden altars for cremation, and all the bodies went up on the fifty-four altars.

The funeral began at sunset.

I started singing in a voice with a green oily voice.

A small tree struck the book, and both Elder and Britannian sang together.

Avatar Ramu of the White God lit each altar. Burning fire pushed out the darkness.

Increasing flames and increasingly high notes.

Fifty-three altars were set on fire. Now there was only one altar left.

The green oil finally burst into tears. I sang in tears.

White Yooseong grabbed the one who called out the storm, which was now his own. But it didn't stop the tears from leaking out.

The black bear smiles in tears. The white deer sat down and wept, and the green lightning wiped away the tears that kept flowing to watch the loved one's last.

Both Elder and Britannian saw the last altar.

He who lay on it watched his king.

“Lightning Storm.”

The Yeongmin called. I once again called my first child, who seems to be standing up and laughing right now.

What happened with the lightning storm.

Lightning storms did it. Everything I've watched.

The people set the altar on fire. A white flame made of holy power rises and covers the body of the lightning storm.

The song of Green Meteor is over.

The choir of Elder and Britannian declared its end.

So whatever you're looking for is silent.

The people saw a thunderstorm in a white flame. I lifted my head high and looked up at the night sky of Sakaman.

And the voice from heaven.

Tefnet, Edwing and Dang Young are the three minds.

The people raised their hands toward heaven. Divine power was exercised following the extradition of three men.

A pure white flashlight rises toward the sky. The flame that burned the body of the lightning storm rose high above the sky, and it began to manifest itself within the night sky.

The darker the darkness, the deeper the night, the brighter the star.

I couldn't create a real star with the power of fake gods. However, it was not difficult to create a bright glow between the night sky that Elders looked at.

Star of Lightning Storm.

The black bear reaches out to the sky. Green oil and green lightning cried and smiled at the stars.

Both Elder and Britannian looked up to the king's star watching them.

The people saw the stars. Recognized the great flow of souls beyond that.

‘Lightning Storm.’

Like responding to everyone's call.

The king's star shines its light.