I’m Not That Kind of Talent - Chapter 344

344. Perfect Ending (1)

From the moment I found out the truth, there has never been a single moment when I didn’t hate myself.

I was just trying to live as long as I could out of respect for the will of my brother who sacrificed himself to save me, but Deon Hart was ready to kill me at any time.

Years of postponing death in the name of revenge. Now that he has achieved his goal of extending his life, Deon raises his head and aims a dagger at his neck. A soft smile appeared on his lips.

“What are you doing now, Deon?”

I feel like I can hear a shout directed at me from somewhere, but I guess it’s just my mood. What demon would worry about and stop the person who killed the demon king?

It’s not just demons.

The idiot who killed his family. A fool who even lost his brother. A warrior who turned his back on humanity. The commander of Corps 0 who betrayed the Demon World. A disaster that has turned the world upside down, regardless of whether it is a human world or a demon world…. The qualifier that it is not welcome by anyone has been completely swept away, so my death will bring joy to everyone. Maybe we’ll have a festival.

‘So no fool will be sad about my death.’

…At the edge of my vision, I saw a rampaging Ben.

I look away, pretending not to see, and this time I see the devil’s body. A look in Deon’s eyes filled with joy at the sight of his heart being pierced by a sword appeared, and he simply closed his eyes.

I felt dirty.

‘…I can never be someone’s salvation.’

Even Dan, who personally approached and chose to follow, saw Deonhardt as a disaster rather than a salvation.

But do you know how the devil looked at me?

“You didn’t just say thank you, you said it all with your eyes.”

I saw it as if it was salvation.

Extremely friendly and joyful eyes that seem to go beyond just happy feelings and see something extremely lovely that he often shows. Perhaps because it was the last time, the feeling of gratitude was clearly evident.

“A coward until the end.”

I’m annoyed at the Demon King who doesn’t hide his eyes, and I hate myself for ‘not knowing’ what he wants most.

In the end, I am a cowardly fool who gave up even the most important revenge because I was tired of life without doing anything right.

‘…Still, I’m glad I was able to get my final revenge.’

He chuckled and moved his hands. At will, a dagger comes down to cut off this breath.

A little while ago, crows were gathering around me in an unusual way, but I didn’t pay any attention to them. This life will end soon anyway.

…It would have been like that if an unknown man who had walked out of a group of crows had not stood in front of him.

“Master Deon!”

Caw! Caw!

Food Duck!

Ed’s cries can be vaguely heard over the cries of crows and the sound of wings flapping. It seemed like he didn’t just call me, but even came running towards me, but he seemed to be blocked by a curtain of crows and couldn’t get any closer.

Deon stopped moving at the strange phenomenon and quietly looked up. A chill ran down my spine, and the source of the terrible energy I felt on the battlefield was just around the corner.

A being that takes on human form but is never human. Even though we feel it, we are a species that cannot exist on this earth. Deon, unable to overcome his curiosity due to the extremely strange feeling, tilted his head, even forgetting the existence of the dagger that was slightly digging into his neck.

“…who?”

Grumble. Blood slowly trickled down from my neck.

The man who glances at this meets red eyes. Deon, who was momentarily overwhelmed, hardened his eyes and at the same time a low voice came out.

“Well… I think you already have some idea.”

“….”

“A being that takes the breath of living things and stops their movements, and is an agent of all worlds. “People call me ‘Death’ with reverence.”

“…what?”

“I wanted to talk to the being who manifested me, but you were calling me, so I came right after you manifested.”

His finger pointed to the dagger that was still slightly poking at his throat. Only then did Deon lower his dagger.

It was difficult to understand the sudden turn of events.

“‘Death’? “That one?”

Considering the energy I could feel, I expected it to be related to death, but I guessed it was some kind of reaper or something, and I didn’t expect it to be ‘death’ itself.

Wasn’t death a formless entity to begin with?

‘Oh, right.’

He referred to me as a being who made himself manifest. This means that it was originally a formless being.

Even when death was just around the corner, my mind quickly turned and pointed out the part that was troubling about death’s remarks a moment ago.

“…I said I made you appear. “I think I need a little explanation.”

“It’s no big deal. “It was simply because of the large-scale massacre you carried out.”

“It’s a massacre…”

“Yes, a massacre. “If too many lives die in a short period of time, death will accumulate on the ground and take the form of the species of those who carried out such massacres.”

Blood was flowing everywhere. The continent was soaked in blood. The world has become so light that people cry out names that will never be answered and even risk their own lives as a means to an end.

He was saying that death was encroaching on the earth and could not leave, so he finally came together and appeared.

…It was only a moment, but was the reason I was overwhelmed because the other person was ‘dead’? Deon frowned and rubbed the wound on his neck that had just healed.

“The fact that I called you…”

“It has to do with the actions you were taking a little while ago.”

It was easy to understand.

Cutting off someone’s life, including myself, has become like inviting death in the flesh.

In any case, there is nothing to lose. Because ‘death’ can’t stop me from taking my life.

It wouldn’t have mattered if he ignored the guy in front of him and ended his life right away… Deon looked at his opponent.

“You said you came because you wanted to talk to me, right?”

“okay.”

“Then do you accept if I ask a question?”

“Especially so.”

“Then…”

It is still a pity to miss the rare opportunity to have a conversation with ‘Death’.

Deon, who hesitated even though he was given permission to ask a question, soon expressed in the form of a question what had been on his mind ever since he learned the truth.

“What happens to people… after they die?”

“….”

Death closed his mouth for a moment and looked down at Deon.

Inexplicable expressions and glances were exchanged, and after a short silence, a slightly delayed answer came out.

“Do you remember the most famous folk song on this continent?”

At this point, there is only one folk song worthy of sudden mention.

Even the non-human Demon King knew…

“…’Advice from Death’?”

“okay. “The actual advice I gave elsewhere ended up here and circulated in the form of a song.”

“That means…”

Deon’s expression became subtle.

The explanation continued as if he didn’t care about the facial expressions of mere humans.

“The big and small sins that humans commit accumulate as karma. After death, if their karma is below the average, they will be free, and if it is above the average, they will be reincarnated into a miserable life.”

“…Reincarnation is punishment?”

“Which is more painful for you, living or dying?”

“….”

I understood immediately.

Deon, who was fiddling with the bloody dagger with his mouth closed, suddenly remembered the second verse of the song and opened his mouth.

“Then what does verse 2 mean?”

“If I have no choice but to condemn.

Commit a greater sin than anyone else.

As soon as you die, your soul breaks down and disappears so that you can forever avoid the punishment for your sins.

This is the maximum consideration I can give.”

“Originally, the karma of sins committed in life is shared between the body and the soul. This means that when the body dies, the soul carries it alone. Normally, the weight of karma is mainly borne by the body, so in this case, the soul that cannot bear the weight of karma begins to break down.”

“…So, in verse 1, it says that the bigger the sin, the faster the reincarnation process takes place.”

“okay. Normally, it breaks down at a rapid rate, so it is often reincarnated before the soul is completely destroyed… but in very rare cases, if the karma exceeds the average value, the soul is broken and disappears at the same time as death. Stabe Illuster almost avoided punishment through this.”

If it’s Starbe Illuster… Duke?

‘Why is the Duke here?’

Deon’s face distorted at the mention of an unexpected person.

Of course, a duke would probably know the forgotten second verse of a widely known folk song… but he died without regrets even when he was alive, making people feel bad, and then avoiding the punishment for his sins even after death?

I almost burst into tears for a moment, but my reason was able to hold on and find a loophole in my words.

“Does ‘I almost avoided it’ mean I failed?”

“It was good that I made a contract with the Demon King, gained magical power, and used magic, but the problem was that the method was a ‘curse.’”

The duke gathered up the remaining magical energy and used it to curse Deonhardt.

“Curses directed at others are bound to come back to you.”

Since magic is a serious crime that arbitrarily violates the rules that form the backbone of the world, the soul of a being who uses magic is usually broken upon death, but for Duke Stave Illuster, he has the uniqueness of being a contracted ‘human’ rather than a demon himself, and the magic called ‘curse’. There was magic that was not magic that borrowed its form.

“The reaction of the curse bound his shattered soul and reincarnated him. “It must be a pretty terrible life.”

“…That’s good.”

Extinction is too easy.

I can’t even imagine the level of pain it would be to have one’s soul shattered, but it is said to be destroyed and destroyed in an instant at a speed that would not even allow for reincarnation, so it would be destroyed before the pain is even recognized.

If he didn’t know, Deon didn’t want to hear about the duke avoiding punishment like that.

“But…”

I clearly understood that the price of sin is reincarnation. but.

“Is ‘freedom’ given to those without sin?”

If your karma value is below average, it means that you have lived a fairly good life. The reward for that is ‘freedom’….

Death raised the corners of his mouth as if telling him not to look at me funny.

“Yes, freedom. You can watch your royalties from a comfortable space and sleep until the right time comes. You can interfere with royalties, be reincarnated under good conditions, or choose to disappear if you feel that everything is boring and meaningless. For reference, it may be easier to understand if you think of extinction as a deep sleep that never wakes up. “Because there is no pain or anything.”

“…Wait a minute, I thought you just said there might be interference with royalties.”

“okay. “The more you interfere, the more karma you accumulate, so you have to be careful.”

“….”

The flowers that bloomed on Cruel Hart’s grave come to mind. The message that the flower conveyed, the white light that woke me up from my nightmare, reminded me of the man in my dream who did his best to protect me from the curse that washed over me like a tidal wave.

Clearly, interference with royalties was within the scope of ‘freedom’. Since ‘freedom’ is a reward for those who have lived well, that means…

“Oh, by the way, meddling with royalties is also possible for sinners waiting to be reincarnated. “Normally, I can’t even think about it because of the soul-crushing pain.”

“….”

“At least you committed so many sins that you would have to be reincarnated again and again. Let alone interfering with royalties, he will be reincarnated right away before even seeing the afterlife. “You will continue to live a life full of pain until all the karma you have accumulated is erased.”

“…I didn’t ask that because I was curious.”

It wasn’t because I was curious about the duke’s death or what would happen to me after my death.

From the moment the Duke confirmed his death, he was indifferent, and he did not care what happened to him after death.

just. What I’m curious about is:

“…They say that if you interfere with royalties, you will accumulate karma, but what happens if you exceed the average like that?”

“Then you have to go through the reincarnation process. “With a soul that has begun to break, you will stand on the heated iron plate where sinners line up to be reincarnated.”

“So… Then what about Cruel?”

Deon asked with a pale complexion. The question he had wanted to ask all along but hesitated out of fear became a sentence.

Brother, is Cruel okay?