Omniscient First-Person’s Viewpoint - Chapter 135

EP.135 Slanted ceiling and a mountain of laughing corpses – 7

I watched the images while sipping on the remaining white and hongju. Then, at the last moment, I saw the last great magic written by the great master just before he died and muttered.

“Wow, that was really special. You deserve to be arrogant.”

“iced coffee.”

“Wasn’t the bottomless pit hell? It was heaven. This land became a bottomless pit and disappeared, so no one could find it. Thanks to that, I returned to my main job after a long time and buried 300,000.”

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‘but mustn’t it have been difficult to ignore all the resentment of 300,000 prisoners? So, did you make it into a keepsake with questions you couldn’t choose? That’s true.”

Jizan has not yet been selected. It was neither a sword nor a staff, but a black stick. The indeterminate Jizan is the key to this image and the problem of this question.

However, I am a mind reader and an honor student who was a senior in secondary school at the same time.

Reading the answer without solving the problem is a piece of cake.

“The background is quite grand for a survey.”

There was no right answer. If you look closely, it is a survey conducted by Daejongsa with a free gift called Jizan, the sword of the earth.

The question itself is extremely subjective, so if you don’t fully convince the image, Jizan won’t allow it.

Well, that has nothing to do with me.

After reading his intention, he raised Jizan. A pitch-black, undecorated sword or staff, unknown to me.

An earth sword that possesses the power of earth magic and will be the most heinous weapon of all if wielded against a human.

“Ah ah ah ah ah.”

“Is it a staff or a sword? It’s an unknown design.”

“Why, why…”

The Grand Master sobbing as if he had been exposed, or more accurately, it should be the image of the Grand Master.

The image was in despair when I saw myself tearing up the survey paper I had painstakingly made and fiddling with the free gift to figure out the true meaning of this test.

“Even if this happened because of the cowardly prophets, wouldn’t it be a little over the line to test the living with a question that they themselves couldn’t answer? Oh, it’s not that I’m cheeky. You literally crossed the line between life and death.”

I shrugged my shoulders at the image that still lowered my head and sobbed.

Even if it is an image left in a keepsake, it is only an echo of the dead. You can’t answer my words.

I said while shaking Jizan.

“Since you’ve already left, you don’t need to say hello. I won’t go far to meet you, so bye.”

When I tried to turn my consciousness like that.

“The ones who are tested… are the small people.”

“Oh, what a surprise! I almost fell off my liver!”

The image of the Grand Master suddenly spoke to me.

Corpses these days really startle people. Why are you suddenly waking up and talking to me? Could it be that consciousness from 1300 years ago still remains?

“Is it because of the bottomless pit? It’s a corpse, it’s a thought, it’s strangely strange. It is so well-preserved, and the thoughts are so clear that it can be read.”

I wiped my startled heart, opened my eyes, and glared at the cross that pierced the master’s stomach.

“Or is it because of that cross…”

The power of the Holy Hwangcheong, whose very existence is unknown. Perhaps, like a delayed prophecy, it might have crossed the 1300-year timeline and brought me a question.

I stared at the cross for a moment, but nothing changed. I decided to turn my attention away from futile matters and focus on the Grand Master.

“Then, should I treat you as a living person?”

When I’m in deep trouble The image of the screaming Grand Master raised his head.

The clear snow like a lake and the river flowing through it are fleeting. In the expression, the sadness and anguish that transcended time are glimpsed.

The image of Grand Master cried and begged me.

“In the end, the small man could not choose and procrastinated, and was eventually driven out. I did not want to kill people with the hands of a small person, so I ended up killing myself after running away. While the small man ran away from there… he became more comfortable, but he always had regrets in one part of his heart.”

“How many people are there in the world who are relieved? If you went comfortably, that’s it.”

“Still… is it okay? Was it okay for a small person to run away from sin?”

At the grand master’s death-like cry, I met his eyes and spoke to the vaguely felt thoughts.

“What’s the point of running away? Running away from problems you can’t handle is a guaranteed path. I don’t hate those who try to run away. Rather, I like it.”

“Is that so…”

“Except for those who take refuge in death.”

The image shuts its mouth. I knelt down in front of the image of Grand Master and made eye contact with her.

“Doesn’t death sound like a good escape? It seems to be the most perfect indulgence that no one can come to find out, right?”

I can’t read the thoughts of the image. Even my mind reading cannot overcome the wall beyond time. It’s like damn power.

Still, like any normal person, I chanted with a moderate amount of empathy.

“yes that’s right. Since there is no afterlife in this world, how could they come to investigate sins? You are comfortable.”

Even the abyss that actually exists has barely been found because of this struggle. What if he died without leaving a trace? It is the ultimate in debt default.

“But please think about the real situation as well. I tried to get some bond, but they said it’s in a place where you can’t get there unless you die! What about creditors? Who do you charge for what you don’t get?”

In the image of the highest mountain, I pointed my hand down. Unlike here, the regressor and the branch are fighting each other in the farthest low land.

Those who exist but are invisible in this image.

“So you followed me all the way to hell. To pick up your deferred debts.”

“Ah…”

The Grand Master, who foresaw what would happen in the future, lamented deeply. It would be better if I had disappeared without having lingering feelings and left an image because I wanted to resolve those lingering feelings even if I didn’t know.

You should have expected this to happen.

Return the questionnaire and hand it to her. Conversely, the great master who was tested took it seriously. I looked down at the Grand Master and stood up.

“Your choices are not over yet.”

The glittering light in the regressor’s eyes flickered weakly. right after that.

“It’s awesome…!”

The front wheel Cheonan disappears, and what remains is a strong sense of exhaustion. Collapsed concrete and corpses pile up on the regressor who has lost his strength for a moment. A small tomb was created to seal the regressor.

The fight itself was the regressor’s dominance. The regressor put Jiseon on the defensive with a series of attacks.

However, Ji-seon, who was put on the defensive, was even stronger. In particular, it was great that there was a lot of concrete that could be dragged and used freely above the head. Rather, if the sky were an empty ground, they would have continued a more equal or superior fight.

However, when Ji-seon was about to be put in danger, he generously dragged the concrete of Tantalus and plugged it in, and a mountain of corpses shuddered and poured out at the impact.

It was a landslide of corpses.

No matter how much it is piled up like a mountain, the elements that make up it are not solid soil, but the corpses of dead soldiers. I can’t stand such a huge shock. Regressors located relatively lower were swept away by it and consumed their energy avoiding it.

Eventually, he couldn’t reach Ji-seon and ran out of energy.

‘…I’d rather have been blown away by a storm of living corpses. If I had broken down Ji-seon’s footing…!’

Why did that thought come to my mind now when I ran out of energy?

But no matter how much you regret, it’s too late. Now, the regressor could do nothing but groan at the unpleasant feeling of the corpse.

there was one more

The figure of me raising my body in front of the remains of the Grand Master. to watch it

Returning to reality, I felt the spicy scent of white flower wine on the tip of my nose. The highest-priced hard liquor, which obscured even the scent of blood from the mountain of corpses, numbed my senses for a moment and heightened my emotions.

ah good this is alcohol

Excited, I pulled out my jizan and shouted, “Leave the abyss.”

“Everyone, don’t move! From now on, I will take care of this situation!”

tall. Everyone here gaped their mouths and stopped moving when they saw what I was doing. I am satisfied as if I became a king.

This overwhelming sense of omnipotence. Everyone is paying attention to me, and I feel the pleasure of going back and forth between heaven and hell with my every move.

As I triumphantly raised Jizan, Jisun, who had buried the regressor down there, widened her eyes.

“how? An ordinary person took the great master’s keepsake…?”

“Why are you surprised by this? Wouldn’t it be less surprising to climb up a mountain and pick up a stick there than change the color of your eyes?”

It is no different from the one I retrieved the stick the climber had put in first. Except for the fact that this is a corpse mountain with 300,000 corpses piled up, and that the top of it is the remains of the Grand Master, he is an ordinary hiker everywhere.

However, Ji-seon did not accept my argument.

“…Isn’t that impossible? Hughes. What the hell are you doing?”

“Hunting and gathering! It’s a time-honored act of picking up unclaimed items!”

Jizan swung. It feels heavy, but it’s not difficult to move than I thought.

good. I can declare this enough.

“Jizan is mine now. It means I can do whatever I want.”

“It’s too much of a joke.”

“I play pranks sometimes, but I don’t play pranks even at important moments like this! It distinguishes the time and place!”

It’s ridiculous. After expressing my dissatisfaction with voices, I decided to show proof that this was not a joke.

I raised a sword worthy of the earth and shouted.

“Well, to all the burial people who made this stage, thank you for your hard work.”

At those words, corpses in baggy clothes all stare at me. Looking at the few left now, I smiled warmly.

“The burials recorded in history. Those who died at the hands of the king. Those who became ghosts with a sense of mission and just piled up corpses for 1300 years.”

When the great master disappeared with 300,000 corpses and the abyss appeared instead, the king, believing that she hid the bodies and fled, threw the rest of the burials into the abyss.

This is the massacre of the king’s burial known in history.

But they didn’t die. Somehow, they fell and at some point reached the bottom of this abyss.

Greeting the burials is the grand master who pays tribute to his dying life with his stomach pierced.

Did you say that a seat makes a person?

Those who usually adored the Grand Master, and those who just pretended to be buried. He accepted his fate trapped in the abyss and honored the souls of 300,000 soldiers.

Before death, as a body, after death as a ghost.

“I have witnessed and experienced all the duties you have performed! But the middleman can’t shave his head, and the burial man can’t bury his body! Instead of all of you who were not sent off by the living because you had qualifications, I, an ordinary human, would like to honor your souls!”

Having shouted that, I held up the great master’s memento. The corpse, with only the ghost remaining, pursued Jizan with its eyes.

I shouted out loud to all those who did not forget their mission even after death.

“While I am still alive, I find an old tomb while walking on the road, and I perform my ancestral rites, albeit modestly, according to the duties of a living person. good work. Rest in peace, everyone.”

Immediately after holding Jizan with both hands and bowing deeply, he greeted them all.

All at once the corpses fell like a kite with a string cut off.

Even if other ordinary people, not me, paid tribute, they would have found rest.

All they needed was a ceremony for them.

They buried 300,000 corpses one by one, and they couldn’t bear to close their eyes unless they were buried by someone because they were burials who followed the will of Earth Mother.

When I close their eyes and straighten their backs again.

Jiseon stood in front of me. She looked at me with a slightly stiff smile.

“…I think he honored the spirits of the Grand Master and those who followed him instead of small men.”

“Don’t say thank you. That’s the duty of the owner of this cup.”

Ji-seon’s expression darkened at the answer he gave with a refreshing smile.