191 At the heart of the continuum (1)

It was sinking.

An endless darkness. I got sucked into the swamp like the sea.

'This place.'

I slowly opened my eyes.

I didn't see anything. I felt something jealous and sticky pulling myself.

Accidents don't go back.

An impulse that I could not resist was pulling my body.

Narcissism, helplessness. Monstrous.

A sensation that seems to have been crushed by a dreadful horse.

'It's sinking.'

Only, the sense that he was sinking deeper and deeper left him.

'We have to get out.'

A faint consciousness, an instinct inherent in it, said we should not enter that depths.

I clasped my feet. I twisted my arms.

Quadruple!

The sound of flesh ripping. Sharp teeth touching bones.

His mouth appeared in the darkness, biting his legs.

"Ah."

I felt no pain, no sensation.

I just felt like I was pulling my body up a little bit.

'It's dangerous.'

Instinct warned me.

If I felt pain, I might not think it was dangerous if it hurt like crazy.

But now, it was dangerous to feel 'nothing' while the flesh was chewing and swallowing.

The senses disappear.

Hearing, olfactory, starting with perspective. Slowly, but surely, the senses were being erased.

Woodpeck. The flesh is chewed up. I felt my body being dragged down sharply.

There is no pain. All I feel is a terrible narcissism.

I thought it would be good to pull down with my body out of the way.

'No.'

I shook my head.

Deny the thoughts in my head.

'I am.'

I had to remember. I had to think about it.

Who you are, what you've lived in, what you've been through.

Self is a collection of innumerable memories and experiences.

The moment I lose my memory, I will melt into the endless sea and disappear.

Woodstock.

Myriads of mouths chewed and swallowed.

I snap my foot. I go up through the darkness, where I can't see anything.

But not enough.

His body was sucked into the deeper darkness.

I reached out. I couldn't reach. I snapped my foot. I didn't think of my body.

Into the deeper darkness.

"Come on, Rall."

I opened my mouth.

I could feel it.

'It's deep.'

Beyond the shallow parts of Manhattan.

A place where 'deep' maggies are gathered where rainfall is not yet fully available.

I've never been sucked in here since I opened the door.

Rain instincts warned.

'It's dangerous.'

The flesh that will rise above us has long been torn by myriad mouths.

All that was left here was a human spirit called 'Oh Gangwoo'.

'It's too late.'

I can't go back.

I came too far to go back.

After this time, it will melt and disappear in the abysmal sea.

'Should have used a different method.'

Late regrets have been pushed.

Open the two doors of the Battle of Man.

In the past tens of thousands of years, the opening of the second door of the Great War was nothing but a battle against Baal.

Even then, it wasn't easy to 'come back', but not until now.

'It's hard to climb to magnetism.'

No matter how bald I was, I couldn't climb 'up' to my body right now.

The rain lifted its head.

There was nothing in the dark.

'Like this.'

Self ends.

That's what I thought.

After living a life without happiness once, I was sucked into hell and held on for ten thousand years, and I finally grabbed the head of happiness.

Die.

Vain.

In vain.

Welcomes its end.

"Damn it."

I distorted my expression.

I have endured ten thousand years. Survived thousands, tens of thousands of battles.

But here, you die like this?

There's no way I can do that.

"Let's do this."

I turned around.

The body is melting.

Deep side Magi absorbed, disappearing flesh.

'I don't need it.'

How the Grand Duke would have resurrected.

Even if the flesh had disappeared, it was because the soul remained sane.

The important thing was not Manmahjong, 666 powers, nor infinite magic.

It was just a fragment of his existence.

"If you can't go up."

Rain lowered his head.

The deepest of all wars.

Unknown territory that never touched itself in the past.

Abyss.

"We should go down, well."

I released the power of my body to go up in one moment.

His body sank further down with appalling counter-elasticity, as if he had let go of a bowed protest pulled to the limit.

Grrrrrrrrrrrrr!

The force that dragged his body down was embarrassed by his sudden actions.

Now he was pulling his sinking body up.

Rain smiled.

"It's late, man."

Ignore the pulling force and go deeper.

Depth.

And then.

Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

I passed through an invisible wall.

Infinite power transferred his body.

Dark without light was the same, but I could feel it instinctively.

'Here, Abyss.'

The deepest of all wars.

A place with the roots of the Battle of Man, never touched.

Don't hesitate.

There was a huge crack.

Its size is 1 km in diameter. It was bigger than any crack I've ever seen.

A huge crack slowly broke out. Yellow light flowed through the crack.

Rain opened both eyes.

'No, not a crack.'

My body trembled thinly. The identity of what was mistaken for a crack.

I know that, and the power has flowed in me.

Rain spilled laughter.

'This is a joke.'

Eyes.

Huge, no longer large enough to wonder if it would be meaningful to describe the size.

A long, horizontally torn black pupil appeared on the yellow pupil.

Snow the size of a World Cup stadium was heading for the rain.

[Why, you're already here.]

"... What?"

Questions in your head.

Rain frowned.

'What is this again?'

The deepest of all wars. An unidentified existence located in the abyss.

The creature, who had never seen it, never felt it, looked at the rain.

My whole body was full of creeps.

I feel like I'm facing something I can't argue with. To paraphrase...

'God.'

I couldn't even compare it to Tyrion.

I couldn't breathe properly into that gigantic presence.

"Fuck."

Rain bites the lips.

Even if he had been sealed by the Guyanese system, he would not have dared to resist this presence before his eyes.

'Why is this in me?'

I couldn't understand. It was complicated in my head.

Why does the Abyss of Almighty War place the existence of 'self' apart from itself?

[It's not the time for prophecy yet.]

"What do you mean by that?"

The rains opened their eyes thin.

"Who are you? Who's inside me?"

I don't think it's ridiculous to talk about the second self.

"Double personality."

Where else does one live under the same and firmest beliefs as one's own?

No, in the first place, his mind was divided, and now the existence of this abyss feels so disparate.

[I am the source and root of all horses. He is the father of demons, the creator of heaven and hell.]

"……."

[If it's easy to understand, you can call it drinking.]

Drinking.

Laughter flowed out.

Rain raised his hand to his forehead as if his head was hurting.

"Wait. I don't know if it's the source or the root, but why are you inside me?"

It was true that he was taking steps to become a drinker.

But now we have a second condition. Only half of them met the condition.

In the meantime, it was hard to understand that there was an endless amount of drinking in him.

[Don't you know?]

"There's no way to know. I've eaten quite a few demons so far, but I don't remember eating a god."

[Hahaha! Of course there is no memory.]

A giant pupil moves.

[I've been in you since the beginning, before you fell into hell.]

"That's bullshit again. Before I go to hell, I..."

[Normal? Nothing?]

Giggle.

I heard a deep laugh.

[Do ordinary humans have the power of predation? Do you think humans who are nothing can absorb so much magic and stay sane? Do you think you can rule Hell in 9,000 years?]

"……."

[The answer is simple. It was one from the beginning.]

Horizontally torn pupils are turned around.

[In the first place, you weren't ordinary.]

"……."

Silence flowed.

I opened my eyes as though I didn't like the rain.

The pupil, who called himself a drink, slowly spoke.

[Man, do you remember my mother's face?]

"What?"

[Do you remember who gave birth to you?]

I shook my head.

He was abandoned by his parents as soon as he was born.

I never remembered seeing my mother's face, I never tried to see her.

The pupil smiled.

[Let me change the question, do you really think you have a mother?]

"……."

[You would have understood by now. How heterogeneous you are.]

I said this blatantly, but there was no way I wouldn't understand.

The rains shook his body thin.

I raised my hand and covered my face.

And then.

I laughed.

"Hahaha! X bar, you're a total jerk."

[Hmm...?]

"Where the fuck are you paddling, man?"

[What?]

"It doesn't matter if you have someone else's mother."

[It doesn't mean that....]

"Ah. Well, I'm kidding. I've heard a lot about it."

Rain shakes hands as if they are annoying.

"Is that what this is?"

[What...]

"The black lining funnel. It's obvious if you don't see it. Later you showed up so secretly that everything was actually my plan! Now give yourself up! What the fuck are you trying to do?"

[…….]

"Isn't that right? It's right to watch your kid's mouth shut. I've known him since I saw him talking nonsense while he was feeding on the secrets of his birth."

[You..]

"Why, did you want to be shocked by the fact that you don't have parents? I mean, I was a puppet?! Can you squeeze me some juice while I'm fucking with you?"

Giggle.

I burst into laughter.

"It's just very, very deep. I ate it. No, if you twist Shiva, you do it yourself. So far, it's stuck and dented. Then it grabs all the foam and crawls out."

I twisted my mouth.

I lifted my head.

I opened my mouth to a giant god who could not even guess the size of it at a glance.

"Son of a bitch."

Purity for 10,000 years.

More precisely, the human body is not yet within reach.

"How dare you cross my body?"

I can't even pay you for being unfair!!