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It was natural to feel that way. The dreadful desolations of death and intimidation that I had just felt before disappeared, and many of them in front of me were girls who would be considered as early teenagers.

“With a lot of care. ”

The nightmare maker replied. She whisks Amos in her hand to create a couch. Sitting on a fluffy couch, she gazed at Baek Hyun with a hat half over her head fixed.

“My agglomerated self carries a deadly madness, and just confronting my own body can spread madness. Of course, you won't easily go mad just by facing it, but you'll feel reluctant when you look at it. ”

The Nightmare Decider said that and grabbed the sewing doll that was floating in the air. The sewing doll no longer gave a voice. Because the self that was in the chair was united to the nightmare maker.

“It is a burden on me to maintain such an example, so it is convenient to take such a demeanor. And it will fit your perception. ”

“Recognition?”

“What was my image that you used to come here about? I'm the one who's sealing this little doll." Isn't that a cute little girl who's into doll play? ”

The nightmare maker grabbed the sewing doll with both hands and asked. Honestly, I did. Spoken or behaved, the sewing doll felt like an immature child rather than an old necromancer. The decision maker of the nightmare smiles at the shrugging white hymn.

“Well, the appearance doesn't matter. I look like this, but I'm the nightmare maker. The greatest necromancer in mythology. ”

Emotions were not so mixed, but the words were full of ugliness and pride. Such personality was not only the identity of the sewing doll, but also the decision maker of nightmares. Even so, the self that split countless times but eventually breathed into the body belongs to the nightmare maker himself. It's not a completely different personality.

“Do I have to worship? ”

“That's not necessary. I didn't call you here to be worshipped. ”

The decision maker of the nightmare invited Baek Hyun directly to the sanctuary to discuss Pure St. Before that, Baek Hyun looked back at Sarah.

“Would you like to take a look outside for a moment? ”

“Why?"

Sarah frowns at Baek Hyun's words. If it was about Pure St., of course Sarah had to hear it. Pure Saint said the reason for the raid was to meet a friend, and the friend she identified was Sarah. Sarah didn't know why Pure Saint did it, but she was forced to stare at the white man who wanted to exclude herself from the related story.

“My mentor will be stronger than you. ”

He's the one who destroyed your world.

I was like a family to you.

“You've seen those horrible things before. What's there to see? I'll fight anyway. Don't you think?”

There's no way we can be honest about that.

For Sarah, the past is hell. Baek Hyun couldn't even empathize with Sarah's guilt, but it was hard to imagine what Sarah would react to when she told him about Pure St. Desperate, or crazy. Either way, I don't want to see it. I didn't want to pass on that feeling of betrayal and despair to Sarah, who had suffered too much misfortune since she was a child.

Sarah glanced at Baek Hyun without answering. I fight anyway. Of course. But... Sarah shakes her head slowly.

“No, it's okay. That son of a bitch, he pointed me in the right direction and he was a friend. That son of a... knows me. ”

“It might have been bullshit to provoke me. ”

“You know that sounds ridiculous, right? ”

I have nothing to answer for. Baek Hyun scratches his back without saying a word. I'd rather knock him out. It was an instantaneous way of thinking, but it was a reasonable way for Baek Hyun to think. Problem solved. What do you have to say to Sarah after you leave?

“I hate overprotections. ”

Sarah murmurs like that and frowns.

“I don't know what you want to hide, but do you have the confidence to hide it from me for the rest of your life? ”

Nothing.

As long as Pure Saint openly begins to reveal himself, he will one day be forced to know that he is Sarah, even if Baek Hyun doesn't talk.

“If you can't, just tell me the truth. What are you hiding from me? And what you're afraid of. ”

Fear.

Baek Hyun sighed. This is self-rationalization, after all. It's like when you thought you wanted to save the wand. Baek Hyun slowly reached out his hand. He tightens Sarah's shoulders. Sarah flinches her body and looks into the eyes of Whitehorn. Baek Hyun's eyes were more serene than she had ever seen.

“I am.”

Sarah opens her mouth first.

“It's okay for you to hide something from me. Even when it gets to me, it's okay. But if that's what it has to do with me, and when I find out... you'll feel betrayed. ”

“Enough.”

If she stubbornly pushes out, Sarah will leave without asking. But Baek Hyun didn't. I didn't have to listen to what I didn't say until the end.

“I lost. ”

I'm gonna blame you.

Baek Hyun sighed, thinking of what Sarah had not even said. In the end, you'll know when. It won't be a problem if Pure St kills her before it even buzzes... but that's impossible. Pure Saint is locked in the sanctuary. Even if she came out, there was no certainty that she could be executed without giving her a chance to float.

When you hear the truth from the mouth of Pure St., you will be shocked, and now, you will be shocked by the mouth of Baek Hyun. The former will undoubtedly be enormous.

Baek Hyun slowly turned his head and saw the nightmare maker. She was still naked on the couch, staring at Whitehorn and Sarah with strange eyes. The nightmare decision maker who stared at the two for a while raised his hand and pointed to Baek Hyun.

“Personality. ”

“... Yes? ”

The Nightmare Decision Maker sits in a different position. Sitting on the soles of both feet, she smiles at the playful feeling she felt from the sewing doll.

“Your organized, self-centered personality. It creates a personality called you. And yet, you have full madness, and you have endless potential. That's oddly balanced. ”

The finger that was still pointing at Baek Hyun moved to the side. The Nightmare Decider smiles pointing at Sarah.

“You have the kindness to put away. You don't have self-centered empathy, but you still don't love your own. You're a twisted emotional monster. It's an acquired factor, a twisted psychopath, not a psychopath. If you're normal, you'll need calibration... but you're not normal on your own. Rather, you need that perverse, crooked personality. ”

“Why?”

Baek Hyun laughed at his head and asked. The nightmare maker smiled at the question.

“Even if you lose, you'll be the worst god in the world. If you lose your personality, your madness will be uncontrolled and you will run as I please. I think you'll look better than you do now...”

The Nightmare Decider mutters like that and raises his finger. She takes her lifted finger to her lips, as you can see. - Pinch! The bent fingertips are pulled over the ‘mouth’. Then the pulled left face shook and displayed countless traces of ‘death’.

“In the end, what you will regret is the law that has already been lost. You'll regret it when you lose it, you throw it away... you take it away... well, you don't have it anymore. I don't need it when I really have it. ”

It sounded more like a self-speaking gesture than advice.

“Humans are incomplete. Humans are born imperfect, and most of them die dreaming of perfection. We are a defect that does not live long. Inevitably, I'm obsessed with the impossible, so I don't ruin myself. ”

Madness due to incompleteness of existence.

“In order not to suffer from it, we must embrace madness. in a lot of different ways. That's all I can say. If you throw it away, you'll regret it. Looking for what had already been thrown away a long time ago, he could barely find and collect what had been torn apart, and eventually try to imitate what he did not find. ”

Countless selves. The karma you've built to be rapid, the madness you've caused, you're splitting it up, you're throwing it away. In the end, I dragged them together in one place. The decision maker of the nightmare smiled. Her face returned to the girl's.

“Well, your madness serves your purpose and personality, but it doesn't matter. I wonder how horrible you are for being an evil god. I assure you, you will destroy more worlds than any demon king, kill more rapids than anyone else, and complete with absolute evil. The myth is, it's just madness that you want to fight. ”

“That would be pretty good, too. ”

“It doesn't matter if you regret it. But... mostly regret it. Like Pure Saint did. ”

Suddenly that name came out.

The Nightmare Decider lifts the Amos he put by his side. She touches Shanak, who is still sitting in the corner and breathing. Shanak got up without asking back and approached the nightmare maker.

“In person, I go crazy. ”

The nightmare maker mutters and shakes Amos. Oooooo! A magic scroll full of bottoms emits blood.

“But you can't understand without looking. What you will soon face is the cornerstone of the myth of Pure St. It is the source of sin and carnage that I cannot even imagine, and the remnant of the human personality that seems to exist, and it is too late and despicable to regret. ”

Things that couldn't be said with the mouth of a sewing doll. Some selves have vanished just by looking at them. As a "being," I felt ugly about Pure St. 's sin, and as a "black wizard," I felt a crooked fear. And rapidly, I felt disgusted.

“Now.”

Bloody light rises in the enchantment. The Nightmare Decider grabbed Shanak's collar. Chanak's body is buried on the couch by the pulling force. The decision maker of the nightmare smiles with a small hug.

“Don't look crazy. ”

- Kuoooooooong!

The space is turned upside down. Baek Hyun and Sarah fall into the dark. Falling was the same for the nightmare maker and Shanak. The nightmare maker covers Shanak's eyes with his hands and sits down with the couch in a blurred state.

This is not real. Only her magic reproduces what the Dark Decider's ego swallowed up in Malbron. It is the same as the future that Wikipedia saw with Oraclo.

No, it was more real than that. Baek Hyun stopped breathing without even knowing himself. Living a life that was so dense, ominous, and sincerely devoted to the Dragon King. It seems to kill a whole world... yes, it seems like the end. I didn't actually do it. Her striving to kill all the dragons was indeed great, but she did not kill the whole ‘One’ world.

That is why death here is not comparable. It is now the sight that kills the whole world and holds back all its misery. Baek Hyun looked down as he felt the hair of his body fluttering and the appearance of an odorous creep on his skin.

In the dark stands a tree like a white, giant bone. Ghost Water. I've already heard from the decision maker of the nightmare, but the White Moon is a mystery. Even if it's not real, it's just a welcome.

“It's too real...”

Baek Hyun murmured as he felt the tremor of his heart.

I didn't feel real enough to hear it, but I can see for myself. How absurd and ugly it is to be a ghost. A lot of indignation in that giant white cedar tree. One existential death, all of which are curled up like nothing else. There are... too many. The death of the flora and fauna, of the world itself.

The tree was born of such death, and all of it stands as nourishment.

“That's not all. ”

One day, the nightmare maker was by my side. She was still sitting on the couch, covering Chanak's eyes. But it wasn't completely covered. A slight crack in his finger, allowing Shanak to see it.

“It'll help you, too. ”

Just watching. The decision maker of the nightmare mutters and looks at Baek Hyun and Sarah. Baek Hyun looks back at Sarah in astonishment.

Sarah's face was tired of being white. She looked at the ghost water with a stiff face. Am I tired of that terrible indignation? Baek Hyun hugs Sarah more strongly.

“That's not what you need to see. ”

Something truly ugly.

The Nightmare Decider points to the bottom of the Ghost Water with his toes. I've never been overwhelmed by the presence of the Ghost Water.

That, in comparison to the ghost number, was a ‘tree’ that felt completely different from the ghost number, which was not small enough to reach it, but was nevertheless large enough. The luscious branches of the tree were swayed by green flies.

“That's the disgusting regret that Pure St. has. ”

The nightmare maker was troubled.

“Look at the roots. ”

The roots of the trees, which were of different nature, were entangled. No, not to the extent of being entangled.

“Followed...”

“Pure Saint. ”

The decision maker of the nightmare smiled.

“I smoked the faith of the Earth with a tree. And with that faith... purifying the Ghost Water. ”

The laughter disappeared from the voice of the nightmare maker.

“That crazy bitch, she's trying to change the nature of the Ghost Water by grinding the whole world together. ”

Do you understand what that means? The decision maker of the nightmare spits with a mixed voice of contempt.

“He's trying to bring back the world he killed, the world he sacrificed. ”

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