Main Character Hides His Strength

 

“My life is short.”

 

Blurred spaces like stained glass, said Eckhart at the center.

 

“just like the last flame on the floor.”

 

Eckhart turned around.

 

Kim Sungchul was quite surprised to see his face.

 

It was a very ordinary face.

 

Walking in the streets, the ordinary man’s face, which is often encountered, was the face of Eckhart.

 

“Everyone wants to be a god. But if we know what God’s responsibilities are and what God has to endure, no one will do it. ”

 

There was an old desk in front of Eckhart.

 

On old wooden desks that were old, worn, and stained, there were papers of various shapes, letters, and formulas that were difficult to decipher.

 

Eckhart began to walk around his desk.

 

But Kim Sungchul did not find a break in himself. Eckhart’s words still follow.

 

Eckhart opened his mouth again after a tedious slow beat.

 

“The gods who speak so-called to be gods are not the gods of true meaning, they are no different from the tyrants who borrow their names.”

 

Eckhart created a man in the air with blurry eyes.

 

A man with a double dagger and a stately hero. Chil’s Hero’s head Deathport.

 

Eckhart said, looking at the death port.

 

“He wanted to be a god. But he didn’t even know what God was. ”

 

Six black silhouettes appeared behind the death port. Kim Sungchul I found out that they were members of the Seven Heroes who had a will with Deathport.

 

Eckhart stood in front of seven heroes.

 

He stared at the heroes of the past with grieved eyes for a while and turned around and looked at Kim Sung Chul.

 

The landscape changed at the moment.

 

The calm milky background has been changed into a violent flow of swirling blue.

 

Something was about to happen.

 

At the center Eckhart spoke with strength.

 

“The true god of this world is already dead.”

 

Probably a shocking statement.

 

Unless Kim had previously heard the truth of the world.

 

But Kim Sungchul knows the truth.

 

There was almost no shock.

 

Rather, he was able to observe Eckhart with a lot of spare time.

 

There is something wrong with Eckhart now.

 

I can’t say exactly what it is, but Kim Sungchul could feel a strange discomfort from the man in front of his eyes.

 

What do you think, like a person.

 

Eckhart continued to speak in the cold eye of Kim Sung-chul.

 

“But the world he created is still alive. But the world without God is destined to eventually wither and die. Orderly, honestly not god. The author came up with a way to support this collapsing world. That is, God has appointed an administrator to manage this imperfect world on behalf of God. ”

 

“…. It’s a story I already know. ”

 

But Eckhart did not respond to Kim’s words.

 

“…. At first the immortals assumed the role of administrator. Were true immortals designed and anticipated by the true God. ”

 

Eckhart told his story despite Kim’s remarks.

 

This was confirmed.

 

Kim Sungchul thought into.

 

The fact that a man in front of his eyes is nothing but a fragment of memory left behind by a being who can no longer think or think.

 

Eckhart continued to tell the truth of the world, staring with bitter eyes whether he knew Kim’s thoughts. But that’s just a variation of what Kim knows.

 

Boring stories continued.

 

“Deathport thought that the manager was a god. Half is right. Because the manager is doing what God did. But whether mortal or immortal, non-God can’t replace God. At first you may be able to rejoice and rejoice, but soon you will become nothing. ”

 

Deathport disappeared.

 

The place where he disappeared revealed a beautiful landscape of nature like a landscape painting.

 

Eckhart looked at the landscape and spoke.

 

“Imagine. To hear the sounds of all living things at once. Some sing love and some sing life. But think of the dying things screaming, screaming, or inadvertently spouting things, that are heard indiscriminately and indiscriminately. ”

 

Deep sighs flowed out of Eckhart’s mouth.

 

“The spirit of man is not infinite; he cannot afford to be infinite. Therefore, those who are not gods slowly die out of God’s place and eventually leave nothing behind. ”

 

Eckhart’s eyes had vain light.

 

Kim Sungchul, who listened to Eckhart’s story, concentrated and listened to him.

 

Eckhart was now talking about his situation.

 

“Like me. That’s the manager’s fate. A consumable that wanders in infinity and eventually disappears. That is our destiny. ”

 

Kim Sung-cheol’s beautiful eyes have deep wrinkles.

 

Eckhart disappeared.

 

He may not even know who he is or what.

 

‘Will there be no way to save Bertelgia?’

 

I wanted to ask you if you were alive.

 

But the truth is harsh.

 

In silence, Eckhart continued to speak.

 

“What you’re seeing is what the country has left behind. You can think of it as an auto doll. It may look alive! That’s because I’m a very good alchemist with a delicate skill. Well, it looks like this, but I’ve made it possible for simple communication. ”

 

The landscape suddenly changed.

 

The storm-like scenery turned into a bright, all-coloured stage.

 

And books appeared in the air.

 

Bertelgia the same shape as Bertelgia.

 

They fluttered in a circle as if they were dancing around Eckhart, creating a loud atmosphere.

 

A humorous expression came to her Ekhart’s face.

 

Something was about to happen.

 

Eckhart smiled and said.

 

“At this point, I will give you a chance to ask a few questions about Ekhardt, the manager who has replaced this god, the so-called catastrophe.”

 

After the end of Eckhart’s words, a character appeared in Kim’s eyes.

 

[1. Who are you? ]

 

[2. How did you become an administrator? ]

 

[3. What did you do as an administrator? ]

 

[4. What are your goals as an administrator? ]

 

[5. Eckhart’s Secret Hobby]

 

Kim Seong-chul’s eyes came to mind.

 

The atmosphere resembles somewhere.

 

The light and pleasant atmosphere that I felt throughout the quest left by Eckhart from the Summon Palace was now being reproduced in another form.

 

Perhaps this is the hallmark of Eckhart.

 

Kim Sungchul I thought so and looked around the options.

 

There are five options, but one is toxic.

 

Kim Sungchul Unknowingly, he found himself choosing 5 times.

 

The finger pressed five times.

 

However, it is not selected.

 

Kim Sungchul Once again pressed five choices, Eckhart’s secret hobby.

 

At the moment I thought something strange, a warning came to my mind.

 

[Oops! You are an urgent friend. It’s bad to know his secret hobby without knowing who Eckhart is! ]

 

Kim Sung-chul’s face was hard.

 

‘This friend… . I was like this. ‘

 

Another letter appeared.

 

[Please carefully read the remaining four options! Then you will be able to identify Eckhart’s secret and horrible reality! ]

 

The laughter broke out in Kim’s mouth.

 

This mischief, moderate frivolity.

 

This may be the daily routine of Eckhart’s man.

 

But the world, this wrong world, has left him.

 

The path of the god that I did not want.

 

Kim Sungchul Suddenly I wanted to know what kind of man Ekhart was.

 

Although his personality, taste, and disposition were completely different, he was secretly feeling that there was a strange homogeneity between Kim Sungchul himself and Eckhart.

 

As a man who climbed the stairs of the same god.

 

And alone as a man who committed to save the world.

 

Kim Sungchul I chose the first option with a calm face.

 

The landscape changed again.

 

The scene of a small town with a pot of snow, like a fairy tale village under a sheer mountain with a snow cap that looked like a white hat, appeared in front of you.

 

A light breeze blew from behind his back and gave the smell of fresh, spicy green leaves to Kim’s nose.

 

Eckhart’s figure disappeared and a shining character appeared in front of Kim Seong-chul’s eyes.

 

[This is my home town of Cordia. The beginning of everything begins with a group of troops in front of the village. ]

 

Nearly 300 people appeared in front of the village. Warrior, wizard, archer, servant, bard. It was a colorful sight indeed.

 

Their destination is the devil of the far north.

 

Heroes from around the world gathered to defeat their first plague, the Devil King.

 

A boy scrambled and joined the group after a wild day.

 

[A young alchemist who was overworked under the alchemist’s abuse, sneak up on them and joined the ranks of heroes. That’s me Eckhart. ]

 

300 heroes were consumed one after another in the battle against the demons, and only eight survived.

 

One boy and seven heroes.

 

But the seven heroes were far from the boy.

 

[Legend of Chil-woong started like that. I sincerely admired them. None of the seven heroes didn’t like me. ]

 

One in seven women was highlighted.

 

Echo Witch Doctor Vestiareda.

 

Eshart’s extended bastiare was more beautiful and noble than the actual bastiare.

 

[Among them was a woman whom I longed for throughout my life. Oh, Beththiare. My Vestiare. But she never looked back at me. ]

 

Deathport appeared next to Vetiare. The two took their hands and walked into the majestic castle. The boy, who watched the figure, shook his head with his shoulders down, and the boy grew and became an adult.

 

Somewhere behind him was a shadow of a woman who looked like Vestiare and the girl who held her hand, but Eckhart made no mention of them.

 

Meanwhile, behind Eckhart, giant monsters appeared in the form of black shadows and began to multiply.

 

The world was covered with monsters.

 

[In the meantime, disasters have given man increasingly difficult tasks to solve. Seventh Hero’s leader Deathport felt the limitations of mortals and decided to choose an extreme method. ]

 

The landscape changed again.

 

Stairs that extend endlessly into the sky.

 

A stairway to a true god.

 

Deathport appeared.

 

He vigorously walked up the stairs, but came down himself before taking some steps.

 

He sat sadly on the floor.

 

Bethtiare approached him and healed his sorrow. Eckhart suddenly climbed the stairs as he watched. Satortos kept him strong, but Eckhart did not listen.

 

Eckhart began to climb the stairs of the gods while other seven heroes laughed at him.

 

Every time he climbed the stairs, Eckhart expressed tremendous pain in gestures and actions.

 

The vanity of deprivation of the whole mind, the despair of desperation, the suffering of repeated shameful memories of the past, or the boredom of wanting to fall asleep immediately endlessly tormented him.

 

Kim Sungchul, who was well aware of the pain, revived the pain of his time and saw the Eckhart man reaching the end of the stairs.

 

Eckhart stood at the end of the Gearco staircase and faced the god and the chaos god guarded by him.

 

[In the end, I gained strength. Unexpected power. ]

 

Eckhart’s voice changed.

 

His voice was ruinous and full of anger.

 

Empowered, he resolved all the disasters surrounding him at once.

 

He looked down at Chil-Hoong, who is now smaller than himself. Deathport slept and bowed, and Chilchi, who laughed at him, could no longer laugh at him.

 

The position has changed. But there was something that did not change. Wastiare’s gaze. She stared at only one-sided Deathport.

 

Eckhart suddenly stopped.

 

Suddenly Kim Sungchul received an ominous foreboding.

 

Because of Ekhart, who stopped like a statue, he felt an obvious murder.

 

Eckhart’s neck moved like a carved doll and looked at Vestiare.

 

[Why don’t you look at me? I got this strong power! Deathport has a strong power to catch you like a fly! ]

 

Even in his scream, Vestyare stared at Deathport. Soon Deathport disappeared, and Vestiare remained alone.

 

Eckhart appeared in front of her and said something. But Bestiare did not look at him.

 

Eckhart gained strength and once again shook his head. In sighs and sighs, Bestiare became like a statue.

 

Eckhart’s sad monologues have been heard.

 

[Why did you become this? ]

 

Everything is gone and darkness has come.

 

A choking silence settled around.

 

Ekhard, or Ekhard, standing in the center of something in the form of a bizarre twist began.