The World of Masks

"Why don't you just live here for a few millennia and move into my world?"

He grunts and says, "Mmm-hmm," like it's a good idea. However, there was no word for Jinsuk.

"In the Middle Ages, women were ugly, and living in a place that was nowhere near as beautiful as civilization?"

I've definitely enjoyed the game a lot, but the story changes if I tell you to live there. Normal people sigh shallowly when they see places where nature is still alive in media such as TV. In conclusion, there is no choice. Except for a few, those who enjoy the selfishness of contemporary texts and are fully adapted to their comfort cannot live in such an uncomfortable place unless they go on an extremely short vacation. Just living a little bit away from civilization, but living completely medieval? He almost died of discomfort.

"Thousands of years of time, anyway. Don't you think you should just sprinkle science and ideas on my world and enjoy it? If women's beauty is maintained steadily and their nutrition is improved, they won't be as bad as this world."

This is plausible. It was crazy annoying, but quite realistic. As he became interested in talking, the elderly quickly went into further persuasion.

"You can rule like a god in my world. I'll shove it right up your ass."

There is no guarantee that the will of the world itself will be pushed.

"Not bad if you think so. But if I go into that world, I'm sure I'll leave a mess in my personality, but is that okay with you?"

The old man smiles bloody.

"It doesn't matter. Honestly, it's okay if you exterminate every living thing in my world. We'll just have to remake it anyway. That's why I'm here, so long as you don't do something that could directly destroy the world."

"It exists only to preserve the world. What's the fun in living a life like that?"

I did not understand the behavior of the elderly as a true believer who lives only for his own pleasure. However, the old man expressions that he can hear everything.

"That's why I was born. That's why I exist."

"I don't understand."

"You don't have to understand. To put it that way, I don't understand humans. There's no reason to be born, no purpose, just to live with it. It doesn't have a grand mission or a clear will. How can you live such a meaningless life?"

"Some people have a purpose or purpose."

"But how many of them are there? Besides, people like that, other people just live because they don't want to die without their own existence. Don't you think that's a waste?"

"You're free to set your own course of life, aren't you?"

"Freedom? Not wandering around in the name of freedom? It looks that way to me."

The old man shrugs.

"Look at this. I've already begun to disagree. The reason, purpose, and method of each other are all different. Even if we understand each other, empathy is impossible, so let's just say it is. Don't you think it's important to respect each other's way of life?"

Jinseok nods. When I talked about it further, it seemed like we only saw differences in our positions. Since there was no harm to each other anyway, it was right to end it now.

"Good. Let's end it. So back to basics, there's only one way to move into your world?"

"I told you before. It's as simple as taking the power of Ueron who fled to this world."

"Didn't I tell you? Fighting God is not enough."

I didn't want to have any more enemies on the board who might have to do something ridiculous called conquest of the earth. However, the old man smiled strangely. I felt ominous. This feeling is also not wrong. Eventually, I asked the question.

"There's something."

"I knew you'd notice."

The old man's voice fills with joy. But it was just a bad sound for him.

"Now what?"

"Unfortunately for you, you have no choice but to fight the gods."

I wrinkled my forehead and narrowed my eyes.

"Please explain."

"I thought the gods fled this world. They must be picking up wounded bodies right now. But that'll be over soon. It's time to resurrect."

"Is fighting with the gods inevitable?"

"They can't just let me do what I do."

It was easy to guess that he would definitely run upside down.

"Then it's impossible. These are the ones who escaped alive, even though you ambushed them with all your might. There's nothing I can do."

It would be more practical to ask an egg to hit a rock. I was quite genuinely angry at this. I was not interested enough to say that Jinseok was a newcomer, such as the middle two bottles.

"Did I not know that and ask you?"

"You mean there's a way."

"The power of the gods is severely weakened, for starters. This is not the original world, and the original world is completely controlled by me, so I can't use my powers properly. And the total amount of power he had was reduced tremendously because he was hit by me. I'm recovering, but I can't find my strength during peak periods. Of course, even if you were weak here, every single one of the gods could crush you to death with one finger."

"That's scary. I'm too scared to conquer Earth."

"Here, here. Don't be so mean."

The old man laughs and frowns.

"The gods can't even use that diminished power. God who has lost his world cannot use his power in any other world. So they're gonna have to do it another way."

"Another way?"

"They'll put up their proxy."

"Deputy."

"Bringing the right people into the world, connecting them, empowering them. It's easy to understand a priest who communicates directly with God."

If you cannot use your power properly because it is a different world, you can use those who live in that world.

"There will come those who wield transcendent abilities. I mean, literally, superpowers."

"Following the conquest of God, the world, and the Earth, you are now a superpower."

Nothing surprising. The power to wield the truth is already supernatural enough. I was just sick of the fancy word for "up."

"So what's amazing is the end of those 12 superpowers?"

"It's not twelve."

The old man denied the word of truth with a solemn voice. Jinsuk tilted his head.

"Surely there were twelve gods? Then there are only 12 superpowers."

"Yes. There are only twelve gods. But when they fled, they were called fragments, or powers, they fled from the gods and fell off the face of the Earth. Thanks to you, the power of the gods has decreased even more. Perhaps most of it was absorbed by humans. Now, the gods are silent because they are devoted to restoring like rats, but if the gods start to act, they will also be activated together."

"Then I don't know the exact number of superpowers."

"That's right."

I frowned as if I didn't like Jinsuk. It's an incredibly difficult conquest of Earth, but the obstacles are only increasing.

"Fortunately, the total amount of power remains unchanged. The number of superpowers increases, but the individual's strength weakens. Maybe it's a good idea to have more people with superpowers. They only get a fraction of the power. What really matters is that the 12 gods hand-picked them."

"Can the gods reclaim their power?" "

If you regain the power that has been scattered and gain great power again, you will be in trouble. Fortunately, the old man said something happy this time.

"Impossible. I can no longer see the power aligned with the humans of this world. If a superpower with that power dies, it will transfer to another human, but it will be impossible for the gods to reclaim it."

"That's a relief."

It was a really insanely thankful speech, as if a beam of light was shining through the obstacles that lit up the way ahead. Of course, the reaction of the truth was not more than sarcasm.