The World of Masks

After hearing Emilia's words, you bury yourself on the couch. The expensive couch wrapped around the stone with its cozy body. The seat is fully extended with its head tilted back.

"And · · · · · · · · · · · · ·."

You raise your hand to stop her from saying anything more.

"Do we need it now?"

"No, that's not it."

"Next time, then."

Jinsuk waved his hand to express his intention of refusal. Emilia closes her mouth. I grabbed the coffee cup in front again and began gracefully.

Jinsuk put his hand on his head. There was too much information in my head today. I got up off the couch and went to the cupboard on the other side of the living room. A refined look of spirits fills the cupboard. Without even looking at the label, I went out onto the terrace with a bottle. You can see the blue Mediterranean from afar. This was exactly what the Mediterranean looked like, floating on a yacht.

You stir your hands to dry Eun-hee who's trying to follow you. I put my butt slightly on the ledge of the terrace.

I opened the lid of the liquor and put it slightly on my mouth. The aroma of the alcohol, which is not even comparable to beer or soju, tingled my nose. I brought it as much as I could, so I don't know what degree it is. I was just guessing that it wasn't weak because of the alcohol coming up. The amber liquid in the bottle was slipped into the throat. An undiluted, poisonous drink pierces your throat. Heat seems to rise from within.

The weather in Nice was still warm even after entering the winter. He looked up at the sky, tidying up all the complicated thoughts. A few lumpy clouds float round the blue sky as a backdrop.

'It's already started anyway.'

Even if you cry and scream because you don't like it, nothing will change if you smile when the world dies.

'It must be difficult.'

It's not like eating a few small companies. It's literally what makes this hard thing his own.

Jinsuk lights a cigarette again. The roaring cigarette smoke represented the feelings of authenticity.

'Well, let's stop worrying. Crying and blowing away the weight of this herd won't go away.'

No, if you do something like that, the disappointed old man might snap your neck right now. If you're going to be killed or fed, you'd better work hard and get out.

'And if I succeed, then it's really my world.'

Put your hands in front of you. The spectacular view of the Mediterranean is at hand. All of this is his own.

You can have that crowded beach all by yourself. Eight idiots and a loaf of bread. You can live next to the beauty of the whole race. The house takes away a famous building, and the house is full of maids. Of course, there is also a lot of sexual service. Famous for its beautiful natural landscapes in the world, it can be controlled and allowed to enter only by itself.

And most important.

Murder!

There's nothing to see. There is no one to sanction. Once the world conquest of autumn is complete, autumn will be no different from natural disasters such as hurricanes, earthquakes, and volcanoes. Neither rebel nor resist nor predict. You should just close your eyes and wait for the prank to end.

Kill on the road, kill on sex, hunt like a sport, but nobody can stop you.

How do we kill it? '

I get happy thoughts in succession. Classically, I'd rather dissect it alive with a knife, or I'll smash it with a machine gun, or I'll just throw a bunch of Humans in the building and detonate. It would be okay to bury him alive. Humans scream and lament, fear and hatred at that time. I was ecstatic just thinking about it.

Gulp! Gulp!

I drank the hard liquor I was holding. I felt like my throat was burning, but I didn't stop. In an instant, the bottle was half empty.

"Puha!"

A pungent aroma of alcohol emanates from your mouth.

It was the same situation as a dream. The process will certainly not be difficult, but the price will be very sweet.

'Okay, let's do it.'

Scared to death. Armed to the teeth. Even if he doesn't accept it, all that remains is to die to the old man. The only thing left to do is run like crazy towards your goal.

I poured the remaining liquor into my mouth. A big hangover has risen. However, the stamina of the truth was not so warm as to be drunk. You continue to enter the terrace and squat down next to Emily.

"Then · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · ·."

He hung his arms on the back of the couch, twisted his legs, and smiled at Jin.

"Shall we begin?"

The mouth of Jinsuk was cruelly distorted.

* * *

I had a dream. There was only white light around. No walls, no earth, no ceilings, nothing but light. I don't know where the light source is. I didn't even blink at the light. I was just floating around in the white air.

I turned my head twice, submitting myself to the pleasant air. The familiar landscape. Yeah, I've seen it before.

'Soon, then.'

It became popular earlier. He looked where it was coming from with anticipation.

She was there, wrapped in holiness.

She looked at him with dark blue eyes, with gorgeous blonde clothes that she would have worn in ancient Rome or Greece. He was fascinated by the overwhelming beauty that seemed to be able to take away every man's gaze.

'Angel.'

I thought that with a gentle sigh. I didn't just think she had a pretty face. Surprisingly, behind her were two white wings, folded somewhat. I can't take my eyes off it. He looks at her foolishly in front of his eyes.

The dark waters of her eyes, like a deep lake, were young. I wanted to shake the breasts of the man I saw and comfort him right away. I unconsciously reached out. I can't touch it. I can't touch it. However, if I did not do so, this crazy heart seemed to burst soon.

Eyes

She starts moving her red lips quietly. The quiet, clear orchestra-like voice that resounded in a quiet space shook his mind once again.

Please open your eyes.

Keep your eyes open. He tilts his head in a daze. If you don't open your eyes, how are you looking at her? I wanted to tell her right away. I'm wide awake. If you have such heartbreaking eyes for it, you have nothing to worry about. But strangely, not a word came out.

Soon, soon, soon he will invade this world.

In a quiet, but pressing voice, she said. It breaks my heart. I wanted to destroy everything that made her so worried. I wanted to yell at you not to worry. But the voice still does not come out.

I'll be waiting.

She looks at him quietly and says.

The day you can face me.

I'm still looking at you! I screamed a whale in my heart. She smiles faintly and disappears. Leave me with just one word.

Please open your eyes and find me as soon as possible.

* * *

Tiddie. Tiddie. Tiddie.

The room is full of annoying electronic noises. I stared at the ceiling with my eyes wide open for a moment. But the sound of that deafening alarm forced him out of bed.

Hiccup!

I grabbed the phone next to him, turned off the alarm and put it on his head.

"I think I was dreaming."

This dirty feeling was a feeling I often get these days. I think I saw something in my dream, but I can't remember. It is a natural phenomenon for humans to forget their dreams, so it must be a common dream. But the dream of the day did not end with curiosity. The aftertaste seemed to have forgotten something important.

Sitting on the bed thinking for a moment, he soon gave up.

'It's a dog's dream anyway.'

If you are not a grandfather who will teach you the lottery winning numbers, all your dreams are just a dream. He came out after opening a visit.

"Did the outbreak occur?"

You hear a greeting with the sound of boiling beagle stew. In front of the sink, Yuan looked at his mother, who was cutting something hard.

"I'm up."

Usually, he would only talk in his mouth with his half-closed eyes, but today I was clear whether it was because of my dirty dream. After sitting at the table, I greeted my dad, who was eating, and went straight to the bathroom to wash right away.

A typical high school morning. Many children skipped the morning and went to school, but in the house of the plague, it was not even a small thing. Whether I slept late in the day or stayed up all night, the house of the plague had to eat breakfast.

Bob, soup, and some side dishes made breakfast, and he left the house in a uniform. A father close to the company leaves later than the outbreak. Damn Korean education. The scaffold grumbled and walked in front of the elevator.

"Huh? You're out now?"

In front of the elevator, there was a man who came first. When you smile at medium hair with light waves, the dimples dig lightly. There was a girl there worth 100 beauty.

Lee Hannah. I met her in elementary school. She was a childhood friend of the plague. Since I had lived next door since I was a child, the relationship between the two was not light. Now that I am a high school student, I do not treat it as wholeheartedly as I was when I was a child, but even so, I came and said hello regularly.

She was beautiful enough to get into first and second place in the whole school, and she was not ashamed of the name of her stepdaughter, an exemplary and well-studied woman. I knew I had received a confession a few times. Now I've heard that everyone refused because I didn't want to make a boyfriend.

"Hey."

The sickness waved lightly. Hannah, who waved her hand greetings, stares at the face of the Plague.

"Haven't you slept? You have spots under your eyes."

"Huh? Is it that obvious?"

Otherwise, I was worried about it from my parents this morning. The plague swept his face with its hands, saying.

"No, I've been having dreams lately, and I'm getting a little tired of it."

"What dream?"

"I don't remember that."

Then the pandemic shrugged.

"Well, that's what dreams are for."

Boom!

The elevator just came up. First, following Hannah entering the elevator, the sewer slowly walked into the elevator.

I said that, but I know it was a dream, but there was still something wrong with the dream on the side of the brain. But dreams anyway. I tried hard to get rid of the awkwardness and pressed the close button on the elevator. However, his face was not very bright until the door closed.

Please find me.

The desperate voice she cried out for was unfortunately not reached today.

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That's the end of chapter one!

It's been a long time! It's been a little over two years.

Thank you for reading so far, and we look forward to your continued support.

The softening cycle will be as hard as possible. (.;;)

There's more to it than that. If this novel is normal (?) If it were a novel, this would be the main character · ·.

Well, it's a novel that psycho Jin-seok kills people. (^. ^;;;)