The World of Masks

Natia also knew the idea of the plague. I thought I'd give you a little warning. The horse hovering inside tried to protrude out of my mouth a few times.

“Yes? Do you have something to say? ”

When I saw Natia hesitating in front of my eyes, I asked her why. But after a brief silence, Natia shakes her head.

[No, it's nothing.]

“Is that so?"

The pandemic went on and on. He scratches his head for annoyance and prepares to leave, and Natia looks at him with sad eyes.

After crossing the marquee and completely twisting with Charles and Ueron, the pandemic was only crooked. In front of Ueron, her bold remarks about dealing with the truth were utterly shattered. Rather, the prevalence was deteriorating with progressive disease.

Of course, Natia hasn't done anything. I tried to calm down and get angry. The sickness did not ignore Natia's words. I tried my best to listen. But because of the only thought she had in mind of the plague, everything went back to bullying.

Contractor of the great natia.

His greatest pride in holding Jell-O firmly deep in the heart of the Temple. And the worst curse that ever bound him.

{It's because of me.}

The love and awe of Natia is so great that I think of her as a special distraction just by holding her. I vowed to lead the Monolith right, but ironically, Natia has become a strange situation in which she herself has become a trap.

After realizing that, Natia gave up on stopping the pandemic. Seeing the monument sinking deeper and deeper into her love for herself, she made only one decision.

{Even if you fall into the mud, roll around in the mud, or fall into the darkness you can't see for an hour, I'll be with you.}

That's Natia's decision. Minimum Atonement and Responsibility. At least I won't let the Ring fall alone, I swear.

* * *

Within AMSS headquarters, the pandemic was familiar with the route. It's been in and out of my house for years. Familiarize yourself with the elevator and press the top floor button. He folds his arms and leans against the elevator wall.

Since that day, the Foreign exchange has hated coming to this headquarters. It reminds me of the old days when I used to smile and talk with Charles. I remember walking through the lobby with Hannah, my lover, or blending in with other superpowers.

at a time when unimaginable things were possible.

Those memories that come to mind when you walk around this place weighed on the stress of the pandemic.

You will be informed that you have arrived at the desired floor. The diversion woke up and left the elevator for its destination, the Presidential Suite.

“Welcome. ”

Fifty years old, a man who was covered in baldness fell into a trance. He was the newly appointed AMSS President.

Neil Bryan, president of the U.K. elected after China.

He was a faithful man who took the key of AMSS and tried to lead it by assuming the position of General of AMSS, also known as the Holy Grail, which was already poisoned. However, the dark circles beneath the snow had already descended as if they were completely overwhelmed by the weight of the place.

The pandemic bowed slightly and gave a basic example. And I looked inside the Presidential Suite.

There were several people sitting on the guest couch. A new face. The rest were all familiar faces. However, those familiar faces were not at all welcome for the plague.

There are a total of three people seated.

The first thing that caught my eye was the first person I saw. She crouches and wriggles around. It seemed tense to strangers and characters. He must be the 'one with God' who was found new this time.

Next to him sits a person who has seen your face for a long time. Alongo, the second awakened veteran after Charles Lemington, has been through a lot of missions and havoc within the AMSS. However, as Kim Jin-seok, I have no place to bother from the pandemic. It seemed to be the same idea as the Arongo Plague. I looked to see who had come in, but as soon as I checked the mystery, I didn't look back and pretend to know. It happens all the time. I didn't care about the epidemic.

There was a woman sitting across from them. He looked like an unmanned person who twisted his legs and trimmed his nails. And the yarn was no different in nature. A slut who can't even be compared to Natia, even if she's the same woman. Being treated like one of those women was depressing as a distraction.

“Looks like you're all here. ”

Neil smiles brightly and says: However, the reaction was cold. All four had small reactions. The woman wipes her fingernails as if she couldn't even hear Neil's words.

Neil's temples collapse. As a worn politician, he was proud to have done all sorts of experiences, but his position as general of the AMSS was a daily multireflection that he could not even imagine. In a bad way, too.

Many events assured his headaches and stomach aches, such as the influence of the invitational chancellor to remain rich, and confusing international politics, but also the biggest problem was the 'God-bearers'. It was an irreplaceable core of current AMSS, and it was extremely difficult to control them. It was even difficult to impose a penalty unless you were committing a truly fatal miss.

Not all of them, of course. No, in proportion, there are many who do not. However, it was the fact that the 'God-bearers' belonging to the current gun wave were the bombs.

Neil clears his throat to regain the mood.

“Hmmm, I've called you here to introduce you to the 'one who has God' found this time. ”

The Chancellor stares at the new recruit who's not sure what to do with the awkward atmosphere. The appearance of her gazelle-like gaze rolling around in dark, sun-kissed skin gave her a sense of relaxation.

The pandemic sat roughly down. It was just a short distance from the others.

The atmosphere is getting heavier. We can't talk about it even if our mouths are torn. The newly discovered 'God Holder', she seemed like she would be overwhelmed by this heavy atmosphere. Her complexion became parched.

I heard a voice saving her like that.

[Isn't this the place to introduce her to others? If you hold the weight like that, this child will suffer.]

“Yes. A little brighter. ”

I feel like a kindergarten babysitter who soothes children. Neil struggled to fulfill his role, even though he was overwhelmed with self-awareness.

[That's Berted. It's been a while.]

[It's Einz.]

Einz responded first. Verted's voice was like a cozy and loving sister compared to Einstein's voice, which was squeaky like a young lady.

[Hey, talk to me, too. I'm not your benefactor.]

Einz nagged his contractor who was sitting like a wooden stone with his arms crossed. Arongo narrows his eyes and looks at the rookie. The slow movements seemed like the turtles were moving.

Twitch!

Exposed to Arongo's gaze, the new recruit shrugged even more. Even if I was thrown into a strange environment, it was definitely an over-response.

[Your contractor, very shy.]

[I have no choice. because he was a child who was never treated.]

I feel sorry for Berted's voice.

“Do you want me to introduce you first? ”

Neil looks at the new guy and says, I took a look at the people around me for the new recruit. I remembered the scared rabbit who was wary of the surroundings.

“Ph, this is Priya Sharma. ”

[It's Berted. Take care of him.]

Unlike Berted's distinctive introduction, Priya's voice was as if an ant was crawling. Of course, none of the people here had difficulty hearing the voice except Neil.

After just saying the name, Priya claps her mouth shut again. I felt embarrassed on Neil's face.

“Priya is from India. And Berted is the goddess of agriculture and abundance. Please lead her well as a senior. ”

In the end, Neil fires a support shot next to him.

The Monolith gazes quietly at Priya. It was a cute image overall. I think I'm in my early 20s. But as a foreigner, I might not be quite as different from what I saw.

I was short. With her shyness and her eyes wide open, she looks like a small animal frightened of carnivores.

[I'm Einz. Goddess of life and sea.]

Einz made himself real. Priya's eyes widen. I literally gazed at Einz, who was the voice of the goddess. It was like I had never seen God before.

[You're overreacting. Berted, you still haven't materialized?]

[Yeah, I guess I'm late for my Awakening.]

I guess Priya really never saw God before.

[Come on, you'll always be so clumsy! You should introduce yourself!]

“Arongoda.”

That's it?]

Arongo stares at Einz with a look at what's added here. At any given moment, Einz put his head in the appearance of this helpless contractor.

[As you can see, he's very clumsy. Please understand. You won't be offended by the way you look.]

It was like a sister defending a spoiled child. Arongo's eyebrows twitched to see if he didn't like the way they looked at him. But I didn't do anything wrong.

After saying goodbye to Einz, Neil introduced himself to someone else.

“This is Amy Brad. ”

Neil gives her the eye. Obviously, he asked me to introduce myself. But the woman called Amy didn't even look back.

She was a very glamorous woman with long blonde hair. The dark-painted makeup on her face made her look even more lively. It was not her who reacted, but the god within her.

[It's called Griewood. The God of the Earth.]

[It was Griewood. Nice to meet you.]

[Yeah, good to see you, too.]

But Griewood's voice is not so good. Berted wonders. Her relationship with the Griswood is not bad. At least we're not in a position to make voices that don't sound like this. Is there something going on? It was time she tried to tell me why.

“You know what?”

For the first time ever, Amy, a free manicure, has spoken out.

“Can I go now? ”

I looked straight at Neil and looked at her with the eyes that the power in the room was ridiculous.

“Amy, now is the time · · · · · · to say hello to a new colleague. ”

“You said goodbye, right? ”

Amy turns to Priya. Priya frowns at Amy's unfavourable gaze, no matter how deceptive she is.

“I don't want to waste any more time. ”

[Hey, Amy! I told you not to talk like that!]

Griewood is angry with Amy. But Amy was still a free woman. Without listening to anyone's answer, I got up and walked toward the door.

[Hey, are you listening?]

“Shut the fuck up, old man! ”

[What! I told you to stop saying that!]

Bang!

The door to the Presidential Hall is securely closed. But there was still a loud voice coming from behind the door.

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