Chapter 234: Name (2)

Kim Woojin’s occupation was a designer. Due to his lack of talent, he couldn’t be a painter like Van Gogh or Millet, but instead, he painted characters and backgrounds onto a game world.

[Independent Quest: Game Designer Kim Woojin]

◆ Goal: Exploration

◆ Reward: ???

Even now, in this world, the characters I had modeled lived and moved, and their continent was the backgrounds and landscapes I painted with my own hands.

“…Unconscious manifestations.”

If so, was the current phenomenon a result of the unconsciousness of the ego named Kim Woojin? I was contemplating while I looked at the gold ore. My thoughts had grown a bit complicated because of this item that the adventurer had taken.

“…Wow. What is all this?”

Epherene exclaimed with a hoarse voice. Maho and Drent nodded blankly next to her as I explained.

“It’s the magic circle of the mental test. It was originally 300 pages, but when unfolded, it looks like this.”

A huge magic circle filled the mansion’s library with an entire four series, ductility, and manipulation as the main sequences and harmony and illusion as sub-sequences. If this magic circle was activated with the Magical EEG detector applied with Midas’ Hand, the test that the adventurers longed for would be realized.

“I see~! So impressive~. What are you going to do now? I want to try this test too~.”

Maho smiled while Epherene squatted to stare at the magic circle.

“…”

But I looked up at the night sky without saying a word and thought as I gazed at the stars. Kim Woojin. Not a person from this world, but someone from somewhere beyond that distant and dark heaven. He was the biggest part of Me, so this quest proved Kim Woojin’s existence and that of the outside beyond this world.

Then, if I cleared this independent quest, would I know the secret? Could I figure out why I was here? However, was it right for Deculein to solve Kim Woojin’s quest?

“…Professor. But what will you do about Sylvia?”

Then Epherene caught my attention. I looked back at her, my disciple with a still severe cold. That hazy and stupid expression broke my thoughts.

I smiled a little.

“…Why, why are you smiling?”

I was Kim Woojin, and I was Deculein. I wouldn’t get caught up in either side, and I wouldn’t agonize over it. Besides, contemplation wasn’t a virtue of nobility. Wasting time on slow thinking was the height of intellectual vanity. True nobility was a class with confidence in themselves.

Therefore, I was convinced that I was the chosen person. I was sure I was distinct from other scumbags. I was sure that I was in a position to be respected by the citizens and had responsibilities commensurate with it. Even if it was a result of this personality, that certainty never disappeared. It was a belief only in myself.

“Nothing.”