Childhood Friend of the Zenith – 531 (Part 1)



531 (Part 1)

**Chapter 532 – The Curse of Blood and Rage.**

The Blood Demon is a disaster.

He possessed the power to manipulate the bound spirits at will.

Even if one infused energy to bind the spirits it meant nothing in front of the Blood Demon.

If the Blood Demon had such power it was not particularly strange to think so.

Because he is a disaster.

As a being beyond human it wouldn’t be too surprising for him to have such strength.

The problem was that I could do the same thing.

I possessed power akin to a disaster. Just this fact alone made me ponder many things.

“Ha….”

A sigh escaped involuntarily.

“The Blood Demon was the same.”

[… Yes.]

Just as I used Gyeojeong and Neua the Blood Demon had done the same.

Then.

“Why are you telling me this now?”

[…]

“It seems like you already knew this information…. Am I wrong?”

[… That is also correct.]

If Shin Noya had seen Gyeojeong transform into this form he should have been able to tell me earlier.

Noya was now sharing this information with me.

So what could the reason be?

Especially since he interrupted just as Namgung Myung was about to speak. Why was he telling me separately like this?

[That is….]

“Did you not trust me?”

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[…!]

“So you didn’t tell me because of that?”

I swallowed my surprise at the dull voice that came out.

If Noya hadn’t spoken I thought that could only be the reason.

Because he didn’t trust me.

I didn’t think it was because there would be a problem if I truly were a disaster.

It was solely because.

“Are you afraid I won’t be able to overcome it?”

[…]

Hearing that I thought Noya’s silence was due to the fear that I might be overwhelmed by the information.

[… You little brat….]

“I understand your intention Noya.”

I wondered why that foul-tempered old man was being so considerate but damn it that only made it harder for me.

“I won’t crumble from something like this.”

I had already been thinking about the sea for a long time.

Regardless of how sensitively I took it and how much it annoyed me it meant I wouldn’t crumble from something so trivial.

I had come too far to break down over this.

There was too much to protect and the road ahead was still long.

I couldn’t possibly crumble here.

“… Even if I am indeed a disaster I have no intention of crumbling here.”

Even if my body had changed and I could do what the Blood Demon did.

Even if I truly were a disaster as that bastard Yeonga said.

“… I won’t crumble.”

It was not just a statement to Noya; it was also a mantra to myself.

I couldn’t crumble here.

I had no intention of stopping.

Thus I thought Noya’s concern while appreciated was ultimately meaningless.

It would be better to hear it.

Hearing it would allow me to respond.

[… The reason I didn’t tell you was not because I didn’t trust you.]

With that Noya began to explain late.

[How could I talk about such matters to someone who was busy dealing with a pile of issues and managing their body and energy?]

Hearing the reason made sense.

Still if it was related to the Blood Demon he should have told me. The explanation he was giving now seemed like an excuse to me.

“Then what is the reason you’re telling me now?”

[… I was going to tell you a bit later but that damned fool brought it up without any awareness so I had no choice.]

He said he had no choice because Namgung Myung suddenly mentioned the Blood Demon.

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Noya was saying that.

“Whatever it is you’re saying there’s a connection in your view as well right?”

[…]

Noya did not deny this.

If I could see it Noya would see it even more clearly.

How could he deny it?

‘Is it a problem caused by absorbing blood energy?’

I initially thought so but now I was considering that it might not be the case.

At the time when I was about to break from consuming too much energy.

I thought the changes occurred because I fought against the blood energy in my body and absorbed it.

But for that to be true.

‘My father’s words are troubling me.’

I recalled my father who thought of my mother when he saw my changed appearance.

‘… If my mother was like that too.’

At a time when I couldn’t properly define my own body.

If my mother also had a similar appearance to mine.

Then my current form might be seen as a change caused by my mother’s bloodline rather than a reconstruction of the vessel and the absorption of the Blood Demon’s blood energy.

‘Since my mother was also called a disaster.’

Then what about Guryunhwa?

‘Could that child also become like this?’

I thought of my younger sister who was rolling around in the volcano.

Could Guryunhwa also take on such a form?

I hoped not and I also thought it wouldn’t be the case.

This appearance was ultimately a problem caused by consuming too much in this life.

Unless I accumulated a considerable amount of energy my vessel wouldn’t break.

This was a problem caused by this insane body consuming various energies. However there was one question.

‘I thought I could consume various energies because of the power of Mado Cheonheopgong.’

Lately I had been wondering if that wasn’t the case from the beginning.

I had naturally thought it was the power of Mado Cheonheopgong. How could I think of anything else?

But.

What if my body was originally capable of that?

I began to think that I might have been mistaken from the start.

‘… I never thought about consuming different energies in my previous life.’

What kind of madman would think of trying to contain different energies?

Unless one was contemplating suicide it was not something one would do.

Different energy systems would not recognize each other and would clash if they entered the same body causing it to explode.

It meant dying from the backlash of the energy.

That was why Demonic Arts were said to possess tremendous power.

Any energy system could coexist within the body.

The authority granted by the Heavenly Demon was also great and the value of the power known as demonic qi was astonishing.

That was why those who were obsessed with power would directly join the Demonic Cult.

‘If this isn’t the power of authority.’

What if my ability to contain various energies wasn’t due to the power of Demonic Arts but rather my body was inherently like that?

‘…’

If it was possible because I was my mother’s child rather than due to authority….

‘Guryunhwa might also be possible.’

That child might also be able to do it.

If that were true it would be a truly frustrating situation.

If that were the case it felt as if all the processes were telling me something.

‘I should have been a disaster from the beginning. That’s the feeling I get.’

There were many ways to confirm this.

I could go to Guryunhwa and check if she could maintain different energies simultaneously within her body.

That would be the quickest way but.

‘How would I even do that?’

If that didn’t work Guryunhwa’s body could explode.