Childhood Friend of the Zenith – 531 (Part 2)



531 (Part 2)

“I couldn’t do such a thing to that child just to confirm this.

‘I might as well consider myself a disaster.’

That would be the better option as I thought about it.

– The world does not make the same mistake twice.

Suddenly the words that Yeon Il-cheon had said to me flashed through my mind.

At the moment the master of this world disappeared the plans I had intended to carry out as the Blood Demon returned in failure.

So I first blocked the potential of the martial artists who were opposing me lowering their power.

In the meantime the world tried to finish its work by sending my mother away but ultimately that too failed.

I was thinking that way.

‘Perhaps.’

Perhaps that was not the case from the beginning.

If the world is moving for one possibility by opening countless paths.

Could it be that what he desires is something different?

If so what could he be hoping for?

‘Does he truly wish for me to become a disaster?’

From what I see now that seems to be the most probable outcome. Regardless of how one wishes for a disaster to occur.

I have now become something other than a human. All the arrows pointing in various directions were converging into one.

The world wishes for me to become a disaster.

At that moment it seemed to be the most fitting narrative.

‘Then what is the Heavenly Demon?’

A contradiction arose.

Then what is the Heavenly Demon?

What was the reason for the Heavenly Demon to return me to the past?

What on earth is she?

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‘How did the world not take away all possibilities?’

According to the information that the Demon King gave to Noya if they lowered the limits of the martial artists.

Why did they only lower it without taking ‘everything’ away?

No matter how much I thought about it it was a mystery.

‘What is he thinking?’

Paths began to emerge abundantly ahead.

Whether it was my will or not.

There were an overwhelming number of paths and they were endless.

Yet for some reason I felt that the end of all those paths was pointing to a single destination.

‘The problem is that the destination is unclear.’

Rotten…

In the end the first thing I had to do to understand this was clear.

‘I need to meet my mother.’

Meeting my mother who is somewhere in the Demon Realm.

I felt that was the only way to understand the truth of what I was experiencing now.

As I was finishing my thoughts in a corrupted manner.

[You are not a disaster.]

“… Yes.”

[You will not be a disaster.]

“Ha ha.”

I let out a dry laugh at the sudden words of the divine Noya.

“Do you really think I’m not a disaster after coming this far?”

I thought Noya probably knew that I was indeed a disaster.

Perhaps he might be regretting meeting someone like me who is a disaster.

‘Ah that doesn’t seem likely.’

Given Noya’s personality I thought that probably wasn’t the case.

But would he not have a mind as complicated as mine?

As I thought that and tried to smile.

[Didn’t I tell you last time?]

Noya said.

[You just need to believe in yourself.]

“…!”

[If by any chance you are indeed a disaster then if you think you are not you are not.]

“That sounds like just turning a blind eye to reality.”

[So what? I said you are not. That’s all that matters.]

It was a surprisingly simple answer.

No matter what others say if I say I’m not then that’s it.

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It was a statement that made me understand how Noya could uphold his beliefs and live.

But could I do that?

[You can.]

The answer was given firmly as if Noya was speaking instead of me.

[You can do it.]

That statement felt particularly heavy.

Was it because the belief was heavy? Or was it because I felt guilt for having seen even a little of Noya’s life?

“How can you be so sure that I can do it?”

[Is there any reason for me to not know? You are that kind of person.]

“…”

Having someone else give me the confidence that I couldn’t muster myself brought forth a mix of emotions.

From the beginning Noya might have known.

The fact that I could be a disaster Noya might have already known.

‘Yet did it not matter to him?’

If I am not then I am not.

He must have judged that I would think I am not.

If that is the case.

“You really are being unfair.”

That was a statement that left no room for other choices.

There is nothing more disgusting than deceiving someone who believes in me.

As I spoke with a hollow laugh Noya bluntly replied.

[If you don’t like it then just be a disaster.]

“… What?”

[If you don’t like it then what can you do? You have to do that.]

Noya casually turned the conversation around as if it were nothing.

There had never been a moment when the conclusion was heavy.

I knew that this was Noya’s consideration.

Knowing that well I probably couldn’t do anything more.

“… For now I will try to do something. But don’t trust me too much.”

[I’m not really trusting you that much anyway so don’t worry. I have no one to trust so why would I trust you?]

This old man…? Even when he speaks he always says it like that.

“Really you should be glad that you’re a ghost….”

[That’s what I should be saying. You brat. If we had met in person you wouldn’t have been able to even talk to me.]

It seemed likely that it would have been that way. But I decided not to care about such facts. So what? We can’t meet now.

Just in case.

‘Even if I am truly a disaster I should just lie back and do nothing.’

I had no intention of being in such a shitty situation.

No it seems I already am but I was confident in not running away from the tasks I was given.

Moreover would I force myself to take on something I dislike?

‘I have a bad temper so if you push me I’ll bite back. Keep that in mind.’

I muttered words that I didn’t know who I was saying them to.

If anyone is listening it was meant to convey the meaning of ‘get lost.’

I felt mentally exhausted.

After thinking so much was my body and mind slowly reaching their limits?

“… I’ve been sleeping less for a few days.”

If this much fatigue was piling up in my body as a martial artist it was a bit severe.

Yeah first I should just sleep regardless of thoughts.

I circulated my qi.

I thought that if I could sleep soundly for about an hour that would be enough so I intended to force myself to sleep.

As I closed my eyes and lost consciousness.

Exactly one hour later when I opened my eyes.

“Ugh! Damn!”

I had to gasp in shock at the sight that greeted me as soon as I opened my eyes.

In the dark room there was someone else besides me.

I thought it might be an assassin and indeed it was.

The one who had come to find me was an assassin.

Moreover he was the most famous assassin from the Central Plains.

“…”

“… What are you doing there?”

I asked unable to refrain from speaking.

How could I not ask?

The assassin in the room was the master of the Black Night Assassin Corps known as the number one assassin in the Central Plains.

The King of Night who is said to be someone who cannot be killed in the Central Plains was kneeling before me.

“… Hmm.”

In response to my question the King of Night tilted his head slightly and said.

“Now it feels comfortable.”

“…?”

It was an incomprehensible statement.