Damned 13th Regression – 301



<Regression number 13 is damn right, episode 301>

Squeak-

Dimension God buried himself deep into the seat.

“You know right? “You have no talent.”

“….”

“No matter how high the limit you can handle is ‘EX’. “Ascension” has crossed a line. Look over there.”

When the dimension god pointed to the screen the screen with Joo Gong-hyeok running around in the past stretched horizontally.

The horizontally stretched screen rotated hundreds of times around the movie theater displaying all scenes from the 1st to the 14th episodes like a panorama.

He saw himself ascending to heaven with the Spear of Longinus inserted into the last chest of the panorama.

<Kwaaaaaaaaa!!>

Himself at the present time blowing away Azazel and falling to his knees spouting white blood.

And the scene that follows is ‘a pure white page’.

“Did you see it? “That’s your future.”

Dimension God pointed his finger at the pure white paper.

The blank pages continued endlessly and although he knew something was going on Joo Gong-hyeok could not recognize it.

“You observe the future but you can’t understand it right? “That’s why you’re tied up here.”

The dimension god squeaked- squeaked- rocked the seat back and forth.

“You don’t recognize a future you can’t anticipate. If I’m not considerate it’s impossible to even talk to me. “You are not qualified for ‘Ascension.’”

“me….”

“’What happens to me?’ okay. Let me explain kindly. Unlike those born gems who deserve EX-level traits you are just trash on the street. Among those you know it would be difficult to become a demon lord but maybe it would be possible with a Dragon God or Eindorf? Even if you do you will most likely fail. ‘Will I become a dimension god like you?’ Did you feel your body being torn apart? Did you feel like you couldn’t handle the ascension and were falling apart? Even if “Ascension Spear Longinus” was completed not much would have changed. Of course I would have held on a little longer. I don’t know if it will be helpful later. This is a prison of subjectivity. You are trapped with countless mirrors facing each other. You are forever trapped in this event horizon. don’t worry. Because you can never become a dimension god. I have no qualifications or talent. huh. That’s it. “Higher Dimension God” It’s Me! Unfortunately you are too insignificant here to recognize the possibilities of the distant future. You called me but it seems like forever to you. Go into the title and edit it. A customer came from the next title? Hahaha~ I’m sorry but the cursing is too harsh right? I’d say that but you’re lucky. ‘…I don’t know what you’re talking about.’ Ouch!”

Dimension God who was talking about the past and the future mixed up put his hands together and apologized.

“I’m sorry I should have been more considerate in making it more of a ‘conversation’. But you understand right?”

“….”

Strangely I almost understood.

The order just changed because it was already decided to be understood.

“Oh it’s about time. I’ll leave soon. “A customer came from the next title?”

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“customer?”

“You can’t handle Ascension. It will break again. “I can’t do anything.”

Ji Won-shin firmly pointed his finger at Joo Gong-hyeok.

“You are done.”

“….”

“I want to say that but~”

Dimension God stood up and smiled mischievously.

“You are lucky. Hahahaha—.”

The dimension god laughed out loud and exited down the stairs.

Joo Gong-hyuk barely turned his head took a deep breath and shouted.

“What is the dimensional god? “You talk like shit—!”

Joo Gong-hyeok’s voice echoed in the empty movie theater.

Crash-dud-dud-

The old projector that was transmitting the video shook.

Trap trudge – someone was coming down the stairs with a projector.

The guest in the next title that Dimension God spoke about.

Joo Gong-hyuk turned his head.

There was a man who looked just like him but was somehow alien.

Snap-

A man with wild hair and wild hair put a new film into the projector.

The title of the film suddenly appeared on the screen.

[Title “14th Joo Gong-hyeok”]

<Jugonggeeoeoeoeoeoogong—─!!>

The scream of the human mercenary ‘Dragon God Yahuhan’ rang out.

<You tricked me–!!>

The body of the Dragon God was cut into pieces in front of the door on the 88th floor.

The door to the 88th floor of the Demon King’s Hall opened.

Not long ago black-helmeted warriors who had destroyed the Dimensional Machine and dismembered the Dragon God appeared from the darkness.

Unidentified kings of fear have descended on the earth.

“….”

An incomprehensible scene follows.

It was an unfamiliar memory that Joo Gong-hyuk had never experienced before.

“Who are you?”

Joo Gong-hyuk glared at the man sitting next to him.

The man answered casually taking out a cigarette.

“A person who regretted and suffered more than you.”

When the black-helmeted warriors came down a one-sided massacre occurred.

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The black helmets absorbed the avatars from the dying hunters.

Soma Sangai is dead. Sigmund captures a black-helmeted warrior.

When the helmet broke Joo Gong-hyeok’s face appeared.

All the hunters visible on the screen glared at Joo Gong-hyeok the owner of the viewpoint.

<No I…>

The Four Heavenly Kings Hildegard grabbed Joo Gong-hyeok’s shoulder.

<Retreat first. It will be a long fight.>

Nathaniel was destroyed by the “Law of Destruction.”

Thus Azazel performed the angel’s function instead.

Using Nathaniel as material Hayeonsi who was dying was resurrected as an angel.

A long journey followed running away and running away again.

All the cities where hunters lived were destroyed and people were massacred.

<Kwazijic-!>

Metatron crushed one of the black helmets.

However when the Demon King staggered and raised his finger the light of “Revelation” disappeared and the black helmets ripped off Metatron’s wings with their bare hands.

<I hear a sound.>

Metatron died and Azazel became strange.

<I hear shouts and the sound of crows.>

<…Did it happen too late?>

Hildegard sighed and took Azazel somewhere.

The fallen Valkyries came one by one to force the unprepared fall of Ragnarok.

A half-awakening that could not be achieved even by the World Tree or Hashamayim.

Nevertheless Azazel defeated the black-helmeted warriors right before his death.

The film ended with the man picking up Metatron’s tombstone where the black helmet fell.

Joo Gong-hyuk sat in his seat and was silent.

I realized the identity of the man smoking a cigarette next to me.

“…you are real.”

Joo Gong-hyuk looked back at the man’s face.

“You were the real ‘14th Joo Gong-hyeok’.”

A future without the impurities called ‘future people’.

Originally it was a possibility that Joo Gong-hyeok should have reached.

Phew – the man calmly exhaled smoke.

“I came because you called me.”

The man holding the tombstone of Metatron the passageway to the higher dimension asked Joo Gong-hyeok.

“What are the future people in your film?”

Joo Gong-hyeok answered.

“…They must be the ones coming hundreds of years from the world you saved.”

“I see.”

The aloof cigarette smoke wavered.

“I get to save the world like this.”

“….”

“thanks. “Thanks to you my hesitation disappeared.”

The man with a cigarette in his mouth muttered slowly.

“You are lucky. It’s too late for me to choose anything like you. “When I came to my senses everything was over.”

<Why did I kill the teacher?>

The man on the screen ripped off his facial skin from a well under Babel.

<If you did this there would be no need to kill anyone.>

<Neither Liang nor Edgar nor Julia nor Ben-Hur…>

<Then what on earth am I for….>

Wow!

The man nervously pulled the film from the projector.

‘I couldn’t choose anything.’ A man who looked very tired stood up and muttered to himself.

I put out my cigarette in the ashtray on my seat and pulled out the film from the projector.

The man who was about to exit down the stairs holding the title “14th Joo Gong-hyeok” stopped in front of the door.

The man who hesitated for a moment at the door then looked back to where Joo Gong-hyeok was sitting and said.

“Joo Gong-hyeok.”

“….”

“Don’t do anything you’ll regret.”

With those last words the man left the movie theater.

‘Don’t do anything you’ll regret.’

It was definitely something I remembered.

To him a little further into the future.

This was advice he would hear again and again as he sat on the Demon King’s throne on the 88th floor collecting dust.

But those words are meaningless….

‘Have I already done something I regret?’

Suddenly a new title appeared on the projector even though no one had loaded the film.

[Title: Joo Gong-hyeok a PC room gamer]]

<The people in the game are not actually people.>

Joo Gong-hyuk who had puffy eyes under his eyes used the keyboard and mouse repeatedly.

<Actually I am the only person and the other nine are NPCs who are programmed to troll with a certain probability.>

<So there is no need to understand why a supporter who is eating CS at the top acts like that just because he doesn’t like ADC. He’s an NPC who acts like that with a certain probability. There’s no need to get upset because it’s an NPC not a human… You bastard who fell behind American dramas! Why is this my fault—!>

When Joo Gong-hyeok a game junkie hit the shotgun the corn on the keyboard flew out.

“Hmm~”

Joo Gong-hyuk wearing sweats came down the stairs of the movie theater pulled out the film from the projector and walked out of the movie theater.

Grumble-

The next title appeared on the screen.

[Title “Entertainment Producer Joo Gong-hyeok”]

<Oppa Gonghyuk what is your schedule today?>

Ha Yeon-si a middle school student who is about 10 years older than her pulled producer Joo Gong-hyeok’s arm.

<Or rather where is Liang?>

<Sien? I heard you were going to the bathroom earlier…>

Producer Joo Gong-hyuk ran to the women’s restroom at full speed.

<Lyaang- Sieen——!!>

<Click click click->

Liang Xian who was lighting a cigarette in a corner of the bathroom looked up.

<Say there is no quantity->

<Come out now!>

<I don’t know Korean very well->

Joo Gong-hyeok entered the women’s bathroom and knocked on the room where Yang was.

<They said if I secretly smoke they’ll cut me off as a lead dancer!>

<It is illegal to break into the women’s restroom->

<Underage idols smoking indoors is a 100 times bigger problem!>

Producer Joo Gong-hyuk worked hard to create a girl group that would surpass Valkyrie Girls.

“Excuse me…”

Joo Gong-hyeok dressed in a neat suit nodded politely pulled out the film and left.

Next “World War 3 Joo Gong-hyuk” “Super Robot Pilot Joo Gong-hyuk” “Movie Actor Joo Gong-hyuk” “Exam Student Joo Gong-hyuk” “Serial Killer Joo Gong-hyuk”….

As various Joo Gong-hyeoks went out with the film a new universe was born within Joo Gong-hyeok.

As new versions of himself continued to appear an infinite world branched out within Joo Gong-hyeok.

‘But the ending is…’

Joo Gong-hyuk now knows.

He himself cannot become a dimensional god.

The physical body cannot handle the infinite possibilities that are born within the body.

A power too much for a mere human.

The reward for exceeding one’s abilities while already possessing more than one’s abilities.

A prison of ‘subjectivity’ where you are trapped because you peeped at something you shouldn’t have peeped at.

Joo Gong-hyeok cannot break this chain of the future and the past with his own strength.

You can’t get the present back.

Ttogak ttogak-

It was then.

Passing by “Gambler Joo Gong-hyeok” who was leaving with his universe an angel sat down next to him.