177 – Divine (7)
The moonlight that rose in Hwiyeongcheong came through the gap in the window and illuminated the hand.
“If this is completed, there will be no more fear of monsters!”
The silver outline of the spherical machine caught within it sparkled. The cloud-white gloved palms made the black color of the machine stand out even more.
“This is the hope I am creating!”
The night was dark, but the girl was embracing the blue of the sky. Just like the word “Her youth” (靑春), she felt the freshness and brightness of her blue spring.
Also, the girl felt not only sunshine, but also white and transparent madness, like clouds leisurely filling the sky.
If faith goes too far, it becomes fanaticism.
“The road leading to peace!”
The girl had no doubt that her dream would come true. It was a healthy and good madness.
Eyes without the slightest tremor. What she saw reflected in it was a child about half the girl’s height.
The child could not understand the girl’s words very well.
How does this machine lead to peace and hope?
It was hard to believe that her orphaned child did not even know the faces of her parents.
For him, peace was the freedom to choose the channel he wanted on TV, a feeling of fullness without waking up hungry at night, an environment where the boiler and air conditioner could be turned on at all times, and the ability to fill up on snacks from street vendors along the road. It was a luxury I could afford.
In the end, all worries come down to money.
This was the reason why the child ran away from home. To make money. To run away from the orphanage where he was always confined and go to work.
The child who ran away from home was attacked by a monster while taking a walk at night. The person who saved it was Sky Polaris. She was the first magical girl.
The child, who watched her heroic performance closely, asked the girl what she could do to become like that.
The girl promised that the next time she met again, she would show her something good.
The promise was fulfilled without much time.
The child attempted to run away from home again. She
And she was attacked by a monster just like before.
She was more dangerous the second time she was attacked by a monster. Her fist, which was five times bigger than her own body, almost crushed her without a trace.
For a young child, the threat of monsters did not seem that great, and rather, immediate poverty was a bigger concern.
Although the attack made him even more wary of monsters, he survived in the end. The child’s ambition was great. The monster still didn’t have enough opponents to stop his adventurous and fighting spirit.
Fortunately, she survived this time too. As before, Sky Polaris came to the rescue.
When she found out that her child’s knee was scratched, asking why she came out at night again, she guided him to her own hideout, keeping her previous promise.
What was shown was this round iron ball.
What is it? Is she selling this to raise money? Oh right. I think I heard something called a factory. Yes, I guess the plan is to make a lot of iron balls, sell a lot of them, and become rich!
But what and how can you play with this iron ball?
The girl smiled as her child’s expression became colored with her doubts.
“Do you know that you need a friend to transform?”
It was a time when not much was known about magical girls. Even the underprivileged class who are vulnerable to information. There was no way I knew that.
As if she had expected this reaction, the girl began to explain one by one.
The existence of the mascot necessary for the transformation of a magical girl, the contract and power of stars, the unfairness between monsters and magical girls, the retirement of magical girls, the sorrow of the powerless, and other things that were constantly talked about. It was to explain the design process of how most of these iron balls were made.
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Actually, I couldn’t understand most of it. What kind of expression, what about electrons? She had so many difficult things to say to a child less than 10 years old. She barely understood the background and motivation explanation before, so how could she understand the theory?
The longer her explanation went on, the more her child’s expression deteriorated. She yawned without even suppressing her boredom. What can I do? She’s no fun.
I would rather enjoy a science documentary.
Because it was late, her child’s eyelids began to droop lower and lower.
“…Ah! So, the point is!”
The girl who saw that quickly put her words together.
“With this, anyone will be able to fight monsters!”
Her child’s eyes lit up at those words.
The human mind is so clever. Even if you are not interested, a few words can change your mind.
It is often said that a woman’s heart is like a reed, but her child’s heart was even worse than that. It can be compared not even to a reed, but to a balloon fluttering in the sky.
He literally has no spine. Swept this way, swept that way.
“But it’s still unfinished… There are a lot of things that need to be improved. Therefore! Never! You can’t touch it carelessly?! Huh? As dangerous as handling the power of a monster is, it is as dangerous as a monster. Isn’t it more painful than dying? So, you shouldn’t touch most of the things here. “Is it really?”
The child was lost in thought, pondering the girl’s words. Maybe that’s why I feel like she didn’t even hear the warning and gave a rough answer.
“Ah, the time has already passed! Where were the medicine and bandages? Uh… Was it here? Argh! Monster can! What was the contents left…? Ugh… It’s sticky… Damn, I should have cleaned it more often… Is this place? Wasn’t it here? Ahhh… Now, wait a minute! Hang on!”
A crashing noise. Even inside, the child continues to be lost in thought.
Everyone will have the power of a monster. I thought about this countless times. She doesn’t remember everything.
This is not just because the content was very personal and overflowing with children’s typical grandiose delusions, exaggerated interpretations, and fragmentary interpretations.
However, it seemed like one conclusion would be reached, but it was unfortunate that it did not come to fruition. This entire process is meaningless. There is no need to remember. The only thing that mattered was the conclusion.
However, it seemed like I would turn away in frustration as it seemed like I would never see the conclusion I was pursuing. I suppressed the desire to immediately lie down on the floor and struggle with my whole body.
Suddenly, a small particle appeared in the child’s eyes. It was light. It was a light like a footprint left where Sky Polaris moved. A very small light. But definitely light.
Is it because the night was dark? The light became even more noticeable.
The child moved her feet, drawn by the speck of light, like the rats following her man playing the pipe. The light particles that were shaking back and forth eventually settled in one place.
The child stretched out her hand, not knowing what was in it. To catch the light.
As I said before, a child’s mind is like a balloon and is very fickle.
Even when I am thinking deeply, I become paralyzed by such stimulation.
From the beginning, the child longed for light. Because she saw the sparkle of the girl who appeared in a desperate crisis, she followed her to her hideout without any hesitation.
This is the madness seen in the eyes of the girl who was explaining her dream. It resembled that fanaticism.
The child was a believer in light. The day she was constantly beaten by the scary older brother at the orphanage. He looked at the stars in the sky and prayed without stopping.
Please cast a spell on me too. Please help me beat all the scary monsters and annoying brothers.
Of course, the wish did not come true.
Rather than judging this because she lacked faith, the child decided that it was because she was not qualified.
People say that magical girls are really good people. He is a great hero, and he has no hesitation in sacrificing himself. He guides the sick, hurts healthy people so they don’t get hurt, and gets angry on behalf of someone who dies.
How beautiful this is.
If the only beings that the stars grant magic to are such good beings, it is understandable that this wish did not come true.
I will use magic only for myself.
Probably most people in the world are like that. The older brothers at the orphanage were like that, the adults who hit them were like that, and the old people who bowed their heads were like that.
To have something, you need qualifications.
This was the biggest realization of my 9-year-old life.
A longing is just a longing, and a dream should just be a dream. Only then can there be beautiful things. If anything you want comes true, it has no value.
Because it is given to only a few, specialness remains special.
Because there was night, the stars were shining.
It is the same power for everyone.
That shouldn’t be the case.
For a moment, the place where the light was caught in the child’s eyes looked very unclean. The round iron ball seeping into the darkness looked terrible.
That’s why I tried to destroy it.
The moment the child’s hand touched the iron ball, a dazzling brilliance exploded.
-…?!
For a moment, I didn’t know what happened.
When she opened her tightly closed eyes, something was strange.
First, my vision was strange. It wasn’t always a low world. The distance between the ground and the snow is long. It feels like standing on a desk and looking at the world.
“Is this rational? “Answer me!”
The girl, whose head was at her waist, looked low.
-Uh, well….
The voice is also strange. Low. If you whine and scream, it’s not the kind of voice that makes even you irritated.
The child moved her hand. It’s not small. There are huge hands on both sides that can easily grab and crush an apple.
However, its appearance was quite different from human bare skin. It is hard. It feels like looking at the shell of an insect. There is no uncomfortable feeling like wearing heavy armor or gloves. There is no discomfort in moving.
It was the moment when I realized that this was my body.
“…?! Did you say it? Are you rational? Do you know where this is? Do you remember talking to me earlier? Huh?”
-This is….
When I looked around, it was a mess. Sunlight came through the cracks in the broken wall, brightening the space clearly.
The night passed and morning came.
There are a lot of broken glass pieces scattered on the floor. It almost hurt my eyes because the sunlight was constantly reflected.
Glass reflected the landscape as well as the sunlight. Only then did the child see his own face.
The person’s bare skin is everywhere, and only an ugly face resembling an insect exists. A face no different from the monster that ran away the day before.
“Hey, say something!”
Seeing this, the child was convinced that he had gained strength.
Anyone can fight monsters.
It was definitely as he said. If I become a monster, I will be able to fight against monsters.
-This is f*cking crazy….
“You! Did you swear just now?! Uh, where did you learn that? Write! “You can’t say things like that so carelessly!”
The child looked at his own ugly face and laughed. Even though he couldn’t see his mouth because it was hidden by the monster’s face, he had a bright smile on his face.
It was because his own face was ugly.
His own theory was correct.
Beauty is given to those who are inherently beautiful. To an unqualified person, this hideous appearance is all that is left. He was, after all, a bad person. It didn’t shine like them.
There is no flaw in its specialness. The glory of those girls will last forever, and the path they take will be like a flower.
It was a day with beautiful skies. The clear sky blue was like glass, and the clouds were as mysterious as tropical fish floating inside the glass.
On the other hand, the child looked uglier than ever. The day I rolled in the mud and covered in vomit wouldn’t be as dirty as today. The day I took on the skin of a monster that kills humans.
This was the greatest blessing of the nine long years, but it was also a curse for the rest of my life.
The child became a hymn to a hero who was divine by his own being.
**
“Such a f*cking haircut….”
I remembered everything. He wonders why he ended up like this.
The archer stepped back, touching his forehead. Her head hurt quite a bit, perhaps in reaction to regaining her memories. I felt nauseous, but I held it back. I didn’t have anything to spit out anyway.
“I… I… Was that kind of brat? A beggar in Goa? f*ck! “You’re no different from the idiots that abound in the neighborhood even now!”
It’s time to lament.
The archer picked up his bow and headed to the hideout. The opponent also has a sniper. Since he did not want to reveal the location of the hideout, he had to move to another location.
If you think about it, what is the use of that?
“f*ck Amy. “It was a crappy life.”
Now that I had found something I had forgotten, it was as if I had found something to do.
**
Han Jaejoong collapsed immediately upon returning to the hideout.
He was a master at writing the constellation Ursa Major. The force that placed an excessive load on his body was enough to discharge an ordinary person’s body in an instant.
Part of me wanted to immediately ask the archer who defeated the scorpion what he got, but he couldn’t go against his physiology. How can a person resist when the body shuts down its power?
How many hours have passed? After his body regained its stamina, Han Jaejoong’s consciousness began to rise.
“Uh, uhm….”
It is clearly visible even with blurry eyes.
“What the f*ck.”
There is a mess. The hideout, which was already a shabby abandoned building, completely collapsed.
Wow, I woke up right away. Han Jaejoong quickly stood up. Jo Ayun, who was next to him, supported him without saying a word.
“Well, what is it? Did you fight? Did a magical girl attack you? No, you’re here! Mr. Kim, that damn bastard, I told you to get away from the hideout and fight…”
“No, that’s not it.”
“What? “You’re not a f*cking bastard Kim?”
“No, he is a f*cking bastard. “What I said before was wrong.”
Ayun Jo shook her head quietly.
“A civil war broke out.”
Han Jaejoong’s eyes opened brightly.
“Well, that bastard Kim… betrayed us…”
“What do you mean, Ayun?”
How can there not be a single day that passes quietly?
