The more details the artist adds, the more I naturally realize what I can do.
It would be like the feeling of our writer looking down here.
Looking down into the sealed room, I felt like I knew at least a similar feeling of how it felt to look at the author’s world.
Our author is in charge of this world, and I am in charge of the sealed room.
I naturally felt what I could do in that room.
Destruction was in the middle of doing all kinds of things without acknowledging its own situation.
for a while too.
When a thin blanket suddenly appeared in that narrow space, Destruction lifted it up with an astonished face.
[ Blanket (Seal Room)
Moderate duvet for solitary prison level. It looks like nothing more than a plain white cloth. ]
Indeed, a quilt was made just by thinking.
I was even convinced that if I remembered looking at a photo, I would be able to copy it with exactly the same form and function.
It’s fun, this one!
It feels like playing a classic game, Princess Mexer.
It really is.
A game very close to reality.
Already, the results over there even indirectly make me stronger.
I remembered the setting of ruin. Even though they are married, the fact that they still look immature means that the power of destruction is not yet complete.
However, if enough food is supplied, one day she will be restored to a full-fledged Princess Kevallia.
The game’s good ending! As Lee Hwan’s powerful slave warrior.
So I have no choice but to soften the way I look at ruin.
– Aren’t you hungry? I think he said he was hungry.
– Shut up.
– I’m going to be angry right now. Still, do you fill your stomach first? It’s all about eating and living. okay. Let’s see. In this area, the only thing I can give right now is Sharpman… … is it?
– Whoever puts such rubbish into their mouths. It would be perfect if I put it in your mouth that smells like sh*t.
– It’s rough.
– Come on.
– You don’t have to be that scared. because i won’t kill you tried to kill me
* * *
【 Ruin moved her gaze from the futon to the entire room.
The room was dark.
It was cramped and endlessly high.
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It wasn’t that I hadn’t had such a vague thought that if I could somehow reach that high place without a ceiling, I might be freed from here.
However, I was afraid to look up and confirm the end that there was no end.
I am afraid of realizing the truth. However, the truth here was not something that could be turned away by turning one’s head.
Even if you don’t bother to confirm that there is no end to the space stretching upward, the truth of the world comes naturally and whispers into your ear.
The sensation of touching the floor does not come from matter, such as air to breathe and a blanket to cover.
visible or invisible. To touch or not to touch. So everything that exists is all created by one will.
And that will is only driven by one command.
This was such a place.
A space that exists only to confine oneself. A space that cannot be freed by anything once it is confined. A space where nothing can interfere.
So, no matter what kind of divine power it is, it will not be able to break the order here established by the will.
The supreme demons, Duke Diar, king of song, Duke Esgadum, king of fishing, and Duke Magiras, king of cooking.
Of course, the three monarchs, even if the great Roho Maroon descended accompanied by His Majesty Empress Menestrell, who is also her mother and servant.
It was clear that this was a place separate from any great and terrifying beings.
A world with its own order.
He was trapped in such a place forever.
It had become the eternal servant of the ruler of this space.
Nothing could save him from this miserable fate.
The terribly terrible truth.
Ruin’s head was as white as a sheet of paper, and all he had was that thought.
– It’s rough. You don’t have to be so scared. because i won’t kill you tried to kill me
Even if he didn’t want to admit that voice mocking him, it was the voice that governed the world’s order.
‘Stop, stop! I’m really hungry.’
Ironically, the lack of a body made him even more hungry. It was evident that the desire to regain the same power as before was driving it.
Destruction only rolled its eyeballs.
When you are refusing to answer with the last remaining noble pride.
The sound came down again.
– Press the button once.
‘A button?’
Doom reflexively looked around.
It is not easy to find something in pitch black everywhere. Doom moved a few steps and noticed some change in this damned space.
The space was slightly expanded. Somehow, that alone made me feel like I could breathe.
The Ruinous Hand, groping the wall, finally found the button.
click. 】
The sealed room lit up.
The switch looks ordinary, but it was made with care.
It’s not a dim fluorescent light or a dazzlingly bright LED light.
low color temperature. The yellowish light creates a warm and cozy atmosphere, making it a great lighting for everyday spaces.
At last, the two horns growing on the head of the ruin and even the purple hair were properly revealed.
[The writer thinks.
“so cute! horn. horn. I want to touch the horn!” ]
Certainly, the visuals were like the main characters.
Then the doom suddenly drooped and sat down.
It’s not like acting, it’s really powerless.
Of course, as long as it exists as a soul, starving it will not destroy it.
However, a hunger that does not go away is the same as continuing to inflict pain.
Enough to drive your mind crazy. Because evil spirits are created through such a process.
It is difficult for destruction to become an evil spirit. In any case, in its current state of ruin, it was clear that it would gobble up whatever was thrown at it.
– I’ll send you something to eat. princess.
There was no answer coming back from ruin, as if he had used up all his strength to contain all his anger earlier.
[The writer thinks.
“Huh… … I feel sorry for Lia.” ]
Author. That’s because it’s a demon that’s been around for hundreds of years. Even if nobody looks cute.
* * *
It was only after clearing out the remaining demons that I had time to check the destruction.
【’I sent you so many. After all, no matter how much Sharpman is sent, it’s not enough.’
No change was seen in the destruction. still immature.
If you look for a change that can be ruined, the only thing you can do is not show your anger towards Lee Hwan anymore.
At that time, the destruction was in the middle of the meal, not knowing that Lee Hwan was watching her.
A small space of about 3 pyeong.
There was no way to escape in that narrow place. The spirits of the Sharpmen who were trying to run away from ruin ran amok.
However, the number actually decreased. The nape of the neck was ripped off, and the limbs disintegrated.
The guts and blood that would have burst out in reality were replaced by louder screams.
‘He ruthlessly eats them up.’
Lee Hwan did not think that he would feel pity for the demons, but seeing the sight of them being unilaterally being torn apart by the predator’s hands, his brows furrowed.
The screams that were so full and the gestures to survive were sorted out before I knew it.
As if such a cruel scene had never happened before, there was only silence there.
– I’ll send you higher quality ones soon. hold on until then
After Lee Hwan threw one last word at the ruin, he withdrew his gaze.
Destruction is the sword and shield that can stand against the pope.
At least, if the King was the opponent, a treasure greater than the lightning sword could be said to be ruin.
Lee Hwan was already looking forward to the future when he would meet the King.
By containing destruction, the pope’s bizarre and grotesque attacks will be useless.
What expression would he make when he realized that, what expression would he make on that heartless face with no emotion whatsoever?
Just thinking about it made me very happy. 】
The Pope is not the only one.
If you use the golden ring and deodorant to appease the dark soldiers, from then on, the King of Sal will have to suffer from a long battle for the highest position of Salsu.
And what about the sword king?
The Sword King who lost the Gumang Sword will never be able to unleash his ultimate.
Lastly, what about the Dowang side?
Thunderbolt’s Golden Ring was completed with Thunderbolt Sword, a superb sword comparable to the Dowang’s Han Myeongbodo (寒鳴寶刀).
It’s been less than 10 days since I was reincarnated, but the secret plan to confront the four enemies is ready.
Of course, their real strength lies in the group’s strength rather than individual strength, but anyway, they didn’t have to suffer as much as before as long as they were 1:1 attached.
At this point, a question naturally arose.
It’s a question of why the timing was so perfect.
The return time is aligned with the appearance of Baron Savage and Princess Kevalia.
Even if it was a little late, things couldn’t have flowed so smoothly.
It was in the same context that he was able to steal the Sword King’s Gumang Sword.
I looked up at the sky. It must be there somewhere.
It would not be unreasonable to think that some deity existed somewhere out there that took out this dead body and put it back at this time.
Doesn’t it end up being catastrophic if you get deeply involved with the gods?
Just as destruction has to admit its own fate, I am also uncomfortable, but I will have to admit that much.
It is often said that the past passes by like a kaleidoscope at the moment of death, but I was not.
Grudge against enemies? It was nothing like that.
All I could think about was a bowl of soup.
If I knew I was going to die, I would have put everything aside and do a bowl of soup properly. The regret of that was the moment of death.
To add a little more, I had some regrets about not being able to properly protect my people because I was taking care of my reputation and not being able to create a family to the end.
So that’s what I’m saying.
Thank you!
I don’t know who you are, but I’ll enjoy the life you gave me this time.
How many bowls of soup can you eat in the future?
