Magchang rode a motorcycle that was driven by a horse and horse.

Ten years ago, it was good to close your eyes.

.

Kick!

The opponent is a boss class monster.

His sharp claws blow away his proud spear. Magchang sat down, feeling his legs flutter.

A giant claw flies towards you. The sound of the wind touched my skin.

It gives me the creeps.

I realized I was going to die.

At Cipher School, I felt that I was doing well and nothing. The world is rough, dangerous, and overflowing with things stronger than itself.

I don't want to die.

Caaang!

There was a sound that came to me.

“Get up, kid. ”

There was a long scar on the man's face. Instead of stopping the monster from striking, he gives out his left eye.

The size of the cut from the left forehead to the chin was deep. Blood poured out.

“I'm scared. ”

The man stretches out his hand, wiping off the blood as if it were nothing.

“Scary, wants to run away. ”

He added, smiling.

“But it's true to take a step forward when you do. Stand back, and you'll be stepping back for the rest of your life. ”

There was a thumping sound in his chest.

The pulse grows stronger, and suddenly he stands up, holding the man's hand.

“What's your name? ”

“Gi, it's Sang-hu Kim! ”

“The new Guardian. ”

“Yes, yes! ”

The man smiles. Then I turned around.

“Take a good look, new protector. ”

The man stares at you, his sword twisted, and he's walking around reciting it.

“This is the path we create. ”

The man started running. The Awakened run after him.

A horde of monsters swarm in from afar. The world was a mess.

Monster Invasion!

At the moment of the struggle, Magchang saw ironically a shining path.

“Ah……! ”

It was the first day I met the mercenary commander in the heavenly realm.

It was also the moment I followed like my father.

.

Magchang found a village in a dense forest.

“Nice place. ”

As much as I want to come back.

His eyes became poisonous.

And I searched everywhere.

There shouldn't be any monsters.

This place needs to be safe, because he'll be here. That's where he'll rest.

That's all I have to do now. You have to pay for the life he saved and for the left eye. Magchang suddenly realized that his vision was blurred.

Shit. And I wiped it with my sleeve.

It's strange.

There are no monsters.

“Why…… nothing. ”

I wish I had a monster. There's nothing you can do for me.

* * *

“Yes. It was the Great Exodus. ”

Chulho nods quietly and listens to his story.

“Monsters haven't appeared in my hometown yet. I don't know why, but my hometown was still in English. It felt like monsters were escaping. ”

In the heavenly state, he continued his story wet with recall.

“But then I realized that I had become what I call an Awakener. I was able to handle the sword. Physical ability has improved tremendously. I also felt a strange aura in my heart. There were a lot of Awakened people back home. ”

It's called magic. It is a hallmark of an Awakener.

“That's why I took my people home and admired Seoul. And at that time, it was determined that one way or another, powerful people would stick together and everyone would survive. ”

Good judgment.

“That was the beginning of the Temple Mercenaries. Since then, countless times have passed. A lot of people died --”

Whew. And he was smoking.

“Many were born again -”

He smiles quietly and gives you a headache.

“There was a lot going on. ”

In a short sentence, I felt a lot of joy.

I ask you a question.

“Any regrets? ”

He nods, smiling bitterly.

“I regretted it every day. I mean, we all had to be perfect. To protect someone. To not kill him. At least, to survive every day. ”

“....... ”

This guy's real.

Chulho seemed to know what time he was spending.

People who have lived in the same way can share that feeling. Cheolho felt that this man was real.

So did I.

I lived for everyone.

Most of the time spent in this world by Chulho. So, Chulho was able to understand how he felt as well. He wants to rest now.

Chulho wanted to tell that man.

You've worked hard enough. You can rest now. Live your life.

“We mustn't make mistakes. People die by our mistakes, people who had dreams and hopes. ”

He did not speak for a moment.

I've heard that from someone before. Yeah, that's exactly what Magister said.

I thought it was very premature to think about it compared to my age, and I learned it from this man.

But you're tired of being so perfect. He's tired enough already.

But in doing so, it raises a great next generation.

“You're going home. ”

“Yes.”

He replies and removes the leather armor wrapped around his shirt. Between a simple short sleeve t-shirt, you see a long scar. It was a scar that was torn to the neck on the left wrist.

His whole body was covered in wounds.

Glorious wounds.

Cheolho nods. And I smiled.

“Then eat and go. ”

It's an honor.

I can't believe I'm serving the last meal of a great guest.

He relaxed and began to eat.

I smelled rice for as long as I could, and I felt like I was drowning in memories. I drink carefully. The miso soup was also delicious.

It was a quiet time.

Suddenly, his head, shining in the light, looked whiter. Chulho deliberately said nothing and watched his meal.

He finished his meal very neatly without leaving any leftovers. And I closed my eyes for a while.

At some point.

“Thank you for your meal. ”

He gets up from his seat.

Cheolho also stood up.

“Calculations……"

“I serve.”

The heavenly host looked at him as if to ask him what he meant.

“My shop originally serves people back home. ”

He bursts into laughter.

“Strange store. ”

Soon, he ponders, bowing his head.

“Enjoy your meal. I'll take good care of that immature fellow. ”

It seems to be talking about Magchang. Cheolho shakes his head.

“You're already a good guardian. ”

“I suppose so.”

He pauses, then speaks quietly.

“Yes, he is. I became a good guardian. ”

- I thought he was like a son. It was fun times.

I swallowed it.

The man opens the shop door and steps out of a volatile position.

Chulho went out of the store and watched the man walk down the alley.

Oh, I see.

The moon is shining.

The moonlight came down, and a nice old man laid the way around.

Yeah, it is.

Older people don't die. It just disappears.

.

He was riding a shabby motorcycle.

Wieing - A moving motorcycle is now a relic of a rare and prehistoric era.

The oil moving tool will now gradually disappear. Maybe he won't last much longer.

But he liked this motorcycle. Thirty years ago, he rode it to Seoul.

And now.

He comes back, just like he came back.

Things change.

The world is destroyed, but it's coming back to life.

A broken path leads to life.

Now the next generation has a day to live.

Whoo-hoo!

The motorcycle was speeding up. A collapsed asphalt road now passes through rough old cities.

Around sunrise.

The landscapes that were familiar with the heavenly landscape began to come in. My heart began to beat. He thumped and his heart thumped.

He slows down. I could feel the noise of the motorcycle rushing by, and then I stopped the motorcycle.

Walk.

As he walked slowly, he suddenly started running.

You can see the ridge.

I still felt overwhelmed by the green place. Somehow, I felt like I was back in my childhood.

He stood at the top of the ridge and looked down.

His hometown was a lush countryside.

Smell the fragrant grass and the fragrant flowers.

The warm sunshine under the acacia tree is still alive.

In spring, a flower blossomed from the mountain, jumped over it, and when the sun went down, I would go home - put dry firewood in the furnace, and when I lit the fire, I would watch the white smoke blossom up into the chimney.

He laughed as he smelled the cooking of rice.

It was such a laid-back countryside.

He used to lie in his yard staring at the smoke disappearing into the sky -.......

“Ah.”

Home.

At last, he returns home.

The old house was still there. The village, where the person is now gone, everything has been kept intact.

You can see the collapsed buildings, but you can see no signs of monsters either.

He touches the gate of his house. Over the years, I opened a rusty gate and went inside.

I'm back.

He lay in the yard of the past, full of bushes without saying a word.

I felt cozy and soft.

Suddenly, I thought that the heavy burden that was on my shoulders was gone.

So I smiled brightly.

.

Far away.

Under a huge mountain overlooking the village, Magchang stood on a motorcycle.

“...... Be healthy. ”

Magchang stretched his thumb and index finger, interlocking them to form a square and looked at the village.

“Live well, inspiration. ”

This place is safe.

I saw it. I checked everything. Of course, it's where our inspiration lives, and I was here first.

If it's not safe, I'll be the first to run.

Magchang turns away.

He hesitates for a moment, and starts the motorcycle.

“Leave it to me. I'll do it. Don't worry about it. ”

He was as determined as he was.

Booaaaaah!

His motorcycle is gone.

The mountain is now filled with only silence. Only the occasional buzzing of birds.

A bird sits on a tree and flies upward.

The bird freely flies through the town's sky and lands on a branch.

There was a moment when the bird enjoyed a moment of leisure whining. I was furious and flew away.

Bloop!

In the air of nothing, five fist-like flames were created.

Quee-

The owner of the flame liked something soft.

Slow is not harmful, so I thought I was a friend. The person who just left, the strange creature, and the person who gave me the big shiny stone were also soft.

The owner of the flame, one day, became the new owner of this mountain.

And the owner.

I really liked the new person.

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