I Reincarnated as the Crazed Heir Chapter 380

Episode 380: The Heavenly King Awakens (3)

I let the endless sermons that were constantly being heard go in one ear and out the other, and breathed new life into my hands.

Okay then.

'I know how to get out of here!'

The fraud king made his final move. And it was quite sweet.

I'm not sure if killing them will free me from consciousness.

In that sense, the fraud king's statement that he knew how to get out was timely.

I looked at him coldly, and I could feel his pupils twitching with sincerity.

It doesn't seem to be a lie.

As I relaxed my grip, the man coughed and collapsed to the floor.

'As expected. You haven't forgotten your limits. My sincerity has gotten through. Haha!'

This little shit… How do I kill him? Let's think about it.

I stomped on the king of fraud's head and ducked down. His gaze grew fierce again, like a weed, but soon he trembled and lowered his eyes. Yes. That's your position.

'Just the main point, without the introduction.'

'One… … will do.'

'one?'

"Even if we have many egos, our physical body is still one. Each consciousness is so strong that we cannot escape. Therefore, the only way out is to become one and open the door."

'Easy. Just kill you and that guy.'

'Ku …

'Why?'

"Because you are that guy. I don't know how you can become two, but since you've become aware of your other self, you can't kill him. Unless you completely erase all your memories."

Is that why? As long as I have quantum memories, that guy will live inside me forever?

but.

'I've already killed myself.'

"Ugh, he must have buried it deep in his consciousness. He might have been able to do it back then because he was weak, but now? He doesn't seem to have the heart to back down easily."

At the King of Cons, I glanced at Yang Jagak. Then, my head nodded involuntarily. Judging by his expression, I could see a strong determination to go out into the world and achieve my goal.

I asked the fraud king again.

'so.'

'It's just as I said. You, that guy, and me. We're combining our egos and powers. Hehe.'

'Then what happens?'

'It'll be one of two things. Either the strongest survive. Or a new hybrid is born. What do you think? If you're scared, just kill them. Hehe… … Ugh!'

Swish! I pressed the bastard's head down to the floor and sat there in thought.

The fraud king is a cunning guy.

If it were true, the ten thousand souls obtained through the Ghost Soul Law would have been swallowed by that bastard long ago and would not have appeared before me.

It's clear that he's trying to manipulate the situation to his advantage.

but.

'Okay. I'll do that.'

I decided to follow his words.

'No! If I keep doing this, my body will be stolen by Yeonju…'

'I won't take it. And I think it's better than having it taken from you.'

And above all.

I raised my head. The sky, which should have been a pure blue, was now filled with green, and within it, countless figures appeared distorted.

Dangpyeongsan. Namgung Yena. And Grandfather Dang.

There were many others besides these.

Perhaps that is… …a reality beyond this consciousness.

I don't know how much time passed while I was staying there, but I heard their stories and saw them here and there.

And I was dying.

Before that.

I have to go back.

"Now, accept me. This is your territory. All you have to do is decide. Come on!"

"Don't do it. There must be another way. Don't fall for Yeonju's tricks. Think of the greater good!"

A cause? The path I have chosen is a cause.

I decided to accept the two people as Yeonju said.

Then, little by little, they began to seep into me.

A hot, pure white energy.

It's a quantum angle.

'Don't forget the degree…'

The guy completely seeped into my body, and then a cool, dark energy was sucked in.

The king of fraud. This guy's soul is filthy.

'Hahaha! I'll take your body.'

It's all a bluff.

That moment when everything completely seeped into me.

Kwaaaaang!

A loud explosion rang in my mind, and the path to heaven opened.

A bright and pure white road.

One step, two steps. As I walked along, as if entranced, countless scenes of memory unfolded.

It was strange.

Memories grew in size, competing with each other, and as someone's memory grew, my personality seemed to change accordingly.

As the memories of the King of Scams grew stronger, desire and murderous intent flowed, and as the memories of the two sides grew stronger, compassion and altruistic hearts filled them.

And when my memory became stronger.

Only me.

Only faith in myself was firmly established.

But the strangest thing is that these countless changes in my personality sometimes seem natural.

Perhaps the last image I will see when I reach the edge of the sky will be my real self.

I could lose myself.

But I'm not afraid.

No, there's nothing to be afraid of.

Anything… … .

Because I'm the one who wins.

in the end.

The door to reality has opened.

* * *

Thump, thump.

I walked down the path without hesitation, unable to see even an inch ahead of me, to go to the dance studio.

Although the inside was already ravaged by the terrible poison, I didn't care.

Drop, drop. Blood dripped from my nose, then my ears, then my mouth.

Blood flowed through the hole, but it was okay.

There is an angle there.

That's it.

Snickers, instead, laughter flowed.

Just once. Just once. I wanted to hear it again.

Grandpa. The voice of the guy calling himself.

"Each…."

I reached out my hand through the faint smoke.

I feel it. It's him. He's… …alive.

"Ugh. Now… I have to wake up. How long are you going to sleep like that… Grandpa's here. Wake up…"

Tears or blood? A hot stream of water ran down my face, choking me up.

Dangjoha reached into Ma Cheonso's arms and took out the Holy Flower Mask.

And then he gently placed it on his face.

Ugh. My whole body feels weak as I vomit out the blood that has risen from my Adam's apple.

I'm tired.

I want to rest.

'Early… …early… ….'

As his eyelids gradually become heavier, Dangjoha's vision gradually darkens.

And that moment.

"……Grandpa."

Ma Cheon-so opened his eyes.

The gaze looking down at Dang Jo-ha was truly empty and vaguely wistful.

"Each…is that it? Keuuuuuu…Each…"

Dangjo poured out his tears and stroked Ma Cheon-so's face with trembling hands.

It was a longing that lasted so long.

"Do you know how much I've missed you? You worthless bastard… You worthless bastard…"

"What the… is this?"

"Each…."

Ma Cheon-so's eyes wavered in vain as she cried out in despair.

“You shouldn’t have come… I told you to stay in Sacheon. You didn’t have any confidence…”

Ma Cheon-so examined Dang Jo-ha's body and trailed off in despair.

The whole body is already rotting away.

I heard everything.

The fact that my friend Dang Pyeong-san poisoned himself.

Although it was suspected, the fact that the Tang Dynasty denied it was true.

And out of guilt, I walked into the temple on my own two feet and saved myself.

"I'm sorry… This old man… I'm sorry. My dear…"

If you were that sorry, you should have lived.

I should have paid it back while I was alive.

Ma Cheon-so turned his head.

I felt it.

The life in Dangjoha's eyes is fading away.

That even if the Great God comes, he cannot be saved again.

Right now, the true spirit is just burning its last flame.

I was so angry. I was so angry that I hated the sight of him.

Hana Macheonso's crooked head met Dangjoha's hand once again.

A gaunt face. A dying gaze. I don't want to see it.

But I can't avoid it any longer because I know this is the last moment.

"Each… Now live your life. Don't be tied down by anything. You must walk a path without regrets."

My life… …?

"I know what I'm going to do."

"Whatever it is… this old man will protect you."

He's a funny guy. He's been like that since long ago.

Ever since we first met.

Ma Cheon-so spoke with a sense of indifference that hid his sadness.

"Are you acting like that now?"

On the subject of everyone dying.

Even though he was a bit surprised by his sharp question, he smiled happier than usual.

“Just once… let me hug you.”

Swish. Old, weak hands wrapped around Ma Cheon-so's body.

My heart aches. My lips tremble, and my eyes sting.

But the anger that was rising in him made his face frown.

"Do you remember?"

what.

"That day I asked you to become my disciple."

"Even a master must be qualified."

"Haha… Yeah, that's right. You said that."

"Is that funny?"

"How reckless it was. I still remember it clearly."

"Do you remember when I refused and you said you'd become my sworn brothers? Thanks to you, that bastard Pyeongsan almost became my nephew."

"Oh, yeah! That's right."

"You were so tired of being so angry and irritated. You only backed down after I made it a condition that you would travel the world with me for a year."

“Wouldn’t it be nice if you could rest inside too?”

"Good? You said you wanted to gather herbs, so you took me through all kinds of rough terrain."

"I miss you……."

"One time, I dug up some elixir and ate it with him because he told me to hurry up and eat it, but it turned out to be poisonous. Because of that, we almost died holding hands in a nameless mountain village."

"……."

"Do you remember that time? When the heavy rain fell and there was nowhere to stay in the mountains. You told me to follow you, saying you'd made a good friend. I couldn't even sleep when I found out we were going to the Green Forest Alliance. A night in enemy territory?"

"……."

"Still… if you really miss it, I'll go back. Let's go."

"……."

"Let's do that."

"……."

"therefore……."

Ma Cheon-so lowered his sorrowful eyes.

The cold body temperature of the unresponsive party is just sad.

"Let's go. Together."

Ma Cheon-so carefully placed Dang Jo-ha next to him.

Then he looked ahead with eyes colder than poison.

Kaaaah! A roaring poisonous dragon appears. Murong Hui, caught in its grip, resists by pouring out his Heavenly Demon Spirit.

"Dangpyeongsan Mountain…"

Anger, revenge, disappointment. More than any of these vain emotions, I felt a sense of emptiness at his foolishness.

I felt sorry for the twisted ego of the guy, and I felt ashamed that he didn't recognize this even though he was my friend.

but.

still.

you.

I have to die.