Chapter 85 - 85 "Apocalypse: Death"

[Ding, Moussaka gave you a candy]

what?

He hit his forehead when the system clicked on the notification.

Oh right! At that moment, he had heard something like 'Live broadcast is on'. Although he forgot, everything must have been seen by the audience now.

Nervously, he opened the live broadcast area.

It would not be absurd to say that his life depends on this work. Therefore, even he would have a sense of tension.

[Nut: Wow, a new publisher has started]

[Hazelnut: If I don't check it out!]

[Breakthrough: After reading the introduction, I had a feeling we were going to swear excessively. This is the first time I will see such a publisher]

[Altinpopo: I was excited for some reason. Finally! I'll be glad to see a tormented character, not a tortured character!]

[Tiramisu: I'm undecided...]

[Ruined: A minute's silence for the main characters. This time the villain must be at demon level]

[Nuts: @Ruined I don't think so bea. All the celebrities have been cut off as good angels. We're bored now, I think it's time someone messed up!]

[Altınpopo: @Fındık I agree!]

[Tiramisu: isn't the gender of the streamer female, why is it showing a male?]

[Altinpopo: @Tiramisu Never mind! Handsome people are always good b(~_^)d ]

[Nut: Ah, there's something strange about him.]

[Nut: Passed out...]

[Yıkık: Well, I guess the gender part was wrong. I'll report it.]

[Tiramisu: Hey, it's being kidnapped by a passerby!]

[Nuts: Pathetic]

Yun was a little taken aback. As a beginner, he had made the mistake of thinking that he would be quiet for a while.

Started reading other comments.

[Parent: Ow, the girl is beautiful. I guess everyone in this world is beautiful?]

[Hazelnut: Ah, what the fuck is the girl riding on?]

[Parent of Money: Ah! This means of transport is very bulky and seems unable to fly. What is this, prehistoric times?]

Yun was speechless, the shouting suppressed his honesty. The girl in question was Limma, and this was the conversation that took place as we carried her to the car.

Limma is now richer than him as a good doctor. The so-called jalopy, Lord Mustang Mach 1. One of the few cars currently sold.

The kind that you can't easily buy even if you have money.

And now...

It was trash in the eyes of someone else...

He was silent.

[Nut: He's awake. Guess they're familiar with the girl]

...

[Nuts: Seriously pathetic. Being tested with his fiction ajabjahAjabjahsha don't laugh so openly!

[Mousaka: Villain is pathetic. Anyway, there's nothing that can't be fixed with sugar]

- Ding, Moussaka gave you a candy -

Yun:...

[Candy: 5 points]

It feels unreal.

People from another planet are watching and commenting on his life. A kind of...

Aliens?

Yes, it's like communicating with aliens right now.

***

19 July.

Leaving Limma's house that day, Yun advanced with a light gait.

A light breeze hit his face as the birds in the trees sang.

It was summer, the wind should not blow. But he loves the wind and has power. Why be deprived of it?

He walked briskly.

This conversation with Limma shook her, forcing her to face reality. Real life did not follow the plans written on paper or the steps on the chessboard.

He bit his lips, and scraps of peeling skin fell to the floor.

Drops of blood flowed from the lips.

It stings.

Was he nauseous, from not eating or from stress?

"Ugh-" His head was spinning.

The sun's soft heartwarming rays did not reach that ice cellar.

Losing his balance, he leaned against the tree, and from his hand, the tree began to be surrounded by ice crystals.

His eyes trembled, and he quickly withdrew his hand.

His hands are shaking.

He bit his lips even harder, did the Law notice him?

It's like crushing under pressure.

Oppression...

His head and shoulders drooped, and he slumped against the tree.

His gaze wandered, looking at his hands. Shackles...

dream?

It's like he has a pale shackle on his wrists.

He extended his hand.

No.

This is not real.

He pulled his knees up and buried his head. His eyes shone palely.

He was mumbling.

"Well, well, well..."

"You forced me."

"Really..."

He shouldn't.

He slowly straightened up.

Those eyes are still bright and sharp.

"Be bad..."

The system's first request from him.

The truth is emphasized in the script.

The situation of the woman who is the representative of that company...

The description, his description as a publisher...

- About being bad.

He's going to eat his head.

A hand clung to his leg. He was violently shaken when he took his gaze away.

The people he killed...

His breathing quickened, he wanted to push the arms coming out of the underground. No, they're all as tight as iron.

They wanted to drag him to hell by holding him hard.

His body was crushing.

[Error]

"S-System?" He lifted his gaze.

-tuk-

Something dripped onto his face. He wiped it with his hand.

-Blood.

The sky darkened, and the rain of blood poured in.

The sun started to rise and set back like an apocalypse. The sinister red moon was already at its peak.

The trend has changed.

The moon should not rise now.

Not now...

He changed.

Its existence destroyed all fiction.

His indifference dragged everyone into this situation with him.

- You must be bad.

Bad.

He was warned over and over again.

So why is what will happen 3 years from now happening now?

The moon and blood moon are in the same orbit.

It gained momentum as they rapidly approached each other. As the power of the clash shook even the world, there was an air of terror.

He took off as his body was cut off the ground.

He wanted to pull her to the ground as the iron hands holding her body tensed even more.

It hurts.

The last hand reached the neck as all hands gripped the body.

Doomsday is fast approaching.

As the shattered celestial bodies cameEartharth, they started the meteor shower. The blood of birds shot in the air...

No.

Human blood spilled from the plane into the air.

Meaningless.

Illogical.

But it's true.

He brought the end here.

Tears welled up in her eyes as the last hand gripped her throat hard.

"Mother..." a weak cry.

They are forcing him.

An obvious threat.

"Father..."

The sound got even more muted.

"My brothers..."

The sound became lifeless as his eyes grew pale.

[Time Check x1]

[Using Time Voucher]

[Time Check x 0]

[Storage: Empty.]

[Resurrection, started...time, rewinding, check, engaged...death detected, resurrection failed...]

[Dididid-]

[-The spirit you made a deal with is gone-]

-To be continued-