Clearing the Game at the End of the World Chapter 522

Chapter. 24. The Greatest Creditor (12)

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Tung –

The body thrown into the vast space was approaching the satellite rain at high speed. Now that you have come inside from the orbiting space base, you will be constantly accelerating as you are caught by the Earth’s gravity. Even if there is no destruction that Gedroitz has specially prepared, I am already dead.

No, there was no hope when the cure was first inserted into the body.

‘The Mad Scientist Gedreutz’s masterpiece, a successful work that is the only type 3 variant that appears in a form that fulfills its original function among the variant viruses that require a very strong mental quirk, is hard and strong, and survives and adapts even in outer space. This is because the ‘unrivaled and strong body in human history’

is returning to ‘the body of just a human, Professor Park.’ Perhaps sooner or later, it will swell up due to the pressure difference and become a frozen corpse.

“Hmm. Ah, mic test. Microphone test. “One two one two.”

This was the moment I chose it because I thought it was a profitable business even after taking all that into consideration. When I looked at the profits and losses, I realized that there was almost no money left.

There were just two things needed. One is an unfortunate body who was dying at the time and, even if he survives, faces the duty/horrible torture/ of learning all the history and knowledge on Earth alone for the next 70 years. Oh my god, I’d rather die.

“Hi guys. And my loved ones.”

“It may seem a little strange, but he is Professor Park.”

And the other thing is a few words that will be transmitted to the earth through radio waves.

What you get in return is ‘immortality’, so this is as good as nothing.

“Well, thanks to the kind Gedroits, everyone knows what’s going on. “As you can see, the chunks of metal behind me are the satellites that Gedreutz mentioned, and they are currently heading towards Earth at an incredible speed.”

“It means we are all going to die.”

There was a pause. What are people on earth thinking right now? Are the Dome’s soldiers still pulling out half-dead people from the pits of shelling? Are citizens pedaling to light up a city with a power outage? Will the doctor perform the patient’s surgery or administer enough hallucinogens until this is all over?

“But what would you do for me if I let you live?”

Even if you save them, nothing will change. If the survivors of the wasteland who have already walked on the edge of the knife for a long time finally get tired and choose to come down from it. So what should I do if my death disappears without any meaning?

The me in the camera asked me in a distorted, playful and bold way. Behind the giggling face, a broken foot, starting from the ankle, was flowing towards the corner of the screen.

‘Immortality’ is a plan born from the delusion of a person facing death.

“That’s right. The world runs on give and take, and that doesn’t change even when the world is about to collapse. “I thought I should get something for my life.”

“You guys need to lighten my load.”

The fingers scatter and half of the field of vision disappears with a snapping sound.

“Should I start with my family first? To start with the obvious, all of my property should be transferred to Miss Dana Elisha Hyacinth. I’ve seen the deceased’s property secretly disappear into chaos several times. “Enrich my life with my wealth, a penthouse in the largest building in the city, a black card with no limit, things like that.”

I hope there remains a building large enough to house a penthouse. I hope the economy will recover enough to use cards instead of cash. I hope that order can be restored to the point where what the dead left behind is not looted.

“Cynthia Barbatos My late friend’s daughter and now my foster daughter will start middle school next spring. They said the child is very interested in political power. You know what I mean? At the entrance ceremony, they inspected the school and fired some gun salutes. Of course, I went to high school and college as a scholarship student. If the child wants to, just prepare a spot at the top. President Young, this is your job.”

education. I wish we could return to a society that teaches math and literature rather than shooting and knotting. I wish the military could load blank ammunition rather than live ammunition. I would also like to see the restoration of a normal form of politics rather than the current dictatorship driven by necessity.

“And again… Ah! Metal! Make a statue of that guy! “It’s 30 meters tall, just like the Jesus statue in Rio de Janeiro!”

I wish we could live in a world where we can afford to honor the dead.

“My child, who will be born in 9 months, should be fed only organic food!”

I wish there was a future where we could eat fresh food instead of canned food in a bomb shelter.

“Retire Old Man Woojin!”

I wish people who were tired of the world could rest to their heart’s content.

I wish I could do it.

I wish it would come true.

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I looked as happy as a child as I laid out my demands one by one. These are all things I wanted to do in my life. This means that I am now handing over all of my life goals to survivors around the world, pledging their lives as collateral. How could it not be fun?

“And what was there…”

As I talked so excitedly, before I knew it, all the things I wanted to achieve in life had disappeared. The mutant’s strong body and my remaining lifespan. They all crumbled and were left like tails where I passed by.

“….okay. “There’s one last thing I want.”

I could feel the warmth in my frozen body. It wasn’t a miraculous recovery, but he got close enough to the satellite to feel the heat.

“I want you to remember me.”

The last burden I handed over to the world was myself.

“Please do not forget that my death at this moment is for you.”

“Just as I have carried the names of my father, mother, and my dead colleagues throughout my life, I hope that you too will carry the name of me who gave everything for you.”

“I hope my name will tie your lives to this stormy world just as their names bound me to this world.”

What I have lived with. My burden that has been pressing down on my chest and causing me pain my whole life since I was seventeen, but has supported me so that I don’t fall under its weight. I will set the price of my life on you.

It won’t be as painful as it was for me. I had to carry it alone, but you, everyone in sight and ear, will be sharing the burden.

Everyone who survived and who will live on that land owes me a debt! My name will soon become something you all have in common, and you will be able to happily talk about my name with people you meet for the first time.

“Don’t feel burdened. Because that’s what life debt is all about. “It is a debt I will have to carry for the rest of my life until the moment that name is forgotten.”

“That’s how you live. Carrying my name. Children are no exception. Because you owe me everything, including the 70 years of Earth’s recovery that Gedreuts mentioned, and the growth time of humanity that had to start again from zero. “At least my grandchildren’s grandchildren will be able to remember my story by heart!”

“You can do it, right? “I’ll stop here, but you can go further, right?”

I let go of the camera when I saw the screen distorted by the electromagnet. My image captured in the camera was moving away among the falling artificial stars, with earnest eyes directed at the people beyond the camera.

“…You asked a pointless question. You can do it. Of course you can do it.”

The eagerness turned into a grin and a polite chuckle.

“I am a human being created in the image of you who saw you, endured you, and survived.”

“What is possible for me cannot be impossible for you. is not it?”

thud. The body, with only the head and arms remaining, touched the electromagnet. I don’t know what percentage of the mutant remains in my body, but they have succeeded in keeping me alive up to this point.

The requirements are over. I conveyed everything I had to say, sparing my last breath.

Now all that’s left is proof. Proof of how great the sacrificed before you are, how far those who created them can do, and what they shouldered.

“….It is the largest meteor shower in Earth’s history. Even if you each make one wish, there will still be more, so make a wish, friends. “Please save me.”

The vestigial hand held the electromagnet pole and the other hand pointed towards my heart.

“I will listen.”

So goodbye. friends. Loved ones.

“Last Spell.”

Push!

Ah, mother. Father Otman Aldrich.

I really wanted to try this.

The bony fingers pierced the chest with ease and reached the heart.

The final words of a wizard who has chased the impossible all his life are spoken.

‘What will you dream of when you reach your end?’

Thought. What constitutes the body of a ‘variant virus’, the principles of which even Gedreutz himself has not been able to identify?

Some made bodies out of the corpses lying around, some made entire bodies from stakes, others were shaped like metallic inorganic objects like swords, and some were as huge as mountains.

It was not limited by its form as a living creature. Matter is probably what is around the starting point at the moment of change. Whatever it is becomes the material.

What takes shape is the memory that the virus arrived at at the last moment. It’s all that determines whether you become a pile of bones or a walking mountain.

It is the only thing that has emerged from the body of a living person and will contain my last imagination.

Isn’t making imagination come true the realm of magic?

Even its creator, who has gone far beyond the present era, has not been identified by science. The human race that will survive from today will see this as a virus, roaming around inside the body, causing no harm to the body, and exerting mysterious power by specific triggers. It is possible that it diverged from somewhere in our past and has come back after a very long journey. Until it was identified in the name of science.

At this moment, the extraordinary phenomenon that saved the lives of all mankind will be recorded as ‘magic.’

[World my world]

World, my world.

“According to a long… tradition.”

“Be in debt.”

May it last forever with the name I carry on my back.

That was the end.

The last thing I saw, as if all my memories were being sucked out and compressed, was a blue star beneath my feet.

My hometown, immersed in the darkness of the night and embroidered with blazing electric lights.

Even though I had climbed this high, my sky was still there.

A land where people embroidered like stars live in a dark world.

My painfully brilliant world.

Please forgive me for leaving alone.

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Knock.

Knock.

Again.

The sound of water falling regularly.

A large space where sound resonates.

A somewhat familiar comfort.

“hmm?”

Just white.

I don’t know if I opened my eyes or came to my senses, but the moment I recognized it, what unfolded before my eyes was an endless white space. White. Not black.

“…It’s a little different than usual.”

My mind was unclear as if I was dreaming. I had no idea what I was doing or how I ended up here.

[Hey.]

“….Hey.”

I remembered the old gray sofa and the big guy scratching his stomach on it.

“Get out of the way, dude. “Please sit down.”

[It’s too cramped for me to sleep alone.]

“Then just turn it off.”

[Tsk.]

With the sound of a wolf-like muzzle clicking its tongue, Hyde, who had been lying down, sat up.

Pukseok-

“Ahh, this is it. This texture, this dust, this musty smell. “That’s awesome.”

[Yeah, it was awesome. It ended very quickly. Why are you here already? I told you to come back later.]

“Then why are you still waiting? “He should have gone a long way already.”

[I wasn’t waiting. I was going to take my time after resting for a while, but then you came.]

“Oh my gosh.”

[Tsk.]

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[okay. Did you see the end this time?]

“…Oh, that’s the way it is.”

[If that’s the case, then that’s the case. What does that mean?]

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Click, click!

Huuu-

[Give me a hit too.]

“You? Have you ever smoked?”

[I smoked 60 years longer than you. If it were dried mushrooms from the Corrid fortress city, I would have to pay more to get them and open them.]

“Wow. Hey, I’ll give you a whole pack of these. “You do your best.”

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[No, it’s not a particularly important question…]

[….So, are you really satisfied now?]

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[Funny kid.]

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