Seongyeon shook me and urged me.
“Oh okay, stop shaking it.”
I got a thumbs up.
yes you bastard I’m not doing this to get more sleep. We have no choice but to do it because of our beloved nephew’s wishes.
I stamped my forehead with my thumb.
“The Thumb of a Proliferating God.”
Flash!
The power was activated and a dazzling light gushed out.
Now, let’s leave Seong-yeon to Shin Lee and I’ll sleep some more.
“uncle! uncle! That’s not Uncle Kukkut!”
Seongyeon hurriedly slapped me in the face.
“evil! stop it!”
The moment I opened my eyes thinking, ‘What do you mean by not being Lee Shin?’, I saw red eyes glaring at me from the front.
He really isn’t this guy.
Standing instead was a young child who might be half his size.
“Who are you?”
Then the child’s black lips opened.
“Destruction!”
[ The Sole God of Destruction (2) ]
A sudden monster wave in Korea. Fortunately, the disaster, which may have caused numerous casualties, was canceled thanks to the active (?) of Steve Choi, a new rising hunter.
However, just as the monster wave that occurred in the United States came under the breath of Kang-shik and the beast of deception.
The monster wave that occurred in Korea was no coincidence.
Abandoned abandoned building in the suburbs.
There, like the infamous KKK (Secret Society of White Supremacy), there was a group of people wrapped in white masks and clothes.
What made them different from the KKK was that their clothes had the pattern of a ferociously-jawed dragon engraved on them.
It is the Nara Dragon, which was once called the despair of mankind, a cataclysm that threatened the world.
“Brothers!”
At the altar, there was a man dressed like them, but with a rosary tied around his neck that looked like a newborn baby’s skull.
he cried in a grievous voice.
“Before the meeting, I must tell you the sad news. A ritual we have been preparing for a long time has been disrupted by evil saboteurs.”
“Such blasphemous bastards!”
“Huh! Why don’t you accept your fate! Fallen mankind must be purified!”
“Who are they! pontiff! I will punish you with blood immediately!”
Shouts of madness and fury erupted from all sides.
said the priest.
“A pseudo monotheistic pseudo-god who dares to call himself a god, the cruel man who defeated John, the apostle of the God of Destruction, and our brother church, and slaughtered Gustaf, the holy beast! And Steve Choi, who thwarted our plan to offer a sacrifice to awaken Narak with a monster wave!”
As the priest beckoned, photos of Yoo Il-shin, wearing sweatpants and dragging slippers like a local idiot, and Steve Choi, a blonde bully who pursues women, were attached to the wall.
“They are our main enemies!”
bang! The priest inserted a dagger with a skull decoration on the handle into the picture of the two.
“Brothers of the Great Hell! Who will punish them?”
“pontiff! Leave it to me! I will punish them with a terrible divine punishment!”
“no! I! Please choose Nishimura, who was blessed with gluttony by Naraku! I will devour them, as well as all of my blood relatives who have even a drop of blood with them!”
“no! Give that heat-blessed Isaac a chance to burn them to death!”
After the priest did not hesitate, he looked at the brothers with a satisfied expression.
“How glad I am! The brothers gave their lives for a cause without regretting it! Surely our master, Narak, will be satisfied too!”
Through the holes in the priest’s mask, eyes like snakes shone.
He selected some of the applicants and bestowed blessings on them.
“Come on, brothers. Let’s pray for the brothers who gave for the cause. When the world is dyed in chaos, the sleeping Hell will show its greatness! At that time, the God of Destruction will descend and destroy this filthy world!”
At the priest’s cry, the fanatics who served the Narak dragon gathered there shouted in unison.
“I will destroy the filthy world!”
* * *
“Destroy…destroy.”
ha. Without realizing it, a sigh leaked out on its own.
“Hey, aren’t you really Shin?”
I asked if Lee Shin had gotten smaller in size. Then, as if he was in a bad mood, he slightly furrowed his brow and then shouted again like a parrot.
“Destruction!”
yes, no?
‘What’s the problem?’
Suddenly, I feel skeptical about the identity of a guy like me.
Following the evil god, now such a strange child pops up in the streets of destruction.
This is the result of a trick I tried to sleep for 30 minutes more in the morning.
Haha I’m going crazy and freaking out
On the other hand, Seongyeon was hiding behind me as if she was surprised at first, but now, as time has passed, she seems to have adapted to it and is now staring at the child right in front of her nose.
It seems to be my alter ego, but I was keeping an eye on it, wondering if it might be dangerous, but Seongyeon tilted her head and asked the younger alter ego.
“Uncle… is that right?”
At Seongyeon’s question, the little clone nodded.
“Destruction!”
“Wow! Cute!”
Uncle Nephew, your eyes are suspicious.
Are you cute? what is that?
Her white skin, as if powdered, deep dark circles like pandas, eerie glowing red eyes, and
black lips that look like they were smeared with ink.
Overall, it looks like the baby ghost Toshiro from the horror movie [Juon].
Scary in conclusion!
Suddenly, something like thunder rang out from somewhere.
I looked out the window to see if it was raining, but the sun was too bright and the grains of sand were sparkling.
Where the hell are you sounding from?
Kurleung! Kwak Kwak!
At that time, Seong-yeon looked at the belly of the little alter ego and shouted at me.
“uncle! Little Uncle must be hungry!”
“Destruction!”
Seeing the little alter ego nodded, my head began to throb.
* * *
There is an old saying that it is like trying to take off a lump and sticking it together.
That’s exactly how I feel right now.
Suddenly, I saw two children.
“Yes customer. Would you like to order?”
I spoke to the XDeria employee who had a capitalistic smile in contrast to me with a gloomy face.
“Haha, a shrimp burger set for two with a children’s burger set.”
After paying the bill, I received my food and returned to the table where the children (?) were waiting.
Seongyeon couldn’t take her eyes off Samsin, a small alter ego with a smile on her face and an expressionless face like a wax doll.
If you ask why it is a three-god, it is a three-god because it is the second ego.
There may be complaints about my naming sense, but simple names are best.
Even when working on a work, it seems like there are a lot of cases where the writer forgets the name of the character for no reason, and when the number of episodes piles up later.
In that respect, how easy to remember and familiar is the name Samsin!
Anyway, back to reality.
I asked Seongyeon, who couldn’t take her eyes off Samshin.
“Is it that good?”
“huh! Good little uncle!”
I can’t understand it at all
No matter how you look at it, Samsin looks like a baby ghost that has become an evil spirit.
Well, Seongyeon had once suddenly yelled at her sister for wanting to have an older brother.
I have a painful memory of getting rejected by Seongyeon who shouted, “Uncle is uncle, not brother!”
“Eat the little uncle hamburger! Drink!”
Samsin, who was staring at the hamburger Seongyeon gave him, sniffed for a moment before grabbing the hamburger.
“Destruction!”
Then he opened his mouth wide and shoved the whole unpeeled hamburger into his mouth.
gulp!
Looking at him destroying hamburgers in an instant, I want to be sure that this guy’s genre is horror.
“Little Uncle, would you like to eat this too?”
Seongyeon held out the hamburger he had barely taken a bite of.
Without hesitation, he snatched it up and shoved it back into his mouth.
gulp!
“Wow, little uncle, you must be very hungry!”
Then, I handed the hamburger in front of me to Samsin.
hey nephew that’s mine
“Destruction!”
gulp!
That’s how my hamburger was also destroyed.
Seongyeon opened her eyes wide and stabbed me in the side.
“Uncle Uncle. More burgers! Quickly!”
“Ouch, okay. stop stabbing! You bastard!”
I couldn’t resist Seongyeon’s urging and ordered a hamburger again.
And I saw
Pouring water into a bottomless dock, not pouring a hamburger.
There is a saying ‘Ham’s best’.
That is, how many burgers can you eat?
Samsin, who is swallowing hamburgers like a vacuum cleaner, has eaten at least thirty hamburgers so far.
‘This monstrous bastard!’
I felt a different kind of sense of danger from Samshin.
I felt like I was going to go bankrupt trying to feed this guy.
“Little Uncle. If you just eat it, you’ll get rid of it. You have to peel it and eat it. Come on, follow me.”
If there was any consolation, it was that Seong-yeon really liked Sam-sin, so the two of them seemed to be having a good time.
‘good. Shall we try some of the manuscripts that have been pushed back in this gap?’
I took my laptop out of my bag.
Originally, manuscripts should be written whenever there is time.
How to collect the dust and gather the manuscripts written in such a small amount of time like a mountain to create a wonderful manuscript.
I have to somehow complete and send a few episodes before the person in charge, who must have been blinded by the two-month hiatus, comes to every corner of the house.
If you ask me why I’m doing a hunter job or a manuscript that doesn’t make money, I’m actually not sure.
Loyalty with the guy in charge who took care of me from a young age? Or is it a minimal courtesy to the readers who have looked at my writing in the meantime? Or is it a sense of duty as a writer?
It seems to be a mixture of many complex reasons, but one thing is certain, if there is someone who is happy to see my story.
I’m sure it’s worth writing about right now.
It’s a bit strange.
tadak. Tadadak.
It was when I started tapping the keyboard.
stare
I felt red eyes.
He was a threesome guy. Aren’t you looking at my laptop with longing eyes?
Even if it’s a bit small, it might be possible if it’s my alter ego.
“why? Would you like to write a manuscript?”
Nod.
Samshin nodded.
Samshin’s age appears to be about ten years old.
You may wonder why you would entrust a manuscript to a 10-year-old, but in fact, I also started writing when I was about 10 years old.
Ah, at that time, he was called a real genius, and the person in charge also had high expectations.
Now I wonder why it has become this way, I feel a little sad.
Still, what if the three gods look the same age as me when I was called a genius?
“good. You shouldn’t break it instead.”
I handed the laptop to him with anticipation.
flash!
Samsin’s eyes lit up as he picked up the laptop, and his little fingers started typing at breakneck speed.
Tadadak! Tadadadak! Ride on!
“Oh oh! fast!”
I was amazed to see it.
It was a tremendous typing speed that seemed to be at least 10 times mine.
‘This guy! As expected, my alter ego is right!’
I could buy you a hundred hamburgers if you could do the manuscript for me!
Cheer up, our three gods!
Samshin, who had been typing hard for about 10 minutes, held out his laptop to me with an expressionless face.
“Oh, are you done already? Let’s see.”
With a pounding heart, I looked at the laptop screen Samsin handed me.
Indeed, the screen was filled with letters, as if typing at a tremendous speed was worthwhile.
Yes, I did, but
… [Destroy. ] There was only one word: destruction
.
It is also written in red letters.
My head hurt like it had been hit with a hammer.
“Destruction!”
Samsin crossed his arms and looked up at me with a questioning expression.
Yes, I knew full well that you were useless!
