Omniscient First-Person’s Viewpoint Chapter 76

EP.76 My heart

is pounding.

An unfamiliar sound echoes in the quiet room. It is a small and fragile beat that would be played by a newborn bird that cannot be heard even if you listen carefully.

The most primitive music of the heart.

The unique rhythm of a life with regular rhythm and unique variations that emanate from it.

In that rhyme, Tirkanjaka opened his eyes.

Tirkanjaka hurriedly got up like a child who had slept too long. Tirkanjaka, who had been staring blankly at the darkness, soon groped his body and face with a face of dismay.

“When did I… fall asleep?”

Apparently, I had my eyes open until halfway through. In front of me, I saw him sitting with his eyes closed. He must have been doing something, but Tyrkanjaka couldn’t quite figure out what he was doing from all his experience.

So Tyrkanjaka lay still and watched him.

Tyrkanjaka was used to waiting. Otherwise, it could not have lasted so long. There were times when I watched the flowing night sky all day for no reason, and when I felt like it, I would dig underground and fall asleep for about a hundred years.

There was nothing wrong with staring at people’s faces for only a few hours or days.

It wasn’t that boring to look at his face.

At one point, he, who had been sitting as if dead, moved. While Tirkanjaka was momentarily puzzled by the unexpected action, his hand slowly approached the card Tirkanjaka was holding.

His fingers touched the cards and Tirkanjaka’s body.

At that moment, Tyrkanjaka lost consciousness.

I don’t know how long I slept. What woke her was the regular beat of her heart felt inside her body.

It was unfamiliar like a wanderer who had returned home after a long time, but at some moment it was shaking as if it naturally melted into the landscape…

“Heart…?”

The moment he realized that, Tyrkanjaka hurriedly put his hands on his chest. She clasped her palms together and felt the beating in silence, and then she exclaimed in shock.

“Nonsense.”

The heart is beating. definitely without a doubt.

not even slow It is not as regular as a machine.

It was so natural that even Tirkanjaka didn’t notice it for a moment, and at the same time, it was a nostalgic trembling that evoked nostalgia for the distant past.

It is not a twinkle that rises for a moment and then fades like when electricity is sent to the heart. This was definitely her beating.

I have played in the past and will continue to do so in the future. Tyrkanjaka knew it by instinct.

“no way. You really did it… how the hell.”

Tyrkanjaka inspected his body. Having reached the extreme of blood manipulation and being able to control each and every blood in her body, she traced back, being careful not to damage her heart.

If I had been a normal person, I would never have noticed. However, Tyrkanjaka, who had been honing blood manipulation for 1200 years and used to control the blood outside the body, quickly found out what had happened.

And then I was overcome with doubt.

“Bloodblood…alcohol? How are you not even a vampire? I’ve only taught Shay…”

Hemorrhoids are not impossible if you want to learn them. Tirkanjaka in his lifetime had learned it on his own, and Shay had learned it quickly in a matter of weeks.

In terms of its roots, blood manipulation was a kind of qigong based on understanding.

However, no matter how much you learn blood manipulation, it is usually limited to controlling the blood in your body. Shay knew that, too, and focused on either stopping the blood loss or strengthening her body. Like Tyrkanjaka, it is close to impossible to extend the Blood Sculpture to another person’s body unless talent, chance, and experience unite and bloom.

However, he changed Tirkanjaka with Blood Sculpture. That too.

“The things I threw away… the things I threw away to survive in the past…”

The things she had to throw away just to survive a long time ago.

Things that have been pushed aside in memory and left unattended for eternity.

Things that have been so long that I forgot there was such a thing later.

All of that was contained in a single card in his chest. Like an old diary kept in a corner of a drawer, like a treasure chest buried deep in the ground with memories.

A distant nostalgia passed through Tyrkanjaka’s chest.

Tears came out.

This, too, is clearly something Tyrkanjaka has lost.

Shedding tears of joy and longing, Tirkanjaka repeated in a watery voice.

“Thank you. thank you so much. You really did it…”

Of course, there were many questions.

Why did he find out the memory of the body that had no choice but to forget such memories even himself.

How was it possible to engrave it into Tyrkanjaka by putting it on a single card?

How can I use the hemorrhoids that I didn’t even know about.

I was curious about everything… but that was secondary.

“thanks. I just want to talk about how I should repay this favor.”

churning tears. Putting the once-forgotten thing on her eyes, Tirkanjaka smiled brightly and said to him.

“I will give anything I can give. tell me.”

He hung his head as if he was tired and was dozing off.

I’d like to let her sleep like this, but she won’t sleep well here without a decent bed. Tyrkanjaka reached out to wake him up.

A hand touches his shoulder. In response, he raised his head. The unfocused eyes met Tyrkanjaka.

“…please.”

Tyrkanjaka waited for the words to come out of his mouth, willing to accept any request.

What he gave her was so precious.

“who are you?”

however.

A moment of affection.

The words that came out of his mouth made even Tyrkanjaka stunned.

Shay hadn’t slept well for days and was monitoring the underground armory.

It had already been three days since the instructor said he would perform a ritual with Tyrkanjaka. Since that day, that sturdy steel door has never been opened.

I couldn’t hear the slightest sound from inside, and I couldn’t see through because the inside was all steel. I just had to wait outside when the door would open.

‘What are you doing? Surely it’s not too harsh…?’

Shay shook her head.

It’s a good idea. In the first place, the vampire felt no desire other than vampirism or love for the bloodsucker, and he had never shown any suspicious attitude. That is the leap.

But to be honest, the instructor was also responsible for Shay’s increasing suspicion. What kind of ritual did he have to be so puzzling?

‘Cheet…! If you’re going to go for three days, at least give a more detailed explanation and go! I couldn’t even sleep properly because I was curious!’

By the time I was blaming him for nothing because I couldn’t relieve this stuffy mind.

“Woof woof!”

Aji came over with a ball in his mouth. While the regressor perched in the yard and watched the door, the bored Aji would take it as a precursor to play and would ask Shay to play ball.

Shay, who wanted to maintain a good relationship with Aji, responded whenever such a request came.

However, the process and result of playing were a bit different from what he usually did. Shay, holding the ball, raised the cherry tree with her other hand.

“The heavenly sword is a fair wind.”

“bruise?”

Before Aji had time to react, Shay swung the cherry blossom and sent the ball flying. The ball wrapped in wind flew all over the yard, rising or falling on its own.

It was time for Shay, who had been spared for a while, to stare at the closed door again.

Aji didn’t even think about chasing the ball, sat down and tapped Shay’s feet. Shay’s gaze turned back to Aji.

“Azi? why?”

Then Aji shouted with a dissatisfied face.

“bruise! you don’t play Only play!”

“uh?”

“Woof woof! Whoops! You’re not funny!”

“No no wait.”

It seems that the complaints have piled up and piled up. Aji, who used to play on his own and then sneak away, barked nonstop at Shay this time as if he was determined.

The king of dogs who is infinitely friendly to humans.

Faced with the king’s displeasure, Shay did not respond easily.

“No, I am. To make that a little easier.”

“Dog-goo-goo-goo-goo!”

Was it too easy to see that he was the human-friendly dog king?

It seemed that it was not supposed to be this way. Shay sighed and called in the ball. The ball flew through the air on the wind and was caught in Shay’s hand.

“okay. From now on, I will throw it with my hand instead of using the catch technique. Are you satisfied then?”

“Wow! no! Whoa!”

Aji gave a loud bark and jerked away from Shay. Rejected by the king of the good dog, Shay could only stare stupidly at his back.

Shay murmured as she tousled her hair.

“…Ugh. I do not know. How the hell did he get along with Aji?”

It’s hard to say this, but Shay was secretly hoping for him to come back. It was because there was no one else to solve the many questions that were scattered, and there was no one else to solve the immediate problem.

She’ll never admit it, but maybe she’s a little attached.

It was then. The door is open.