《Above Your Head》Vol 2. Chapter 116: The Salvation of God (53)
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In the Unique World, Dae-ha looked down at the young boy who flew back with the black sword that stabbed him in the chest. He casually said, "It's just a fragment anyway. It's not worth paying attention to."
The speed at which the boy once again stabbed the sword was like a flash of light, but Dae-ha's voice rang out first. It was a Speech that transcended cause and effect. "Die."
Thud. Shriekkk… The young boy who was running collapsed and slid on the floor, just like that.
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Dae-ha? Ares couldn't get his act together, because unconditional favor and affection were rising from the depths of his heart.
"There's nothing to worry about."
B-But.
"The stage was cleared, so announce that the emergency situation is over and move as we've prepared."
Understood, Captain-nim. As per your orders.
Genie?! Ares called for her in bewilderment, but Genie did not pay him any heed and started to move according to Dae-ha's orders.
Wiiiiiingggg---!! Ares' Iron Heart rotated violently and emitted a powerful soul power. Ares thought, 'Something's different about the current Dae-ha! I have to check it out!!' A powerful wave of spiritual power burst out of him, who had a huge body around 30-meters tall, and a fighting energy that could pressure the surrounding space itself was released.
However, Dae-ha laughed instead of being surprised or frightened. "You… You're quite loyal. That's kind of you."
W-What bullshit. What bullshit are you talking...!! Ares growled. He couldn't help but do so. Dae-ha’s simple, and even sarcastic, compliment filled his head with joy. His heart was overflowing, and ridiculously enough, he was moved to tears. Ares gritted his teeth further and forced himself to have enmity in order to calm the intense emotions.
Meanwhile, on Earth, Juan looked at Dae-ha with a blank look on his face. "You..."
Dae-ha looked back at Juan and said, "I remember… Yes, I wasn't the only one who fell on this planet. There was also the guy referred to as Struggle who would do anything to save Project End somehow. A freak who named himself regardless of the setting... It looked like it was on the verge of extinction, but somehow it left something behind."
"You... What the hell..." Juan had the ability to see the flow. The flow of cause and effect, the flow of faith, and even the flow of Karma and destiny. It was the ability to see the world's most fundamental flow, so it was in some ways a higher-ranking ability as compared to All-Knowing and Foresight. This was especially true, since flow was the kind of thing that even transcendents couldn't escape from.
With this ability, Juan realized it as soon as Dae-ha's other persona decided to drop a nuclear bomb on Earth. He was then able to take advantage of people's good Karma and bad Karma, which led to him converting truth and honor into one power.
And in his eyes, Dae-ha looked like a huge typhoon. "This, this doesn't make sense." He could see such a huge flow that, even if the flow of billions of humanity were gathered, it would only be seen as a grain of dust. The flow was so strong that, even if the direction it was targeted towards were done well, albeit slightly, it could sweep up the entire universe.
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"What should I do with you?" Dae-ha looked at Juan and was lost in thought. These bastards ruined everything. When he met the child who came to find him before, he knew that his life's purpose was almost completed. With a little time and opportunity, he believed that the seeds he planted would sprout and blossom splendidly. However, what was this? These idiots, who were neither the Ruler of a Realm nor an Outer God, made a mess of things.
"I shouldn't have awakened like this..." Dae-ha lamented. Most of the First-Tier Gods, who were able to freely move about, went outside of the world. The Great Universe was nothing short of an ownerless mountain. However, the current him was in such a weakened state that it would be dangerous if the Noblesse and Elohim flocked to him. It was only natural as he had yet to recover from the damages after being killed by the Martial God.
For Dae-ha, it was necessary to prepare for the next plan after dealing with the current situation using all his might to a certain extent first. He said, "I speak in the name of the one who defies Karma. O Child, named after the God of Light, present yourself here with my Divine Spirit."
Whoooong---!!! The world shook just from the spoken words. Juan, who was facing it, shrank as he was startled out of his wits. However, nothing was happening.
"...?" Dae-ha, no, Dae-ha's biological father, Dekarma, who appeared in his image, had doubts in his expression. He confirmed that the Decree of God activated properly, but the Absolute Right of Command could not activate… However, his face brightened up as soon as he grasped what was going on.
"Kwan Dae-ha! You're still alive! That's right, even if you died, you really withered away so terribly!"
"Wait! You, what are you talking about right now..."
"Ah, you're still here huh? You." Dekarma pointed to Juan. "Separate him from all the Divine Spirit."
"What do you mean by-... Keuk! Kuwarghhhhhh!!!" There were three huge lines drawn on Juan's body. The Line of Justice was severed. The Line of Truth was severed. The Line of Honor was severed.
Juan created the Three Gods that possessed the power equivalent to an Intermediate-rank God, but it did not mean that he truly created three Intermediate-rank transcendents. They were part of Juan even if they appeared to be independent. If it was to be compared to humans, the Three Gods would be existences that were equivalent to his limbs. And now, that connection was severed. There was no way it wouldn't hurt as it was basically like a human who got their limbs cut off while being alive. And as of this moment, the Three Gods would be independent beings.
Whooooooong!! Then, the Divine Spirit that Juan had stolen from Dae-ha was also severed and returned to its original owner. Dae-ha's body, which was a pale corpse, began to luster in red. Then, Dekarma placed his hands on Dae-ha's head. "Let's see..." His eyes were closed before fluttering open again. "Found it."
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"This...!" Beyond the peephole, a giant eye appeared. The size and pressure that was emitted by the eye was so great that facing it itself caused me to lose strength in my legs.
Dae-ha, open the door.
"No, I don't want to." That was all I could say, like a moron. No, it was not like a moron. I was proud of myself for being able to reject the majestic words.
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Hmm. Is that so?
After the voice that reverberated through the world disappeared, everywhere became quiet again. I stepped back for a moment and looked out again through the peephole. Before I knew it, the huge eye had disappeared and the scholarly man I saw from before was standing there. 'That guy is Dekarma...!'
A man who was once greater than an Absolute God was looking at me from beyond the peephole. I had a feeling that he clearly perceived me even though he should not have been able to see me according to the structure of the peephole.
"I wasn’t this wary before... I see. I saw how you dealt with that failure. I'm talking about you pulling out the heart of the little boy who was crying while calling for his dad."
As I answered him sharply, he laughed, "Hahaha, there's nothing to worry about. You're not the same as that failure. You're my child. You will inherit everything that is mine and become an existence that can change the laws of the universe." A caring tone and a soothing voice.
However, I shook my head. 'Bullshit.' He was confused between 'me' and the real me. However, after coming this far, he said things were different because that previous child was a failure and I was a success now? Even if that was true, it was dangerous.
"Go back, please. You can just go to a place with a lot of books, right?"
"I can't do that. I already came out." He said so, then approached and grabbed the door. Rattle! Needless to say, it did not open. However, he did not panic and raised his finger.
Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! Come to think of it, a door lock was installed on the door because I imagined an apartment door for the purpose of creating the peephole. Of course, the password was set randomly.
Beep beep beep~♪
"This crazy-...?!" I panicked, wondering how he even knew the password. I was startled as the door was about to open, so I changed the shape of the door.
Rattle!
"Huff… Huff…" My heart was thumping as I was shocked out of my wits.
Clang clack!
"What?!" When Dekarma roughly touched the door again, ridiculously enough, the locking device was released. In a fright, I changed the form of the door again. It was now a huge iron door. There were dozens of locks on it.
Clang clack! Clink clack! Clang clack! Clink clack!
"No, what the hell?!" I changed the shape of the door again, but Dekarma simply opened it up again. I changed it again and again. Yet, Dekarma opened it again, just like that.
As the process repeated a few times, the gentle man's expression harshened. I could hear his right hand moving.
Boom!!!
"What!" I jumped up in surprise, but I did not distance myself away from the door. This was because I knew that if I lost my concentration even for a moment, he would open the door and come in.
"Phew, it seems I have no choice." Dekarma sighed. As I looked outside through the peephole, I could see him groping his neck. "Hmm?" Then his expression changed.
Noticing what he was looking for, I reached out and grabbed the key hanging around my neck. 'Fortunately, this is in my hands. But...at this rate, all I can do is stall for time.' If the key which could lift all restrictions were to be in his hands, something like the door I created with my mental image would have opened at once and could never be closed again. However, this Transcendence Weapon was a key, and not a lock. It was fortunate that it was not in his hands, but there was no way I could use it right now.
"Ah." As I was constantly changing the shape of the door, I soon realized that what I had was not just a key. As I searched my pockets, white marbles appeared. "No… How can an object also enter the parallel world?" The same applied to the key, and now that the marbles were also like that, I couldn't even begin to fathom through what process the keys and marbles were made.
Clang clack! Bang! When I changed the shape of the door once again, Dekarma kicked the door once as if he had a tantrum. He only kicked the door, but I had difficulty breathing, so I did not think I would last long if it continued like this.
"Hawa, you didn't help me when I died, huh."
Schlooook! I inserted the key into the smooth surface of the marble. "Therefore, aren't you just breaking the promise?!" Then, the marble opened.
Clang clack! Pushakkk!!! As the marble burst open, an enormous amount of information burst forth and enveloped everywhere. It was so compressed that just glimpsing at it caused my eyes to hurt. It was as if my eyes were splitting.
Poooof! Dekarma, who was trying to open the door, disappeared. And the sight I saw after was the real world.
Woooooonggg--! The information that burst out merged into one and soon turned into the appearance of a human over 170 centimeters tall and with a sensual figure. She was a beautiful woman of splendid impression with waist-length black hair.
After seeing that, Dekarma's face distorted grimly. "Magic Imperial Princess! How dare you, an agent of the Flame Dragon, come here?"
Whoooosh---!! Spiritual energy was swelling up.
"I speak in the name of the one who defies Karma. You!" Dekarma ordered, "Die!"
Kwareureukkk! In an instant, a thunderstorm-like sound was heard. No, it wasn't a thunderstorm-like sound, because it really did thunder.
Pooof! The man holding the woman, who was standing blankly, secured some distance from Dekarma. He sighed. "Agh, I was supposed to observe a little longer, but why is Han Seok-gu this bastard jumping out here? Thanks to that, I'm going to have to fight an Untouchable."
Yellowish-green long hair fluttered as if in the wind. Leather armor that was tight-fitted, revealing a sturdy body. A leather coat was dressed over the armor, as well as the claymore strapped on the back… I felt my thoughts freezing at the sight of that. "Huh?"
Wiiiiing! A huge sword appeared in the air before soon separating into four swords. They began spinning around him. Behind his back, unidentifiable silhouettes began to flicker around, and a creepy-looking eye opened in his shadow. Tatak! The space behind his back split apart and a white dragon appeared. There was a huge amount of spark splattering from the dragon's whole body.
The man said, "Quickly get up, you idiot. Dekarma, hey Dekarma!"
"Ughhh... Hehe, Million. Are you here to save me?"
Even with the sweet breathing of the beauty, the man was irritated. "I said, get up!"
I groaned as I witnessed that sight. "Dad…?"
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