Chapter 181

Episode 181

“Forget everything about the world and

be happy together...no, with Lily.”

I wanted to save him. I hoped he wouldn't suffer. He realized

that his actions, hoping that he would remain a ‘hero' by the side of the man he loved and supported his ideals,

had ultimately put him in this hell.

Decisions to change the world for the better.

The International Players' Union and the Player Weaponization Convention were no longer good.

Because no decision can change the world for the better, and it only taught me the painful lesson that the world will not change.

Maria raised her head.

A broken hero sat on a throne, with another monarch guarding his side.

The lord of the game and a saint of despair.

I finally understood.

She was her future right here.

And at this moment, that future has arrived.

All the warnings she had told me came true, and all the resolve and oaths I had shown before her were shattered.

There is nothing that can be changed in this great destiny.

Therefore, there was only one answer that Maria gave.

“...Please, Yoosung.”

Please don't be a hero and just stay by my side.

Maria spoke and a brief silence fell.

“The hero...

After a moment of silence, the star who sat on the throne of the overlord answered.

“I wanted to be.”

It was a very bitter voice.

“But when I touched the twinkling star, I realized that it did not shine as bright as I thought...”

continued the Lord of Heroes.

“I just realize that those who achieved their dreams before me and became heroes were right.”

It wasn't worth it.

As the Jester Lord and Broken Hero said, as the Game Lord and Despair Saint said, they were right.

“The dream I had that day was ultimately nothing more than the reckless decision of a child who had no idea about reality, and this is the end.”

Bitter self-deprecation flowed out. I was able to understand after hearing those words.

For nearly five years since that day, he had been carrying the pain alone that Maria did not know about.

As the lord of heroes and the god of artificial intelligence, who protects the world endlessly right here.

“Why...

That’s why Maria answered.

“Why didn’t you tell me that sooner?”

“...Because I didn’t want to give up.”

At this very moment, the cracks I had been holding in were cracking open and on the verge of breaking apart.

He was enduring it alone.

“Why?”

Maria asked back, and the Lord of Heroes did not answer.

“Because we were there.”]

Instead, another ‘desperate saint’ and the lord of the game who stood by his side answered.

Why do you give up on being a hero?

Yoosung wanted to be a hero from the beginning.

The conversation the young saint had with the despairing saint five years ago that day.

“Unable to understand the despair we will experience in the future, we have no doubt that we are stars... Because you were the one who believed in and supported us as heroes until the end.”] We are by no means stars

.

You will not understand my despair, young and immature saint.

But one day you will understand.

Jun-gyeol does not give up on his dream of becoming a hero and supports his determination to become a hero.

“From now on, my shadows will prepare trials for humans on my behalf.”

The Lord of Heroes spoke calmly, as if looking at himself in a mirror.

“So that they can realize their foolishness.”

That was a decision filled with malice made by a broken hero and lord of heroes.

And in the world of humans, there are no more heroes to fight for them.

Because the hero was broken and the saint was in despair.

There was only the Demon King.

Maria couldn't say anything.

Because she is a saint who has thrown off the bonds of humanity and despaired, and has also been reborn as the ‘Lord of the Game’.

“Is it too... too late?”

Yooseong fell silent at Maria’s words.

“It’s all... my fault.”

What the Lord of Games said was right. And now, Maria, who had been reborn as the ‘lord of the game' by repeating the same foolishness, sneered in despair that was constricting her neck.

“Please... get ready for the next game.”

The Overlord spoke to the mocking Lord of the Game.

Next game.

And as the lord of the game, she had a duty to manage and control the game.

As we have done so far, we will continue to do so in the future.

“What are you... going to do from now on?”

At those words, the Lord of the Game asked quietly.

“I’d like to... rest a little.”

The tired and broken hero answered. I rested my chin on the throne and closed my eyes.

“is it so.”

At those words, the Lord of the Game smiled sadly.

The sight of him with his eyes closed, as if tired, was that of a man whom Maria knew well and loved.

And the man has just fallen asleep.

“Sleep well, Yoosung.”

That's why Maria whispered in a sweet voice.

Once upon a time there were two lovers named Hero and Saint.

At the highest point in the universe, the two most powerful transcendents reigned supreme on the throne, taking possession of all the stars shining in the night sky.

Two men and women who will be crushed and crushed to death in the gigantic gears of fate, leaving no shape behind.

When the King of Heroes appeared again in the human world, he was not even a hero who did not love humans.

A true monster born after being betrayed by humans, disappointed by them, and endless despair and frustration.

One game ended and the next game came.

《The End of Peace).

A cruel ordeal that humanity cannot bear °1 came before them.

Everything was the same as then.

Just as one day, the world suddenly became a game and an ordeal that humans could not handle came upon them!

Humans did not have the strength to endure that ordeal.

That's why humans longed for heroes.

Superhumans who were created to bear trials on their behalf that they could not bear.

At the same time, a victim who is deprived of his life and has no choice but to sacrifice everything for humans until the very end.

However, there were no more heroes or saints left to fight for humans.

The prayers did not reach and the hero did not appear.

Only the devil existed.

The man was dreaming.

In the dream, the man was crossing a barren desert.

And then a gunshot rang out from a distance behind me.

A silhouette followed closely behind the man and pulled the trigger of a .45 caliber revolver.

He was a ‘Gunslinger'.

As the man dressed in black fled across the desert, the gunman gave chase.

The man in black fled across the desert and the gunslinger followed.