However, the condition of ‘sleep’ was a problem itself.
‘Will she never wake up again’
But, that wasn’t the end.
The witch of the past will eventually die and become the witch of the future. Then she’ll seek for the witch of the past to regain her body. And the witch of the past will become the witch of the future in due time after she dies while running away all her life.
It will be repeated countless times.
That is the never-ending end of this world.
Death is not a way out.
There was no way for the Yekaterina to get out of here.
“…..is that true?”
Yekaterina asked me with trembling eyes. She was frightened, She couldn’t believe that that terrible and frightening monster would be her future. Her body was shaking like a leaf blown by the wind, she looked very pitiful.
I haven’t hunted the protagonist for a long time, but she was the most unusual character among them.
She doesn’t have to be hunted.
“W-What should I do now?”
It was her fate to wander around this museum for eternity.
It was impossible to even die in this dream world. I couldn’t physically kill Yekaterina either. Even if I shot her in the head a hundred times with my gun, she would eventually wake up and go back to this place once she fell asleep.
“Ummm…”
In fact, there was no need to think hard to help Yekaterina here. She was the protagonist of this world in the first place, nothing could go wrong if I decided to kill her here. But was there any merit in hunting a level 6 protagonist? It would be better to hunt the level 500 Yekaterina from the future. But it was impossible to catch that monstrous future witch.
In the end, my only choice was to spend some of my lifespan and run away from the Nightmare Art Museum.
‘…..by the way… it’s a shame that Yekaterina is the only prophet on Earth.’
The prophet, Yekaterina, belonged to the ‘Morian’ guild. It was such a huge guild that everyone in the world knew about it. It was natural for them to have the only prophet of earth.
If he stopped the cycle of nightmare here and saved Yekaterina, wouldn’t the Morian guild give him something in exchange?
“How high are you in the Morian Guild? An executive? a senior officer? Or a VIP?”
She was a prophet, so I thought she must be treated very well.
“….No. I’m just being treated as a vending machine in the guild.”
“What?”
“Since I awakened the power of prophecy at the age of fourteen, I have never taken a step outside. The amulets they set around me are a prison in the name of protective shields, and there are countless female hunters watching me.”
“Seriously? They treat a prophet like that?”
“…..Yes.”
She clenched her fist in frustration.
“If I could use ‘magic’ just like her……”
“Magic?”
It was a word that I didn’t expect to hear from someone from earth.
And then, a message from the system popped up.
‘….So that’s why.’
The White Witch’s Library is also one of the witches’ mental worlds. This Nightmare Art Museum, too, would have been the mental world created by the witch. So we are stuck here because of the condition of the ‘closest’ dimension.
Oh, wait.
‘Both dimensions are linked?’
“You brought me here because I have a 90% chance of hunting the protagonist, right?”
I swallowed my saliva and looked up.
“Calling the Library of White Witch.”
Then, as usual, the gate of the library of the White Witch appeared in front of me. It was just like usual, but it was usually only a part of my mental world, while invisible to others.
“Huh…. Huh?”
As if she could see the White Witch’s library I opened, Yekaterina was surprised.
“What the hell is this door?”
“It’s our escape.”
“Yes?”
However, the gate was the manifestation of my own mental world.
Could Yekaterina enter this place? I asked her a question because I was not sure.
“Touch the door.”
“Hmm. It’s soft.”
Yekaterina can touch my white witch’s library. As soon as I confirmed that, I opened the door and exposed the inside.
“Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!”
Seeing the mysterious space, Yekaterina walked towards it while exclaming.
“Yekaterina. That’s the way out.”
“What? Here?”
She entered the library and smelled the scent of the book. It seemed to feel darker today. Yekaterina looked around the library with her mouth wide open, and she seemed to rush somewhere right away, but there was something she had to deal with before that.
“Yekaterina. If you close this door, you won’t be able to go back to this Museum.”
“…….Ah!”
“And, perhaps, you will lose your prophetic ability. Your ability to do everything.”
That’s right.
Even now, I could tell because my client was constantly sending messages.
The ability to see a clear future In exchange for being trapped inside a never-ending Nightmare in the Art Museum. However, if she ran away from the museum, she would lose all her ability as a protagonist, or in her case, her ‘prophetic’ ability. Was Yekaterina okay with that? That’s why I asked her another question.
“I-I…It’s what I’ve been hoping for all my life.”
Since her first awakening at the age of fourteen, she had been a prophecy vending machine. She lived a life that was only good to draw out just predictions.
“But I don’t want to live that kind of life anymore.”
She said as she looked straight at me with eyes as clear as glass beads.
“I’ve been unhappy ever since I got this prophetic ability and got to see the past and the future. But if I could open my eyes and see the present, I’m confident I’d even dedicate my soul to it.”
“Yes, yes, yes… but.”
“Anything wrong?”
Perhaps the reason she said, ‘I’m confident I’ll even dedicate my soul,’ was to express her will.
“You really have to offer your soul.”
“……Yes?”
I explained again when Yekaterina was visibly embarrassed.
“The art museum was your imaginary world, and I was in your imaginary world. But this place is my imaginary world. In other words, you’ve come into my mind.”
“Yes, yes.”
“If you run away from the gallery and get stuck in my library, it means your soul will forever be trapped inside my mind.”
Yes, she doesn’t even know who I am. Can she leave herself to it? I said with my palm slightly on the door of the library.
“From the moment I close this door, you will definitely enter my world if you fall asleep. If I want, I can lock the door of the library tightly so you won’t wake up, or I can torture you in my space. In other words, it means that you are bound to me. But are you confident that you will give up the power of prophecy and devote your soul to me?”
However, Yekaterina seems like she didn’t have such worry in the first place.
“I don’t care if you’re the devil and this world is hell. I was already in hell every single day here. Is there anything worse than that?”
Step, Step.
Yekaterina approached the door and closed it herself.
She turned her head, looked up at me and smiled brightly.
“Now, I won’t have nightmares anymore.”
[The soul of the main character Yekaterina has been added to your skill ‘The Library of the White Witch (E).]
[You have successfully hunted a level 6 protagonist.]
[By hunting the main character in a very special way, your level is raised by one.]
[60 days of life will be paid.]
[Your current life span: 4697 days, 14 hours, 28 minutes]
[The main character is not dead. You cannot absorb talent and skills.]
How can she act so resolutely? If my life were at stake, I would have stayed up all night and spent days worrying about it. She has a determination and courage that I will never have. She had many things that I didn’t have.
She smiled and strode into the library.
“You live in a nice place. Can I take a look around?”
Then, as she walked around the library with much lighter steps, she suddenly picked up a book and lifted it up.
But soon after, she was shocked.
“Huh!?!? Is this a magic book?”
“That’s right. It’s a magic book.”
“No way! Everything here is….?”
“Yes, everything.”
As she looked around the huge library with her mouth wide open, she soon buried her head in the book she picked. Then she looked through the book and said in a puzzled voice.
“That doesn’t make sense. It’s not comparable to any magic book I’ve seen secretly in the library.”
Come to think of it, the ‘sisters’ use magic on Earth. It has not yet been revealed in the world, but I thought it was probably because I was not qualified to handle the power when it was fully revealed to the public like me.
‘Was the artifact I saw the other day also from Morian Guild?’
It reminds me of Aaron who had as many as seven artifacts made by the same person. Although the level of magic was terrible, the fact that I could see artifacts on Earth was quite amazing. I could find the origin of the magic sooner than I thought.
“This one, this one, maybe with this I can escape the reality.”
Yekaterina looked up at me with trembling eyes.
“May I read the magic book here, please? Uh, my sisters told me I shouldn’t read it carelessly.”
“No problem. You’ll be in and out of here for the rest of your life anyway, and you’ll be reading it all out of boredom.”
The spirit of the Yekaterina belongs to me, so there was no fear of the secret of magic being leaked.
“Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.”
She dropped her head at my permission. Does she enjoy the joy of being thrilled? I was wondering, what was this?
Flame!
“Oh, oh, oh?”
A red magic pearl appeared above her head and began to burn. Yekaterina completed a magic spell in a short time!
“I-I’ts magic! It’s magic! Sir! I used magic!”
I was more surprised by how surprised she was after using low level magic. Is it really okay for a magic race such as witches to be surprised by this level of magic?
But now, with her prophetic ability gone.
Her magical talent, which is more overwhelming and violent than anyone else, is exploding!
After that, she sat on the floor forgetting that I was even there and began to read the magic book out of her mind. After watching it for a long time, I looked into the air.
“Let’s go back.”
[Returns to the original world by achieving the goal.]
The world began to crumble.
[The return location can be changed arbitrarily immediately after the emergency escape sequence has been used.]
“The Himalaya,where Cheonma Seol Jungyeon is.”
[An additional 30 days of life will be deducted.]
“Sure.”
I finished the protagonist in this world neatly.
Now, I’m going to go finish up the protagonist of the modern time.