Episode 572. Itâs getting blurry (2)
Why Barbatos chose this place as the setting for his curse.
I can guess.
Me.
Not Grandfell.
I, Lee Hoyeol.
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All thanks to the power, the Objective Eye.
It was Grandfell, not Lee Hoyeol, that Paimon and the other demons had been wary of. Because of that, Iâve been safe within Grandfellâs walls.
But this time is different.
âI know.â
Why did Barbatos target me?
âBecause Iâm nothing compared to Grandfell.â
Because the great Grandfell is at my mercy.
Paimon and Pride didnât like that fact, right?
I, Lee Hoyeol, who has a knack for knowing the subject, knew it early on.
âI canât hold you back forever, Grandfell.â
As I always say, Grandfellâs talent is brilliant.
Why canât we utilize those talents properly?
Because heâs trapped in my pitiful body.
I know that no matter how hard I try, I can never allow Grandfellâs abilities to fully blossom, and the proof is the potential he shows in his [Blackening] state.
Yes.
Iâm Lee Hoyeol.
Without the restrictions, Grandfellâs potential is unleashed.
Can I be honest?
At this moment, I was shaking.
Although I hid my emotions under Grandfellâs iron skin.
[Enter curse, âGhosts of the Pastâ].
My past.
I mean, I was clearly agitated by the familiar faces from my middle school days at Seongseon. I thought I had forgotten them all, but they were still in my memory.
Literally, ghosts of the past.
Someone.
Talking to me.
âHey, Lee Hoyeolâ¦â¦! â
But like in the past, the words are unfinished.
âYou idiot, I told you not to talk to him.â
The curse transcends time and space.
But as I said.
Barbatos, having given up his power, had no such ability.
So I was also aware that all of this wasnât really my past, just a fake that Barbatos had copied from someone elseâs memory.
But for some reason, my heart sank.
Even though I knew Barbatos was deceiving me, even though I knew I shouldnât hold Grandfellâs ankles, I couldnât look away.
I couldnât help but listen.
âIf you pretend to know him and then get involved, are you sure you can handle it?â
âDo you want to pretend to be nice? Or are you just pretending?â
â â¦â¦donât fucking do it, you bastard.â
âOtherwise, just shut up, you bastard.â
âDonât talk to that person for no reason.â
It was like the past was being regurgitated.
Or, to put it in my usual terms, something I wanted to forget so badly.
The âdark historyâ seemed to come flooding back to me.
I could feel the prying eyes.
âDid you hear? His house is a total loss.â
âHuh, really?â
âI didnât like the fucking thing before.â
The truth
In retrospect, these were not hurtful things to say. I mean, they were all right, it wasnât my fault that my dadâs business was going badly, and I didnât need to be intimidated.
But why am I dwelling on the past when I shouldnât be?
Am I falling into a curse?
Thatâs probably because of the wounds I havenât gotten over yet.
A sarcastic voice.
âBut no matter what, Kim Hyunmin is too much.â
âKim Hyun-min.â
At the mention of that name, my vision flips unrealistically.
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The background flips in an instant, and time flows backwards.
From the hallway to classroom 2-7.
From the past to an even worse past.
Faces from that time swarm around me.
âHoyeol, can we go to your house? Iâm going to see Arcana Continent Biography for once â¦â¦. â
âThatâs crazy. Donât you know Hoyeolâs older sisterâs personality?â
âWe almost got all our hair pulled out last time.â
But my gaze was not on them, but on a corner of the classroom. To Kim Hyunmin, who was slumped over his desk and never showed his face during class, recess, or lunch.
âKim Hyunminâ¦â¦.is that right? I donât even know his name.â
âHere we go again, Lee Hoyeolâ
âHoyeol, youâre so fucking nice that itâs a problem, right? He doesnât want to hang out with us, so why do you care? By the way, when we were on a field tripâ¦â¦.â
Once again, the time line and perspective shift.
âOh my God. Who would have thought it would be like this?â
âWell, that asshole Kim Hyunmin has no fucking loyalty either. If he has a conscience, he should at least pretend to know that Hoyeol helped him.â
âHey, donât do that to Hyunmin for no reason, you idiot.â
One more name pops up that Iâd hoped to forget.
âChangwoo said that, right? Hoyeol brought it all on himself.â
Choi Changwoo.
Before entering the curse.
Choi Changwooâs face was nowhere to be seen among the people floating in the air.
The meaning of the words was simple.
âIt must be Choi Changwooâs body that Barbatos is possessing.â
As if to prove his point.
Drzak.
The door to the 7th class of 2nd grade at Seongseon Middle School opens.
Barbatos appears in the form of Choi Changwoo. I didnât hesitate. I immediately activated [Exorcism Ritual], raising my magic power to tear Barbatos apart.
It was then.
âAre you sure you wonât regret this, Hoyeol?â
Barbatos opened his abominable mouth.
What could I possibly regret now?
Just as I was thinking about it, my vision shifted again.
ââ¦..!â
The background changes.
The scenery of Seongseon Middle School from the present day, where the curse is manifesting, fills the view. At the same time, the faces that had been wearing their past selves return as they were.
Status Abnormality, [Corruption].
The faces of those who have become demons are visible.
The demonization of humans through corruption.
I had already witnessed it through Lox.
But.
ââ¦â¦Thereâs no good reason for this corruption, is there?â
Lox was a player.
Considering his abilities and specialties.
The demons had good reason to target him.
But these guys werenât players, they were normal people.
âUghhhh.â
Rather than going on a rampage with demonic power like Lox.
Or even able to speak properly in the aftermath of demonization.
Ordinary humans who couldnât even maintain their human form.
So why â¦â¦.
âIs it purely because of meâ¦â¦?â
They squirmed, a lump of flesh with no eyes.
âIâm sorry.â
For getting you involved.
I was asking for forgiveness.
Choi Changwoo. No, Barbatosâ lips curled up in a sneer.
âIsnât that what you do best, Hoyeol? Showing a little compassion. By the way, Iâm personally curious as to what your idea of mercy is, and what kind of mercy would Lee Hoyeol be able to show in this situation?â
I, Lee Hoyeol, come to deceive you.
âDo you think itâs mercy to let them live as neither human nor demon, or do you think itâs mercy to kill them cleanly with your own hands? Whatever you choose to doâ¦â¦. â
His gaze turns to the many drone cameras outside the window.
âAnd how will the watching world judge you?â
The corners of Barbatosâs mouth turn up.
âItâs not like then, Hoyeol, youâre an adult now, and an adult can make adult decisions. Shouldnât you be confident that you wonât regret your choices?â
â¦â¦â¦tuk
I feel a damp touch on my skin.
One of the Corrupted had grabbed my hand.
It was speaking while still holding my hand.
âKi, kill me. Hoyeol.â
At this moment, there was only one thought in my head.
ââ¦If we can reverse the corruption.â
But at this moment, I, the weaklingâ¦
[â»Warning: the concentration of black magic power is excessively high].
With Lee Hoyeolâs mind.
I canât even grasp the structure of the corruption.
I canât even come up with an answer.
[â»Warning: The concentration of black magic power is excessively high].
So I had no choice but to hang.
Grandfell.
To you.
[Status Abnormality, âBlackeningâ occurs.]