Rebirth of The Heavenly Demon

On the last and first day, it started to snow from a slow afternoon.

He looked at the fluttering eyes of soft feathers and said with an excited voice that accompanied him.

“I swear! It's my first snow. ”

White Paper is one of two people I trust as Head of Blind War Escort. He is a person who fits the word 'pure’ even in his forties.

“I was lucky that year to see the first snowfall. ”

I said it as if it wasn't obvious, but there was a desperation to survive this year. Who knows? He has this sentimental side to him, the most ruthless bodyguard who prevented the union of the Black Sky Palace.

“Yes, it's your first time! ”

I looked out the window in amazement, but I was honestly buried.

My heart doesn't beat with the word "first eye" anymore.

I'm seventy this year.

The first tremor is not enough to move my feelings as stiff as a fossil.

Looking at my eyes...... reminds me only of those I killed in the snow. They bleed to death on the white snow.

Wheeing.

The scattered snow is getting stronger.

I think the astronomer ( ‭), who told me it would be clear today, will avoid me for a few days. I heard the first snow will be down in a month.

“Guy must be running pretty good right now. ”

Myeonghee is a child of the White White White Paper.

“You're three this year, right? ”

Then the white white light flashed a little embarrassed.

“Six this year. ”

I was really surprised.

The reason I was surprised was not because I didn't remember his late age when he was married late.

It reminds me of the same conversation I had just a few days ago.

I also asked if the child was three years old.

I'm not an old man with dementia. How could I make such a mistake?

“You're so big already. I'm sorry.”

The whites filled my face with worry instead of disappointment.

“That's all right. You're supposed to feel like you're growing up in someone else's house. ”

The white man said the same thing that day. Now I remember for sure.

‘Why is he doing this these days? ’

I keep forgetting things that have happened lately. Especially these days, the symptoms are getting worse and the strength is not the same as before. I often felt my body floating like I had a bad horn.

If you suspect addiction, take a deep dive through the interior of your body, but there's nothing wrong.

I thought I'd get a vein from a god I didn't know about, but eventually I decided to wait and see.

If there's a rumor of an abnormality in the health of the Muslim blind, the blind and I will be overwhelmed.

“I'm going to step back. ”

“Of course.”

Whatever happened to me, I'm sorry for the white boy. He always protects me, and I can't believe he made this mistake in a row.

I need you to buy me a kid's clothes right away. By the way...... was the child a ceremony? Was he a man?

Shit. I don't remember.

I turned my gaze out of the window, wanting to spit it out. The castration is whitening the world as if it were my memory.

“…… is it time to die? ”

I'm the best man in the world? I've held that position for forty years?

In the afternoon, the total military mushroom count was heard before the blindfold for business reports.

I reported various issues in my blindness, as usual, but did not enter my ears.

I listened to him and looked out the window.

I finished my report sooner than usual, noticing that I was in a bad mood.

“…… the rest is in the report. ”

“Well done.”

“Farewell. ”

You turn around and call out to him.

“The Gull Army.”

“Yes, Lord. ”

“Who am I? ”

“What do you mean? ”

“Literally. Who do you think I am? Look down on justice. ”

I turned to the gallstones. I was curious about his assessment of helping me achieve the business of unity.

“What do I mean by that? ”

The amount of seaweed looked around and said,

“The greatest man in the river. ”

My past life was recorded on the walls of the inner perimeter of the Blind War.

Fifteen of the most important fights of my life. Now my last footsteps in the history of Kangho.

I was twenty-nine years old when I became the most powerful man in the world.

That year, the sword, the pottery, and Kwon Wang Kneel to me in succession.

Ditto.

That's the name I got at the end of my twenties.

Seven years later, I became a Muslim at the age of 36. At the age of thirties, I became a blind man for the first time since I was a blind man.

The pride of the first time. He was drunk and lived as a blind man for thirty-four years.

My life was intense and glamorous.

After becoming an oath, I spent a long time in the battlefield and defeated the Samaritan.

In the process, I had to endure many deaths.

But in the end, I achieved a long-standing fame of the Muslim blind.

The Sada alliance, the Black Tiger Trinity, was shattered in the mountains and destroyed the Blood Synagogue, a descendant of the Church.

Even after keeping the peace of Kangho, my life was busy.

The enemy was not only external. As the external enemy disappears, the internal enemy is created.

Those who seek absolute power poisoned my food and sent me to slaughter at night.

But I'm not dead. I've slaughtered all those who dream of rebellion.

I wanted to stay elegant and elegant, but reality didn't work out for me. If you don't kill me, I'm dead.

The strongmen called me the Lord of Blood and the Lord of Punishment because the traitor slaughtered me without hesitation.

Everyone couldn't breathe much in front of me.

“The Lord is the absolute symbol of this river and the symbol of consensus and nobility. Furthermore, this river itself. ”

Yeah, this is me. Why do I feel so down today?

The amount of seaweed added a little worrying.

“Do you feel any discomfort? ”

He realized that I was different, like someone who had been watching me for a long time.

“Not bad.”

“Rest, then. ”

The amount of seaweed retreated from the Great Blue Sea.

The remainder of me buries myself in the depths of the catastrophe.

The river itself. Yes, since I was born as a Kang Ho-in and have heard this, I hope for more...

“Hic!”

When I sat down, I suddenly started to shortness of breath. The feeling of helplessness that I couldn't adjust my body and my whole body's strength evaporated and disappeared covered me.

‘I think about it after I sleep.... ’

I never knew.

This is the last moment of my life.

Because I didn't think the last of the world would suddenly come in vain and empty. I thought a few petals wouldn't make a flower fall. My end was fighting like crazy, surrounded by traitors, hoping to die well.

But your life has turned dark like this.

* * *

When I opened my eyes, I saw a strange ceiling.

Where is this place? ’

A deep medicinal scent that pierces the nose.

"Medicine?"

Did I fall? Looks like it.

The Gal Soldiers will nag me if I don't take care of myself.

When I tried to get up, I felt a strange foreign sensation.

What is it?

I naturally came up with my German interrogation, the Chosun Choshu ( ⁄ 35703; ¨ 35363;).

The air in the chamber should have spread out to protect your whole body... but your body didn't react.

All of a sudden, there was an empty armory that was supposed to be full of internal air. No, there was an internal affair. What a small thing to call internal affairs.

What the hell is going on here?

You can collapse from pain. But it's never going to happen that you don't feel like you're in the air.

Acid poisoning? No way.

Especially, I was trained to be the lowest heavyweight in any situation that serves to protect my body. It's not gonna work.

This unfamiliar feeling of emptiness and unexplained depth made me feel worse than having my flesh and bones cut off by iron.

I slowly got up. The movement of the body was also so strange.

Where am I?

It was not a Muslim medicine room. It was a small room that was less than a tenth of the size of the Oath Suite.

A small word that comes from my side then.

“You're awake.”

I turned my head to hear the sound, and there was a middle-aged male and female standing side by side.

A woman walked in and grabbed my hand.

“Are you okay?”

Of course it wasn't okay. I didn't know what was going on.

“Who are you? ”

My voice was also the first voice I heard.

The woman smiled and said.

“Did you look at me and ask who you are? ”

“Yes.”

“Is that so?”

The woman's tail dries up. The middle-aged man standing behind said quickly.

“Be patient, ma'am. ”

But I was scared to death that she hit me on the back with no excuse.

Oh, shit!

“What are you doing right now? Who are you? Yes, I'll let you know. This poor bitch who was up all night worrying about someone... is your mother! You insolent bastard! That's what you told your mother? ”

Bandages.

Again, the woman's fist passes in front of her eyes.

If the middle-aged man had not pulled on the woman, he would have been beaten face to face with his fist.

“Hold on! I must have blacked out and woke up!" ”

“I'd rather die! Idiot! Idiot! Idiot! ”

Normally, in this situation, I'd say, "Have you seen this kind of nonsense? ’But I was still dazed.

Have you ever been hit in the head by someone since you were born?

What the hell is going on here? It was a bizarre situation that could not even be disrespected.

Is it a dream?

But this situation was so vivid that it was a dream. The headache I just got hit was really painful.

I turned my head to the side inadvertently. The moment I saw the small sights on the wall, I thought I was breathless.

In Tokyo, the young man who had never seen him before was dumbfounded.

Is that me?

Oh, what a dream!

At the same time, I felt relieved and curious.

What are you dreaming about?

The next moment, I felt dizzy and fell down again. The woman's nagging sounds fade slowly from her ears.