401. Pian (6)
The appearance of the summoned soul was quite different from the fanatical parish priest that Seongjin remembered.
Hard armor covering thick muscles.
A vicious club that looks like it can crush the spine of any vertebrate with a single blow.
If it weren’t for the evidence of long penance that covered her skin, Seongjin would probably never have recognized her.
“… Belinda?”
When I asked in doubt, an extremely polite answer came back from the soul.
[Yes, it is. Master. This is your faithful servant, Belinda.]
okay. Looking at her softly turned eyes and the sword image of her neck left by No. 19, I think it’s her… … .
‘How on earth did this happen?’
Why has the Penitent Church guy suddenly become my summon? Why are you calling me ‘master’ without any hesitation?
[Hmm.]
At that time, the Demon Lord, who was watching the new summon with interest, opened his mouth as if he guessed something.
[I guess he came to his senses only after he died. Now that I have become a pure soul, I have gained enlightenment that had been blocked by the limitations of my body.]
[Yes, that is correct.]
Belinda’s spirit nodded.
[Owner. The soul that has died opens its spiritual eyes, which had been distant, and is able to catch a glimpse of the truth of the world. In this way, I came to know the true nature of the ‘other world’ that I had longed for during my lifetime.]
The reality of the other side?
[iced coffee! How can I possibly explain in words the fear and despair I felt in the face of such an unbearable truth! If you weren’t the owner… … !]
Ugh-
As Belinda becomes agitated, her powerful energy that fills the room begins to stir.
[If it weren’t for your help! I would have crumbled to dust without even realizing my own foolishness!]
“… … .”
Seongjin quietly looked down at the soul of the fanatic kneeling in front of him.
She is a person with a strong spirit who has never been lazy in tempering herself during her lifetime.
If the appearance of the soul clearly shows the essence of the person, then the excellent armor she is wearing can be said to be an indicator of the status and solidity of the soul.
[O Lord! Because of you, I have finally achieved true freedom of soul. So how could I not take it seriously!]
“… “Stop talking nonsense.”
Sensing that the story would be long, Seongjin sat down comfortably on the bed and ordered.
“Please explain in detail from the beginning. “How did you become my summon?”
[Yes, master. You are prepared. I am willing to tell you everything.]
After answering that, Belinda raised her head and looked up at Seongjin with sparkling eyes.
[To do that, I must first explain what happened after my death.]
* * *
That day, Belinda died by being decapitated by No. 19.
‘iced coffee… … !’
As soon as she left her body, the emotion she felt was intense joy.
Belinda walked through the pitch darkness filled with joy. Because she knew that under her strong guidance, her soul was moving straight toward [repentance].
‘Bethelah! At the end of a long period of penance, my soul finally returned to the Lord… … !’
Although it is now ostracized as a ‘dark sect’, the essence of the underground sect is also worship and praise for the main god.
Unlike the Orthodox Church, they simply uphold the incarnation of the Lord who came down to earth. Four incarnations called [Payment], [Sowing], [Repentance], and [Rest] respectively.
Among them, Belinda was deeply influenced by [Penitence], who endlessly undergoes penance along with humans. So ever since she grew up, she has never stopped whipping herself every day.
‘Bethelah… … ?!’
However, [Confession], the joy of arriving at the Lord’s side was short-lived. Belinda could not help but be astonished at the truth revealed by her spiritual eyes that had just become brighter.
Because the place she arrived was not the place where the main god was, or even the world of the other world.
‘… hmm?’
Empty black outer space.
Among them, there was a gigantic being that was unable to overcome its own density and was collapsing, pulling in everything around it.
‘… ‘Penitence?’
For a moment, Belinda doubted her own spiritual eyesight.
Is that really the ‘incarnation of the Lord’ that he longed for?
No, it was questionable whether he was even a proper personality, let alone a god. To Belinda, it just looked like a large wheel with countless saw blades.
A huge spiny wheel so large that it cannot be seen at a glance greets her, wrapped in echoing screams and blood pouring like a waterfall.
-Repent.
Perhaps it is another penance or ordeal given by the Lord? Belinda thought so for a moment.
Until I saw the sight of a soul being sucked in from somewhere, caught in that thorny wheel and instantly torn apart.
[Kwaaah… … !]
The soul, unable to utter even its last words properly, was torn apart by the wheels in the blink of an eye and disappeared without a trace.
‘… … !’
Belinda suddenly became anxious and tried to look at the incomprehensible being. This can’t be happening, this can’t be happening!
‘… Penitence! ‘My Lord!’
But it was no use. The spiny wheel, which I thought was a single shape at first, begins to lose its proper shape and boundaries the more I focus my attention on it.
It was one, but it was not one.
The giant thorn wheel was a collection of many other bloody wheels, and the bloody wheel was filled with even more wheels of pain, spinning as they pleased.
It would be much easier to capture the grains of sand on the beach at a glance.
At that moment, the spiny wheels, as numerous as the stars in the universe, blinked their colorful eyes and stared at Belinda as if crushing her.
-Repent.
ah! Who would dare call that a ‘bian’? That visible thing that exists solely for the sake of ‘pain’.
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The sum total of all the tortures and pains that have appeared countless times in history, and those that have never appeared before, that deeply quench the soul.
‘no! Quenching?’
That sounds like a no-brainer! There was no way a soul could withstand the reality of that even for a moment.
It was the frustration of all those who committed suicide, and the intense regret that made them willing to burn down cities, countries, and even civilization itself.
It was a sorrow that caused stars to fall to the ground and even galaxies to lose their light. It was such a tragedy that he could not allow himself the opportunity to repent even after his death.
It was a scream of remorse uttered by the entire universe, something that cannot be expressed with human senses.
‘ah… … .’
Tens of millions of voices that can never be rejected, pounding mercilessly into a soul trembling from shock.
-Repent. Repent.
‘Ahhhh… … .’
-Know your original sin that you commit by existing. Don’t even dare try to repent, just shed bloody tears with your whole body! Embrace all your sins with your soul and quietly pass away from the world as if they never happened!
Belinda was overcome with extreme fear and frustration. To the point where I want to end all of this right away, even if it means killing my soul over and over again.
okay. Maybe it will happen as soon as you get a little closer to it. Her soul cannot bear its existence, and in an instant it will become nothing and scatter in all directions.
Belinda’s soul let out a desperate scream.
[…] no! That, that is not my god!]
Ah, yes, that merciless and hateful saw blade that mercifully attracts and deceives humans, is ecstatic and beautiful, and even if it is a great god or penitence itself, it will knock tens of thousands of times and praise it as precious blood, and in the end it will leave no trace. It is a penance that will make it disappear, but it is a blessing that allows all things to be completely inhabited. It is the only escape allowed for the soul, and there is no longer a place for the soul… … .
It was right then.
Whirling-
Suddenly there was a black curtain blocking Belinda’s vision.
[Look away now, sister!]
[Ahhh… … !]
[You must not look directly at that. The feelings her sister feels now are not hers alone, so she must not be deceived any longer. First, let’s close our eyes completely.]
The person covering her eyes was a skinny man wearing black robes.
Still, when Belinda was shaking from shock and unable to control her soul, he eventually led her soul himself and began to fly away quickly somewhere.
-Repent!
The voice that resonated horribly in my head slowly fades away.
[…] All, you?]
Belinda, who was slowly coming to her senses, reflexively wondered how far she had run away from ‘it’.
Then the man turned his head and gently wrinkled his dark eyes.
[I am the brother of the Last Rest and the third apostle appointed by the Lord of all souls.]
[Of rest… … .]
[exactly. I have come to help you according to the will of the owner of my soul, and now your soul is saved.]
Belinda was led into another mysterious world by a man she had never seen before.
In a world of complete death where everything is pale and nothing is alive.
But to Belinda’s soul, which had been strained to its limits, even that eerie silence felt like the tranquility of heaven.
* * *
Belinda’s soul suffered a great blow upon encountering the reality of [Repentance], but fortunately, it did not take long for her to recover.
Ironically, the training and abuse of her body thus far – especially the suffering suffered by the crazy Inquisitor of the Heresy Tribunal until just before her death – seemed to have strengthened her spirit even more.
Belinda, who fell into a short sleep, soon regained consciousness and began to slowly look around this new world.
‘It was Brother Rest who saved me from [repentance]. Then, can I say that my staying here is also a will for [rest]?’
At first, she thought that ‘another incarnation of the Lord’ would command her to do something in return for her salvation. But no matter how long Belinda waited, she showed no sign of being called from [rest].
Eventually, Belinda got tired of waiting and decided to enjoy this unexpected peace.
This is a world of complete death.
A rigid space where gray corpses in deep sleep are endlessly tangled beneath one’s feet, and heavenly bodies that have lost their light are frozen like reliefs in the sky.
As time passed, my curiosity about this world grew, but in this place where everything seemed to be dead and asleep, there were almost no souls that could interact with Belinda.
Moreover, the black spirit who brought her here was extremely quiet.
[Don’t be in a hurry to tell me too much, sister. For now, it will be enough to simply lay down my soul here according to His will and rest in peace.]
Fortunately, there was a kind senior who would occasionally talk to Belinda. She had been dead for not very long, and it was said that she was the spirit of her woman, who often awoke from her sleep.
[Come over here. Let us help you meet the true owner of this place you are curious about.]
At the woman’s suggestion, Belinda flew after her as if bewitched.
They quickly passed over the tombstones that were as dense as the grass in a field, the charnel urns with cracks here and there, and countless corpses lying arbitrarily on the ground.
It was a scene as if a huge telephone had struck all at once, but strangely enough, the emotions on the faces of the lying souls were extremely peaceful… … .
[stop! Be careful not to keep your eyes on one place for a long time. As soon as you come into contact with the essence of rest, you will immediately crave endless rest without even realizing it.]
A slender woman flies ahead and gives warning.
[You seem like a soul of quite high rank. Therefore, you will need more rest to heal the wounds of your past life, and it is easy to fall into the temptation to sleep.]
So, in order not to fall asleep too deeply, the woman emphasized again that you should move around and look around, but not pay attention to one place for too long.
[Of course, you shouldn’t wander around randomly and disturb the sleep of other souls.]
Belinda looked at the figure of the woman ahead, and suddenly noticed that her right arm was missing and her shoulder was tattered.
‘Who is he? She doesn’t look like a warrior at first glance, but what on earth was she doing when she was alive? That arm wasn’t cut by a blade; it looked as if it had been bitten mercilessly by a wild animal.’
Then the woman ahead turns her head and looks down at where her arm once would have been.
A space where the thoughts of the soul are conveyed as thoughts. Of course, Belinda’s questions also had to be heard by her ears.
[…] I can’t say it wasn’t a rough life, but at least it wasn’t the disaster you think. It’s just that my child ate my soul whenever I could.]
Eat it… what?
Belinda’s doubts deepened, but the woman’s eyes looking back at her were extremely dry.
[But it may also be thanks to that child that I was saved. Instead of being dragged along by other demon lords, I was enveloped in a bright light and flew straight here. Among those who died together, I am the only soul saved.]
The woman calmly told Belinda about herself.
He was kidnapped by bandits at a young age and was exploited his entire life. And in the end, she was brutally killed by the child she was raising.
[that… Wasn’t that such a sad life!]
At Belinda’s lament, the woman slowly shook her head.
[It’s a trivial story. After facing death, I realized that the pain I experienced during my lifetime was nothing compared to others. Among the souls sleeping here, there are some who have endured lives of suffering that ordinary humans cannot even imagine.]
While we were talking like that, the surrounding scenery was slowly changing.
The frequency of lying souls became increasingly rare, and the rough ground and fragments of broken weapons began to be noticed occasionally.
‘This place… Was it someone’s battlefield?’
Belinda intuitively realized that fact.
How long did he fly after the woman like that?
[Now, here it is.]
Belinda finally arrived at her destination and gaped at the majestic sight that immediately overwhelmed her.
‘… … !’
A huge black cavity with no end in sight. There was a place where tens of thousands, no, hundreds of thousands of demonic corpses were entangled and towering like a mountain.
[They… … .]
[These are the descendants of the former ‘Sabbath’ who opposed their master.]
The weapons embedded in the hearts of the demons had not yet rusted, and the blood flowing from the mountain of corpses had not yet hardened.
Their stiff, distorted expressions, unable to be liberated even after death, are vivid evidence of the struggle they fought with all their might against the disaster that hit them like a tidal wave.
[Isn’t it amazing? I heard that so many demons rushed towards ‘him’ at once. They say it is a sign of an unprecedentedly fierce generational change.]
I was thrilled.
He established his authority by taking the lives of so many demons and piled up their corpses to claim his own position. How could he not call the black throne at the top the king’s throne?
[iced coffee… … !]
And Belinda, facing the figure sitting quietly at the top, was unable to control her overflowing emotions and was shedding tears before she knew it.
ah! There was the truth she had been longing for all her life, the eternal escape.
[okay! This person is the true owner of my soul… … !]
* * *
Patter!
As Belinda said that, black tears suddenly began to flow from her eyes.
fantasy,
