My Game Friends Were Foreigners in Mythology - My Game Friends Were Foreigners in Mythology chapter 43

43 – Whole and One, Whole as One (9)

What is pain?

Pain is a signal from the brain to inform humans that it is dangerous.

Do you know why people with painlessness die so quickly?

Because they do not feel pain, they are exposed to dangerous situations as they are.

But I wanted to be pain-free more than anyone else.

“Whoop…”

The human engine, the heart.

When I was stabbed in that place, I felt an indescribable pain.

To compare the current situation, the brain is like, ‘f*ck!! f*ck you!!!’ This is a situation where you cry with all your might.

It was the sound that the heart and brain were very frantic right before they died.

“…!”

Everyone runs to me with surprised faces.

‘Come on, Yog-Sothoth.’

It’s either way.

Are you saving me by manipulating time like this?

Or do you just let me die?

But she had only one choice.

* * *

“Hyunseong Kim! What are you doing…”

Yog-Sothoth suddenly wakes up after standing still.

Looking at that reaction…

‘My plan seems to be working.’

You pierced my head with SAN figures in your hands.

$@*!(&#@&*!#@&(*#(*&#$&*!& ＜Br＞ ＜Br＞”…! !!!” ＜Br＞ ＜Br＞#@*19828874318973 ＜Br＞ ＜Br＞* * * ＜Br＞ ＜Br＞”What the hell do you want!” ＜Br＞ ＜Br＞Yog-Sothoth, who was sitting on the sofa, stood up. ＜Br＞ ＜Br＞Why are you doing that all of a sudden? Ah. ＜Br＞ ＜Br＞’It seems that my plan has already begun.’ ＜Br＞ ＜Br＞Shush Shyuk! ＜Br＞ ＜Br＞I pulled out my tentacles and squeezed my neck in one go. ＜Br＞ ＜Br＞* * * ＜Br＞ ＜Br＞”Ha…Ha…I, tell me now. What’s the matter?” ＜Br＞ ＜Br＞The memory of stabbing your heart with a knife, the memory of having your brain pierced, the memory of having your throat squeezed. ＜Br＞ ＜Br＞All memories were intact. ＜Br＞ ＜Br＞I seem to have realized that there is no answer unless I keep my memory intact. ＜Br＞ ＜Br＞’As planned.’ ＜Br＞ ＜Br＞I managed to keep the memories as planned, and I pulled out my tentacles and completely destroyed my heart. ＜Br＞ ＜Br＞* * * ＜Br＞ ＜Br＞”Please!!! What!!!” ＜Br＞ ＜Br＞Now Yog-Sothoth is crying and clinging to me. ＜Br＞ ＜Br＞This is my plan. ＜Br＞ ＜Br＞’These guys can’t give up on me.’ ＜Br＞ ＜Br＞The only way for me, a human, to face the foreign god Yog-Sothoth. ＜Br＞ ＜Br＞Ironically, it was a suicide. ＜Br＞ ＜Br＞’Either way.’ ＜Br＞ ＜Br＞ I limit her options to two given her death. ＜Br＞ ＜Br＞Do you listen to me unconditionally? ＜Br＞Or just let me die. ＜Br＞ ＜Br＞The mistakes of the girls stand out here. ＜Br＞ ＜Br＞[SAN figures: 124,000 / 124,000] ＜Br＞ ＜Br＞’I should have given enough strength.’ ＜Br＞ ＜Br＞She made a choice five years ago to energize me, not to stop World War III. ＜Br＞ ＜Br＞However, due to that power, my SAN level has become quite the same as the Great Old Ones. ＜Br＞ ＜Br＞This means that the degree of suicide has no effect on my SAN level. ＜Br＞ ＜Br＞If you go to a war of attrition, the overwhelming disadvantage is Yog-Sothoth. ＜Br＞ ＜Br＞”Stop it…!” ＜Br＞ ＜Br＞Her SAN level goes down when she sees me die. ＜Br＞You can tell by the way he clings on even after he has died only 4 times. ＜Br＞ ＜Br＞On the other hand, what about me? ＜Br＞You just have to die in an emotionless way. ＜Br＞ ＜Br＞”Promise me then. You’ll listen to whatever I have to say.”

“What, what…?”

At my words, Yog-Sothoth responded with a surprised expression.

“Ugh, hmm…”

Are you worried? It seems that there are still SAN figures left to make a rational judgment.

Hook!

I pulled out the tentacles and erased my head.

* * *

A year has passed.

“Tongue, Hyeonseong…! Stop, don’t… Why are you doing that…”

“Persistent. Persistent.”

One year is 31,556,926 seconds.

The time it takes for me to die once is about 2 seconds, if you subtract the conversation time…

‘About 10,000,000 deaths.’

The hunter who committed suicide in the neighborhood also died 4090 times. How many times did I die because of that?

“Answer only once. Then stop?”

“…”

“I will listen. I will not.”

“…”

“Okay, let’s keep going.”

Hook!

* * *

Five years have passed.

[SAN figures: 123,540 / 124,000]

Now, the SAN figures are gradually decreasing.

‘How many SAN figures do these bastards have?’

A war of attrition is unfavorable to anyone.

Someone lies down and breathes while others run a full-speed marathon, and it’s a level of betting who will run out of exhaustion first and fall off.

But Yog-Sothoth began to consume my SAN value.

“Whoa, whoa…”

Anyway, the guy who doesn’t talk and just cries.

“Just talk. I’ll stop right away.”

“Ahhhhh…”

“Yes.”

Hook!

* * *

Ten years have passed.

“Do-Mo. Kim Hyeon-seong Sang Death.”

“…”

Now Yog-Sothoth is just lying there, as if out of his mind.

It was just mechanically turning back time.

Hook!

I have nothing to say anymore.

* * *

100 Years have passed.

The time I started dying far exceeded the time I lived.

I was just holding on with an overwhelming amount of mental strength, but it was just as boring.

“Uhhhhh…”

Yog-Sothoth is just weeping.

It was quite pitiful to see him looking up at me pathetically with his mental state completely gone.

Still, you have to distinguish between public and private life.

Hook!

* * *

1,000 Years have passed.

No, maybe 1,000 years is correct.

To be honest, even counting the time was a little tiring.

“Are you going to do it?”

“…”

“Okay.”

Doesn’t he really get tired of it?

Yog-Sothoth is sitting or lying down with an indescribable face.

As expected, I don’t answer.

Hook!

* * *

10,000 Years have passed.

“Call?”

“…”

“Okay.”

I won’t describe it any further.

* * *

100,000 Years have passed.

* * *

…

* * *

…

* * *

…

* * *

“…”

Eternity has passed.

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I couldn’t have endured it if it wasn’t for the SAN figures of the Great Old Ones.

[SAN figure 30 / 124,000]

My SAN level is almost exhausted.

If I die maybe 10 more times, it will be over.

“Yog-Sothoth.”

I told her with her parched mouth.

FYI, I don’t intend to finish until I win.

I think he was going to make me endure somehow and add the option of ‘give up’.

“I will, I will not.”

I have no intention of giving up.

“…”

“Whoa…”

As expected, Yog-Sothoth doesn’t answer.

I told this to Yog-Sothoth.

“Yog Sotos. I tell you in advance, whether you go crazy or I go crazy, I have no intention of ending it until you hear me.”

“…”

“In the next 10 times, my SAN number is over.”

Just like when you play rock-paper-scissors, you tell them what to pay in advance.

“But I will continue. I am ready to die.”

“…”

“Yes.”

Now the 9th…

sh*t.

Then Yog-Sothoth crawled up in an instant and grabbed my leg.

Tears dripped from her eyes, which had dried up after 50,000 years.

“Please stop…”

It was so difficult that he couldn’t even pronounce it properly.

“I’ll do anything…Don’t die…”

“You know what I’m talking about?”

“I don’t know…But I’ll listen…If you tell me to have s*x with Nyarlathotep, I’ll listen…”

It’s finally over.

This infinite death.

“Really?”

“Yes…”

I said, stroking Yog-Sothoth’s chin.

She rubbed her cheek against my hand without thinking.

“After this amount of time, your strength should have recovered, right?”

“Yes…”

A damn long time has passed.

No matter how much strength you use, your strength must have recovered to some extent.

There is one reason why she did not turn back time to the distant past.

‘I’m still going to search.’

I already have memories of when I signed a contract with Yog-Sothoth.

Unless I turn back time to before I was born, I will just die.

“Then stop World War 3 first, then stop the Cthulhu Crisis from happening.”

“Yes…So…?”

First of all, we’ve solved the mess with the earth.

“When the situation is settled, the memory of Iris is left.”

“Yes…”

So that our time does not disappear.

“Finally.”

This is the main.

“You are my slave.”

No matter how much you are my friend, I cannot forgive you for corrupting a hero and pushing the situation to this extent.

“Listen to me. The only way you can act on your own is when it involves us.”

“Alas, sir…”

“No matter what I do, don’t vomit.”

“Yes…”

Yog-Sothoth raised the corner of his mouth as he said while holding his cheek to me.

“Zooin…”

“…”

[SAN figures 10 / 124,000]

My heart hurts a bit, so my SAN value is reduced.

Anyway, he is a friend with memories of me, so is it right to go this far?

‘No.’

This is correct.

‘I’ve crossed the line.’

She taught me the meaning of human beings to the foreign press and the great old ones.

That’s why I can’t be more forgiving.

‘These guys are also quiet.’

The Outer Gods and Great Old Ones I’ve met so far haven’t destroyed humans, at least considering me.

Because Ctuga targeted me, the only damage it did to people was the aftermath of the terror,

Cthulhu wasn’t even what Ji did in the first place.

And the two didn’t do any harm to people after that.

By the way, what is Yog-Sothoth?

In the name of being with me, I destroyed the civilization that started with monkeys and rose to the present place at once.

Maybe I will do this again in the future.

You should make them slaves and never let them do this.

“…Now.”

“Yes…”

Wow.

Light emanated from Yog-Sothoth’s hand.

Time began to turn again.

* * *

“…”

It’s different.

This regression was different.

“Huh…”

I walked towards the veranda, carrying the Yog-Sothoth that was clinging to me.

Not sunlight obscured by dust,

The sunlight coming down with the momentum to pierce the skin.

Not the sky stained with red light,

A blue sky with fluffy clouds.

Finally not empty streets and ruined cities,

A perfect city with packed streets and civilization.

“…That’s it.”

Every situation has been resolved.