The Only Ending for the Evil Count Pig Is Destruction

303 – Scene 303# 526 Bad Ending

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Jeong So-ra thought.

Looking back, it was a life filled with misfortune.

Absolute poverty. The mother I trusted ran away from home. And her brother her her her, who went to prison for her murder while trying to protect her from her father’s repeated violence …

Later on, I didn’t even get angry at the irrational fact that this unfortunate life that seemed to be stuck in a routine was my life.

Just as there are downhills in life, there are uphills. I have lived with a vague belief that happiness will always come after misfortune.

But why? After the misfortune, there was a bigger misfortune, and after that, there was unbearable misfortune. It was a life that only went downhill. At one point, happiness was located so far away and high that I couldn’t see it.

It was just sad and absurd.

Is there really a reason to live such an unhappy life? Should I continue to live in this mess? Can I live?

The person who answered that question was her older brother Jeong Ji-hwan.

Even after his brother was released from prison, he silently endured the stigma of being an ex-convict who murdered his father. He didn’t care no matter how much people around him cursed or pointed at him. He also did not appear to deny or make excuses for what he had done.

I once asked her brother.

How can you endure other people’s gossip? Don’t you get angry when you hear such stories? Then my brother answered like this.

-Of course I’m angry. Because I am also human. But what those people are saying is because they don’t know anything about what kind of situation we were in. It’s easier to talk about what you don’t know than what you know. That’s why everyone can talk so carelessly. There is no need to be swayed by those people’s words or worry about them. We just have to live our own lives.

-Ah…

The moment he heard his brother’s answer his, he felt comfortable.

It’s okay to live such an unhappy life. I feel like I’m saying that no matter how downhill life is, you deserve to move forward.

And the answer unexpectedly became the impetus for Sora to write her novel.

Her writing was one of the things she could do better than others.

When I was a student, whenever I didn’t want to go home or something was bothering me, I would scribble a novel alone in the school study room… One day, she decided to rewrite the novel that her brother had read and kept telling her to write.

For a while, I was devoted to the world of novels.

It took a long time to create a huge world view and numerous characters.

Among them, Tristan, the villain, was a character modeled after her older brother.

Born into the infamous Ruelberta family, Count Tristan is a man hated by everyone for his seemingly eccentric and arrogant personality and for his history of evil deeds for generations.

But behind it all, there was a cursed fate, being a descendant of the devil and having no choice but to kill his father with his own hands. Just like her brother

Ultimately, I tried to portray Tristan as a character fighting against that fate and as the true, hidden protagonist of this work. However, such backstory could not be completed in the end.

On her first trip her with her her brother her her her, there was a serious car accident.

I didn’t know how much time had passed since the accident before I opened my eyes.

-Who… Is there anyone there?

However, the place where I woke up was not a hospital, but a shabby single room where I used to live.

It was a traumatic place for Sora, having never been there since her brother killed her father her her her.

-No… I don’t like it… ! Let me out!

It felt like the nightmare was coming back to me, so I tried to get out, but the door was locked and there was something blocking the outside of the window, so I couldn’t get out.

This place was not reality.

Maybe the afterlife… It was also hell, not heaven.

In a place that resembled a single room, Sora’s heart was slowly worn away.

It’s painful.

I want to run away.

I want to escape.

Sora, who was shaking while hugging her knees, suddenly noticed two snow balls decorated on her bookshelf.

Okay. Wouldn’t it be better to just watch something like that?

Sora picked up the snow ball on her left.

When she shook it, her eyes fell on the scenery in the glass bead. But something unbelievable happened to her.

-Uh… ?

Surprisingly, there were people living in the snowball. A familiar fantasy world with magic, nobles and monsters.

When she brought her eyes to the snow globe, the place she wanted to see, like a clairvoyant, caught her eye. She could look into that world as if she had become a god.

Sora looked inside for a while as if she was curious, and she soon realized where it was.

-Oh my god… This is my novel… ?

It was a world that seemed to have been copied exactly from the novels Sora had been writing. The characters she created were moving in that world as if they were alive.

I was so amazed and amazed that I looked into the world unfolding inside the snowball. Then I suddenly became curious about other snowball speeds, so I shook the one on the right.

What appeared in the snowy landscape was the face of a man.

-Oppa?!

Her brother was there. And on the hospital bed in front of him was a woman lying with several mechanical devices hanging from her head.

-That… Could it be me?

Her brother looked like he was going to cry as he saw her lying in front of her, dependent on a ventilator. The middle-aged man with his back to him opened his mouth.

‘Your sister will be staying here from now on.’

‘… Yes.’

‘Then are you mentally prepared?’

The man handed out a contract.

‘If you sign this contract, your younger brother will officially become the owner of our company. You might not like it. But in the long run, you’re doing it all for your sister.’

The older brother hesitated, and then he looked at Sora’s face her lying down. And reluctantly, I signed the contract the man presented.

‘Haha. Okay. ‘Well thought out.’

‘CEO Park.’

‘Hmm?’

‘I trusted the CEO and signed the contract. If something happens to my brother… At that time, really…’

My brother spoke to the man in a harsh voice.

‘Know that you will die by my hands.’

Sora soon realized what the situation was.

*

“Okay… “I understand the situation roughly.”

I nodded, looking at the snowballs.

If we talk roughly, it seems that Sora was able to find out what happened to him in reality through this snowball.

And through that, I was able to vaguely predict what the space she and I would be in.

At first, I thought this was a virtual world created by the computer connected to her head her, or a world created by her imagination her her her. However, no matter which of the two hypotheses was followed, it was impossible to explain why it was possible to look into the outside world.

In other words, although this is a world created by Sora’s imagination her her her, it would be more accurate to say that it is also connected to reality.

It was rather fortunate.

At least it also means that this place is not completely far from reality.

And on the other hand, I also thought that Stellar might still have dark secrets that I didn’t know about.

‘Couldn’t they have been making a simple virtual reality game machine? .’

The reason for returning was the same, but I still didn’t know exactly what kind of place this was. Perhaps only CEO Park, who created ‘Milky Way’, a machine connected to Sora’s head her, can know the whole truth.

Well, anyway…

“Hey. “Hold your hands up straight.”

“Ssi. “Does it make sense to ask a grown man to keep his hands up?”

A grumpy Sora was on her knees on my bed with her hands up. Just by looking at her, she looks like an elementary school student.

“Ah, brother. My arm her her her her hurts. Really.”

“Stop whining. “You need to get scolded.”

“Is this what you do to a sick patient? “It’s too much.”

“Only in times like this don’t emphasize that you are the victim and apologize to all the coffee I spilled.”

“I’m sorry…”

“Apologize twice.”

“I’m sorry… Coffee. I’m sorry… Mr. Coffee. Okay?”

“Is there anyone else I should apologize to other than coffee?”

“Yes? Sorry oppa?”

“No. “I should also apologize to Assistant Manager Park Se-hee.”

“…”

At that moment, Sora’s expression turned cold.

“Huh? “Who wants to put their hands down?”

“It’s okay, brother. Be honest. What is your relationship with that woman?”

“Okay? What’s your relationship? “He’s my boss.”

“Really? Are you really the boss?”

“Uh. “You know it when you see it.”

“So if she falls into the water with him and her with me, who will save her first?”

“… ? “Of course, you have to save it first.”

“Brother?! Are you letting your only little brother die?!”

“Why are you dying? “You’re so good at swimming.”

“It’s not? “I’m not good at swimming?”

“What are you talking about? “If you hadn’t written, you would have become a swimmer.”

“Who?”

“You.”

“Me?”

“Uh. Yes, you. You, man.”

“When will I?”

“Do you keep dragging your feet?”

“I can’t answer because I don’t remember. There’s something with that girl. Is there something there? Right?”

“No… What on earth does that have to do with you? .”

Bewildered, I nodded at her and looked at the snow globe that Sora had lent me. When she shook the thing that illuminated reality, her blizzard suddenly blew and she was soon unable to look inside.

“What? Why is this like this?”

“Ah? Ah. It’s been like that for some time now. The other snowballs were fine, but that one didn’t work. Well, it was thanks to him that I was able to talk to my brother. The more the snowstorm hit the snowball on the real side, the clearer the snowball on the other side of the world became.”

“Because I couldn’t see one side, I started seeing the other side clearly?”

When I heard that story, I felt like I had something in mind.

“Isn’t it because of Dummy World?”

“Huh?”

“Because I created a lot of dummy worlds with Tristan, the path leading to reality was blocked.”

A dummy world is literally a world made of dummy data. To use an analogy, it is the save data of a game. I understand that the capacity of Milky Way is limited, so if it is not deleted regularly, it may collide and cause errors.

That error may be the current situation. Those teddy bears piled so high that you can’t see out the window are the ones.

“Ah, of course, this is assuming that the two worlds are connected, but…”

“Hmm… I think that’s right. “I don’t know much more about such concepts than you, but it is true that as the series progressed, the outside world became less visible.”

“Then it can be said that my guess was almost correct. Ah? Now that I think about it, how many rounds did I play in total?”

“Hmm… Let’s see… Episode 526?”

“… It’s crazy. “I died that many times?”

“Yes.”

Okay. At that point, it is safe to say that the dummy world is almost saturated.

“Then, if we want to find a way to return to reality, we must first get rid of the 526 dummy worlds accumulated here…”

“But brother. How do I get rid of dummy data?”

“Uh? Uh… So, originally, all you had to do was log out, go out, and delete Tristan’s data from your computer…”

“I can’t use the computer right now…”

“Yes… Under…”

I thought I had found a way…

Is there any other way? Here’s how to delete Tristan’s data…

At that time, something suddenly occurred to me.

“Oh, Peter! There was Peter!”

“Huh? Peter?”

I explained to Sora who tilted his head.

“The only person who can clear this game is the ‘main character’ set in the program. So Peter, the main character of the original work, is also set as the main character. But once the service starts, the players ultimately have to take on the role of protagonists, right?”

“Okay… Ji?”

“Because of this, Peter, the main character of the original, does not appear in the game and exists only as dummy data for testing.”

Like the dummy world, dummy data is also unnecessary data that exists within the game. Among them, Peter remained as dummy data and was used as a test character until the start of the service.

“But what does that have to do with Dummy World?”

“If you play as Peter, you don’t have to delete the dummy world.”

“Eh? Why?”

“I told you earlier. The only people who can clear this game are those who are set as ‘main characters’. So, if you play as Peter, who is set as the main character, a dummy world will not be created. Because a world that the protagonist plays to the end is considered ‘complete.'”

“Ah, then… !? Are you saying that when you ‘complete’ the dummy world disappears? “Right?”

“That’s right. A dummy world is a world that is not ‘complete’ in terms of the system. “Once it is judged to be complete, it will disappear.”

Sora jumped up in joy at finally finding a solution.

“Great! So, from now on, you can become Peter and just eliminate 526 dummy worlds?”

“That’s easier said than done…” ” ” .”

“Are you okay. My brother could do it. You can even go back here.”

“What… There’s definitely something strange about this world. Even after repeated regressions, the dummy world remains, which should not have happened in the first place…”

“Okay. So, I think of regression as an opportunity…”

Sora, who was about to say something, closed her mouth.

She also remembered how I had become Tristan and saw myself devastated while going through her regression.

“Oh sorry… Brother. “I was a bit harsh.”

“No… Don’t mind. But Sora. That’s all well and good, but there’s a big flaw in our plan.”

“Flaws?”

“The more I go back, the more I forget my memories. I don’t know if it’s an effect of repeated access or what… “If I erase each dummy world as Peter, I might even forget why I became Peter later.”

“Ah… !”

“Besides, you did that, right? As the dummy world is erased, the view to reality will become clearer, but on the contrary, the view of this world will become darker. “The later it gets, the more difficult it may be to talk to you to get my memories back.”

“That’s right… “Because I couldn’t talk to my brother when he first became Tristan.”

“Huh. But this will be resolved somehow. All you have to do is save up your strength and return my memories at the end… The real problem is Tristan. Because I have to become Peter and delete Tristan’s data.”＜ Br＞

“If you want to delete… No way…”

Sora’s eyes shook as he realized the meaning of deleting Tristan’s data.

“No way, my brother became Peter and all the Tristans in the dummy world…” ” . Should I kill him?”

“… After repeating 526 regressions, ‘I’ completely transformed into the villain Tristan and went on a rampage. So there’s nothing I can do.”

If I enter the dummy world again as Peter, a conflict with Tristan, the old ‘me’, is inevitable.

And the ending is also the same.

“From now on, I have to go kill ‘me’.”

Towards the 526 bad endings that Tristan experienced.