SSS-Class Suicide Hunter

3.

[Penalty initiated.]

[Creates a trauma for the monster Hellfire Maiden.]

An elegant western mansion.

I was there one day.

No, I didn't think it would be weird to say "was." I wasn't there. Only my consciousness floats like a ghost, and I only see the landscape flowing in front of my eyes in threes.

What the hell?

I was embarrassed.

‘What's happening now · · ·? ’

- Please, help me.

Then I heard a voice.

A child is trapped in a corner of the lobby on the first floor of the mansion. At first I thought he was asking for my life, but he wasn't. The child cried out for someone else.

- Help me, please. I'm hungry. I want to eat, please.

- Mmm-hmm.

A man dressed as a nobleman.

- Orphans like you are the plague of this kingdom.

- Eating girl.

- Leave it alone and it'll eat away at society. I don't work. I'm floating around this town spreading disease. I am a guard and a guard who isolates you from the realm.

Suddenly, many landscapes dug into my consciousness.

A time when people wandered around because they didn't have enough food.

The nobles gathered the orphans and locked them away in the mansion. He appeared to be an orphanage. In the outside world, nobles were kind, rich, great entrepreneurs, and conscientious intellectuals.

- Others will treat you as rotten seeds from the root. I'm not.

But in this giant mansion.

- I will train you.

The nobles were just one tyrant.

- Anyone who craves food before his eyes is a beast because he is hungry. Of course, you were born in the field like animals, but does that mean you have to grow up as animals?

- Hungry, hungry, hungry.

- Patience, even hunger. Be patient and be human.

The nobleman smiled and said. A gentle smile. It was someone who could smile, looking down at the child whose ribs were stiff. There was a world where that laughter was considered a virtue, and there was a time like that.

- Repent!

The madman summoned another madman.

- Aaaah!

- Oh, children of the witch! The venom of Zrakua, the sickness of our kingdom! Don't worry, God will never abandon your faith. Like that, I will not abandon my lamb!

- It hurts, hurts, hurts, hurts.

A priest of a god raised his hammer high.

- Pray!

An age of madness wrapped in virtue.

In the mansion, the screams never cease.

- Hungry, hungry.

Hunger.

- Hate · · · Forgive · · · Why · · · Forgive · ·.

Torture.

- Oh, thank you, good nobleman. Friendly guy · · · ·. A reward for enduring pain. I promise. Thank you. Thank you, kind man.

Brainwashing.

The orphan was dragged into the mansion like a corpse and left the mansion as a corpse. The imminent death was really a death, but the children did not think that there would be such persistent pain at two intervals.

Dozens. Hundreds. Thousands of people were in the mansion.

There have been dozens, hundreds, thousands of deaths.

‘ · · · · · ·. ’

I was fascinated by the fast-flowing scenery in front of my eyes.

‘What the heck. ’

- Wow. What the hell is this?

Thanks to some guy, I woke up.

Were you watching? I didn't think so. ’

- I've been watching from the start. I didn't know it was you. I didn't see it.

‘Hmm. Looks like we're both just flying awareness. · · ’

- I don't give a shit.

The messenger said:

- What, are all these crazy people? Huh? Train them to be human? Some inhuman son of a bitch is trying to teach me how to be someone else.

‘· · · Maybe this is the original 10-story boss stage. ’

The voice told me just before the consciousness flew in.

From now on, [reproduce the trauma of the enemy who killed you].

A real doll who hides somewhere in a hellfire mansion if he kills me this time. In other words, the landscape that reflected on us now was the trauma that the doll had.

‘I had no idea. ’

I whispered badly.

‘Monsters used to be people? · · ’

- Monsters aren't all like that. Mostly just the boss. Boss monsters are originally made based on what actually happened in this world.

You hear the sound of a backward kick.

- A creature from another world, or a hero from another world. That's what happens when you cross the 11th floor of the tower.

Why haven't you told me that all these years? ’

- You didn't ask.

‘ · · · · · ·. ’

I was so bold that I didn't have anything to say.

- But I've never seen anything like it. Bite.

Like what?

- The original you mentioned. The scenes you see now. Even if I knew the boss monsters were from this world, how was I supposed to know what they were going through? You don't even have reading skills.

The messenger mutters.

- I feel like shit.

I agree.

‘· · Yeah. ’

Somewhere in the world, something like that would always happen, and there would be a lot worse than that, but it was different from what I thought I saw in my head.

It was just different.

Fortunately or unfortunately.

- Boo, it's fire!

[Trauma] is over in a few moments.

A servant accidentally throws down a candle. He doesn't know he's been knocked down, and the servant is overlooked. It's dark at night. The flames spread quietly as people went to bed. By the time someone noticed the topic, it was too late.

- Cough, cough. Cough!

- We have to get out of here.

The flames are burning.

The rope in the basement is burning. The chains burn. The chains on the orphans burn, and the orphans on the chains burn. A brainwashed child, a tortured child, and a hungry child burned up. The fire seemed to consume all brains, wounds, and hunger.

- Ahh.

The children opened their mouths.

A twisted chain tied around their wrists and ankles. I couldn't move like a doll. I'm barely screaming.

But I heard it.

- I don't want to die.

Grumbling.

- I'm hungry.

- I want to live.

- Nice guy.

Vengeance and principle that flows directly into consciousness.

- I didn't do anything wrong. I didn't have a family, but it was okay. I wanted to play a little more. Still.

- It's not our fault. It's unfair. It wasn't me.

- I'm hungry.

The mansion is on fire.

The lobby on the first floor of the chandelier is burned. The house owner's bedroom was burned down. Luxurious beds, vintage drapes. All the basements leading up to the stone steps have been burned.

- I don't want to die.

Tadak.

Shut up.

The flame rises in the air.

Now all I can see is a burning mansion from afar.

[Trauma replicated.]

[Penalty closed.]

And I went back the day before.

•

When I open my eyes.

The messenger and I had nothing to say. Both of them sat in their beds, silent.

I didn't know how to react · · · rather than being shocked.

- Mmm.

A long time later, the messenger scratches the back of his head.

- It's a sad, sad story. There's not much we can do, is there?

“Wow, is that the first thing you say? You're real. ”

- Yeah. It's my personality.

The messenger made an impression. Have you ever seen a gorilla get angry? It looked quite genetically similar to that.

- But the truth is always like a dog! The 10th floor boss is just a monster, and the original kids are already dead in some other world. That's because it happened a long time ago. Zombie, what can you do?

“ · · · · · ·. ”

If what happened in this tower happened 4,000 times or 5,000 times, you could die and die again and go back in time. It just happened in a different era. I can't fix this if I'm alive! It doesn't have to be a sword, not a sword.

He was right.

- Find the real doll and hunt it. Kill him.

The messenger said:

Twentieth, 30th, 40th, 50th floor. If you decide to be the top hunter, solve this on your own!

It was also true.

But...

“You'd think so, too. ”

- Hmm?

“Salt. Shit. He's the first man I've ever hunted. ”

I got out of bed.

The sleeping bag was tied to the back of the head. I put my backpack over my back. I put my sword to my waist. In other words, I'm ready to climb the tower. On my way out of the lodge, I was equipped as a hunter, albeit clumsy.

“You know what? 100 percent of the time, they would have found a real doll, and they would have blown its head off. Trauma or no trauma. Without hesitation. ”

What's wrong with that?

“I don't want to be a salty bastard. ”

I climbed the tower.

I fooled the caretaker just like the last time.

And once again, I stood at the door of the mansion.

A Western-style mansion just like the one you saw in Trauma.

You're not a kid. You're not gonna wake the boss just because you don't want to be him? What are you gonna do? You have to eliminate the boss to clear the stage, zombie!

“Who decided that? ”

- I'm sorry?

I put my hands on the gate.

Then he muttered.

“Damn it. I was being stupid. ”

- What are you talking about?

“I was being stupid! You were just as stupid. Shit. We're screwed right now. We're screwed. ”

The messenger frowns.

Zombie, you're an idiot. I grew up listening to the sounds of hysterics when I was little.

“Skill card. ”

I muttered as if I were mad.

“A class S skill card that we didn't choose. Remember? The Hot Gates. You said you had to pick this one. ”

Of course I remember.

“Tell me about it. ”

- Who's this zombie reporting to? All right, listen up.

The messenger frowns and winces. I guess being called a prodigy as a child wasn't a lie after all. The messenger said all the card skills were correct.

+

[Hellfire Closing]

Rank: S-

Effect: Grudge. Principles. Complaints. Your unresolved voice, your unreachable voice, your unrequited wish. Burn them all. "Hot." Hot? Make the world a pile. ‘I'm going to die.’ Kill. If you wish, there will be a hell of an error within a two-kilometer radius. '

No one is getting out of this hell without your permission.

Anyone.

However, you must also be in the conclusion.

+

I quietly heard the skill content and reacted.

“Mr. Sword. You don't think that's weird? ”

- Wow, that's frustrating. So what's wrong with that?

“The last part. ”

[No one can leave this hell without your permission.]

[Anyone.]

I told you.

“No one can escape the Hellfire without the boss' permission. Anybody. But somehow, somehow, the hunters who have challenged the 10th floor so far escaped alive. ”

- Huh?

The messenger blinks.

- Uh-oh? Fuck, yeah?

There is a guild called the Black Dragon.

A guild that has reigned on top ever since the day the tower was opened in this world.

Rank 2nd Hunter leading the Black Dragon. The Black Witch challenged the 10th floor dozens of times. I failed every time I tried. The hunter in second place has been defeated, but has returned home alive to all of the hunters involved in the raid.

They all came back alive.

“It doesn't make any sense. ”

I've empowered my arms.

The gate began to open slowly.

“You can't escape without the boss' permission. It's a skill like that in the beginning · · Escaped alive without killing the boss. That's power. That doesn't make any sense. ”

- So · · · What happened?

“Damn it, there's only one conclusion, of course! ”

Bait.

The gate opens completely as if your arms were wide open.

“The boss let me! Run away!”

Ten-story boss.

A stage that has yet to be invaded by any human being.

The House of the Burning Hell has been revealed.

[You have entered the Boss Stage.]

[The challenger is Duke Hunter Kim. One person.]

[Good luck to you.]

“We don't know how many times we let them get away with it. Boss, these guys, they weren't hostile to hunters in the first place. ”

- · · · · · ·.

[Open Boss Stage.]

“I just wanted to hang out with the people who came. ”

Candles.

Candles were spilled all over the house. A flame rises from the spill.

- Carr!

There were dolls in the fire. The dolls couldn't move, as if they were tied up somewhere. I just turned my head and looked at me.

- Are you gonna play?

The dolls opened their mouths.

- Are you gonna play with us?

The evergreen flower? Hide-and-seek?

- The ice is melting, the flowers are all torn. Let's play hide and seek!

Play with us! Play hide and seek!

- Carrr!

The flames are burning.

The lobby on the first floor of the chandelier is burned. The house owner's bedroom was burned down. Luxurious beds, vintage drapes. All the basements leading up to the stone steps have been burned.

In it, only the children became puppets and have not yet been burned.

“ · · · · · ·. ”

I bit my teeth for a moment.

“Yes, I'll play for you. ”

[Activates skill.]

Skill obtained from the last death. Bet a fire immunity skill on myself. The moment the skill is activated, the heat that was felt all over the body disappears like it was washed away. My breath relaxes. I can see the invisible landscape that was hidden in the flowerpot even more clearly.

I can see the faces of the dolls.

- Huh?

- Dude, I'm not getting on.

The dolls had different faces. I could tell without a face.

- Isn't it hot?

- Weird guy.

- Can you play?

- Are you gonna play with us?

I nodded again.

“Yes. Hide-and-seek. Careful. This guy never lost a game of hide-and-seek when he was a kid. ”

- Karr, he's a freak!

Everybody hide!

The dolls smile. They tell you to hide, but none of them move. Everyone was stuck in place. Dozens. Hundreds. Thousands of children laughed.

- Hide yourself, show me your hair. Hide.

A game of hide-and-seek began.

“· · caught. ”

I wandered around the house. I walked around and grabbed the dolls one by one. If you stroke the head, the doll snaps and raises its head. At that time, the doll opened its mouth and said:

It's not me!

The dolls disappeared with a smile.

- It's not me!

No matter where I walked, there was a doll. There were many. I walked away and caught one doll.

- · · · · · ·.

One.

- Hey, that's...

One more.

- It's intimidating.

The messenger mutters.

Subordinate General Kwon & Moon

Comforting the souls of the dead.

I quietly toured the mansion. I saw the chains that hung the orphans and the chains that held the children together. In the place where the shackles and chains were placed, there was a doll without fail.

The flames are burning.

- It's not me! It wasn't me!

- No, I'm not. Me · · · Me · · · Not · · Me · · ·.

- I'm not.

Time has passed.

Boom.

Suddenly, my footsteps stopped in the basement. It was a long, long walk down the stone steps. There were dolls on the stone steps. The dolls fell down the stairs. It's like they just crawled up and stopped to escape to the ground.

“ · · · · · ·. ”

After catching all the fallen children on the stairs, I finally stand in front of the last doll.

The basement.

- Are you gonna play with us?

The doll leaned against the center of the house.

Around the doll was a hammer, an awl, and a saw.

- · · · · · ·.

I walked slowly.

And he stroked the hairless head of the doll.

“I got you.”

The child's head that created hell was small. With his head wrapped in one hand.

“· · · Now you're drinking. Kid."

There was silence.

The doll slowly raises its head. Like all dolls, this child was expressionless. With his face missing, the doll opened its mouth.

- Nice guy.

It wasn't just the voice that flowed from the doll's mouth. Lips. Skin. The puppet's eyes flush like a candlestick. The flame swallows the doll at once, and while it is being swallowed, the doll mutters like a broken record machine.

-Thank you.

And it melted.

-Thank you.

The doll burns. The chain melts and pours down. The shackles, the hammers, the fangs, the saws, everything was burnt up. Nor hunger, nor signs of hunger. The fire that consumed all of my life disappeared like a candle.

There was no sign of death.

I stood in the ruins of a burning mansion without a trace.

“ · · · · · ·. ”

Years.

[Congratulations.]

A place no one in mankind has broken in years.

[Clear the normal stage.]

[Clear Hidden Stage.]

[You have completed the Boss Stage.]

Today, the tenth floor of the tower is cleared.