For the past 20 years, Sebastian had complete faith in himself.
In the beginning, he sometimes doubted the holy writings. But as his belief grew stronger, he remained sure, even when people called him a fake.
Sebastian was sure that Maron Dmitry was real. Whenever he thought about the holy writings, he saw the doubts of others as tests he had to face.
He believed it.
He only looked for the truth.
He saw his disgust as a test, forcing himself to accept the terrible truth.
Twenty years ago, he tried to persuade people. Now, he got rid of those who denied Maron Dmitry, one by one.
It was okay not to believe.
But he thought those who openly disbelieved were hurting humanity’s future. So, Sebastian didn’t hesitate to get his hands dirty.
The first few deaths caused him great pain, keeping him awake for days. But as the number grew to dozens, then hundreds, he accepted even the deaths of others as a sacrifice.
Ignorance is a sin.
Disbelief is also a sin.
While punishing sinners, Sebastian took each step on his difficult path.
And just when he thought he had reached the top, the shocking truth forced itself upon him.
“……”
He raised his head.
Roman Dmitry was looking down at him.
Beyond Roman Dmitry’s cold gaze, the people who had been discussing the future with him just an hour ago were now glaring at him with anger.
It was as if they were the victims, blaming him for everything.
What if he was wrong, as their eyes suggested?
What if he had failed to see Roman Dmitry instead of Maron Dmitry?
What would happen to his hard work over the past 20 years?
All his past wrongdoings had been justified as saving people. But if the truth came out that it was all for nothing, he would just be a villain.
A huge conflict arose in his mind.
Henry Albert, who wrote the holy writings, had spoken the truth. And Roman Dmitry had proven to be the emperor who started the Dmitry Empire.
The situation was clear, but he couldn’t accept it.
It was like denying himself.
He had to deny his whole life.
It wasn’t just about accepting it because he knew it was wrong. This was a truth he could never face.
‘No.’
He was right.
He wasn’t wrong.
Only then could he live as a human.
Only then could he exist as a human.
‘I’m not wrong.’
His mind felt like it was breaking.
But instead, his mind became clearer.
Sebastian jumped up from his seat and strongly declared what he believed.
“This is all a lie! It’s all a lie, I tell you!”
It was a desperate denial.
It was the only way for him to survive.
Survival is more than just being alive.
To prove his life hadn’t been wrong, Sebastian ignored the truth he himself had proven.
“This magic trick isn’t finished yet!” Sebastian shouted. “The spirit in the medium might not be the real Henry Albert. It could be something Roman Dmitry created. This alone isn’t enough to say Roman Dmitry is the hero of the holy writings. Maron Dmitry isn’t some nobody like that!”
“But didn’t you lead this whole thing?” asked the Prime Minister of Spain. “That doesn’t make sense.”
Sebastian glared at him.
It was a reasonable question, but he acted crazy and refused to accept reality.
“Yes, I led this experiment,” Sebastian said. “But when I think about it, a lot of things are strange. Why did Roman Dmitry come, knowing this place was a trap for him? If Maron Dmitry’s existence was proven, the Dmitry Empire would be in danger. But he watched as if he was sure of something. That’s where things went wrong. He had already twisted the situation, created a way to slander the Maron Church, and cowardly watched what happened to us.”
He spoke nonsense.
He kept going without stopping.
“What has happened to the world since Roman Dmitry appeared?” he asked. “Because of him, the Dmitry Empire was divided, and many people died for him to become emperor. There were chances to save lives, but Roman Dmitry didn’t. The war with Russia is the same. If Roman Dmitry was really the Emperor of the Dmitry Empire, he could have avoided the war by telling the truth. He knew the world wanted him to exist, but he stayed silent and chose to let people die.”
His eyes gradually cleared.
His words seemed right.
The more he spoke, the more he couldn’t understand Roman Dmitry’s actions.
“That’s why I can’t accept it,” Sebastian declared. “The Dmitry successors are humanity’s hope. Even the most ignorant person knows about the Dmitry Empire’s Emperor. But why! Why did Roman Dmitry allow the killings? Why did he cause trouble? The reason is simple: he isn’t the hero of the holy writings. In the writings, Maron Dmitry is a hero who saves humanity and sacrifices himself. Can someone so noble really be the same as Roman Dmitry? Can someone who kills so easily really be the hero the writings talk about?”
He tricked himself.
He stirred up the people.
He believed a believable lie was better than an unbelievable truth.
The person he had imagined was never the same villain as Roman Dmitry.
He was no longer afraid.
This was also a test from God.
Once he decided Roman Dmitry was the devil, he spoke his mind with steady eyes.
“Roman Dmitry!” Sebastian shouted. “Tell me! What are you planning? Why are you tricking us all?”
At that moment, Sebastian saw himself as justice.
Attention focused on Roman Dmitry.
The people’s eyes shifted back and forth.
Now that truth and lies were mixed, the people wanted Roman Dmitry to clearly state the truth.
It was funny.
In that moment of desperate denial, Sebastian lost himself. The man who had sought truth was now clinging to a lie.
Roman Dmitry looked at him, his voice cold.
“Talking about whether I am who I say I am is pointless. But if you all want the truth, I will ask one question. This ‘being’ that the Bible talks about – did he ever promise to save ‘humanity’ even once?'”
Someone mumbled, “What is that…?” Roman Dmitry continued, “I am asking for the truth. In the stories you read about Emperor Dmitry, what kind of person was I? Did I just blindly do good things?” For a moment, the person’s eyes showed doubt.
Emperor Dmitry had never promised to save everyone, and he wasn’t someone who just did good things without thinking.
He was a man who, if he thought he was right, would keep going even if people called him evil.
Because he ended up saving the world, Sebastian had twisted all of this into a big plan to save humanity.
Sebastian was speechless.
He couldn’t say anything.
If he told the truth, he knew it would help Roman Dmitry’s argument.
“No matter what you hoped for, the truth is I am the Emperor of the Dmitry Empire.
Why didn’t I tell you the truth before? Because this ‘being from the Bible’ you imagine is not me.
I never promised to save this world.
I don’t need to care about people who believe in the Maron Church.
You made up a fake idea of me and wanted everyone to worship it.
You wanted me to save the world for no reason.
Sebastian, why should I tell you the truth? Why should I be what you wanted me to be, when I never asked for it?'”
This was a harsh truth.
Roman Dmitry’s words felt like a heavy weight pressing down on everyone.
“I have always done things my way.
I welcomed those who believed in me and followed me.
You could have stayed as my people, like in the Dmitry Empire.
But you chose to believe in a made-up idea and turned away from the Daehan Empire.
The Daehan Empire had good reasons for everything it did, but you didn’t even try to find out the truth.
You just showed hatred.
That’s the truth.
As Emperor of both Dmitry and Daehan, I have killed many people.
I have never said I was doing what is ‘right.’
I don’t try to say bad things are good, like you do.
I know that everything I do is ‘evil’ to someone.
But I want my people to have peace, even if I have to get blood on my hands.
I don’t lie to myself and call it ‘justice.'”
Believe him or not.
It didn’t matter to Roman Dmitry.
He didn’t give them clear proof, but left it for them to decide for themselves.
“Maybe your choice 20 years ago seemed right at the time, but things are different now.
Sebastian, wake up! Look at what’s real.
I am the Emperor of the Dmitry Empire, but I am not the person you wanted me to be so badly.'”
Roman Dmitry turned to look at the leaders of each country.
Their faces showed shock.
He said, “From now on, I will give you one last chance.
I came to this meeting knowing it could be dangerous.
So choose now.
Will you stay my enemies, who tried to trap me?
Or will you pledge loyalty to me, Roman Dmitry?
You have one year to decide.
After that, there will be no more chances.'”
*** The final choice.
The leaders looked at each other.
Because Sebastian had planned this meeting, it was hard for people to suddenly support Roman Dmitry, even though Henry Albert had told the truth.
It was still not an easy decision.
Just then, Wang Wi-ryong spoke up.
“From the start, the truth didn’t matter to me.
Whether Roman Dmitry is the person from the Bible or not, I, Wang Wi-ryong, will follow what I believe is right.
I will give myself to the Daehan Empire from now on.
If Emperor Dmitry wants it, I will gladly face any danger, even death.'”
“The United States agrees,’ said John Harrison.
‘I knew this meeting was a trap by the Maron Church, but the United States decided that following Roman Dmitry is the best thing for everyone.
I also pledge loyalty to Emperor Dmitry.'”
These two powerful leaders had already made up their minds.
By saying it again now, they showed how strong their connection to the Daehan Empire was.
The situation changed quickly.
Among the leaders who were still unsure, one man spoke first.
“Emperor Roman Dmitry! Spain was hesitant because this choice is so important for our country.
But no longer! Even if you do bad things, if it’s for your people, I will follow you.
Please accept us!'”
“‘Italy also pledges loyalty!’ another leader shouted.
‘Sebastian said we should destroy the Daehan Empire at this meeting, but Henry Albert proved Emperor Roman Dmitry is real!'”
“‘Argentina too!’ cried another.
“‘England as well!'”
Spain’s decision started it all.
Now that countries were pledging loyalty for the first time, except for those who already had, the other leaders knew they had to act fast or miss their chance.
From then on, they rushed to pledge their loyalty.
As leaders of their countries, they put aside their pride and shouted that they would live for the Daehan Empire from now on.
The tide was turning.
More than half now supported the Daehan Empire.
Those who had clearly sided with Sebastian were lost and didn’t know what to do.
‘…Damn it,’ thought Patrice.
He was especially confused.
He had always been Sebastian’s loyal follower, so it was very hard for him to suddenly say he would follow Roman Dmitry, even with the truth out in the open.
But staying with Sebastian didn’t seem like the right choice either.
Sebastian had said this plan was a perfect chance to prove Maron Dmitry was real.
He believed in his plan so strongly that he brought all the world leaders together for this meeting.
But now, that belief shattered.
It wasn’t just that the plan failed.
Patrice started to doubt if Sebastian was always telling the truth.
His blind faith was cracking.
A little bit of doubt had entered his mind.
Everything had changed.
This doubt made cracks in his trust, and he couldn’t just believe blindly anymore.
“‘The tide has already turned,’ Patrice thought.
‘Now that Henry Albert, the writer of the Bible, has shown that Emperor Roman Dmitry is real, no one will believe the Maron Church, no matter what Sebastian says.
The Maron Church, which used to guide everyone, is finished.'”
The truth was obvious.
Henry Albert’s words were enough.
If that was the only thing people knew for sure, it was clear that Roman Dmitry was humanity’s hope.
Patrice’s eyes met Sebastian’s.
He saw the desperation in Sebastian’s eyes.
Patrice quickly tried to look away and decided to save himself.
“‘France too…’ he started to say.
“That’s enough,’ Roman Dmitry interrupted, his voice cold.
He looked right at Patrice.
‘France followed the Maron Church and led this whole meeting.
You planned a trap, hoping I would come here and be destroyed.
You made your choice then.
Countries like France, who helped plan this, will be seen as enemies of the Daehan Empire, just like the Maron Church.'”
Hearing those words, Patrice felt his heart drop.