Disciple Of The Three Kings [EN]: Chapter 520

“You are Chaos.”

That was it.

“……!”

The truth revealed.

Something he didn’t want to face.

“Didn’t you already know? You must have already felt it.”

A monumental truth.

Thud!

A massive truth that made his heart sink and his whole body stagger.

“You are Chaos….”

“Stop!”

He shouted desperately.

“Haa… Haa….”

His breath grew ragged.

Sway!

His body swayed as if about to collapse. In the realm of the mind, which had nothing to do with his physical power, he had taken too much damage.

“Haa… Haa!”

He felt like he was going insane.

-You are Chaos.

The other’s words echoed in his head, branded like a mark.

All the time he had experienced, had spent….

“Haa!”

It was all just fabricated memories, nothing but lies.

Shudder.

He looked at his trembling hand.

It was too enormous a truth to accept, even if he tried.

“I….”

The other’s words.

“Chaos….”

Ah, a groan escaped him.

“I’m… Chaos….”

He looked at the other’s face.

The other’s face, without a single tremor, told him the truth.

“I can’t believe it.”

He barely gathered his wits and denied it.

“Do you even have proof that this isn’t your trickery?”

I am not Chaos.

The other is Chaos.

And Chaos had the power to mess with and break people’s minds in some way.

“This is all just an illusion you’re showing me. Isn’t that right, Chaos?”

He said, approaching the other with bloodshot eyes.

“Show me proof that it’s not a lie.”

Finally, a smile seemed to spread across the other’s lips.

This is it.

This is the answer….

Wham!

But his face crumpled, and he had to stop in his tracks.

That face, without a single tremor.

That was proof and truth in itself.

“If I were Chaos,”

The other said.

“Why would I be arguing with you?”

The other asked him instead.

“You know, the seal is already broken. If I were Chaos.”

Yes, if that other were Chaos.

“I would have already taken your body and gone outside.”

Yes.

“That’s right….”

But the other was here.

Clench.

Even now, if he wanted, he could escape this inner world and return to his original place.

The other hadn’t overcome him.

No, he didn’t even seem to have the intention to.

‘What if all of this is a mockery?’

He assumed.

‘That other is Chaos.’

He denied it.

‘That other is….’

Even if he tried to affirm it….

“Ha!”

He had no choice but to admit it.

“I really am Chaos.”

The fact that he was Chaos.

“You’re finally admitting it.”

The other said, looking at him.

He remembered what the other had said earlier.

That the time when he was Chaos was not after Rowoon, who had been trained by the Three Kings, fought and sealed Chaos, but before that, at the time he met the Three Kings.

Maybe….

“What are you?”

That thought occurred to him.

“If I was already Chaos when I met my masters, then what the hell are you?”

What was the other?

And the answer to that came.

“I am you.”

That was the truth.

Rowoon.

And Chaos.

The two of them.

“Were one.”

They were one from the beginning, not divided.

* * *

Kukukuku-!

The world was shaking as if it would collapse.

“……!”

Those who were watching the scene.

“What on earth is happening?”

Bondenno asked the Sword King, Ziegkhardt.

“What on earth….”

The scene before his eyes was something that Bondenno found hard to accept.

His masterpiece, the culmination of his life as a genius and master of magic circles….

Swish-!

Was binding Rowoon, his friend and the very person who had allowed him to be here.

Clank!

Rowoon, with a vacant look in his eyes, was shaking as if having a seizure, and with each shake, the chains tightened around him.

Squeeze-!

Rowoon’s body, bound by the chains, looked so precarious.

“What….”

It was something he had gotten involved in, something he had decided on.

“What is happening?”

That was why he had to know everything.

Kukukuku-!

Rowoon’s body was moving in spasms, and the world was shaking as if it would collapse.

It was an immense power.

An unbelievable presence.

Already.

Swish-!

The war that was taking place in the Imperial City had stopped.

In the precarious world that seemed to be collapsing, those who sensed the abnormality were heading towards this place one by one.

But Bondenno’s magic circle.

Swish!

The Sword King’s aura was blocking their approach.

“Finally….”

The Sword King’s voice, as if groaning, echoed.

“He is facing the truth.”

“The truth….”

Bondenno bit his lip.

“Really….”

It was the reason he had betrayed his friend, whom he trusted more than anyone, and stood in this place.

It was also the reason he had used his masterpiece to bind his friend.

“Are you saying Rowoon is Chaos?”

“…….”

Rowoon is Chaos.

-That other is Chaos.

His friend, who always said he was fighting something.

Bondenno had wanted to alleviate his pain somehow because his pain and struggle seemed so great.

So, when he asked what he was fighting, his friend said it was Chaos.

-Chaos is….

And when he asked what it was.

-It is an evil that should never be released into the world, and it is destruction itself.

His friend’s explanation was truly terrible.

Chaos was an existence that was considered a sin and a terror in itself, like a terrible disaster in some myth.

It was an existence that showed how great and admirable Rowoon’s sacrifice was in fighting it.

But the Sword King, whom he had faced, had said.

-Rowoon.

His friend.

-My disciple is Chaos.

That Rowoon was Chaos.

At first, he couldn’t believe it, but the Sword King showed him several pieces of evidence.

And above all.

-Lend me your abilities for your friend’s sake.

That what he wanted was for Rowoon’s sake.

There was not a single lie in the eyes of the man who made such a request.

-I swear on my heart and the Empire.

Because all those oaths were not lies, Bondenno participated in this grand plan.

Kukukuku-!

The world seemed about to collapse at any moment.

The Sword King said.

That Rowoon was facing the truth right now.

“He must have realized that he is Chaos.”

And.

“How many times is this?”

Bondenno asked.

“That other….”

His friend.

“How many times has he realized the truth?”

The Sword King said.

That this was a grand plan, part of an infinite process.

“Seven. This is the seventh time.”

That his friend had already gone through this several times, and that so many worlds had been destroyed repeatedly.

“And this time….”

The Sword King said.

“We must hope that it is the end.”

“If it repeats, what happens if he can’t accept the truth?”

“Haven’t you already seen it?”

The evidence that the Sword King had shown him.

The undeniable truths spoke for themselves.

Swoosh.

The Sword King’s face, looking up at the sky, was full of emptiness and exhaustion.

“Everything will be annihilated. That is the kind of power my disciple has.”

The Sword King said.

“The sky will collapse, and the earth will rise. When they meet, the world will return to its beginning.”

And.

“It will repeat.”

All the past history will be repeated once again.

Towards this very moment.

“Is this time different?”

Bondenno asked.

If it had already been repeated seven times, there was no guarantee that this time would be different.

“There are many exceptions.”

The Sword King said.

“Originally, Bondenno, you died several times to save Rowoon before Rowoon met us.”

“……!”

“And sometimes, you betrayed Rowoon and sold him to the Assembly [a governing body].”

It was a timeline and an event he didn’t know about.

“Such….”

“A single decision, a single action, has a huge impact on the world. There was even a time when you were caught by the Assembly’s pursuit team and didn’t even get to meet Rowoon. In this timeline, this version of you has finally blossomed.”

He saw the chains binding Rowoon before his eyes.

“You have played a big role in creating a way to buy time, even if only for a moment, when Rowoon can’t make a decision.”

The Sword King also said.

“And….”

That was the reason why he thought this time would be different.

“It will be different. It has to be different.”

It wasn’t confidence that came from any reason.

Just.

“It will be.”

It was just hope and faith.

“Ah….”

Bondenno couldn’t bring himself to speak.

He had only heard a rough story.

That the Sword King and Rowoon’s masters had already repeated this several times.

That they had been refining the plan, executing it again, and living only for a single moment, repeating it for thousands and tens of thousands of years.

He couldn’t even imagine how difficult that journey would be.

“It has to be different.”

His face now looked exhausted, but on the other hand, there was a desire not to give up.

“Now is the moment when everything is decided.”

Right in front of them.

The Sword King sensed that the time had come.

“And that decision will be entirely up to my disciple.”

Depending on the decision, all fates would change.

The transcendents, who prided themselves on being among the strongest in the world, could disappear like a handful of fleeting sand.

The history that the world had built up could be scattered into dust in an instant.

And all of that, as he had said, depended on Rowoon.

“…….”