Disciple of The Three Kings [EN]: Chapter 524

The endless cycle of birth and destruction.

The Three Kings, having spent time with Chaos, came to understand that this cycle was a terrible torment for him.

Chaos, who had given them life and power.

In some ways, Chaos was as innocent as a child.

“Please, break free from that cycle.”

The Three Kings wanted to save Chaos.

They tried countless methods and experiences to save Chaos, but the result was always the same.

Disappointment and destruction.

Chaos was only becoming more wounded and broken.

Then, they devised a final plan.

“To help Chaos understand what it means to be human.”

To make Chaos understand what humans are, what the world is.

“To give Chaos a human life.”

The plan was established and decided.

For that, the Three Kings had to risk their existence and everything they had.

They sacrificed their world, a world nearing destruction, and even used Chaos’s power to create a world called Earth.

And.

“This will be the last time. After this, I will accept whatever happens.”

Also, with Chaos’s permission, they sealed his memories and made him a perfect human.

A world where everything was prepared.

According to the Three Kings’ scenario.

They managed Chaos, influenced the world, and even created the player system using Gehenna’s will [Gehenna is a term often used to refer to a place of torment or hell] to prevent the worst-case scenario.

“Waaah!”

It was the moment Chaos was born on Earth with the name Rowoon.

They intended for him to experience hardship and adversity, but the Saebom Orphanage was unexpected.

They worried that he might become too numb and wounded from experiencing too much pain and adversity.

“We might have to intervene.”

The Demon King said that.

“No.”

The two Kings had different opinions.

“Human life is not just about joy. Rather, hardship, adversity, sadness, and suffering are the greatest parts of being human.”

“We must take responsibility for the consequences.”

Time passed, and Rowoon grew up.

And.

“Who are you?”

Wounded, he came to them in human form.

“We will give you a chance.”

As the scenario dictated.

They accepted Chaos as their disciple and gave him everything.

There was nothing particularly special about it.

They only wished for one thing.

“That his memories would be further sealed, that he could enjoy a more complete human life.”

Also, to pour out all the love they wanted to give him.

And finally.

“What is your name?”

They asked his name.

“It’s Rowoon.”

It was the moment the plan truly began.

Rowoon, who had gained power.

He was destined to be the king of the world called Earth.

A king with overwhelming power and absolute authority is always a target and provokes resistance.

Chaos had always been such a being.

However, Chaos, who had overwhelming power from the beginning, made it all meaningless.

“His power will awaken slowly.”

Rowoon was different.

He would find his power step by step, and through that process, he would experience what it means to be human.

They knew he would contemplate what it means to be a king.

And.

“Please!”

The Sword King shouted.

The moment their plan was completed.

It was the moment they stood at the crossroads of failure or success.

“I’m saying, save you! Chaos!”

He shouted.

“Save you! Rowoon!”

The Sword King cried out.

With their millennia of history.

With the will of the Three Kings, they begged and begged.

And.

Kwoooong-!

A massive power began to gather in Chaos’s hand.

* * *

“Is it a failure….”

The Sword King said self-deprecatingly.

The power raging in Chaos’s hand was the power of destruction they had seen countless times.

The moment that fist was clenched, the world would head towards its predetermined end, destruction.

It also meant that their plan had ultimately failed.

‘It’s a pity.’

They had tried to save Chaos, but they had failed.

‘But….’

The Sword King looked at Chaos.

The clear trembling in his eyes.

‘Did you feel something?’

He asked him in his heart.

‘Even for a single moment, were you not lonely?’

In their relationship, words were unnecessary.

“Are you not avoiding it?”

He also spoke to those who stood guarding Chaos.

“Destruction is coming. It won’t be painful. But even so, you are not running away.”

“Why should we?”

Hase Min and the others seemed to have already understood everything.

So they smiled.

“This is where I belong. I will be with the one I serve.”

It was a relief.

“It might not be the end.”

They were already qualified to be kings.

Originally, only one person with the qualifications of a king is born in a single world.

However, because it was a world where the existence of Chaos had greatly intervened, and because it was a place created by combining several worlds with the power of the Three Kings, so many people with the status of king were born.

They might not be destroyed.

In the gap of Chaos.

‘They are our successors.’

They might take their place and one day save Chaos.

Koo-ooo-!

Thinking that, his heart felt lighter.

Complete annihilation.

Swoosh.

It was the moment the Sword King closed his eyes, waiting for it.

‘The end.’

It was the end.

‘You’ve worked hard all this time, my comrades.’

Remembering the two Kings who had left first, though their wills were together, the Sword King was waiting for the end.

It was then.

Pasut.

At the small sound, the Sword King slowly opened his eyes.

“It was painful.”

At the voice he heard.

“……!”

The Sword King, as well as everyone present, widened their eyes.

It was.

“It was so painful.”

It was Rowoon’s voice.

“There was never a time when being born and growing up wasn’t painful.”

“Was that so?”

The human life he had experienced.

“It was so fierce, so vile, and so painful.”

Was it just pain?

The Sword King’s expression became bitter.

At the end, which he had tried to greet with just a small hope and relief, he felt self-loathing for having only given pain instead of saving Chaos.

“But….”

The voice came again.

“I was also happy.”

He said.

“Those who believe in me, those who rely on me. The existence of brothers… I was happy.”

“……!”

“I resented them for betraying me, and I even wished for the world to be destroyed.”

He could have done that at any time.

He was Chaos, the embodiment of destruction.

But unconsciously, he wished that the world would not be destroyed.

He had somehow forgiven those who had betrayed him and was giving a chance to the cruel world.

“Meeting you….”

Chaos, who had no expression.

The moment a smile spread across his face.

“Keuh…!”

The Sword King let out a groan he had never made before.

“I was happy.”

It felt like he was about to burst.

Thump! Thump! Thump!

The Sword King, who had reached transcendence and controlled even his organs and emotions, felt like he was about to burst at this moment because he could not erase the overwhelming emotion.

“It was salvation.”

“Keuheok!”

“What is love, what is family. Why….”

The memories of the past filled his head.

Blood and slaughter.

He remembered the moment when humans killed each other and burned with their desires.

But.

“My baby.”

Even then, to protect each other.

“Mother!”

Loving each other.

“Kill me instead!”

He now knew that there were also those who sacrificed themselves.

Everything was just a dot to him.

He had never looked deeply at each one and watched them.

But now that he had become one of them, he felt like he knew.

“That is what I created as humans….”

They were himself.

“What I wanted to have, everything I have….”

He realized.

“That is what it means to be human.”

He was the same.

He had simply not placed humans and the world on the same level as himself.

Just as humans do not grieve over the death of an ant, and do not accept an ant that defies them, he was the same.

In fact.

“We are the same….”

Rowoon said as he passed by those who were protecting him.

“I felt it.”

“……!”

Honorifics.

That small difference said everything.

“I was not lonely meeting my teachers.”

That negativity he had.

“I was not lonely meeting you.”

He was acknowledging that it was being covered with a shred of positivity.

“Shinma….”

“My lord…!”

The chaos in Rowoon’s grasp gradually disappeared.

“But I still don’t know.”

“You won’t know. I also don’t know what it means to be human.”

The disciple and the teacher talked.

“You will never know.”

“Yes. That’s probably right.”

Rowoon smiled bitterly.

“In a way, it might seem better for everything to be destroyed. Because there would be no more sadness and pain.”

Rowoon, Chaos.

‘You are crying sadly.’

He had only been unable to watch their pain.

If there was something that bothered him, he would just remove it, just like that.

In fact.

“I ran away.”

He now knew that he had run away without taking responsibility for what he had created.

“Did you choose it?”

The Sword King asked.

“It will be difficult.”

The future he would face.

“You might regret this moment and be engulfed in even greater pain. Because there is that much difference between knowing and not knowing.”

“But I came to know because of my teachers.”

Rowoon smiled bitterly.

“I will endure it.”

Rowoon looked around.

All the fighting had stopped, and they were looking at him.

“I will respect their freedom, and I will live among them.”

“Shinma!”

“But.”

Rowoon now looked at his people and said.

“I won’t be able to be with you.”

“……!”

“I plan to look around and experience the world, not taking sides with anyone.”

It was a regrettable thing to say, but.

“Please do so.”

Hase Min readily replied.

“But please know that there is always a home to return to.”

It was then.

Swoosh.

The power of chaos that emanated from Rowoon’s body began to linger around the Sword King and take shape.

What appeared there were the Martial King and the Demon King, who had already died.

They had returned by the power of chaos, and they were the same as before, guarding Rowoon’s side.

“I will watch the world with my teachers.”

Rowoon was smiling.

On his shoulder.

Swoosh.

The Three Kings placed their hands.

“But remember, and tell them. If my heart ever changes….”

A world without gods.

“I will come find you.”

He hoped that knowing that gods existed would be a blessing for them.

With that wish.

Swoosh.

Rowoon turned his head.

Three teachers appeared before his eyes.

The time they had spent together in the gap of chaos.

No, even before that.

“Chaos.”

Those who had been with him, true family-like beings.

“Will you join me?”

Rowoon smiled and said to them.

“Let’s do that.”

The Sword King said.

“Huh. Sniff.”

The Martial King rubbed his nose.

“You look good. Martial King.”

The Demon King smiled.

They nodded, watching their success.

“Thank you.”

Rowoon said as he disappeared into the light with them.

“Thank you, my teachers.”

Chaos.

The loneliness that existed in the beginning became a togetherness….

Srrr-!

May he never be lonely again.

“We will wait.”

“We will wait.”

That there is always a home to return to.

“Thank you.”

Rowoon, the Blood Demon, the Heavenly Demon, the Divine Demon, Chaos, the disciple of the Three Kings….

“The Human King.”

The king of humans descended that day and disappeared.

It was the end of a long time and a new beginning.

“The End of the Three Kings’ Disciple”