The Heavenly Demon Can’t Live A Normal Life [EN]: Chapter 575

Pain hit his head suddenly.

Andres couldn’t even struggle. His eyes were wide as magic power pushed down on him, strong and heavy.

‘This is absurd…’

The place between worlds.

No one can just walk into this place.

Opening the gate to that place is hard, but normal people can’t last even a moment in the wild magic here. It would destroy them. That is the place between worlds.

Yet, Kim Pan-seok followed Andres without hesitation.

It needed great magic, but he seemed to ignore the rules of time and space as if they were nothing. He pulled Andres through.

It was unbelievable.

He wanted to ask what was happening, but Kim Pan-seok tightened his grip and spoke fiercely.

“Remember this from now on. You are only allowed to answer.”

Thwack.

His face slammed into the ground.

He couldn’t even lift his head.

In that state…

Thud, thud.

He heard someone walking closer.

It must be Roman Dmitry.

He stopped right in front of him, and a cold voice echoed above his head.

“Are you one of the chosen?”

“……”

Seeing that he wouldn’t speak, Roman Dmitry continued.

“Let me tell you what I think. The chosen ones get powers from an ‘absolute being.’ When bad things happen, people think the chosen ones do them because of this being. You are the same, right? You were sure you were safe and talked about a quest. That means you got something from an absolute being.”

If so…

He needed to know the purpose.

Why the absolute beings were doing this, and why Andres followed them.

“Absolute beings only help humans for fun. Like watching ants fight, they like seeing what happens when they give humans powers. I think you are making the absolute beings happy. But the Maron Church is dividing people and will destroy the world. So why would you, a human, follow them? If the world ends, it doesn’t matter how strong you are.”

Again, he did not answer.

He didn’t think all the chosen ones were evil.

They become strong to survive, so he didn’t want to blame everyone just because some did bad things.

But Andres was different.

He was doing this just for a reward… he knew what the results would be.

He smiled.

Roman Dmitry had seen people shut their mouths like this before.

“Okay, keep your will. I like people with strong wills. It means there is something to talk about.”

Tap.

He took a step back.

Andres didn’t understand what was happening.

It was then.

Whack.

“?!”,

Someone grabbed his hair and yanked him up.

It was Kim Pan-seok.

He glared at Andres and spoke quietly so others couldn’t hear.

“You son of a bitch. You’re dead.”

In that moment…

Blink.

Then, everything went black.

Andres felt like his body was sinking.

Andres struggled to open his eyes and saw that he was in a dark space.

And then…

“Why? Are you scared?”

Kim Pan-seok walked around him.

He moved slowly, touching Andres lightly with his fingers, like he was brushing dust off him.

“Andres. This is the mind world. It’s a space made by magic, and you feel the same pain here as outside. But do you know what’s interesting? Time is different here. One day here is one minute outside. We have a very long time together in here.”

Srrrr.

A chair appeared.

Kim Pan-seok sat in the chair, crossed his legs, and asked slowly.

“Tell me everything you know.”

1 second, 2 seconds, 3 seconds.

He didn’t wait long.

Kim Pan-seok smiled cruelly.

“Okay, try to take it then.”

Suddenly, Andres felt his mind open wide.

It was like he was swallowed whole, and terrible pain exploded through him. It felt like ants were biting him all over, starting from his toes.

“Ugh, Aargh!”

He screamed.

He tried to escape, but his magic didn’t work.

Andres didn’t know that Kim Pan-seok, when he was Alexandre, had used dark magic to torture many people and destroy their minds.

Kim Pan-seok decided to use the torture methods he hadn’t used since he got a new life, for Roman Dmitry.

Just a human.

Andres wasn’t strong enough to fight back.

Kim Pan-seok was stronger in mind power and trapped Andres in the mental space.

“Kraaah!”

The screams never stopped.

First, ants bit him, then flames burst out. After struggling in the heat, a cold wave froze his body. Andres knew this pain wasn’t real. It was from the mind world. He should be able to break free with his magic, but Kim Pan-seok’s magic was too strong.

Pain like this shouldn’t exist.

It was beyond anything he could have imagined.

“Kuh, Kuh-heuk. People remember you as the White-Clad Wizard. Can you do this? If people find out, they will feel betrayed.”

He was a symbol of justice.

He held onto that idea.

He begged for the pain to stop.

Kim Pan-seok looked at Andres’s twisted face with no pity at all.

“You pathetic bastard. This is the real me. So, let’s take our time. Even if you don’t tell the truth, I feel great joy from hurting someone who went against Emperor Roman Dmitry. Ah, if you want to tell the truth, wiggle your fingers to ask for mercy. Then I’ll give you two more days of pain and let you go.”

His smile got wider.

Andres tried to ignore the pain.

He had to endure.

If he betrayed them, he would die. He had no choice.

But one day, two days, three days, four days…

Time went on and on in the mind world. Slowly, Andres’s mind started to break.

Sreuk.

Andres opened his eyes.

His eyes stared blankly.

He didn’t know how long it had been, and he didn’t care anymore.

His mind was broken.

Alexandr’s dark magic had hurt him badly. Alexandr was like a demon. Andreas was just a normal person, and he couldn’t take it anymore.

The future he had dreamed of as the chosen one? Such things no longer mattered.

He just wanted to die quickly. His body felt weak and lifeless.

Roman Dmitry asked,

“Are you the chosen one?”

The question was asked again.

This time, it was different.

Andreas spoke the truth.

“…Yes, I am.”

“Tell me the truth you know.”

“The Absolute told me what to do. My job was to help Sebastian, the Head Priest, bring Maron Dmitry to this world. The Absolute was very interested in the ‘Scripture.’ They had attacked many worlds before, but this one was different. They thought something special would happen here. I helped make sure the Maron Order was created like they wanted. Sebastian’s work as an anthropologist, the defilement of the name, and the restoration magic—all of it was the Absolute’s plan. They didn’t just want to bring Maron Dmitry here for a short time. They hoped the Maron Order would bring them fun for a long time.”

That was the moment the question was resolved.

The truth was revealed.

This explained why Henry Albert’s biography was given to Sebastian, and why people thought Roman Dmitry was Maron Dmitry.

The Absolutes must have been laughing somewhere, watching the humans.

Watching humans struggle to live was funny to them, in a different way than watching other worlds.

“If they wanted to bring Maron Dmitry here, does that mean the Absolute doesn’t really know about ‘Dmitry’s world’?”

“That’s right. They don’t know the entire endless dimension. They learned about Roman Dmitry’s existence through the biography. They made him Maron Dmitry to experiment with the Successor. The Successor is something even the Absolutes don’t know about. They saw the Scripture as the reason and watched how humanity changed through the Maron Order. Because of all the misunderstandings, they were also interested in what would happen when Roman Dmitry came in the future.”

Humans were in the palm of their hand.

The Absolutes would be looking down on humans even now.

“According to the plan, the dimensional shift would have happened at least 10 years from now. But when you appeared, things changed. They wanted to speed up the plan and divide humanity. The quest they gave me was to cause the division, so the Maron Order and you would be completely separate, leading to a world war.”

“Why do you follow the Absolute? If the world is destroyed, the world you live in will also disappear.”

“……After they have had enough fun, they promised to leave a part of the world behind.”

That was the end of it.

He confirmed all the truth that Andreas knew.

Andreas, who had lost his mind, told everything like a puppet. Then, he begged Roman Dmitry with a desperate face.

“Please, kill me.”

It felt like an eternity.

His mind was completely burned out.

He had stopped wanting to live a long time ago.

Roman Dmitry looked at Andreas with cold eyes.

And then.

“Very well.”

Flash!

He blew his head off.

Blood splattered on his face in the cold, stone room.

Roman Dmitry turned his gaze and looked at Sebastian, who had a blank expression.

“Do you still think everything you did was right for people?”

Everything was shocking.

He lost his reason for living.

Sebastian had always believed he was helping humanity. He thought he was a hero. He was certain that everything he did would lead humanity to salvation.

But Andreas had denied everything about him.

The first time he got and understood Henry Albert’s biography, the moment he found out about Maron Dmitry and started the Maron Order, his desperate and urgent appearance as he told people about the future of humanity and shouted that they would be saved if they believed in the Maron Order.

Crash!

Everything was shattered.

His mind was torn to shreds.

From beginning to end, it was all the Absolute’s manipulation.

The being that brought despair to this world used him as a puppet to play with humans.

Before he started screaming, Sebastian struggled internally, trying to make sense of what he had learned.

“Aah, aah, aaaaah!”

He screamed.

He grabbed his head and slammed it against the floor.

He couldn’t understand.

How could he accept such a truth?

It was miserable.

He was ashamed and cursed himself.

Sebastian raised his head with a dazed face. He took out a dagger he had hidden in his clothes and pointed it at his own neck. The dagger trembled in his hand before he plunged it into his neck. Blood welled up, dark red against his pale skin.

“I, I really didn’t know. I didn’t know. So, even if it’s through death, my sins……”

“Don’t be mistaken.”

Sebastian.

There was no reason to feel sorry for him.

The truth doesn’t matter.

Whatever the reason, he is responsible for what happened.

The Maron Order divided humanity and sacrificed many people in the name of justice.

At least in this life, no matter how much he regrets it, he can’t bring back the dead.

“You are just someone unimportant. Your death won’t make up for the people who died because of you. So……”

He didn’t stop him.

Roman Dmitry watched Sebastian as blood started to drip from the trembling dagger.

“Just die without any meaning.”

Sebastian gritted his teeth.

He closed his eyes tightly.

His mind was faint, and he couldn’t fully accept what was happening.

But he knew one thing for sure.

Thunk.

“Cough, cough.”

He stabbed the dagger into his neck.

Spitting out blood, he looked up at Roman Dmitry with trembling eyes.

This life.

He wasn’t even good enough to make his death meaningful.

Plop.

Sebastian collapsed to the floor.

Sebastian, Andreas, Patrice.

Blood flowed from the bodies, and the leaders of each country were frozen, unable to say anything.

Roman Dmitry moved forward.

And then.

He sat in the seat of honor as if it was natural and said.

“From now on, we will resume the international conference.”

His voice was cold.

People were startled.

Realizing what was happening, they quickly found their seats and sat down.

Everyone accepted that Roman Dmitry had become the ruler of this world only a year after starting the Dmitry Empire.