The Heavenly Demon Can’t Live A Normal Life [EN]: Chapter 583

Plop.

It was a pointless death.

Julien, who thought he was special, met an enemy he couldn’t understand and couldn’t fight.

Kim Pan-seok looked down at the body with cold eyes. He knew killing Julien like this would cause him trouble.

Swish.

He stood up.

Wiping the blood from his hands, he checked the Karma Pendant he kept in his pocket.

“It’s so damn black.”

It seemed to warn him about what was coming.

The Karma Pendant was getting darker.

Only good deeds could clean Karma, but following Roman Dmitry, he lived between good and evil.

Defeating the Absolute and saving humanity could be a good thing.

But to do it, he did bad things like murder. Kim Pan-seok knew his Karma was getting worse.

Was this really… a life for himself?

The Karma Pendant showed he was going the wrong way. If Dmitry’s people didn’t forgive him, he might die.

Thinking clearly, it made no sense. His life now and what might happen after death were both uncertain. If he was smart, he would leave Roman Dmitry.

Kim Pan-seok wasn’t stupid.

He knew his situation, but he had stopped worrying about it a long time ago.

‘Demon Lord Baek Jung-hyuk.’

That name.

People called him Roman Dmitry, but Kim Pan-seok remembered Demon Lord Baek Jung-hyuk from his past life.

An absolute being looking down on the world. To Kim Pan-seok, who worked hard every day, the story of Demon Lord Baek Jung-hyuk was exciting and scary.

He always wanted to be his man.

He knew he could never be the Demon Lord, even in his dreams. But he wanted to be close to him, one of his trusted friends, walking behind him with pride as the Demon Lord led the way.

How good would that feel?

If he served someone who controlled the world, even someone like him would feel special.

It wasn’t just wanting to share his glory.

It wasn’t meaningful because he served a powerful person, but because he was a man of Demon Lord Baek Jung-hyuk, it was worth giving his life.

‘This is the last time I will live as myself.’

No more.

Kim Pan-seok in his ignorant days, Emperor Alexandre who caused despair, and even Park Min-woo, the White-Clad Wizard. This life cycle was enough.

No matter what happened, he didn’t want to regret anything.

Thud.

He threw the Karma Pendant on the floor.

Crack!

He crushed it.

Kim Pan-seok smirked as the Karma Pendant broke into pieces. It was a cold smirk.

“Come what may.”

It was do or die.

If he was going to be normal, he wouldn’t have told Roman Dmitry who he was in the first place.

He turned around.

What was important now was not his Karma.

Nor the Absolute.

Only that he had done what Roman Dmitry asked.

Kim Pan-seok felt lighter thinking about getting praise.

Just then, Kim Pan-seok stopped. He hadn’t gone far when the sky above turned a blinding white. A deep rumble shook the ground, and then the air cracked and split with a sound like tearing cloth – CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! It was a storm, but not of rain or wind. It was raw magic, exploding outwards. The magic roared like a hungry beast, trying to swallow everything around it. Then, streaks of lightning, brighter than any he’d ever seen, slashed down, slamming into the buildings below.

Since Roman Dmitry became powerful, the main buildings had strong magic defenses.

They could stop most magic, but the buildings were falling apart under the powerful attack.

Wham!

Rumble!

This was like a natural disaster.

Kim Pan-seok quickly used his magic to protect the buildings from what felt like God’s punishment.

“Kuh.”

The magic was quickly stopped.

Because of the altar skill he used before, his magic was weak. He couldn’t stop this powerful magic, like the anger of a god.

He had used the power of his past life for a moment.

But now, Kim Pan-seok’s current body was paying the price. Using too much magic would hurt him.

He could get more mana by using the dead from the Dark Gate, but he didn’t want to use too much since he didn’t know what was happening yet.

He looked up at the sky.

In the storm of magic, huge clouds came together to make a ‘human face.’

He knew what it was.

That was the Absolute.

The Absolute, who had asked to talk through Julien, had come to this world and shown himself.

[You foolish humans. Listen to me! I am Volfir, the Absolute.]

A dark but strong voice.

Volfir’s voice felt like it was whispering right next to them, digging into the ears of everyone, including Kim Pan-seok.

[I wanted to give you a chance, using my servant. I wanted to talk and tell you what you did wrong, and how to fix it. I was going to be kind, but Roman Dmitry, who calls himself the human leader, has thrown away your chance to live.]

It was clear.

The Absolute mentioned Roman Dmitry, blaming him for the disaster.

And it was true. Some Absolutes were angry at Roman Dmitry’s arrogance.

Volfir.

He couldn’t hold back his anger.

Seeing Julien’s death, he showed himself even though it wasn’t time yet.

[Roman Dmitry! Show yourself now! If you, representing billions of people, explain what you did wrong, I, the merciful Volfir, will give humans a small chance to live. But if I don’t like your answer, I will destroy this world now!]

Above the sky.

The voice of the Absolute, looking down on everyone, was impossible to ignore.

[I said NOW!]

At that voice, the weak humans trembled in fear.

The streets were ruins.

In a short time, magic had destroyed everything, and the efforts of humans were gone like a sandcastle.

That was the power of the Absolute.

They, who brought disasters to the world, had so much power that they could play with humans like toys.

It was impossible to fight them.

People who were angry at the Absolute because of Roman Dmitry now felt hopeless after seeing the Absolute for themselves.

That monster.

The divine being was immense. How could a mere human possibly withstand it?

Just then.

Thud, thud.

Roman Dmitry appeared.

He stepped into the chaotic street, and as he calmly walked, people’s eyes followed him.

They could no longer blindly trust him.

If they had believed in and followed Roman Dmitry because of his absolute power, the Absolute Being had shown a destructive force that shattered that belief.

The Absolute Being’s intention was very clear.

As the people’s distrustful eyes showed, the Absolute Being was trying to blame Roman Dmitry for everything that would happen.

People thought it was Roman Dmitry’s fault.

Not the Absolute Beings who caused the disaster, but Roman Dmitry for going against their rules.

The deaths of the people and the destruction of the world were all because of a human’s reckless actions, not knowing his place.

Roman Dmitry didn’t care about the gazes that suddenly changed. The attitude of the masses could always change.

Power brings responsibility. Roman Dmitry knew this from the moment he became a leader.

Some seek power without responsibility, but that power collapses quickly because of the distrust it creates.

Roman Dmitry took responsibility.

Accepting reality, he stopped walking and looked up at the Absolute Being.

Volfir said starkly:

“[Foolish human. We told you about ten disasters. It is a test. If you stop them, you are worthy to live. But how dare you attack us? If you are not entertaining enough, if you don’t play your role, we will punish you!]”

It was ridiculous.

If they didn’t entertain the Absolute Beings enough, they would be punished with death.

Roman Dmitry didn’t want everyone to be destroyed. He coldly replied to the idea of surviving by sacrificing some people.

“Does that mean we should live as your toys and risk our lives on an uncertain future?”

“[You have no choice. Accept it, or die. That is all.]”

“No, we don’t have to agree to your choice.”

Absolute Being.

It didn’t matter if they were gods.

Roman Dmitry had made up his mind and would never allow the Absolute Being to exist.

“If countless people have to die for your amusement, I will use those lives for a valuable purpose. Lives lost to regain our peace will at least leave no regrets compared to dying as toys.”

Sreung.

He drew his sword.

There was no calling.

He didn’t appear before the people to answer any call.

Roman Dmitry looked at the frightened faces and spoke clearly about the future.

“I cannot promise to save everyone. Many people will die, but I promise you this: I lived as Roman Dmitry and saved the world in my past life. All the stories you know are true, and this life will be no different than when I fought the Demon King. So, fight with me. Give me your strength, your courage, everything you have, until your last breath.”

Kwa-rung.

Rumble!

He unleashed his magic power.

His eyes turned black, and people were speechless.

His voice didn’t waver, even with the Absolute Being looking down from the sky. It filled them with an emotion that words couldn’t describe.

“If you do this, when the war is over, I will give you the hope of living as humans.”

At this moment, some people took Roman Dmitry’s words in a special way.

The Maron Church.

Sebastian was dead, but they still existed.

They were confused between truth and lies, but Roman Dmitry’s words thrilled them.

“Ah.”

The Bible had said:

Maron Dmitry.

The hero who saved the continent from the Demon King.

When he came to this world, he would solve all problems like the Absolute Being and save humanity.

When it was revealed that Maron Dmitry was Roman Dmitry, and he killed Sebastian, the founder of the Maron Church, the followers became confused.

They didn’t know how to live in the future.

But not anymore.

The hero existed!

The being the Bible spoke of told the people he would save humanity as foretold.

The followers of the Maron Church felt an undeniable destiny in the situation before them.

Without anyone speaking first, they raised their voices.

“Oh, hero!”

“We will follow you! We will give our lives to follow the hero!”

“Ah, Roman Dmitry, Your Imperial Majesty! Please accept us!”

The people’s desires spread quickly.

As the followers of the Maron Church shouted, ordinary people also began to shout at the top of their lungs, following them.

They believed in his past actions.

Not the oracle of the Maron Church, but Roman Dmitry had actually shown that he kept his word.

Defeating the Great Disaster, founding the Dmitry Empire, and so on. Roman Dmitry won every time in impossible situations.

If he made a promise, people believed it was worth risking their lives for.

Because he took responsibility, Roman Dmitry held the world in his grasp.

Power brings responsibility, and by taking responsibility, power could finally be complete.

Absolute faith replaced despair.

Volfir’s face twisted horribly at the intense desires the people expressed.

“[You are pathetic and foolish creatures. I have seen countless dimensions and repeated games countless times, but you are the first race to make such a stupid decision. You accept death even knowing the future.]”

In all his time, Volfir had enjoyed infinite power.

Volfir showed his anger at the humans who dared to resist.

“[Alright, I will kill you all. I will make you pay for your choice, and I will make your humanity a ‘lesson in foolish choices’ for the future.]”

Fwoosh.

Fwoooosh.

His form blazed.

His appearance on the ground wasn’t real.

It was just a form made of mana, which is why Roman Dmitry didn’t cut off Volfir’s head.

Volfir glared at humanity and declared their future.

“[From now on, there will be no ten great disasters. In 49 days, a single great disaster will destroy humanity!]”

A single great disaster. It was humanity’s death sentence.