What Happens When The Second Male Lead Powers Up [EN]: Chapter 803

This person during the day, that person at night. Someone through a smartphone, someone through a tablet, and someone through a PC screen······.

Yes, ‘God who descended through a machine.’

Deus Ex Machina [a plot device where a seemingly unsolvable problem is suddenly and abruptly resolved by the unexpected intervention of some new event, character, ability, or object].

“But the Main God who created this land······ has never personally descended upon the continent. Her presence can only be felt through the aether [a classical element believed to fill the upper regions of the sky, beyond the terrestrial sphere] throughout the continent.”

‘She.’ That’s probably why the Main God was specified as female.

There were statistics that over ninety percent of the readers of Author 퇴계공 [Twaegong, likely a fictional author] were female.

【Oh, I’ve read that in Author 퇴계공, too. I just passed it by then.】

“It was about you.”

【······That’s right. I only watch; I can’t directly intervene. It would be a real disaster if I descended······.】

Jeong Eunseo muttered, looking down at the Sacred Disk.

Soon, the little one’s head tilted to the side, and the light purple nebula flowed diagonally along with her.

【······But why is it empty? There used to be water sloshing around inside. That’s the official setting. Or did it change a bit?】

The little one still didn’t properly remember the contents of the last ‘dream’.

It wasn’t me who gave the answer here.

「The Great Main God personally poured it out and used it.」

······What?

【Huh?】

“······What did you just say?”

「I said that the God personally poured it out and used it.」

Bojeina. It was an explanation from one of the three sisters who uphold causality.

I looked at them with an unbelievable expression.

But when I think about it, there was no reason for them to tell us a lie now.

I can’t trust them right away, so I’m suspicious for now······.

“Wait a minute.”

No, it makes sense? I quickly lifted the staff and gestured for them to wait.

Jeong Eunseo pulled on the strings of her chick-colored hoodie, making a serious expression along with me.

Memories as vivid as yesterday quickly flashed before my eyes.

‘It’s not certain. My husband and I kept asking around about that sacred object, and we heard a story through the news line of the Divine Nation······.’

Spring ball. Isabel’s face as she slipped out of Stroda Palace to give me information.

‘The high priests of the Divine Nation interpret that the sacred object of the temple has not ‘disappeared’ but has ‘been used up.”

‘Used up means······.’

‘They believe that someone has already made a wish there, and as that wish was fulfilled, the sacred object was permanently damaged.’

“······Of course.”

The Main God made a wish herself.

Not just Jeong Eunseo, but Jeong Eunseo with divinity.

It couldn’t be clearer than this.

【Did I do something wrong again?】

“You, on the night Prince Yeser died on the battlefield.”

【Can you give me a warning before saying things like that? I get PTSD, you know?】

“Did you make a wish while sleeping that day? Did you wish for the prince to be saved?”

【Wish? Are you kidding me······? I wished in such a pathetic way that it can’t even be expressed with a pretty word like a wish. I really couldn’t sleep a wink until after three in the morning.】

“Okay, confirmed.”

The Sacred Disk is a sacred object that only the Pope can handle, but the resurrection of the prince was something that the Main God wanted.

Besides Eunseo, countless readers must have wished together, so that divine power must have been even more powerful.

As I remember, there was definitely one more condition······.

“That’s right. ‘It will be fulfilled if you wish with blood.’”

【······Do you have to see blood to be sincere? That’s tough. Our prince would prefer healthy readers, right?】

No.

“There was no need to see blood. You are already of ‘noble blood’.”

I deliberately emphasized the word and checked Bojeina’s face.

Then the three sisters simultaneously gave a terrible smile.

This was an expression they had once used for me.

Jeong Eunseo was the daughter of the original author and the younger sister of Jeong Hyeonseo, the ghostwriter.

Since there was divinity connected by blood to the two creators of Author 퇴계공, there was no need to fulfill the conditions in a classical way.

【Bloodline, she says.】

“I know, right? But those people really like that kind of thing.”

「······.」

The three old women’s faces showed no regret at hearing the sarcasm.

When I think about it, they were always like that.

They never got angry, never rejoiced, never showed suffering or joy.

They just always watched the process of people suffering from the same spot with a blank expression.

「Causality has no emotions.」

“······.”

The old woman with the scythe spoke as if she had seen through me.

I held the sleeping Tete tightly and glared at her.

「The Honorable One has always resented us.」

Ha······.

“Is that even a question? Think about what you’ve done to us. How could I not resent you?”

「But we had no personal feelings.」

“That’s even more chilling, that’s even more frustrating! I’d rather you had ill feelings so I could at least reason with you······.”

「A world that does not have the minimum causality will only collapse because it cannot withstand its own absurdity. We are trying to prevent such an ending······.」

“If you’re going to keep talking about that causality nonsense, just shut up. Please.”

I didn’t intend to keep spewing out harsh words, but the filtering in my head was completely broken.

In my eyes, they just looked like killing machines.

I was still covered in Eliser’s blood, and I had a sleeping baby in my arms.

And now, behind me was my only sibling.

Jeong Eunseo, whom I personally took to daycare and put on the Taekwondo academy bus, who will forever be a snot-nosed kid.

「In the Divine World Line, the power of the spinning god was absent.」

“······.”

Perhaps accepting the opinion that they should shut up rather than talk about causality, another old woman continued quietly.

Before I knew it, the sisters were encircling half of the Sacred Disk, watching me.

It was a strangely oppressive formation.

Since they even interrupted what I was about to ask Eunseo earlier, they must have something to say to me······.

「It was a fragile and precarious world line where everything could collapse with the slightest mishap.」

「A world line that has not received the ‘first gaze’ is destined to be forever incomplete.」

“I’m not going to play twenty questions even here. Speak so I can understand.”

【I understand. I understood this.】

Snap! Jeong Eunseo snapped her fingers. I almost burst my eardrums!

“Ugh······.”

【Sorry, really sorry. Are you okay? I won’t do it again. Ah, there are side effects like this, huh.】

“······It’s okay. Tell me what those people are saying.”

【No, the gaze is the reader’s gaze, right? Because Oppa [older brother/term of endearment] said that earlier. You said that people here live their whole lives hoping for that.】

“Yeah.”

【Then the ‘first gaze’ is obviously? The eye that sees the novel for the first time. Literally translated.】

“Yeah.”

【······Ah, you mean the original author, the original author. The author is originally the first reader of the novel. Wouldn’t the author also be part of the Main God?】

“······.”

What, that’s quite plausible? I opened my eyes wide and looked up at my younger sibling.

Then Jeong Eunseo made a smug expression for the first time in a while.

【As expected. Genius, right?】

“Wait, then······.”

‘The power of the spinning god is absent.’ If you interpret this sentence······. It’s a world line where the original author cannot spin a new thread.

‘It has not received the first gaze.’ It’s a world line where the author’s review cannot be done.

That’s right, it’s all reasonable.

This is a world created by the Main God’s earnest wish to save Prince Yeser······. Jeong Hyeonseo didn’t know of its existence until she discovered it herself, and maybe Mom didn’t know either.

Of course, it’s true that the two people’s imaginations were added. There were quite a few abandoned settings and secrets that the readers could never know here and there······.

The author, a part of the Main God. But a world where the author cannot intervene.

Jeong Eunseo’s hypothesis is perfectly correct.

“So you really······ You did that kind of thing to protect a world without an original author?”

I asked with a grimace.

“Because no one writes or reviews new sentences here, it’s so unstable that you acted as the author yourself?”

Then the three sisters sequentially spat out sentences like artificial intelligence.

「We have told you before. We are beings who protect the framework of the world.」

「Moreover, the Main God is a capricious being. This is a unique divine trait that we cannot dare to change.」

「Tens of thousands of dreams are drawn out in a minute, and hundreds of thousands of dream skeins are born in an hour. Someone has to filter them out.」

「Someone has to wind the thread.」

「Someone has to cut the thread.」

The exact same three voices answered me.

I felt a slight dizziness and took a half step back.

“······Okay. Let’s say that’s true. Let’s say that’s your reason for existence.”

The Main God’s capriciousness. That is also a reasonable quality when I think about it now.

Since the Main God is not one person, what they wish for and dream of must all be different.

Even among the people who equally wished for Prince Yeser to be saved, opinions would have been diverse.

Perhaps ‘too’ diverse.

If there was an author here, they would have appropriately reflected and rejected those people’s wishes······.

“······No, my question doesn’t change. I’m still someone who opposes your tyranny.”

「······.」

I leaned on the staff like a cane.

I didn’t want Eunseo to know that my physical condition wasn’t good.

“I asked you last time. Let’s ask again today. Why is causality necessary?”

「A world without causality inevitably collapses······.」

“Yeah, that’s right. There’s no author or whatever, I understand up to that point!”

「······.」

“Causality is only in novels. But this is based on a novel that was born······.”

‘Reality.’ I wanted to shout it out loud, but instead, a whisper-like word flowed out.

The three sisters were just quietly looking at me.

“There’s no ending in reality······. Reality just keeps flowing. There’s no villain like in a painting, and there’s no good person like in a painting. A well-made villain? There’s absolutely no such thing in reality. It’s full of low-class, vile, and excessively long-lived guys. They get more tenacious because they get a lot of hate. Haven’t you seen Berner Fenetian?”

「He was certainly not an excellent horse.」

「But he fulfilled his purpose.」

“······What I mean is······.”

I can’t get tired. There’s still a long way to go to see the end. I swallowed a sigh, repeating it only in my mind.

The forehead that brushed against my swept-back hair was very hot.

“Okay. What kind of ‘ending’ do you want so much that you’re doing this?”

「······.」

“Frankly, we’re almost there now. Aren’t we? I’ve met your Main God now. If this is a real novel, this is where the ending is near. This world is relying on me. That’s a fact.”

「······.」

“I said that back then. Right before the Dongsan World Line disappeared······. I’ll do anything, so please build a bridge to the Main God. Then I’ll trade directly with God. What did you say then?”

「We told you that the Honorable One had not yet accumulated enough causality.」

An answer like an answering machine came back. I shrugged my shoulders as if to show off.

Eunseo, who had been listening to our conversation with bated breath, also shrugged her shoulders.

“Looks like I’ve finally fulfilled all the ‘causality’, right?”

「······.」

The three old women’s gazes at me gleamed blackly. I felt genuinely disgusted.

I still clearly remembered the miserable sound I heard that day.

‘「Our sisters will be resented. You will not be able to understand us. You will doubt our true intentions until the very end.」’

‘「But please believe us. We are moving towards the promised goal, and we are using all means and methods to ensure that we can reach that ending.」’

“······Then tell me, what is that great goal of yours? The Main God is listening, too.”

「······.」

“Tell me. What is the ending that you chased without regard for means or methods?”

「······.」

“Right now.”

「······.」

“Spit it out!”

As I shouted a warning, grinding my teeth, the three sisters looked at each other.

Then they nodded at the same time as if agreeing to something.

Soon, their wrinkled eyes slowly closed.

-Hwiwoo······

Then, in the universe where only starlight quietly flowed, a certain wind began to blow.

I opened my eyes wide, holding Eunseo’s hand.

Bojeina’s black robe was spreading like ink in all directions.

The black and ominous liquid instantly formed lines, and the lines formed surfaces again.

It was only after a while that I realized it was creating the shape of a book. A very large notebook floating above the sisters’ heads······.

-Flap, flap flap, flap······

“Wait······.”

The finally completed notebook was very familiar.

The appearance of the cover and even the color of the inner pages were the same as what I knew.

Thud, the sound of my heart splitting in half. I hurriedly looked at the three sisters, wondering if it was possible.

But they still hadn’t opened their eyes.

-Flap flap, flap flap flap······!

“Huk, huke······.”

Prince Yeser’s notebook quickly flipped to the very first page.

Around that time, I completely forgot how to breathe.

And when the movement finally stopped······.

-Flap······

‘Don’t get involved with the main characters, survive until the end of the war, and return home healthy!’

The sentence I wrote in the past was looking down on me from a distant place.