TL: Hanguk
<Sec>
When Sejun used the portal scroll,
Ku-goo-goong.
The ground suddenly moved, and an arched door made of white marble was formed.
As he pulled the handle of the door,
Srrrk.
The door opened smoothly without resistance, revealing a rippling blue space.
“Is this where I’m supposed to go in?”
Sejun stepped forward without hesitation into the blue space.
Normally, cowardly Sejun wouldn’t have been able to act so boldly, but the blue space strangely didn’t feel scary. So he entered with peace of mind.
As his body touched the blue space,
A message appeared.
Step. Step.
As he took two more steps, then a third, his vision turned white,
Step.
When he took the fourth step, the interior of a building gleaming brilliantly came into view. A completely different space. It was the Temple of the Creator God.
Th…
As Sejun took his fifth step to fully enter the temple,
And then,
Huh?
Only then did Sejun notice the three people standing in front of the portal.
One was a blonde woman, one was a man with blue hair, and the other one was…
Just as Sejun was about to look at the third person’s appearance,
Ominous red letters appeared in front of Sejun. They looked even more foreboding in contrast to the blue space from earlier.
But.
Huh?!
…thump.
Sejun had already stepped out of the portal and entered the temple,
Damn it!
“……”
He felt a suffocatingly immense blue energy enveloping him and lost consciousness.
***
Creator God’s Temple.
Wooong.
As the portal began to open,
“Sejun is finally coming!”
The Creator God, along with the Apostles of Creation, Emila and Amur, rushed to stand in front of the portal to greet Sejun.
In particular, Amur was very excited.
Today, I’ll finally get the youngest in line.
Today I’ll finally be able to discipline the youngest.
He hadn’t heard from the Creator God who the third Apostle of Creation was, but he had heard that they were with Sejun.
However,
All 12 former Apostles of Destruction versus Amur.
It was all too clear whose discipline was coming.
At that moment.
Step. Step.
“He’s coming!”
The sound of footsteps echoed from beyond the portal.
And then.
Thud.
Sejun, Theo, Iona, Cuengi, and Paespaes collapsed as they emerged from the portal. They couldn’t withstand the overwhelming presence of the Creator God.
They had suffered mental overload.
“Huh?! Sejun!”
It was a mistake!
In his excitement over Sejun’s arrival, the Creator God had forgotten to suppress his energy, a huge blunder.
Kking?!
The Blackie Family was unaffected.
The Apostles of Creation were protected by blessings that allowed them to endure the Creator God’s energy, and beings at the level of the Apostles of Destruction could certainly endure the Creator God’s energy.
They weren’t called the Twelve Apostles of Destruction for nothing.
Then.
Swoosh.
Theo, who had fainted, quietly got up and dragged Sejun, Iona, and Paespaes back out of the portal.
Due to the emergency, the Super Giant Chairman Park No. 2 moved Theo’s body in his place while he was unconscious.
Swoosh.
At the same time, Cuengi also got up.
But instead of leaving through the portal, Cuengi toddled over to the Creator God and
Whack.
“Keugh!”
Kicked the Creator God’s shin with an annoyed expression.
On top of that.
“Hey. Creator God, pull yourself together!”
Cuengi even spoke informally to the Creator God.
“…?!”
“Huh?!”
Emila and Amur were flustered at the sight.
Kihihit. Kking! Kking!
[Hehe. Cuengi-hyung, the Creator God made our butler faint! Hit him more!]
The Beast of Apocalypse has awakened! You guys are seriously screwed now!
Blackie tattled on the Creator God to Cuengi or rather, the Beast of Apocalypse, and cheered him on.
That’s right. The being that had awakened was not Cuengi but the Beast of Apocalypse. Enraged by the Creator God’s ridiculous blunder, the Beast of Apocalypse had awakened.
“I’m sorry…”
The Creator God couldn’t even meet the eyes of the Beast of Apocalypse and hurriedly apologized.
The Beast of Apocalypse is a being that erases the world. It was of a higher rank than the Creator God and, naturally, far stronger. Overwhelmingly so.
“How could the Creator God make such a ridiculous mistake?”
While the Beast of Apocalypse, in the form of the adorable Cuengi, was scolding the Creator God,
Kking?!
[Why didn’t you two come greet me?!]
“Yeah! Do you even know who this person is?!”
Kkiruk!
Sharalang!
…
..
.
Blackie and his subordinates began to scold the two Apostles of Creation as well.
“Are… you Apostle of Creation-nim?”
Amur asked in a flustered voice. Due to the Beast of Apocalypse scolding the Creator God, he naturally spoke with honorifics.
Kking! Kking!
[That’s right! Great Blackie is graciously serving as the third Apostle of Creation!]
‘That little runt, so full of himself…’
Amur was offended watching Blackie act all high and mighty despite being weak himself, relying solely on the strength of his group.
“Of course. I look forward to working with you.”
So he lowered his body to meet Blackie’s gaze and, while lightly touching Blackie’s body, connected their mental worlds.
‘I’ll fix your attitude!’
It was to scold Blackie in the mental world without the Beast of Apocalypse noticing.
However, Amur should have thought this through.
Why the Beast of Apocalypse merely shook his head and continued scolding the Creator God when looking at Amur.
Why, although Blackie was the only third Apostle of Creation, the others didn’t faint.
Why did looking at Blackie and his subordinates remind him of all the former Apostles of Destruction?
Had he thought of that…
Thud. Thud.
“Grrr. So you’re trying to be clever.”
He wouldn’t have had to encounter the Blackie Family in the mental world.
“A… Apostle of Destruction?!”
“That’s right! This body was once the noble wolf Fenrir who hunted gods. Of course, now I am the great Blackie. Hehe.”
Now preferring the name Blackie over Fenrir, Blackie said his name and laughed joyfully.
“Wh… what… does that…”
While Amur was still stammering, unable to grasp the situation,
“Guys, teach him a lesson.”
“Yes!!”
The Blackie Family kindly helped Amur understand.
Thwack thwack.
“Argh!”
Body to body.
When the head doesn’t understand, learning through the body is also a good method.
And so, after the Blackie Family gave Amur a proper lesson,
“Grrr. By the way, who’s Amur?”
Blackie asked Amur who Amur was, to hold him accountable for not properly painting Sejun’s face in the family portrait.
“I… I am.”
Amur sensed danger but answered truthfully. If he lied and got caught, he’d only be beaten more.
“You’re Amur?! You dared leave out Sejun-nim?!”
Caw!
Karurur, enraged, pecked at Amur with his beak,
Kwa-gwang!
And the rest began to beat Amur again.
“Grrr. How dare you erase our butler from the family portrait?!
Kwa-gwang!
This time, even Blackie joined in and personally struck him instead of leaving it to his subordinates.
Because he had ruined a meaningful portrait of being with Sejun.
And so Amur was beaten for a long time without knowing why.
“Grrr. Complete the portrait properly. Got it?!”
“Yes…”
After the discipline session ended, he exited the mental world.
But.
[Who is Amur?!]
There was someone else with a grudge against Amur.
Having rushed over upon hearing the news of Sejun’s collapse, Flamie was now looking for Amur.
And so, the mental discipline began once more.
[Creator God, you can’t do that! Our Sejun-nim could’ve been in big trouble!]
Flamie scolded the Creator God with her main body,
[How could you exclude our most important Sejun-nim?! Then it’s not a family portrait at all!]
She was scolding Amur with her avatar, conducting a multi-target scolding session.
Nod. Nod.
The Beast of Apocalypse and the Blackie Family nodded their heads vigorously as they listened to Flamie’s words, which were all correct.
“Sigh.”
Good thing I didn’t do anything wrong to Sejun.
Emila quietly sighed in relief from the corner.
Until the portal closed, the Creator God and Amur were endlessly scolded without rest.
It was truly a relief that the portal’s duration was 24 hours.
“Let’s stop here for today. Be careful.”
Kking! Kking! Kking!
[You all better watch out! Especially you, Blue-hair! I’ve got my eye on you!]
Right before the portal closed, the Beast of Apocalypse and the Blackie Family exited through the portal.
[Be careful from now on!]
Flamie’s main body also issued a warning as she left.
Wooong.
As the portal closed again.
“Whew.”
“Sigh.”
“Sob sob.”
The Temple of the Creator God, after the storm had passed, was filled with only sighs and the sounds of crying.
However.
[What are you doing?! Hurry up and build a room for the Creator God to stay in so Sejun-nim can come!]
Flamie No.205, which held 10% of Flamie’s power, who hadn’t left yet, urged them on.
It was called a room, but in truth, it was a cell to confine the Creator God while Sejun stayed.
[Now! You must finish it within 100 days!]
Under the supervision of Flamie No. 205, the Creator God and the two Apostles of Creation began their construction work.
104.28.193.250
***
<Sec>
“Ugh…”
Why am I lying down?
Sejun, who had lost consciousness, woke up and looked around.
And then.
Gororong.
Kurorong.
Baerorong.
Kkirorong.
…
..
.
He saw his companions sleeping beside him.
Squish. Squish.
Blank…
For some reason, feeling strangely empty, Sejun spent some healing time absentmindedly touching his companions’ cheeks and bellies.
I definitely lost consciousness the moment I crossed through the portal.
He recalled the moment he had passed out.
“But why did I faint?”
Unable to figure out the reason, Sejun took out the portal scroll.
Then.
“Huh?! The picture…”
Sejun noticed that the family portrait on the front of the portal had changed.
His own face had been clearly drawn in.
Hehehe. Whoever this is, he’s really handsome.
While praising his own appearance.
“Hm?”
The others are here too?
He noticed that Besugu, Sipdeokgu, and Kabulto, who weren’t in the portrait before, had been added to the picture.
Besugu, Sipdeokgu, and Kabulto had scolded Amur, demanding that their images be drawn too, so Amur hastily filled them in.
At last, the Sejun Family’s portrait was complete.
I’m still sleepy, so I should sleep a little more.
Just before lying down again,
Chomp.
Sejun put the World’s Energy into Blackie’s mouth. He planned to help Blackie’s atonement while he slept.
Kihihit.
Blackie smiled in his sleep, thinking whatever had entered his mouth was food.
***
99th Floor of the Black Tower.
A week had passed since returning from <Sec> to the Black Tower.
“Alright.”
Now I finally feel refreshed.
Sejun stretched his body widely as he got up in the morning.
For several days, Sejun had been groaning due to the shock from the Creator God’s energy.
Originally, he could have recovered faster.
But.
[The Tower’s Administrator says she only put in good ingredients, so it must be good for your body.]
“Yeah… Thanks. I’ll eat it well.”
Because he had eaten Aileen’s cooking, his recovery took longer. His body may have recovered, but his mental state had taken a hit…
This is all because of the Creator God!
Sejun, who had heard through Blackie why he had fainted, blamed the Creator God.
Thus, after a week, Sejun had fully recovered both physically and mentally.
“Meow…”
Kking…
Taking Theo and the Blackie Family with him, he stepped outside and entered the cooking area.
(Pip-pip. Soak the leech seaweed~ Stir-fry it with slime meat and garlic~)
From the shoulder of Sejun No. 12, who was cooking, came Paespaes’s cheerful voice, singing the seaweed soup song.
It was truly fortunate that Sejun No. 12 had been created before leaving for <Sec>.
He could prepare meals in Sejun’s place and listen to Paespaes’s songs.
At that moment.
“Add some sesame oil too~”
Sejun chimed in unnecessarily, drastically lowering the quality of the song.
Flap. Flap.
(Pip-pip?! Sejun-nim, you’re awake?)
Paespaes flapped its wings happily and climbed into Sejun’s hand, asking.
“Yeah. Paespaes, were you having fun?”
(Pip-pip! Yes!)
Sejun patted Paespaes’s head as they chatted.
Paespaes, who had been chatting with Sejun, began nodding off
Baerorong.
and soon fell completely asleep.
Sejun continued to gently pat Paespaes’s head, then placed him on his shoulder.
Srrrk.
Paespaes disguised himself and went into deep sleep.
A little while later.
“Alright, let’s head out.”
After breakfast, Sejun and his group moved to the first floor of the Blue Tower.
They had rested enough. It was time to get back to work.
***
Land of Destruction.
“Did they run away?”
Corruption, which had taken over nearly all of Destruction’s body, spoke in a regretful tone. But its expression showed no regret at all.
Rather, it looked delighted. Because it had found a new source of entertainment.
Kuhuhu. Not that it matters. You can’t leave this place either, just like me.
“Find them!”
At Corruption’s command, the energy of Destruction spread across the land like a pack of enraged hunting dogs.
