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The Nature of Possession chapter 1

1 – I blew a padlip at God

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Pigeons when I was a kid were more of a true bird.

An uncatchable animal that flutters and flies away if you get a little too close.

However, perhaps due to the influence of industrialization, these guys gradually grew in size, and now they have become something in the form of algae that are stuck like Siege Mode and do not move even when approached.

A dirty crab with blackened feathers, a monstrosity that pecked pancakes that someone had left on the street overnight.

When I see it on my way to work early in the morning, I appreciate going to work on an empty stomach.

So why are we talking about pigeons?

I say this because this woman flapping her wings in front of me seems to be the final form of the evolution of that f*cking pigeon.

– I think you reacted violently to a sudden situation. But if you say rude words to me one more time, I will forgive you no more…

“F*ck, did you put soy sauce directly into your head?

– I would have said sorry about that part. In fact, you, a mortal, are given the privilege of being reincarnated…”

“Reincarnation? Hey, what about my life that has been on the run for over 30 years? My parents who suddenly lost their son? What should I do?”

– It may be a great tragedy for an individual, but if you think of it in terms of a huge dimension, your sacrifice brought about stability in all dimensions, and you deserve such credit to reincarnate your soul…

lift the stop

“Damn it, save me again.”

– It’s impossible. It’s because you kept the balance of the dimension through your soul in the earth dimension.

“How are you? Are you f*cking proud?”

-…So, to continue talking, I’m trying to make amends by placing your soul in the desired dimension.

Amy, I can’t speak.

The pigeon looked at me and continued talking.

– Is there a place you want? Others have already chosen a place to reincarnate. I’ll give you a list, so please choose.

A tightly written scroll is handed over.

do a lot There are so many other worlds besides where I live.

But what?

After killing a person living peacefully for the sake of dimensional stability, the reward given is reincarnation in another dimension?

In my opinion, you would think it was a big patronizing thing.

these are caps For the rest of your life, you won’t know how A’s position or E’s feel.

Then, it would be my duty to clearly convey my feelings right now.

“Oh, there’s a nice place. I’ll do it here.”

– I’m glad you found a place you like. Please tell us which dimension you want and we will send it to you. There will be a brief interview with the god of that dimension, but it’s only a formality, so don’t worry too much about it.

“Your mother’s dimension. I’ll go here.”

-……

I hear the sound of something breaking.

The surroundings shake and something rises like a haze.

Oh, you’re crazy. I thought he would be very unemotional because he was a god.

– okay. If there isn’t a dimension you want, I’ll pick one for you. I declare in the name of Ranael, the 3rd-level dimensional management god. Inho Kang. Your soul will go through multiple dimensions. Travel through infinite dimensions until you have the one you want.

A pillar of light appears under your feet. Oh… a classic effect. Just looking at it, I feel like I’m being sent somewhere.

The halo of light grows stronger.

– Looking at your profile, it says that you want a man who is popular with the opposite sex, and we will do whatever you want. I hope you will be loved to death by the opposite sex and live well.

“Eat this. Eat well and live well, b*tch.”

When you feed the potato, the pigeon’s face frowns.

So for a while, my eyesight went out.

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The place where I woke up was dark and damp. A musty, musty smell slowly seeped into his nostrils.

“what…”

A voice as rough as sandpaper.

Crunchy lips and burning throat, it must have been a long time since he drank water.

“Hee… hee hee… Did Inho wake up? I-I thought you were dead by any chance… I’m going to follow you…”

A body bound to a chair.

A woman holding a kitchen knife to her throat with glazed eyes.

I vaguely recall what the dove said before coming here.

[I hope you will live well and be loved to death by the opposite sex.]

“F*ck. F*cked.”

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