Chapter 70: Trying to Rewrite This Novel's Ending (1)

Bi Wol, who had stolen a kiss from Bing Yeon's lips and fled, returned to her quarters and recalled the sensation.

'It was indeed incomparably better than a dream...'

She made strange laughing sounds while kicking her blanket with her feet. It felt different, and her impressions were different from the master's avatar she had created in the incubus's dream illusion before.

Bing Yeon, who had always felt like an unbreakable mountain, had shown a vulnerable side, unable to do anything in the face of her affectionate assault.

Some parts were firmer than in her dreams, and some parts were softer. Finding this fascinating and alluring, she couldn't help but lick her lips again.

Even after pouring out so much affection, she felt it wasn't enough.

Bi Wol had practiced a lot in her imagination for times like this. She wanted to mix tongues countless times, share breaths, touch weak spots, and make him unable to escape from her.

'I wonder if Master felt good too.... Hehehe....'

Until just a moment ago, they had smelled each other's skin and licked each other's lips as if savoring them. Beyond the relationship of disciple and master, only the fact that they were of the opposite sex remained in that place.

Judging from his excited breathing and physical reactions like his ears turning red, she could tell he was a man after all.

'...No matter how evil Master claims to be, this girl is prepared to follow Master to the depths of hell.'

Bi Wol reconsidered the confession Bing Yeon had made. It was the moment he revealed his identity, which allowed her to exploit his vulnerability.

'Just how naive and ignorant did you think this girl was?'

In fact, Bi Wol had long suspected Bing Yeon's true identity. He was the one who had rescued her from the Heavenly Demon Cult where she had been imprisoned as a child, and a master who was obsessed with saving lives.

Even while coughing up blood as if he might die at any moment, he had burned his life trying to save her,

And it turned out that rumors were circulating that he was the most righteous person who had saved the most people in the Great War between righteousness and evil.

After being rescued from the Heavenly Demon Cult, Bi Wol didn't immediately open her heart to Bing Yeon who had saved her. Before meeting him, she had thought the evil faction was full of only wicked people.

Martial artists who would stop at nothing to achieve their goals, choosing the evil path instead of following the law and righteousness. That was the original definition of the evil faction that had been passed down before Bing Yeon.

However,

'Master chose to walk the path of the evil faction to save more people, and established a sect to take in those who had nowhere else to go.'

Bing Yeon's case was different.

Originally, the righteous faction often prioritized bloodlines and abilities, so there were limitations to saving the sick or unfortunate.

As Bing Yeon, who had escaped from the Five Poison Sect, he could have advocated for the righteous faction, but he chose to dirty his own hands to save the most lives.

'Even if this world was created by Master, and all the misfortunes surrounding me were determined by Master...'

Bi Wol closed her eyes tightly and steeled her resolve. The tears flowing from one eye felt spiteful.

Originally, if an ordinary person were told they had created a world, they would only think about using it to live in luxury.

Isn't that natural? If the world you created was filled with characters and objects you had created.

'...I won't hate Master. After all, Master tried to save as many people as possible.'

However, Bing Yeon didn't do that.

He came to save her while leading a body with a terminal illness, and he tried to comfort her when she was depressed about being abandoned by her parents, unable to eat or sleep well.

Bi Wol, watching Bing Yeon's behavior up close, could pride herself on knowing what kind of person he was better than anyone else.

A naive, pure, foolish man who knew how to sacrifice himself for others more than anyone. Bi Wol had fallen in love with this aspect of him before she knew it.

It didn't matter even if he was the one who had established the Heavenly Demon Cult that had tormented her. There must be reasons he couldn't fully explain.

If he really was the culprit who had ruined her life, he would have lived a different life without feeling even a shred of guilt.

That's what her parents, who had sold her for just a few measures of rice, had done, and what the bishop of the Heavenly Demon Cult, who had fed human flesh and blood to children, had done.

'Besides, not everything goes according to Master's will, does it?'

Bi Wol remembered Bing Yeon's expression when he worried about her not eating or sleeping as a child.

Those sad eyes that truly cared about Bi Wol's health.

If he was the same person as Han Do-hyeon and Bing Yeon, as Wolfram had said, and the creator who had made this world, he wouldn't need to go to such lengths.

'Even if the feelings I harbor now are a lie created by Master...'

Bi Wol bit her lower lip and imagined an unlikely scenario in her mind. However, novels originally progress differently from what the author has determined.

"...I ardently admire Master."

Bi Wol's current emotions contained not a shred of falsehood or setting. Pure and tender feelings of love.

Although it was disappointing that he had lied about seeing the future or remained silent despite knowing her feelings until now.

"I am a sinful disciple who has fallen in love with a master as lofty as the heavens."

He was the one who had saved her when she couldn't eat anything except human flesh and blood, and the life mentor who had taught her about human warmth and hope for tomorrow.

Because what Bing Yeon had done for Bi Wol was so much that she couldn't repay it in a lifetime, she was confident she could walk with him to the depths of hell no matter what wrongs he had committed.

"So Master, please share the responsibility for my feelings as well."

Bi Wol slightly raised the corners of her mouth as she imagined herself from the future Azazel had seen. If it was a scene stimulating enough to make that seemingly noble cleric have a nosebleed, there could only be one possibility.

Even if it was just one of many possible futures she had seen, she could greatly increase the probability after she came of age later.

"I will reach the state of flower viewing before anyone else and break your Copper Pupil."

As Bi Wol said this, she placed her hand on her chest and felt her pounding heartbeat. The trembling of love created by her connection with Bing Yeon.

Bi Wol, who had just realized that her love was bearing fruit, would never forget this moment today.

The day after Bi Wol had given me an intense kiss and left, I woke up earlier than usual.

'I couldn't sleep well....'

It was because although I had only guessed that she, whom I had always thought of as a young girl, was hiding such heavy emotions towards me, it was the first time I had actually faced it.

When I defeated Bi Wol's heart demon, I vaguely noticed what kind of feelings she had for me, but I thought they would fade with time.

'...I wonder if she noticed that I'm the creator of this world too.'

It would be strange if she didn't know at this point. All the characters I had created were living and moving beyond my expectations.

The traces Bi Wol had left on me yesterday were a prime example.

I yawned long and tried to shake off the sleepiness, but the ticklish sensation remaining in my mouth made me recall yesterday's events even more.

'I didn't expect Bi Wol to say it didn't matter at all, even if she had noticed all the facts earlier....'

Usually, I thought of myself as a great sinner who had committed an unforgivable crime against Bi Wol. I thought I was living in this hell as punishment for discontinuing the serialization.

But yesterday's Bi Wol kept saying it was okay while exploring my lips. It felt like a long time had passed, about an hour, though it was just a moment.

'...Now I really need to see this through. Even if it's to respond to Bi Wol's feelings.'

I rested my chin on my hand as I noticed the enormous presence approaching my sect. Shub-Niggurath, who had possessed Bing Seolhwa's body, was moving.

"......"

I finished preparing for battle and stepped outside the room. As the door opened with a creak, my disciples were waiting for me without anyone needing to go first.

"Master, this girl has finished all preparations. Please give your orders."

"Bing Yeon, are you sure about the plan?"

Kim Hyul and Bi Wol, the protagonist and final boss of "The King of the Vajra Fist," the first martial arts novel I had written.

"Master! It seems that Outer God fellow is coming our way soon!"

"Even if I die, I hope you can save my family."

Sieghart and Verdandi, the protagonist and final boss of "A Hero Must Die," the second fantasy novel I had written.

"Brother, after this battle ends, I will erect a statue in your honor and create a new religion. Then I would be called the Saint of Bing Yeon, not the Saint of the Outer God..."

Lastly, Azazel, the final boss from the game isekai web novel "Possessed by an Idle Game."

It was a shame that Kang Si-woo, the protagonist, wasn't here, but that guy wouldn't miss this fight either.

"...Alright, everyone is prepared, I assume."

I gently raised the corners of my mouth as I looked at my disciples. No matter how I thought about it, I didn't feel like we could lose.