"...All preparations are complete."
"Oh, so you chose to concentrate all your power on one person. Interesting."
Shub-Niggurath looked me up and down carefully, a smile curving her lips as if intrigued.
It seemed she had assumed everyone would participate in the battle to defeat her husband, Yog-Sothoth.
"Yes, that's the duty of a master. What master would send their disciples to their death?"
I nodded slowly towards Shub-Niggurath, showing my solemn resolve.
From the beginning, I thought that if someone had to be sacrificed or lose their life, it should be me.
Living with a terminal illness had made me come to terms with life and death, and I was prepared to die at any time.
And for Seolhwa's revenge too, it was right that I alone should end this fight.
"Child, is there nothing that makes you angry or hurt?"...
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