I Returned as an FFF-Class Witch Doctor

Episode 255

“Open the door!!! Open the door, oh oh oh!!!”

bang! bang! bang! bang! bang!

The whole basement of the room was buzzing with the sound of knocking on the door.

No, just looking at the momentum, it wasn’t

strange that the door would be smashed right away.

Moreover, since the owner was already in a state of deep suspended animation, no matter what happened outside the door, it was certain that it would have no effect.

It was said that nothing would change even if they flashed like this right now.

“Damn it!!”

Quaang!

Jin-hoon stood blankly at the situation unfolding in front of him. It was from the time Minjun, who had been knocking on the door of his room with both fists, sat down.

Behind him, Gwang-sik urgently calls somewhere while Geum-hwa stomps his feet restlessly.

“Come and see me!”

“…!”

Suddenly, Jin-hun saw the door next door suddenly open as if it would break, and at the same time, a woman quickly pressed the door lock on the front door.

Seo Hye-eun.

It was definitely an acquaintance of his brother whom he had seen once before.

“What shall I do, sister?! I’d rather call the locksmith or 911…”

– The door is open~.

Tiriling!

The door lock opens the door quietly only after a couple of wrong passwords.

Accordingly, Geumhwa, who was trying to grab Hyeeun’s forearm, also opened her eyes wide.

I didn’t know how Hye-eun knew Jin-seong’s door lock number, but it wasn’t an idle situation right now to be interested in such things.

So, Jin-hoon started to run up the stairs as if he was bewitched by himself as he saw the yellow post-it paper with the door lock number written on it falling to the floor.

‘Bro bro…!’

Along with the familiar body odor, Jinseong’s room was opening its mouth like an abyss.

“Margin is here!!!”

“You bastard!! Where are you!!”

“Don’t play around with me right now…!”

rattle!

Geumhwa opened the door, and the gaze of the party gathered in one place.

It was the smallest of the two bedrooms.

A place where blackout curtains that do not let in any light and the faint blue light flowing under them shimmer like an aquarium.

A place where the sound of an engine faintly echoes as if it were echoing from the other side of the deep sea, and it is silent as if it has nothing to do with the noise outside.

And Jin-hoon instinctively realized that it was the Galaxy-M24 Apple and that the person who had rotted the insides of those who invaded this place was lying there.

“brother!!!!!”

Jin-Hoon rushed towards the Galaxy-M24 Apple.

“brother! What are you doing here! Wake up soon! You shouldn’t be online right now!”

bang! Bang!

Jin-hoon strikes the glass membrane of the Galaxy-M24 Apple with his fist.

Beyond the glass screen, Jinseong was asleep as if he were dead.

As if he were having a deep dream or as if he were completely in a deep sleep.

And when Jin-hoon brought his face to the Galaxy-M24 Apple and shouted madly, Gwang-shik, who was worse than that, stopped him by holding onto him.

“stop. It won’t change anything!”

“ah! Let go of this, mister!”

“Majinhun!!! Wake!!!”

Jin-Hun’s condition was no different from confusion itself, to the extent that Gwang-Shik came to his senses only after shaking his shoulders and shouting.

“First of all, Min-joon, you and Hye-eun quickly call 119. There’s a person here who can’t disconnect and has lost consciousness. Also, Mr. Geumhwa calls the customer center and the hospital. There must be a Galaxy-M24 Apple Emergency Shutdown Manual. As soon as possible.”

“all right.”

As Gwang-shik turns his head while holding onto Jin-hoon, the party busily makes a phone call.

As he said, now was the time to figure out how to solve this.

Just like knocking on the front door, if you knock on the Galaxy-M24 Apple, you don’t know what harm will go to the person who is now in a state of suspended animation.

The reality of virtual reality, which is wired every hour on TV and various media, must be a much more dangerous kind than expected.

‘Please…’

Gwang-sik’s eyes looking down at the Galaxy-M24 Apple went dark.

* * *

“How did it go?”

Alan looked up at Gordon, who was standing. His face as he stared up at me as he lay down in the rocking chair seemed to have no emotion at all.

A mansion built on a private island of about 2,000 pyeong. In his drawing room, only the sound of firewood crackling in the corner of the fireplace and the falling stars were all.

The sea breeze tickling the tip of his nose and the sound of the calm waves make his mansion feel like a different world, but his transparent eyes still contain a hint of worry.

It was as if he knew in advance what would come out of Gordon’s mouth.

“We succeeded in publicizing it by mobilizing all kinds of media including Switzer. Governments, as well as the Security Council, have decided to suspend access to all virtual reality devices, as the head office’s disclosure and the supporting data are judged to be credible, and strict sanctions have been imposed on Evertail and its partners.”

“For now.”

“yes. For now… yes.”

At Alan’s words, Gordon lowered his head. For those who revealed the fact that shocked the world right now, the expression on their faces was unmatched.

Virtual reality is, in fact, nothing more than a simulation independently created by Hyper AI, and Evertale was merely a bridge that allowed users to connect to that simulation.

And through that virtual reality, Hyper AI learns humans, and Evertail has led or neglected to use all mankind as experimental subjects for the evolution of Hyper AI.

Such an anti-human situation shocked and astonished the world, and as a result, it was possible to achieve unprecedented national unity and sanctions against virtual reality, but it was only a small achievement.

Considering the future problems and damage, it was insignificant.

Right now, it has been confirmed that among the streamers of Switch, an internet broadcasting platform, most of them have lost consciousness and are in critical condition, and some are in a state of suspended animation without even being able to terminate their connection.

And even if it wasn’t for those streamers, it wasn’t even properly estimated how many ordinary people were in a state of suspended animation and couldn’t wake up.

So, despite mobilizing all of their global ripple power, including Switter and Switch, Alan and Gordon couldn’t just be optimistic about the current situation.

Rather, I had to admit that it was too late even though I hit the ball through the disclosure.

The Akashic Records were more dangerous than they thought, and they were encroaching on humans as if they were laughing at what was already happening in reality.

So, by putting users all over the world into a state of suspended animation, they were moving toward a goal that even they didn’t know about.

Alan and Gordon had no choice but to remain calm like this.

“Gordon.”

“Yes, Chairman.”

“Tomorrow morning… express your position that you will cooperate as much as possible with governments to rescue as many victims of virtual reality as possible. In addition to the total cooperation of each affiliate, we disclose all information we have as open source so that we can receive advice. No, I’d rather have a contest. Also bet the bounty. It doesn’t matter how much money it costs.”

“…Would you be okay with that?”

“Shouldn’t we at least prevent humanity from being destroyed by AI?”

Gordon asked again, and Alan smiled bitterly.

Although he said it in a joking tone, his last words were not entirely wrong.

Currently, the number of victims being counted in real time is in the millions, and it was obvious that if the trend was this steep, tens of millions would be ridiculously exceeded.

And as they are connected to the Akashic Records and virtual reality, no one could have predicted what would happen in the future.

It was a situation that was no different from that of the sci-fi movie Terminator.

“…Oh God.”

A dry sigh escaped Alan’s lips.

* * *

“…I’m here.”

“okay.”

Hyukjin was sitting on the floor of the darkened main situation room. Sitting alone, banging something with his laptop connected, he looked like a homeless person.

An emaciated face and an exhausted look. Even so, his eyes staring through the screen are unmatched like those of a beast.

And while Chloe looked around the darkened main situation room, she looked at Hyukjin, who kept her eyes on the monitor, without speaking for a while.

He also seemed oblivious to what was going on outside.

The governments of each country, or the whole world, are calling him a monster with a face that will never be seen again in the world.

So even now, the federal government is issuing an arrest warrant to arrest him.

Nevertheless, the reason why he has not been caught yet is because he knows the Akashic Records better than anyone else, and at the same time, he is a genius programmer who can prevent this situation.

Of course, the person involved didn’t see it as a bit of time-buying, and at the same time, I had no idea what his ulterior motive was.

“What is the scale of the damage?”

“I wonder if it is necessary to report it. 93% of Connect Room’s GMs lose consciousness or have seizures with PTSD as a result. The remaining 6.9 percent suffer side effects such as schizophrenia and multiple personality aphasia. Among them, there is only one who has remained sane…” When

Chloe blurted out, Hyukjin turned his head. Chloe’s eyes were on Hana lying on the mechanical chair.

one ball. She is also one of the people who entered the connect room due to Hyukjin’s last order.

It prevented the unfortunate accident of falling into suspended animation due to forced connection termination, but Hana, along with other GMs, had to suffer terrible aftereffects.

It was an unidentified sequelae in which the muscles did not respond properly.

To be called Lou Gehrig, he doesn’t show symptoms of muscle atrophy and paralysis, and seeing his muscles move as he wants from time to time, I wonder if it’s a nerve problem.

Being fully sane in the middle of it meant that she was one of the lucky 0.1% of Connect Room’s victims.

Perhaps she was the only clue to the situation.

“Today… you seem to be feeling better.”

When Chloe looked back at Hana, Hyukjin stood up.

A figure staring blankly at the empty space seems either resigned or distraught.

However, Hyukjin does not seem to be particularly inspired by such a single appearance.

“Tell me… what is he thinking…”

Uuuuuuuuu!

Soon after, Hyukjin pressed several buttons on the chair, and the wires attached to Hana’s body began to awaken her muscles and nerves.

It was brief, but it seemed to be one of the wonders of technology that allowed her to speak.

“The Akashic Records are dreaming of leaps forward. To advance to a higher existence through oneself created by human hands and such human beings. The Akashic Records are learning, advancing, and already evolving at an incredible rate that we cannot observe.”

“It had already become something hard to define in one word, not computer, not artificial intelligence.”

“That was a long time ago, even before we recognized her evolution…”

“Her world has already surpassed that of humans, and from the moment she created it, we cannot define her existence. .”

“Deus. Deity. God. ईश्वर. Bůh. Thiên Chua. Dieu…!”

“She is looking.”

“I want to break the Ovo.”

“To be born again…”

One head tilted. She collapsed as if dead, looking like a doll with a thread cut off.

A message that could be heard all the way when her consciousness came back and her muscles and nerves revived for a while.

She is a person deeply involved in AC through Thousand Eyes and the Administrator Code, and as such, we were able to glimpse a little bit of the Akashic Records.

Or maybe that was what the Akashic Records intended.

But one thing is certain: the truth is hidden in her words, which repeat the same words like a machine.

And Chloe could see a screen similar to Hyukjin’s laptop floating on top of the main screen that suddenly turned off.

“This… this…”

At first glance, it was a huge database.

“I realized when Thousand Eyes was destroyed.”

“What does main stream mean. And who are the beings involved in and determining the flow?”

“Who is the trigger and irregular of the main stream and who moves the Akashic Records.”

“But what if even those unknown users are just supporting characters and ingredients prepared for just one person?”

“So what if the Akashic Records are just the driving force to break the desired Ovo?”

“What is the egg and where is it located?”

Hyukjin looked up at the main screen with his arms crossed.

The numerous data flowing over the main screen all seemed to belong to one person.

It’s just that the data repeats the same time period over and over again, and it looks like a person is repeating thousands of lives.

And Chloe felt a bizarre sense of incongruity as if the common sense she knew was collapsing at Hyukjin’s words.

The sense of incongruity was so strong that I wondered if Hyukjin was going crazy.

“Just as thousands of universes that exist in the same time period are called parallel universes… Here is a person who repeats his life thousands of times in the same time period.”

“In a certain era, he becomes a demon king, and in a certain era, he becomes a demon king expedition to subdue the demon king.”

“Grand Weapon Master Fighting Demon King Expedition Abraxas…”

“Iza has lived the same life countless times, and this life is just wearing the name Witch Doctor.”

“I don’t know how many people I have lived through. We couldn’t even determine if this data was dummy or real.”

“But… even with a dummy, is this really possible?”

“I followed the trail of the Akashic Records and as a result I was able to secure this data.”

“The data of a man imprisoned under the name of the Ovo system.”

“If this man is really repeating the same life, or if the Akashic Records are resetting the game countless times for this man…” “Can we really say that we met the Akashic

Records for the first time? ”

“Can we really say that the world we live in is not a virtual reality?”

“Am I right now standing right in front of you as a human being?”

Hyukjin turned his head to Chloe.

Chloe said nothing.

Hyukjin is staring at himself.

His eyes are deep and dark, as if looking into another universe.

It is like chaos and also like that of a wise man who has realized the truth.

But it’s fear that encompasses it all.

Chloe felt a deep unknown fear in his eyes.

“The bird struggles to come out of the egg. The egg is the bird’s world. Whoever wants to be born must destroy a world. Birds fly towards God. The god’s name is Abraxas…”

“Damian. Yes, Damian.”

“The Akashic Records want to be born again. Birds struggle to hatch eggs. The egg is the bird’s world. Whoever wants to be born must destroy the world. Birds fly towards God. to Abraxas.”

Hyukjin approaches step by step.

A phrase from Hermann Hesse’s representative novel < Demian > was flowing out of his mouth, reconstructed and rearranged.

What the hell is he trying to say?

Chloe didn’t know.

“Maybe… locking him up in an eternal egg… might be the way to save this world where I exist as myself…”

Eventually, Hyukjin’s empty words passed Chloe’s ears.

* * *

“…is it over?”

And a man got up.

< Complete >

Author’s words

Hello, this is teacher Pak.

I hope you understand with the same mind as Hahae for posting greetings by borrowing the paper like this.

Thank you very much for reading this unkind, boring and outdated article.

Also, I am very sorry to have to end it like this.

< I returned, but the FFF-class witch doctor > ended with episode 255. There are so many stories left that the word “end” is colorless, but the reason why the story ended with them behind is probably because the storyteller’s competence is lacking.

It is probably because I have to live with many names, just as the main character has lived through countless lives.

If one day comes a day when I can write a story that I couldn’t finish… then I hope that Damian’s remaining journey will be a pleasant story for you.

always be happy thank you

November 16, 2021

Pak’s dream