I Became the First Prince: Legend of Sword's Song

When the light burns, the darkness grows.

When the darkness rises, this time the light fades.

There were countless lights blooming.

I repeated that a huge darkness would tear and gather.

The darkness roars.

The light blazes gloriously.

Light and darkness have heard each other countless times.

Fragments of light and fragments of darkness are scattered.

I looked at the fragments in a daze.

Every scattered piece of light contained a part of life.

They were all with me. These are the tames that everyone walked with me.

That's why I knew.

There was no precious moment in their lives that was fierce at every moment.

Their blood, their sweat, their glory after a hard struggle.

The glorious things were shattered and scattered around like dust.

Only one for me.

What the hell am I talking about?

My chest seemed to tear.

I shouted countless times.

Stand down. Stop fighting.

But none of them listened to me.

They went on, they fought.

I threw my whole life into a huge darkness that I could not protest against.

bumped, shaved out.

In the midst of that destruction of light and darkness,

"Greedy King. Don't try to seduce me.

A loud, yelling sound dug into my ear.

"The whole warehouse full of silver and gold is no more precious than the copper coin your people gave me.

It's a story about the annihilation of a kingdom that people don't know about.

A song about the morale of a money demon who fought a thousand days for a penny of copper.

It was the [Golden Poem] of the mercenary king.

I turned my head.

I saw the back of a man in shabby leather armor.

At the end of the sword, Nuron flashes toward the darkness.

That was the beginning.

Light burst out everywhere.

In the place where the light disappeared, there was a man or woman.

Knight of the giant in iron armor, a sword-combed inspector, and a commander in splendid uniform. A freak in a clown outfit.

Heroes who flavored an era or represented a nation sang their own karma that had been accomplished before life.

The world's forgotten transcripts, heroic poetry, echoed from all sides.

A colorful light blooms from the tip of their sword.

Sharp, heavy, confused.

Each one pierces the darkness with a sword of a different nature, torn apart.

The darkness screams in agony.

But I knew.

I couldn't help but feel the darkness as a hero.

In order to chase him back into the Moose Gang, I needed a more remarkable achievement.

Achievements in areas that people in the world cannot dare to reach, as human beings, when they say they are miracles.

Like,

You can't cut it with any kind of collateral.

The myth of the great knight who slaughtered the dragon.

Slash the dragon scales and drink the hot blood.

The dragon slayer lifts up the sword and recites it in a staggered manner.

"Cut down the heart with the sword of the hot moon."

The last verse of [Poetry of Zangryong], which I could only recite after offering my soul as an offering.

At that instant, an intact [myth] became modern in the world.

Aaaaaaaaaah.

The white dragon howls and flies.

The unique power of Dragon Slayer that accomplished the karma of the Zangdragon.

[The Dragon Realm].

Sharp claws grind the darkness. Huge wings tear the body of darkness apart. The stubborn jaw bites the throat of the screaming night.

The darkness trampled under the white dragon flinches.

The tentacles rise from his body.

The tentacles become sharp spears, penetrating the white white dragon.

The dragon's shape was scattered.

Khhhhhhhh.

He bites the head of the dragon, not scattered, and the darkness roars.

And then, she went out.

"He shook his sword, and blood flowed into the river, and the flesh enriched the earth.

After five preemptives that ended the Great War,

"I will renew this land with the blood and flesh of giants.

Among other things, an article called The Strongest.

After the sword of Iron Blood, Agnes Bavaria raises the sword of burning light.

Opening Wall.

I drew down the sword she had raised.

At that moment, there was a huge darkness, a vast world.

Shh.

It split as it was.

I'm looking at a cracked gap.

(chuckles)

Someone grabbed my back mule.

Whew!

Then I threw out a bird without saying anything.

Between the cracks that Agnes created.

[I repaid the debt.]

On the other side of the crack, the mercenary king blows his head in.

[Goodbye. Gruhorn.]

I looked over the shoulder of the mercenary king laughing.

Darkness regrouping. Knights who stand before him and burn their souls again.

Oh, no!

I screamed and went back to the knights.

But before my feet ever set foot in the world beyond the crack again.

Jaw.

The crack disappeared.

So I was left in another darkness.

No greedy predators, no sparkling stars, nothing but void.

* *

I forgot even the flow of time.

No, I didn't even know if time was running out.

Whether I'm trapped in the moment of Charlna, or he's floating around in the same time as Yooseong.

Nothing was certain.

I just existed.

Not alive, not dead.

Between the abyss and the superficial layer.

Where is that ambiguous boundary?

I wandered through the empty darkness again.

He stumbled through the void where there was nothing, and somehow wandered into the darkness that came to return.

I could not find my way back to them, though I wandered through the darkness.

In a perfectly isolated world, the only way to return to them was by force through the walls.

But I didn't have the strength to do it now.

I was so weak.

How many times have I tried to break through the wall, but I realized how petty I am now.

I felt helpless for the first time in my life.

I was tired, and then I just curled up around my two knees.

All that was left of me was a faint piece of shining soul.

I looked into a piece of soul. Endlessly returning to the life of Idrian Leonberger.

Sometimes I just watched as it flowed, and sometimes I repeated certain moments countless times.

The happiest moment, the saddest moment, the happiest moment, the happiest moment.

I chewed all those moments, and I chewed again.

It was the only warmth I could feel in this cold world, and it was the only strength that would sustain my ego about to collapse.

I seized the most intense moment of my life and repeated it indefinitely.

Then, at some point, I became bruised.

What I was doing, what I was trying to do.

I thought about it, but the answer didn't come out.

That's so frustrating. I've been struggling around my place.

Then I forgot even that.

I sat down and wrapped my head in silence.

I messed up in my head.

I've been standing there for a long time, and I have a feeling of forgery.

I looked around for the identity of the fa?ade.

And I finally found it.

A world that is empty, a little light that grows in one corner of it.

I got up from the saucer and ran to the light.

and finally reached before the light.

A small burning campfire. A wizard who covers the white robe to the end of his head.

The wizard looks up at me.

"That doesn't make any sense. "

In that soft voice, I laughed.

I'm finally out of my mind in a void world.

But it wasn't bad.

A friend I met in a world where there was nothing.

Even though he was an illusion I made, it was a pleasure to meet him.

I'd rather be with someone like this than be alone in a world where there's nothing.

Furry.

I sat in front of the campfire.

"I have an old-fashioned idea. When I first met you, you suddenly showed up on a deep night. It was just a sword, unlike now."

"Yes, I did. "

I stroke my chin and stare at her.

Ophelia smiles softly and looks at me.

I was facing that horse's gaze, and I felt a faint feeling.

Then I realized later.

The identity of the fa?ade.

I didn't feel any high-rich-specific morale that I should have felt originally.

She was as fresh and vibrant as she was when she first met 400 years ago.

At first, it was an imagination that wasn't real, what if it was vibrant, what if it was fraudulent, and it was untrue.

But over time, the feeling of disguise grew stronger.

Is Ophelia really imaginary in front of you?

At first it was just a question, but later it became confusing.

"Sometimes it's not all you see, but sometimes it's all you see. "

She looked at me like that and said with a smile.

That's so obvious, her smile is so vivid.

I couldn't help asking.

"Are you really Ophelia? "

She laughed out loud in my words.

"Gruhorn. That's the most ridiculous question you've ever asked me. "

The sound of clear laughter echoes in my ears and freezes.

"But as always, I will answer your questions with all my heart. "

Ophelia woke up.

"I'm not imaginary. "

And then he grabbed me.

The warmth that came from her body was so vivid that I naturally realized it.

Ophelia before her eyes was never an illusion.

"I endured it well. "

"How the hell...? "

I was confused.

She appeared before my eyes, the way she was before my life.

"Shouldn't you be back before that? "

Ophelia slips out of my arms.

Then he looked at me slippery.

I woke up with a golden eye full of unique vertigo.

"Yes! Ophelia! Send me back! "

I became anxious to think that if she came all the way here to find me, she would know how to go back.

"We have to hurry! Even at this moment..."

"Where are you going? "

"Of course, Agnes and the others..."

Ophelia looked at me quietly.

It was as if the eyes were talking about where you need to go back, not there.

I frowned.

Then, at some point, my head was empty.

I felt like I forgot something big.

Something very important and precious.

"I'm late. "

Seeing me like that, Ophelia sighs small.

Then I realized she looked at my hand.

"But it's not too late. "

With a sigh of relief, she lowers her head along her speaking gaze.

And it hardened as it was.

A faintly shiny little piece, grasped by a hand that was tightly grasped to make it white, as if it would never be lost.

The moment I saw that little piece, my heart suddenly growled.

"If the night is long, the dream is deep. "

I heard Ophelia whispering in my ear.

"But no dream ever breaks, no matter how deep it is. "

An oddly clear voice, I raised my head like a hollow.

Ophelia smiles softly at me.

"It's time to wake up. "

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