MTL - SCP Life Diary of a D-class Personnel - Chapter 36 : It turned out to be one of our own!

Have you ever stared directly at the moon?A hundred years ago, the Blood Moon emerged.Mythical creatures descended from the lunar surface, bringing unimaginable slaughter upon humanity.In the brink of extinction, seven human legendary warriors awakened SSS-level talents, leading mankind in a desperate counterattack.The tide of war began to turn.The invaders from the moon were driven back, inch by inch.Now, in the final stage of this long war, victory is within humanity’s grasp.And you—A boy born on the eve of triumph—Are about to awaken your very own talent.But on the day of your awakening,you receive a mysterious notebook.Scrawled across its cover in bold letters:“Humanity will be completely wiped out in 10 years.”[Ding! Congratulations, host! You’ve obtained a UR-grade talent—Gain the talent of your killer upon death!]…UR-grade talent? What even is that?[Ding! Congratulations, host! You’ve obtained an SSS talent—Infinite Resurrection After Death!]You clench the notebook tightly in your hand.You know—

Once, because of a pair of purple eyes he was scorned. He is a wangye known across the land, cold and bloodthirsty, looking disdainfully upon the world.

Once, because of a mother’s death she received a father’s resentment. She is a publicly known junzhu whose looks have been destroyed, pitiful and weak.

In reality, he has a pair of this world’s most beautiful eyes, the most formidable background, the most imposing strength.

In reality, she has a peerless face, the most unshakable background, and the most ingenious medical skills.

She, Lan You Nian, aloof and cold-hearted, underneath the appearance of a celestial maiden is a battered, wounded heart.

When the cruel and ruthless him met the indifferent her, who adores who most deeply? Who once again puts a smiles on for whom?

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'Confucius spoke not of the bizarre, the valiant, the rebellious, nor of spirits and demons.'This is the story of Mok Gyeongwoon, AKA the First Heavenly Demon - Cheon Ma, the forefather of the main character of the popular novel and manwha Nano Machine. This story is the prequel to Nano Machine, taking place 800 years earlier.

The smell of blood invaded my nostrils. I watched helplessly as the woman standing over me raised her sword. I was completely drained, I had no mana left, no items, nothing. As the crimson tendrils held me down by my arms and legs, all I could do was wait for my death.

As the sword drew near, I felt the last bit of courage I had disappear. I was going to die. Alone. In this god forsaken place filled with evil. And for what? To protect those ‘friends’? The same people who mocked me, took advantage of, and used me?

Oh, who am I trying to fool? I was here only because of my own greed. Because I wanted to be useful to someone. Because I wanted to that group to need me. To value me. To have a reason to keep me around. How naïve I was, thinking that power would grant those wishes. All it did was help build a wall between me and everyone else.

The sword approached. I saw the purple light reflect off the sword’s blade. After everything I went through, I hadn’t expected my death to be by the hands of another player. I saw her smile, but this time I didn’t think it was beautiful. It was an ugly smile because it was genuine. She was enjoying watching me die. She was enjoying killing me.

The sword struck my chest and pierced my heart. I let out a scream of pain and agony. The pain was so real, all of this was so real. It shouldn’t be, but it was. What should have been a simple game had become my new reality – all of our new reality. A reality filled with magic, war, blood, and death.

My vision darkened as the pain slowly faded. I felt the last of my vitality leave my body. It felt cold. I wondered to myself, when would I stop being? When would my thoughts disappear?

Soon, I saw those words I feared for all this time appear before me. “DEATH”, in the pale blue font the game always used. They remained suspended in the air for several seconds. It was over. After a long time of fighting, grinding, and exploring, it was finally over. I had died. This was the end of my story.

Suddenly, words before me shifted and changed into something different. I took a shallow breath as I heard a faint heartbeat.

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