Let me start by saying that this is not a cool article.
Others enter the infinite stream, and their skills are [Flame Slash] and [Frost Barrier]. My skills are [Speed Reading of Documents] and [Photographic Memory] - limited to official documents.
My teammates are focusing on the BOSS, and I am looking through old files in the copy. My teammates were running for their lives, and I was putting together a torn-up poem. Everyone says I'm trash. I think so too.
Until that resentful spirit went berserk, I had no way out.
I walked up to him and read out the name spelled out from the poem. He stopped. At that moment I discovered - every copy hides a road that no one has traveled. It's not about killing evil spirits, it's about resolving obsessions. Not by force, but by listening.
The Lord God never speaks. But when I finished walking the first road, he said four words to me.
Then I killed someone. To save people. With a red name, he is feared, rejected and avoided by everyone. I continued solo queue, continuing to take the path no one took.
Someone asked what the picture was. I said, I don't want anything. Not for them. It's for myself.
