I Possessed the Villain in the Lily Novel

218 – Hero (2)

At first Ivar couldn’t understand her answer.

If you ask me, it would be more accurate to say that I was reluctant to understand.

To become human, make one other human not human. The wise man said so.

Sacrifice. Those two letters were deeply embedded in her heart like a scarlet letter, causing a sharp pain to Iva every time her heart beat.

“What bullshit. Please tell me another way.”

[Uh… That’s a really awkward thing to say.]

The wise man laughed as if he was troubled by Iva’s suggestion.

[Other than that, there is no way to get rid of the devil’s traits. And you must eliminate that trait.]

The wise man’s tone of voice when he said that was firm, unlike before.

“Why?”

Iva asked.

[I have been here until now to rid this world of the devil. So, we must get rid of the demon lord within today. We finally have a candidate for the Demon King right here before our eyes, right?]

The wise man answered calmly.

[The way to get rid of the devil is simple. All you have to do is aim for the initial state in which the Demon King candidate has completely transformed into the Demon King. This is when you are at your weakest and when your identity is confused and you cannot use your abilities properly. If you become a full-fledged demon lord, you won’t be able to win. Of course, most people are too strong to win. So, with the magic I specially developed…]

“Wait a minute.”

Iva interrupted the wise man’s words.

“So… If I don’t hand over the nature of the Demon King candidate to someone else, you are going to forcibly resurrect me as the Demon King and then kill me immediately?”

[It’s a bit wordy, but to sum it up, it’s like that. So decide quickly. Otherwise, I’m in trouble.]

“Huh…”

I laughed out loud. I had nothing to say. The wise man was dogmatic and kind, like a teacher teaching us how to eat, and seemed to state the obvious.

[Oh, that’s right. I’ll take back what I said earlier about picking people you personally think are bad. To become a demon lord, you need the appropriate qualifications. Should I say he is a candidate for the Demon King?]

Chop rock. Clap la la rock. The space on the white background moved like the pages of a book being turned by the wind.

[Are you okay. It’s more common in the world than you might think. If you can take the exam to become a Hero candidate, you are also qualified to become a Demon King candidate. Actually, there isn’t much difference between the Demon King and the Hero. If you can become a demon lord, you can also become a hero. And vice versa.]

As the thin paper flew away, black letters gradually appeared on a white background.

[Here, I will give you a list of those who have taken the Hero Candidate Test who are still alive and who are sinners. Hand over your power to the person you think is the most evil.]

Those were names. The names of sinners. Some were thieves, some were kidnappers, some were con artists, and some were murderers. Sins were endlessly listed.

[Will there be a backlash because I lived an honest life while preparing for the warrior exam? There were quite a few corrupt children. It must be a bit of a shock to be praised as a genius and then dismissed in an instant. Still, you shouldn’t sin like this! Don’t you think so, guys?]

Ivar’s eyes swam in a sea of countless names and charges. He was confused. There was more anxiety on his face than ever before. It was painfully distorted.

For some reason, each of those names felt like his own name. That may be because he too was a sinner. Sinners were put in a situation where they judged other sinners.

Ivar trembled in pain. He even trembled in fear, like someone whose body was being eaten by insects. He reasoned. Thoughts soon led to pain and fear, but I did not stop thinking.

“That’s…”

[Don’t worry too much, Eva. These people are sinners. Non-human things covered in human skin. These are the people you hate so much, but they are not human.]

I thought about whether I deserved to kill them.

Iva’s body trembled.

“My…Hatred for evil people and non-humans…”

Certainly, he hated people who were human but did things that were not human. I greatly disliked it. He was disgusted by the idiots who had more opportunities to be happier than him, but who threw those opportunities into the gutter. He despised those who trampled on others and made their own happiness.

“In a way, it’s self-loathing.”

But that was like a kind of self-loathing.

“I killed someone too. A lot, a lot.”

He was a human being to some, but he was a person who did things that were not a human being. He was a fool who had many opportunities to be happy but threw them away in the gutter, and he was a person who trampled on others and made his own happiness.

Ivar knows himself.

As I embarked on a journey of trials, I realized something so deep that I couldn’t turn away.

He was a jealous and strong ugly person, a massacre who killed countless people, and a bully who made the downfall of a good guy his best drink. I used the past tense, but that hasn’t changed even now.

Ivar knew that he was not human, so he wanted to become human more than anyone else.

[…Iva, your case is different from their case. You have suffered more misfortune than anyone else…]

“It’s no different.”

Before he knew it, he was using a polite tone of voice. It was a small, shabby remark, like when protesting helplessly to one’s master.

“In their case, they probably had their own misfortune. And that misfortune would have become an excuse for evil deeds. “My misfortune cannot excuse my evil deeds.”

It was a life full of shame.

Thoughts are arduous, and corrections, repentance, and atonement are difficult.

You must not stop.

Even if the pain of not being able to kill causes more pain than death, we must not stop reflecting. You have to face it. You need to know it properly.

You must be courageous and look into the many reasons to hate yourself.

“If you say that they are not human because they committed sins, then the same goes for me.”

Ivar gave reasons to hate himself, and reasons not to hate them.

[No, Iba, think calmly. You are so consumed by your emotions right now. The Demon King candidate is a dangerous position. There’s no need to keep it. Even you feel out of control sometimes. It’s like a time bomb.]

When the wise man sensed that Iva’s attitude had become strange, he impatiently began persuading him.

[It’s a bomb that will definitely explode someday, staining the world with evil once again. But it’s okay. If you can’t prevent it from exploding, you can minimize the range of the explosion. And Eva, you don’t have to be in the explosion. There is no need for you to keep carrying that bomb.]

There is no choice. Since these are words from a wise man, they are probably true. The candidate for the devil will definitely become the devil someday. If the future is unstoppable, you can force that future to come true and end it with minimal damage.

However, in the process, one person must die.

You must choose life. Someone’s life must be ended with this mouth and fingers.

If what you choose to achieve is a person, and if what you choose to give up is a slave.

Does a person’s choice include taking something away?

Can taking parents from a child, freedom from a person, and life from a sinner also be called choices?

Is it okay to take someone else’s life if it’s for your own survival?

Shiba. The abusive name given by the owner gnawed at my heart. The owner was a conqueror. But could he be called a man? Was he truly a human being who restricted the freedom of others and forced their fate?

No. That’s not what people are like. A person who can see others even when they are having a hard time, who can take care of races that have nothing to do with them, who can sacrifice their lives just because they love someone, and who can unite with strangers when it is most dangerous.

To him, people were those who made beautiful choices.

In a flower garden in full bloom, people are the ones who can find and grow the most unsightly flowers among the numerous flowers.

People know compassion and benevolence. Know how to be compassionate towards others, and know grace and courtesy.

“No, that’s not true.”

People can love useless things.

He appears to be giving his all to something that has nothing to do with survival.

Meaning is given to the sun, moon, stars, flowers, etc. Praise nature through a language created for communication. It was a myth.

As if that wasn’t enough, people continued to love and create useless things.

I created a poem by compressing the language.

I created a novel by creating someone who didn’t exist.

A novel, yes a novel. A novel he once read to love a friend came back and gave him enlightenment.

The art infused humanity.

Man cannot live on bread alone. You can only live as a true human being if you always love something.

He recalled a religious book he once read that influenced most of his art, and some passages from the book he read as a novel.

Only those who are without sin should throw stones at this woman.

Greater love has no one more than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends.

Love your neighbors.

“If you say that you deserve to die for committing a sin, that you become an enemy of humanity and are humiliated for the rest of your life… “

If sinners are not qualified to judge sinners, and can only become human through love.

“That goes for me too.”

We should put that love into practice.

Ivar decided.

The decision was not made based on profit-loss calculations, but based on human feelings.

“…The dream has changed.”

Tears flowed down his cheeks. My teeth chattered in fear, and my heart was torn apart in sorrow. Even through all the pain, the decision did not change. The lame attitude disappeared. Only a determined determination remains.

“I will not hand over the Demon King candidate.”

I gave up on the dream I had dreamed of my whole life.

“And I will kill the Demon King too.”

If it is my fate that one person must become the evil of mankind and die, I will not hesitate to take that fate.

If the switch on this hand changes the survival of myself and others, I won’t bother pressing it.

I will choose to give up my choice.

So, this is not a sacrifice or giving up, but a choice.

“The devil kills the devil, so that too can be called a hero.”

Ivar chose not to be human in order to become a better person.

I will exchange my endless hatred for humanity for love with love.

I will give love regardless of the weak and the evil, the strong and the good, the rich and the beggars, the king and the subjects, conditions, authority, and good and evil.

If you can love everyone like that, one day you will even love yourself.

How can you live well and not die well?

To live well as a person, to go well.

“I will become the devil and a warrior.”

A courageous death that burns oneself to save the world.

I will greet the hero.