Chapter Fifty Two- Chin Suh's Memories
Tae Jun stared at the vision before him, in disbelief. He walked round him curiously.
"What are you doing here? Is this a dream? I don't remember sleeping. Are you a vision? What dark magic is this?"
"Ask one thing at a time, Ima. And why are you asking with that kind of expressionless face?"
"Ah! I see. You must be a dream." Tae Jun turned away and put his finger to his chin, considering the situation thoughtfully. "Maybe I slept off somewhere."
"Ya! Listen when someone is talking to you!" Chin Suh was suddenly holding the sword.
Tae Jun turned slowly, looking down at the evil looking blade.
He hated being threatened by anyone, especially not in his own home.
A logical voice in his head pointed out that this had been Chin Suh's home first, and that it was unlikely that Chin Suh was actually threatening him, but with everything that had happened, he was suddenly feeling immature.
He ignored the voice and stepped forward in mock fear, openly challenging Chin Suh.
"Wah! The first Black Deity is threatening me. Am I supposed to fight a heavenly being?" Tae Jun feigned a fearful shudder, then smirked.
"Oh, Mianhamnida. You were cast out of the Heavens because of a woman."
Chin Suh frowned slightly, gripping the sword hilt tighter, but then he smiled almost immediately.
"Hmm, ye." He stepped closer as well, leaning forward to whisper.
"But, the reason I was finally able to come out, was because you did something similar." His smile widened at Tae Jun's own frown. "I should thank you, the first Black Deity to actually turn into a demon."
The two men stared at each other, frowning in annoyance.
A long silence followed, before Chin Suh dropped the sword, stepping away.
"I'm not here to fight with you. I came because you touched the blade."
Tae Jun leaned against the table. "Do you come out whenever someone touches the blade?"
"Not just anyone. It has to be someone that carries my spirit. The Black Deity."
"So you have appeared to the Black Deity before? How come I have no memories of you?"
"Didn't you hear me earlier? You're the first Black Deity to do something similar to what I did. The previous Black deities never touched this blade because the 'ceremonial weapons' where the property of the King, and they never interfered." He picked the sword again.
"Your interference brought this to you. You saved the young Prince, Jang Seung Jae, and he gave this to you. Thanks to your action, I could come out."
Tae Jun scoffed.
"So, I interfered and got an evil blade. We lost everything back then and got a ceremonial weapon we can't exactly use, and an old man that has been hiding inside it." He ignored Chin Suh's angry look. "I will ask you again. Why exactly are you here?"
"I failed to defeat my enemy in the past so we are all paying the price. Me and every deity that has ever lived. I came to end everything."
Tae Jun scoffed.
He was doubtful, but he couldn't help the feeling of hope that surged through him.
Could everything really be ended?
Could they return to their normal lives?
"Tch! You came to end everything? How will you do that?" Tae Jun asked. "Are you going to the fifth gate? Will you fight him head-on again? Right now, we can't even approach the Palace."
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Historical FictionAn Asian historical fantasy. A beautiful tomboy. A banished prince. An adventurous bookworm. A chubby, plant loving, lady... In the fictional kingdom of Eondeog Mun, four deities were murdered and darkness and ill fate were unleashed to a once thriv...