Childhood Friend of the Zenith

There are moments when the night falls apart.

Even when the moon disappears.

It’s not because the stars stop shining.

It’s not out of fear of the approaching day, nor because the sun is rising.

It’s when there is no one waiting for the night.

Or when no one remembers it anymore.

Only then does the night fall apart.

The woman realized this after making her decision, but she didn’t regret it.

It had to be this way.

She had to fall apart for the day to come. What those who remember her needed wasn’t the night, but the day.

Thus.

She was certain she had to do it. But despite her resolve, if there was any regret, it was that she should have made the decision just a little later.

She should have chosen a day more lazily.

That was the only thing she regretted.

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Hooohhh—!!

Black smoke swirls. The rising force shot up from below, and in the rising energy, it almost seemed like the night had arrived.

An overwhelming and colossal energy.

Watching this, Taechon narrows his eyes.

“Haha.”

What should he say? Judging by the sheer amount of the energy itself, it would indeed be surprising. How could someone with such a small aura emit such vast energy?

It was fascinating, but...

The real problem was.

“I didn’t misjudge.”

What was contained within that energy.

Looking at it, Taechon was sure of what he had been wondering.

“It’s divinity.”

The energy contained within it.

That was definitely not a level of power any mortal could have. A force that can only be obtained when one surpasses the vessel of existence and the world grants it.

Divinity.

The supreme energy, one that can only be attained by the rulers of a world, is contained within this.

“You’re not the master, are you?”

That thing was not the master. No matter how you looked at it, it didn’t feel like a master. Even though it had divinity, it wasn’t a master. What should he call this strange phenomenon?