# Must not be sane. (1)

‘Did I just imagine it?’

He was sure that the temperature had gone down. Cale opened his mouth again.

“White Star. Pffft.”

Cale couldn't help but chuckle.

‘It wasn’t just my imagination.’

The chill against his skin... It was not just a feeling, it was actually happening.

In one side of this pretty empty park...

Cale and Choi Jung Gun... A half-transparent barrier appeared and surrounded the two of them. That barrier separated this place from the outside.

Cale felt an odd sensation, as if he and Choi Jung Gun had come to their own world.

And at the center of that sensation...

Choi Jung Gun was quietly standing there while observing Cale. The cluelessness that Cale had felt every so often from his stoic face was not visible at all.

A cold aura surrounded him, as if this was his true self.

Cale looked back at him without saying anything and Choi Jung Gun slowly started speaking.

“Nelan Barrow. White Star.”

Choi Jung Gun mumbled those words a few times, as if he was savoring those words, before nonchalantly commenting.

“Those are names you can accidentally say.”

It was at that moment.

Shaaaaaaaaaaaa-

The moment he felt as if a breeze had brushed past him...

“Wow.”

Cale let out a short gasp.

Choi Jung Gun was suddenly right in front of Kim Rok Soo and quietly observing him.

Choi Jung Gun's hand was stopped right in front of Cale's neck.

“Explain yourself.”

That was all Choi Jung Gun before looking at Cale’s eyes.

How did you know those names?

Where did you hear such things?

What the hell? What is going on?

Such anxious and clueless questions did not come out of Choi Jung Gun’s mouth.

He probably decided that questions were meaningless and chose to take action as soon as he heard the names, ‘Nelan Barrow’ and ‘White Star.’

‘That makes things easier for me too.’

Cale had no need to pretend to be a good little club hoobae if the other side was going to come at him like this.

“I had a dream.”

Dream.

That word made Choi Jung Gun flinch. He frowned after seeing that Cale saw him flinch.

Cale simply smiled at him.

"Someone called the White Star appeared in my dream.”

Cale had thought a lot about how to lead this conversation with Choi Jung Gun. Should he say that this was an illusion, a test, and that he was Kim Rok Soo who had transmigrated into Cale Henituse’s body?

The answer was simple.

‘Why bother?’

There was no need to do that.

‘I just need to tell him enough so that I can get through to him.’

But if the conversation does not go well...

Cale felt the ancient powers inside his body as he continued to think.

‘We’ll just need to have a nice refreshing fight if the conversation doesn't go well.’

Tap.

Cale pushed back Choi Jung Gun's hand that was stopped in front of his neck. He then observed that hand. It had so many calluses on it and was even rougher than Choi Han’s hand.

“White Star. Someone named Cale Barrow showed up in my dream.”

Cale was starting to seem less and less like an affectionate little hoobae, but it was the same for Choi Jung Gun.

“His face was similar to mine?”

In the five days he had been a member of the book club at Raon High School... Would Cale have slacked off during that time? Would he have enjoyed that time?

‘Of course not.’

He had so much to do.

“Sunbae, you urgently closed your notebook that you were writing in on the day that I went to the library to join the book club.”

It was Cale’s turn to walk up to Choi Jung Gun as he placed his hand on Choi Jung Gun's shoulder.

“I saw this word called Roan.”

‘Aigoo.’

Cale gasped, even though he sounded not shocked at all, as he continued speaking.

“But that Roan thing showed up in my dream too.”

Pat, pat. He patted Choi Jung Gun’s shoulder as he continued speaking.

“I'm sorry, sunbae. I observed you for a bit.”

“Really?”

Choi Jung Gun nonchalantly asked back and Cale responded just as nonchalantly.

that I only saw a few words in the

had

Gun would go to put away a returned book or help someone locate a book... Cale only managed to get a few glimpses during those short periods of time. The normal Cale wouldn't do something like that, but what

Jung Gun commented without any

“How disrespectful.

it seemed as if it was

it was time for the emotion to disappear from

from my dream were in your notebook too, sunbae. I looked in the notebook and

and author's name written in there as he

of a Hero. Author,

moved his hand off Choi Jung Gun’s shoulder and took one step back.

I wanted to ask if you were having the same dream as me, sunbae. But what is this barrier? It

was

as if you are from

doesn’t seem like the type of thing you would

smiling as well,

Jung Gun touched the

I'm

He continued nonchalantly.

so baffled right

a few times as if he really had not expected this. He did not seem like a high school senior at all. In fact,

are dreaming about this person called

seemed to be a terrible

these dreams for a

see what that guy was doing to the

“...Really?”

he was deep

only influence his life but also

had a thought while looking at

on his own and gave me an

This is great.’

calmly assessing the current situation, asked the question that he wanted

“Sunbae, who are you?”

“Me?”

“Yes.”

Cale looked around.

me earlier... These are things you would normally find

Cale slowly started smiling.

Someone who is outside

“A god?

Ugh.”

to hold back his laughter as a suppressed laugh came out. He lowered

once Choi Jung Gun

as the same as those

what are

at him. The gaze seemed adult-like but also pure. It was because

“Haaaaa.”

sigh and the truth flowed

soul that may end up that motherfucking thing in

did not

a god? There is

‘This is good.’

on Cale’s mind. He might get

Of course, there are other ways to become gods besides being one of these souls,

talking about had to be single-lifers. He

was one of these single-lifer souls while the sealed God of Despair was a Hunter who hunted single-lifers. He probably did something with the soul

are multiple gods? Then which god would you become, sunbae? What do you do when you are a

to

checked his watch, and walked

two of

“Huuuuuu.”

while sitting on the bench before he rubbed his face a few times and then looked

I'm sure there is a reason

head and looked

‘Mm.’

pressure at that moment. Choi Jung Gun's eyes that were looking at him... There was definitely something that had surpassed

bit scary

‘I'm... a bit scared.’

cowering

“Rok Soo.”

smiled

I am about

his eyes were

stabs deep into your subconsciousness. Focusing very hard on what I have to say will be helpful

eyes looked so sharp, as if they would attack at

this world. There are also gods that watch over numerous domains. Those gods

knew this much

“So what?”

a god who oversees death. That god cannot perish and will have to take

signs of a

do you think it

concerned at all about how hard it was

He continued speaking.

the God of Death is a motherfucking bastard. It’s not enough for him to suffer for all eternity.

looked away from Cale

cannot die. It’s so

to be

of Death and Choi Jung

seemed quite close. But was

be difficult after some time. This

God of Death in front of Cale while looking at the

sounds like an

are gods who used to

Jung Gun chuckled as

lose their standing. Standing refers to the absolute

to take care of their domain, a god

on their own or lose it for breaking one of the rules

Death who had interfered

breaking rules as well in order to destroy

their standing does not make them perish. It is impossible for gods to perish. They can just enjoy the retirement life

“...A slacker life?’

uhh. Something like that. I guess it would

“...Really?”

Gun found this to

retire? Living there or living here, living is

Gun had a bitter look

on their own terms will enjoy their retirement while the ones who

they don’t

be the god over that domain forever. Do you think they would want to do that? The world is

like yours the ones who will receive those

you figured it out right

with a carefree

called tribulators.

that the World Tree

were the ‘single-lifers’ that Cale’s biological mother, Drew

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