# 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.

I only saw a few words in

had not seen

the times Choi Jung 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 could he do? It was not just his

commented

“How disrespectful.

it was not

the emotion to disappear from Cale’s face and Choi Jung Gun

Star, Roan, Puzzle... The words from my dream were in your notebook too, sunbae. I looked

he saw the title and author's name written in there as he

a Hero.

took one

I wanted to know what was going on. I wanted to ask if you were having the same dream as

was

as if you are from another

the type of thing you would say

smiling as

Jung Gun touched the corner of

I'm

He continued nonchalantly.

because I'm so baffled right now. I never expected something

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

you're saying that you are dreaming

sunbae-nim. He seemed to be a terrible

dreams for a

what that guy was

“...Really?”

up as if he was deep

the White Star not only influence his life

a thought while looking

he misunderstood on his own and gave me an

This is great.’

the current situation, asked the

“Sunbae, who are you?”

“Me?”

“Yes.”

Cale looked around.

front of me earlier... These are things you would

Cale slowly started smiling.

a god. Someone who is outside the logics of

“A god?

Ugh.”

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

extremely cold gaze once Choi Jung Gun raised

see me as the

are you,

seemed adult-like but also pure. It was because the firm gaze was so clear

“Haaaaa.”

couldn’t help but sigh and the truth flowed out with the

end up that motherfucking thing in the

did not

may become a god? There is such

‘This is good.’

He might get some hints about single-lifers

are souls that will become gods. Of course, there are other ways to become gods besides being one of these souls, but they are

had to be single-lifers. He should be talking about the

the sealed God of Despair was a Hunter who hunted single-lifers. He probably

which god would you become, sunbae? What do you do when you

that seemed to be saying he knew nothing

walked over to a nearby bench.

two of them was still

“Huuuuuu.”

before he rubbed his face a few times and then looked up at

is a reason for this

head and

‘Mm.’

were looking at

bit scary

‘I'm... a bit scared.’

was cowering just

“Rok Soo.”

Jung smiled as

what I am

his eyes were

stabs deep into your subconsciousness. Focusing very hard on what I

so sharp, as if they would

or laws in this world. There are also gods that watch over numerous

knew this

“So what?”

example, let’s say that there is a god who oversees death. That

signs of a

it must be

all about

He continued speaking.

the God of Death is a motherfucking bastard. It’s not enough for

Cale and mumbled

who cannot die. It’s so

found this to be

Death and

quite close. But was that

most gods find their eternal tasks to be difficult after

Death in front

sounds like

used to be office

chuckled

lose their standing. Standing refers to the absolute power a

was the power the gods needed to take care of their domain, a god who had lost their

could relinquish their standing on their own or lose it for breaking one

about the God of Death who had interfered in the

god breaking rules as well in order to destroy the test and make

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

“...A slacker life?’

guess it would be

“...Really?”

Jung Gun found this

weird for gods to retire? Living there or living here, living

Jung Gun had a bitter look on his face

ones who relinquish their standing on their own terms will enjoy their retirement while the ones who have it taken away

don’t lose their

forever. Do you think they would want to do that? The world is such a

souls like yours the ones who will receive those domains after

you figured it

Gun responded with a carefree look on

are called tribulators. I am a

that the

biological mother, Drew Thames had written about

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