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It was the same question as then.

“You can be a hero or a villain. “What you will become on this stage

is up to you.”]

The king of clowns and the transcendent with the ‘face of a shooting star’ opened his mouth.

“I am a child who stays up through a thousand winters and a thousand winter nights.”]

[“I am a child with a thousand shadows and a thousand darknesses.”] “I am a child who wanders through

a thousand deserts and a thousand wildernesses.”] “

A thousand shadows .”] Blood…”]

At the same time, countless monarchs began to open their mouths towards Yu Seong. Messages poured in like a flood. No, it didn\'t stop pouring out, completely blocking the shooting star\'s view, and messages began to be plastered endlessly, like a third-rate computer hacking tool.

My mind felt like it was going to explode.

“What the hell is this...

Likewise, player Maria couldn’t hide her embarrassment at what happened there. Lieutenant General Kilgore would have been no exception.

However, it was in no way comparable to the presence of the party there, Yoo Seong.

“...Being a hero is not something you can get just because you guys do it for you.”

Nevertheless, Yoosung answered calmly.

“And it’s not for you guys to decide what I will become.”

[“Then who decides that fact?”]

[The Clown Lord giggles happily.]

The messages covering the shooting star’s vision disappeared all at once. And before I knew it, a shooting star and a monarch were left behind there. Without the remaining monarchs, without forces, without Maria and Lieutenant General Kilgore.

The king of heroes and the lord of jesters were there.

“me.”

Yooseong answered and the Clown Lord burst out laughing. At the same time, he held his own face, ‘Yoosung’s face’, and took it off like a mask.

The skin on his face was peeled off, and what was underneath was Yoosung\'s face again.

“You and I, we... have always been like that.”]

The Clown Lord laughed.

“...us?”

Yoosung coldly asked back those words. It\'s really cold, like it\'s someone else\'s business.

“Do you know me?”

At Yooseong’s words, the clown monarch burst into laughter.

“What exactly is your identity?”

As if I had heard a funny joke. As if this world is so ridiculous and ridiculous that I can\'t stand it

.

“The Tomb of Heroes.”]

The Jester Lord answered.

[“Heroes are people who repeat the same thing endlessly. I keep repeating to myself that it will really be different next time.”]

“But the world doesn’t change. “We all realize that.”] I

inadvertently remembered the man I encountered in the Clown Lord’s Tower when I first became a player.

‘Are you next after me?\'

‘Yes, the hero who will protect the world after me.\'

‘I\'m so tired. °1 I’m so sick of this shit that I think I’m going crazy. ‘

It was a man wearing the mask of The Clown Who Doesn\'t Smile. And when the man\'s mask fell, there was nothing behind it. All it did was open the jaws of a pitch-black abyss.

It was unknown at the time of season 2. However, in the 6th season, at this very spot, Yoo Seong remembered what he had shouted in front of the monarchs just before.

‘Is there any reason for me to repeat this meaningless nonsense?\'

‘Is there any reason for me to accept this damn coldness and become your puppet and be kicked out?\'

“Are you tired? You\'ll be sick of it. Because you and I were all like that!”]

The Jester Lord laughed mockingly.

No matter how much you protect the world, the world will

not change.

No matter how much you clear the game, a new season

will just begin.

And finally, they were able to understand the words they

were repeating endlessly in the mirror.

“Then I...

That’s why Yooseong asked quietly.

“How many heroes are you?”

“The 1,000th person.”]

The Jester Lord answered. Yoosung burst out laughing.

“Then what happens if I give up this nonsense or die?”

“I will stop this nonsense and pass it on to you, the 1001st person, to repeat ‘the exact same thing’. “Go back to the first day!”]

The Clown Lord continued, giggling.

“As the monarch of heroes, the monarch of those who repeat the same thing endlessly!”]

“The king of heroes...

I finally realized it after hearing those words. I could vaguely feel the specialness inherent in that nickname. And that doubt was reborn as confidence.

“Was I already a ‘monarch’ from the beginning?”

Lord of heroes.

“King of Heroes From the beginning, it was a name that existed only for us. Even if we ourselves do not realize it.”]

“Then what did I give to become a monarch?”

[“The most perfect self-sacrifice (Sacrifice).”]

The Jester Lord replied, giggling.

[“I swore that I would repeat the same thing endlessly by sacrificing myself to protect the world without being understood by anyone or recognizing that fact.”] “I don’t remember... I don’t remember.

”

“Yes, I remember. Because it is the sacrifice ‘the first you’ offered.”]

The Tomb of Heroes Jester Lord laughed.

[“You, I, and the ‘first we’... sacrificed our past, present, and future ‘selves.’ To protect the world in this game. And the very same thing is repeated endlessly.”]

“So is the world being protected?”

“A game that should end is repeated over and over again for eternity. Because that is how the ‘Lord of Heroes’ sustains and protects this world!”]

Lord of Heroes.

The first self, who could not even remember himself, offered himself.

And based on that decision, I found myself repeating the same thing endlessly.

As a court jester who volunteers to be the jester of the transcendental monarchs on top of that tower.

I finally realized that ‘I cannot be understood by anyone.’ Saint Maria Jaeger understood shooting stars. However, if you die or collapse while playing this game, there will be no one left who will understand you for the 1,000th time. Just like the thousands of people who have fallen so far.

A hero who cannot be understood by anyone.

“Shall I tell you a funny joke?”]

The Clown Lord continued, giggling.

“The first hero, the Lord of Heroes... died when his head was blown off by an orc as soon as he entered the tier 1 tower! Before we could conquer a single tower, as many as three people fell and had to start over!”]

“Fifty people died in the second season, 100 people in the 3rd season, and 180 people in the 4th season… There was literally no end to it. ”]

A thousand faces, a thousand talents.

999 deaths, 999 corpses.

『Still, we came this far. Oh, what season was it now? It was season 6! “It’s only season 6!”]

“Wasn’t I watching the end of this game?”

“Because being the ‘newest model’ doesn’t necessarily mean you will survive until the end.”]

Clown Lord The ghosts of countless heroes who had failed and fallen in the past laughed. Yes. I remember him facing me that day in the Monarch’s Tower. Right now, Yoosung is not that tired yet.

Then how many seasons... no, how many dozens of seasons did the man repeat the same thing over and over again?

‘How many seasons will this game last?\'

Yooseong tried to ask the Clown Lord. But I soon realized that it was a meaningless question.

There wasn\'t even a laugh.

The Heavenly Demon, the Winter Night, the Vampire Lord, the Magic Death King, the Lord Assassin, and the ‘King of Heroes\', a player who gained endless power and became stronger. However, the mockery and ridicule of the clown monarch and the tomb of heroes did not change about him.

“Why are you telling me this now?”

[“Because you look sick.”]

The Clown Lord laughed. That\'s why Yoosung spoke softly.

“Still, there are monarchs who can provide for me...

Empress of Syria, Lord of the Desert. Illysia, the witch lord. Lords who can fight for him.

Before I could continue, I burst out laughing.

―It was like I was endlessly repeating to myself that next time it would really be different.

“Ah, damn it... I thought this was a manga game. “I just want to thank you for putting your stamp on it.”

That\'s why Yooseong cursed again.

[“Shall we stop here?”]

The mirror facing him, the destination of heroes, and the clown monarch opened his mouth.

Yoosung was silent without saying a word.

Silence fell, and after the silence the King of Heroes spoke.

After a while. The guild headquarters of the International Players Guild Circus, to which the King of Heroes belongs.

and the bedchambers of the king of heroes and the saint.

“Mr. Yoosung?”

When he turned his head, there was a woman lying next to the bed

who could understand him.

“What\'s wrong?”

“it\'s nothing.”

Maria asked, and Yoosung smiled bitterly and shook his head.

“Did something… happen in that tower

?”

And Maria asked again. Yoosung tried to open his mouth at those words, but could not. All I could do was smile calmly and answer.

“I don’t remember either.”

“...is it so.”

Maria smiled bitterly at Yoosung’s answer. That was enough.

Because Yoosung wasn\'t weak enough to confess to her the truth she couldn\'t bear and be understood.

The Tower of Power War was successfully conquered and no players were sacrificed.

At the same time, neither player could remember what happened there.

Except for only one player: the King of Heroes.

“Shall we stop here?”]

That day, the clown monarch opened his mouth to the shooting star.

The mirror facing the King of Heroes and the tomb the heroes will reach.

Hearing those words, Yoosung fell silent.

No matter how hard you struggle, the world will not change. The same goes for this game. And there were endless heroes who could take his place.

“Home Come to think of it…

That’s why silence fell, and at the end of the silence, the King of Heroes spoke.

“Do you know what the worst baseball team that has ruined their performance is saying about the new season?”

At those words, the clown monarch held his stomach and started giggling.

“This year is different.”

Yoosung spoke, and at those words, Master Park stopped watching the baseball broadcast and cursed.

“Oh my gosh, I’m so tired. What\'s different this year? I\'ve already suffered 16 losses. Is this a team? uh?”

“No, who mentioned the baseball team?”

“I did it because everyone was telling me nonsense that this year was different. So why all of a sudden?”

Hearing Master Park’s words, Yoosung shrugged his shoulders and

stood up.

“Because a hero needs a hero’s mindset.”

Heroes are people who do not give up until the end and repeat the same thing endlessly.

I keep repeating to myself that next time it will really be different.