The Main Heroines are Trying to Kill Me

- Sizzle!!

“Ugh.”

As Kim Han-byeol’s massive slash swept through, Aishi gritted her teeth and twisted her body.

- Wriggle, wriggle…

At the same time, the tentacles that had fallen to the ground started to twitch. The attacks that had swept everyone away were useless against him.

> Did he come with the Series 1 clear spec? What a cheat

> I can’t understand or memorize this, teacher.

> Is this the raid? Is this the raid?

Unfazed by the chat messages that got overwhelmed by his formidable presence, Han-byeol continued to advance.

The Eye watching him ground its teeth.

He should have gone back to his dimension back then…

This world had provided the Eye with countless amusements over eons, but only once had things gone awry.

The chosen hero, who usually followed a set path, suddenly went wild as if possessed by another, changing everything.

Convinced it was a case of possession, the Eye had intervened directly in the end.

Its goal was the tragedy of ‘Frey’, ‘Ruby’, and their companions, as it despised any form of happy endings.

- Come alone. The fewer the victims, the better for you, correct?

“…”

- Why make such a face? Fuhuhuhu…

Holding the Hero’s loved ones hostage and inviting him into its imaginary realm had seemed like a brilliant plan. The Hero’s twisted expression, believing he’d achieved a happy ending, was a delight, and disposing of him would eliminate any future anomalies.

Of course, using its spiritual form rather than the physical form visible in the sky was a risk. But it was certain that a mere possessor couldn’t challenge its spiritual essence.

“What… are you?”

“Gr… Ridiculous… A mere possessor…”

That should have been the case.

“Are you the true mastermind?”

To cut to the chase, Han-byeol had defeated the Eye.

He almost obliterated the being that had devoured countless dimensions.

How? the Eye still couldn’t fathom.

Was it the ‘Hero’s Armament’ Han-byeol wielded?

Was it the “Stellar Mana” he used, identical to the power of the Creator God who imprisoned the Eye?

Or was Han-byeol simply a freak of nature?

The specifics were unclear, but it was undeniable that the battle ended with the Eye’s essence being split in half.

“…I can’t go back like this.”

Of course, it wasn’t a complete victory for Han-byeol either.

In the aftermath of the fierce and desperate battle, drained of life force, Han-byeol aged prematurely, becoming a half-broken sword.

His final, all-out attack only managed to halve the Eye’s spiritual form.

Completely exhausted, Han-byeol escaped the imaginary realm while the Eye was temporarily incapacitated.

“Damn it… Time… There’s no time…”

For the Eye, it was a shocking event.

Battling the godlike Creator God was understandable.

But to be halved by a human, to be incapacitated by a mere mortal…

Though it recovered in minutes and successfully erased all traces and scars Han-byeol tried to leave behind, the fear of that day lingered.

Had the remaining half been split, its existence would have ended.

For the first time, the Eye experienced the terror of death, akin to the ‘mortals’ it despised.

Hence, the memory of that day was buried as a bitter stain.

I can’t believe he’s back…!

Now, that buried memory was resurfacing.

- Step, step…

The presence approaching, cutting down tentacles mercilessly, reeked of the Hero who had vanished from this dimension.

“…I’ll kill you no matter what.”

Eventually losing rationality, the Eye directed all of Aishi’s tentacles and ice spears at the advancing figure.

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“…”

As he shattered the ice spears and tentacles aimed at him, Han-byeol momentarily let go of the mouse and began to massage his hand.

- Tremble…

His right hand was slightly trembling.

The hand tremor that had plagued him for so long, he thought he had gotten used to it by now.

“Hmm…”

In the past, his hand wouldn’t shake a bit when playing the Dark Tale Fantasy series, but things seemed different now.

Maybe because the game had become reality, and reality had become a game.

“…”

As he pondered this, he glanced around to see that most of the people in the PC room were facing similar screens.

Was the Dark Tale Fantasy series always this popular?

If my identity gets revealed now, would it cause a situation like the jokes I’ve seen on community boards?

Smiling at the thought, Han-byeol soon wiped the smile off and focused on the screen.

Aishi: I don’t know how you returned, but this is the end!

Aishi’s ice storm is approaching.

The true identity of Aishi, as seen on the screen, must be ‘that bastard.’

Those blackened eyes. And the same tentacles from that time, there was no way he could forget.

- Boom! Crash!

Aishi’s attack and the attack from Han-byeol’s controlled character collide in midair, spreading in all directions.

“…Tch.”

Han-byeol clicked his tongue at the sight.

The character he was controlling now has the specs from his Series 1 clear.

And the being that has taken over Aishi’s body was wielding the power of a ‘Demon King.’

So, fighting like this would only buy time. It wouldn’t solve the fundamental issue.

“…”

For a very brief moment, Han-byeol considered just storming in and fighting himself. But he quickly shook his head.

“…Sigh.”

He could no longer go back to that world anyway. His saga has ended.

He had already faced the end.

To be precise, he had reached his limit.

Aishi glares at you with a furious gaze.

A cold aura starts to emanate from her.

If he continued to fight like this, the academy siege would end in a draw. He could hold out with his control and gear, even without the Hero’s Armament.

[Aishi’s ice blades swirl around.]

“…Predictable.”

But if that happened, the conclusion that Frey and his party would face, and the world would face, would be obvious.

- Sizzle!

“Ugh…”

Han-byeol, dispelling Aishi’s full-powered area attack with a dark expression, momentarily turned his character’s view away from the groggy Aishi.

“Hmm.”

What came into his view were the half-destroyed users and the inhabitants of the other world.

“This is the perfect opportunity. If we don’t succeed in the plan now, we won’t be able to.”

“Yes… It’s everyone’s happy ending. We must save her too…”

“Can we do it?”

“We can do it.”

And there, gathered in one place with determined expressions, were Frey and his party.

“…”

Watching them, Han-byeol smiled bitterly.

The Demon King in a groggy state glares at you.

“It was my mistake.”

The reason Han-byeol couldn’t completely finish off the mastermind behind everything.

The reason he couldn’t surpass his limits.

It was right in front of his eyes.

“…I was too selfish.”

He hadn’t made everyone shine.

“I should have trusted everyone who said they would join me back then.”

He was also too self-righteous.

That had made him strong, but in the end, it had also become the shackles that held him back.

“Sigh…”

Unlike him, Frey’s party worked together harmoniously, to achieve their happy ending.

No one had lost their shine. Everyone involved in the operation was glowing brightly.

“Guys, before we get into the plan, let’s rest first…”

The protagonist of this story was different from him.

Due to past traumas, he would never unconsciously distrust his companions like Han-byeol had.

If things went as they were, Frey would surpass even his own stature.

He would find the puzzle pieces Han-byeol couldn’t, and reach the final stage Han-byeol couldn’t achieve,

And in the end, he would successfully finish the showdown with the mastermind and save all dimensions.

‘If things go as they are,’ that is.

“…Damn.”

But as Han-byeol quietly watched Frey’s party, his eyes began to tremble slightly.

Frey quietly gazes at the Demon King.

It seems he has some plan in mind.

Among the heroines listening to the plan, Frey was sending a meaningful look at Aishi.

“…No.”

Seeing this, Han-byeol frowned.

The past was about to repeat itself.

“This can’t go on…”

Frey, although an almost perfect hero, had one flaw.

If Han-byeol’s downfall was due to ‘self-righteousness’ and ‘doubt,’

Frey’s obstacle would be ‘altruism’ and ‘self-sacrifice.’

It was ironic.

The noblest mindset in the world would become such a deadly flaw.

But his spirit of sacrifice, if left unchecked, would become his downfall.

Even if he understood that everyone needed to be happy, in the final showdown where everyone’s lives were at stake, who knows what choice Frey would make?

Han-byeol himself had fallen for that voice and made the wrong decision.

- Click, click…

Thinking this, Han-byeol quietly manipulates his character to move toward Frey’s party.

He had to convey the lesson he had learned too late, the hard-earned wisdom,

To the protagonist of the story, Frey, who would surpass him, and to all who would shine with him.

That Frey’s self-sacrificing nature could turn into selfishness and self-righteousness.

That it would make him incomplete.

To reach the end, he must empty all those feelings and unite with everyone in the end.

The Demon King’s status ailment is wearing off!

“…”

But to do that, he needed people to face Aishi in his stead for a while.

“…Sigh.”

After much consideration, Han-byeol sighed shortly and took out his smartphone.

“Good thing I left my thought form behind…”

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Entering the group chat, he left a short message.

> Just help me out for a bit.

Watching the shy and cautious responses pop up in the chat, he smiled.

“Should’ve done this sooner.”

Caution! The intensity of the battle is rising!

Time remaining: 2h 53m………

The end of the academy’s siege was approaching.