Pick Me Up, Infinite Gacha

[Aaron Side Story Episode 24]

3. The first dream (8)

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In a person’s life.

10 years is not a short time.

Human beings can change in just one day.

Hundreds of thousands of times that.

The passage of time cuts through anything.

before coming here.

Aaron thought he would never forget the look in the eyes of the man named Belquist who defeated him.

But that was an illusion.

Whoa!

flying window.

Pak!

The scarecrow shakes greatly in shock.

Didn’t miss a single day.

Now you can stab with your eyes closed in any situation.

Aaron drilled countless holes in the scarecrow, empty of his thoughts.

“…”

Daily life flows monotonously.

Practice until you wake up in the morning and go to bed.

Right before bed, I write in a journal to search for memories.

However, there is one added content.

‘My name is Aaron Delcurd.’

If you stab the window blindly.

If you leave yourself in the flow of time.

There comes a time when you suddenly get confused about who you are.

The emotions at that time fade.

Things back then don’t come to mind.

‘older brother.’

I can’t remember the man’s face very well.

The benefactor who made me who I am today.

Nevertheless, it gradually falls into oblivion.

‘Miss Jenna.’

A girl who always smiled brightly.

The child was deep inside without realizing it.

He always thought of his colleagues and Aaron and comforted them.

‘Miss Iolka.’

she was a wizard

At first glance, it seems that he is arrogant and only knows himself, but that is an illusion.

I knew that he secretly cared about his colleagues.

There are many others.

Aaron made many connections in the waiting room of Taonier.

However, those countless ties gradually subside.

What he can recall now is a few particularly deep ties.

Others I don’t remember very well.

‘I must not forget.’

How long did you spend there

It’s not even one-tenth of this.

But there Aaron met a turning point in his life.

‘I have to remember.’

colleague.

And his family waiting at home.

My one and only sister, Nina.

It is as important as recovering memories.

So Aaron decided to write a different letter.

[My name is Aaron Delkard.]

[I have a purpose to be strong.]

To not forget.

In order not to be swept away by the flow of time.

[To repay the favor of my older brother.]

[To be helpful to my colleagues.]

[To meet Nina.]

[I have to go back after becoming stronger.]

Write.

wrote again

[Don’t forget.]

[Think of it.]

[For me.]

[There is a reason to be strong.]

* * *

10 years have passed.

The time spent here is a total of 20 years.

Gradually Aaron couldn’t quite figure out what was what.

* * *

Another 10 years.

It’s been 30 years.

It was only then that Aaron was able to gain confidence.

It took me 30 years to realize such a simple fact.

It is absurd.

“Wouldn’t that be okay?”

Aaron muttered.

I looked ahead.

Scarecrows in rags here and there.

“How are you, Sraghin? will I be?”

“…”

“Tell me honestly. I was determined.”

“I’m sorry.”

Sraagin, who had been watching from behind, did not answer.

I just leave an apology.

that was the answer.

“Yes.”

Aaron laughed.

A smile that can be seen as comforting in a way.

“Thank you for saying that.”

“Do not give up. There is still time. I may be wrong in my judgment.”

“Whoops, your judgment has never been wrong.”

30 years of being together.

The two had been friends for a long time.

The feelings of being wary and suspicious of each other when we first met disappeared like snow melting.

In a way, the man named Sraagin was several times more familiar and familiar than the man named Hyeongnim, whom I couldn’t recall when we met.

‘Thraagin has judged.’

Aaron lowered his eyes.

What I just said sorry was a declaration of deep friendship.

There can be no lies.

‘It was invisible to me.’

Here is a blind man who has been blind since birth.

How should I explain the beauty of flowers to him?

If you let them touch them, smell them, or let them know in words, they might be able to accept them somehow.

But what about the color ‘red’?

In the world of the blind, the concept of color does not exist.

Color has neither form nor scent.

No matter how you describe red.

A blind man cannot know exactly what the red color is.

never.

There is only one way.

just open your eyes

You cannot understand it without seeing it for yourself.

In such a world of martial arts.

Aaron was blind.

‘If you realize the power, you can move to the next level.’

The basic and core Rannachal of the window.

Of course, there is also the next step.

I knew the theory.

It had been a long time since I had read the numerous martial arts books in the library.

I could have memorized it from beginning to end.

But if you don’t know the color, you can’t put it into practice.

What are you doing by teaching a person without wings how to fly a bird?

‘Was it bad?’

Aaron realized that.

Efforts had limits.

* * *

10 years again.

Aaron turned 40 years old.

[Don’t forget.]

[Think about it.]

[For me.]

[There is a reason to be strong.]

Write it down on paper.

Aaron has written thousands of letters with the same content.

Stacked paper cannot be placed in the room.

Gathered in the back of the hut and set it on fire.

I can not know.

I never knew.

‘Why should I be strong?’

I can’t be strong

If there is a reason to be strong.

How can I do it?

[To repay my older brother’s favor.]

[To be helpful to my colleagues.]

To repay my older brother’s favor.

helpful to co-workers

‘I can’t remember.’

Why do I have to be strong for people who don’t even know who I am?

That’s natural.

I’ve been here for over 40 years.

By the way, the place called Taoni’s waiting room is less than a year old?

Do you have to sacrifice dozens and hundreds of years for a relationship of just one year?

Why should you?

Aren’t the calculations correct?

I don’t know if it’s Sraagin.

I have built a relationship with him for over 40 years.

He never denied Aaron’s efforts to become stronger.

He always worked hard and helped him.

I know objectively.

The fact that that older brother worked hard for him and did not mind taking risks.

that he must reciprocate his help.

But the feelings at that time don’t come out well.

‘It gets weird.’

It seems that the circuit of thought is out of order.

There is no incentive here.

Wake up at the same time, stab and wield the spear during the same time, write and write letters during the same time, and fall asleep during the same time.

Infinite repetition of unchanging daily life.

There is no change.

No matter how much I stab the window, I can’t move forward.

No matter how many letters you write, forgotten memories never come back.

Wherever you go, plains spread out.

No matter how many days pass, night never comes.

forever.

In the future.

continue.

My head…

gets weird.

* * *

Fifty years have passed.

Memories outside this place faded like an outdated dream.

[Think about it.]

[For me.]

[There is a reason to be strong.]

When I write like that on a daily basis, only the remnants of the burning are revealed.

At that time, it was just a regret.

It was a habit that had been handed down for a long time to maintain Aaron now.

It repeats its routine like a machine.

This alone sustained Aaron’s ego.

* * *

Sixty years have passed.

It was only then that a change occurred in daily life like a cogwheel.

It’s been over 30 years since I realized that I couldn’t move on for the rest of my life.

I poke spears all day, but I get nothing.

I want to get my memories back, but the void is not filled.

The time after that was worthless to Aaron.

But for the talented, it’s different.

While Aaron wasted his chance on something worthless, the genius was ready to take to the skies.

It’s been 60 years since I polished myself.

The duck, unable to fly and waddling around, finally stood on the cliff with its two huge wings spread.

“ha. The door just opened.”

The boy scratched the back of his head.

Behind him, Sraagin and Aaron stand side by side.

This is the gymnasium behind the cabin.

To be precise.

It was a wide open space connected to the side road of the gymnasium.

There are no fences or scarecrows here.

Aaron wondered why the byway had been dug in a place like this.

I only now found out why.

“You waited? I came to meet you.”

The boy looked back and smiled.

A wide dimensional door opened in front of the two of them.

The two noticed where this portal was connected.

Niflheim.

“It took 60 years, but don’t be resentful. you know that too The flow of time is different. Even if you ask me to take it out immediately after you arrive, the door to the house will only open decades later?”

As soon as the boy realized that the two were here, he asked for an exit.

That request reached the outside world only after 60 years.

“Did you learn a lot here?”

The boy looked at the two.

Aaron just stands still.

The answer was the man next to him.

“Thanks to Master.”

The man bowed respectfully to the boy.

Just 60 years ago, he held a knife to the boy’s throat, saying he didn’t deserve it.

“yes? I didn’t teach you anything.”

“no. Thanks to you, I have learned patience, humility and equanimity. If it wasn’t for this place, if it wasn’t for you, I would have lived a life like a rogue boat without realizing anything.”

Outside, there are heroes who know Thragin.

If they saw this scene, they would hardly believe that they were the same person.

They would have assumed that someone had transformed through magic or trickery.

but this is the truth.

Time changes all things.

Sixty years is enough to change a man’s nature.

“Why do you grow chicken? don’t paint your face I feel bad?”

“No matter what anyone says, it is an undeniable fact. I will never forget this grace.”

“Yes, yes. I’m glad I got something.”

Sraagin ignored the boy.

he has changed

There was plenty of time.

Practice thought agony meditation.

Thragin learned many things while doing things he would never have done outside.

Exactly what it was, only I can explain.

objectively speaking.

He succeeded in clearing the world beyond the advanced level of weapon technology.

From a prodigal who only believed in his own talent, he became a master and reached the level of polishing himself.

He will be able to do many things he couldn’t before.

However, there is no disquieting feeling to ridicule others, show off one’s talents, or put others down.

Over the course of 60 years, he realized equanimity.

“Are you going…?”

Aaron said to his friend.

When he disappears, Aaron is left here alone.

The boy never knows when he comes and goes.

There were also cases where it did not appear once in 10 years.

“okay.”

Sraagin answered briefly.

“There is nothing more to learn here.”

“Have you learned a lot in the meantime? If you take more time, you will reach a higher level…”

“No.”

Aaron’s regret was cut with a single knife.

“Learning here is over. Training without experience is half the price. You have to go outside to know more.”

Aaron closed his eyes.

I knew that one day this moment would come.

While he sat down and fell behind, his best friend moved forward.

“I guess so.”

Aaron muttered.

He opened his eyes and smiled.

“Congratulations on your graduation.”

“Graduation. It’s just the beginning.”

Flying in the sky is not the end.

Rather, it should be seen as starting from there.

At last, the bird is about to take flight from the edge of the cliff.

Sraagin walks towards the door.

Aaron looked at his back without a word.

“…”

If you take one more step, you are outside.

Just before that, Thragin stopped.

“Aaron.”

Sragyn looked back.

Then he met Aaron’s eyes and said.

“let’s go.”

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