I Became a Foreigner Loved by Transcendentalists

15 – Episode 15. Live, you are beautiful!

Undead.

In the world I lived in, they were often seen in zombie movies, and the undead in this world are no different from the zombies in the movies in their form and behavior.

Usually they move in a languid manner, but whenever there is a living person, they rush into a group like crazy and chew the flesh.

Ominous magical power spreads through the corpses that died like that, and eventually they awaken into living corpses just like them.

“Ahhhhh!

Yes, the reason the death knight took the remnants, including me, to his garrison at the time was to increase his limbs by turning useful talents among them into undead.

An undead with an ego just like you.

The screams heard at the time were in the process of slaughtering those who did not meet the necessary conditions or went against their will.

“Hey, can you hear me?”

When the sound gradually gets closer.

I felt my turn gradually coming and spoke to those waiting outside the cage.

Living corpses with rotten flesh standing in rusty armor and holding spear handles.

“Ooh, uh-uh.”

But they only turned their heads in response to my voice, and were unable to say anything.

Although his tongue is hard and his vocal cords are blocked, he would still be able to convey his intentions using magical power.

Nevertheless, the reason they could not speak was because they had no ego and were driven by that ego, unable to handle the mana that would exert their power.

“That… …. My name is Woo Hyo-seong. “What is your name?”

“Ooh, ooh…” ….”

“Oooooh… ….”

They just respond to my words by crying.

From that blank and ugly appearance, ironically, I had a vague premonition of my future.

If my turn comes later, will I end up like them?

Or will the corpse disappear without a trace like the leader of the Holy Knights?

-Cheolkeng.

While I was waiting with such anxiety, the iron cage soon opened and a knight in black armor crossed the crowd and came to me.

“I guess you were quiet.”

Death Knight.

One of the four knights who serve the ‘Corpse Lord’, a villain who brought down this world along with the Demon King’s army that came from another world.

As if to prove its position, I felt a sense of intimidation that took my breath away just by facing it.

“Oh well, I’m caught. Even if I resisted, it would be meaningless… ….”

“There were many people who couldn’t even do that and ran wild. “I thought those people were not worth being with, so I turned them into a mess.”

The death knight said and raised the great sword in his hand.

The surface was stained with someone’s flesh and blood.

It’s like saying that just because you didn’t resist is a passing grade.

“My dear, let’s talk to me now.”

Despite having such a cruel personality, the death knight did not swing his great sword at me, but instead tried to open a dialogue.

“A story?”

“Yes, just by talking to you, I will be able to confirm the possibility of you being able to awaken as a being like me.”

The name “Death” Puts to shame, but with a very knightly, polite and temperate attitude.

“You who came from the outside world, but you were unable to awaken the power you desired and were placed in a miserable position.”

Foreign workers.

The Death Knight, who figured out my identity from the beginning, immediately asked me a question.

“Do you have something to achieve in life?”

A question that I find very surprising.

The content that followed was also the same.

“… What needs to be accomplished?”

“Anything is good. “It doesn’t matter whether it’s what you want to become, whether it’s to accumulate wealth, whether it’s to live for someone like your family, or whether it’s to dedicate your life to seeking revenge.”

The head wearing the helmet gradually lowers, and the eye light shining from within begins to shine more intensely, as if it is penetrating me.

“Do you have any lingering desires that you want to achieve in your life? Is there even one thing to aspire to from it?”

Yes, that was a serious question.

I could sense from the way they looked at me that they were not mocking me, but that they sincerely wanted me to answer that question.

The answer to that question also determines whether I will survive or not.

“… Well, there’s nothing like that.”

But what is the point of thinking about it here?

At that time, such a thought occurred to me, and I was desperately unable to think of how to survive in that situation.

“Is it true?”

“Oh well, there are actually a lot of things I want to achieve. But I’ve been wondering a lot about what’s important.”

I would be lying if I said I wasn’t scared of dying.

Even so, I was in a situation where I couldn’t get rid of the thought that I was having a hard time.

“… “I have something I want to achieve, but I don’t think it’s important. Why did I have that thought?”

“Well, no matter what I want, I’m not given the opportunity to achieve it.”

If he immediately recognized that I was a foreign worker, he would also know.

Those summoned to this world are made up of a very small number of warriors who are treated well, and a large number of workers with only mediocre abilities.

“Should I say that setting a goal for no reason only leads to the torture of hope…? … “If I’m going to live my life like that, I don’t think it would be a bad idea to just end it like this.”

Yes, because I do not have the ability to live in this ruined world, nor the ability to withstand the malice of those who want to live in such a world.

I would struggle until the end, but I had the idea that if the time came for me to die, I would calmly accept that moment.

At the very least, I only hope that my simple wish of going without pain at the end will come true.

-Cheolkeng.

A time when we are so resigned and boldly wait for the end to come.

Soon, the death knight bent down on one knee, lowered himself to eye level with me, and spoke.

“What a pity.”

“… Yes?”

“I felt really sorry for you. “Even though you have a will, you are born weak, and this harsh world rejects you, so you are not even given the opportunity to burn your life.”

It wouldn’t be strange if I died right away, even though this is the situation.

Rather, he showed his sympathy for me and quickly took off the helmet covering his head, revealing his bare face.

“…… “Look at this body.”

However, although emotion was felt in the voice, there was no expression on the exposed face.

What appeared was a skull with cracks and stains.

Voices can be heard, but there are no muscles to move the jaw, so the teeth remain wide apart, and the holes that do not even have eyeballs can only be replaced by the light coming from within.

“Unlike you, I have a self, but I can never be said to be alive. Even these bones are nothing more than a framework to maintain my existence…… “

The light in the eyes and the voice are all caused by magical power.

The magical power driven by the ego he maintains created something similar to what he had when he was alive…… , They are elements that teach us that we impose ourselves on the living corpse that arose from death.

“If the ‘lingering regret’ that forced me to continue this life disappears, I will most likely not be able to hold on and will collapse in vain.”

“… Regret?”

“Yes, creating an undead with the same ego as me requires a strong attachment to life. “A desire more powerful than any living thing’s innate instinct for survival!”

Is there anything I need to achieve in life?

The question I asked before was the minimum condition for determining whether I had that desire.

“As the day approaches to gradually dissolving my regrets, do you know what I regret the most?”

“…… “What is it?”

“Why didn’t I have greater regrets when I was alive?”

I even went against death to regain my regrets, but I am sad that those regrets are coming to an end.

That is the kind of death knight I encountered.

“As my attachments are resolved, my interest in my purpose gradually fades, and that interest gradually begins to turn towards this world. In this land where there is land that I can step on with my own two feet and a sky that I can look up to with my own two eyes……. Furthermore, the more I feel the will of those who live in such a world, the more I feel regret about why I was not more faithful to life when I was alive.”

A regret that did not even become a regret.

Because that alone is not enough to continue life as an undead, he cannot help but be filled with even more regret.

“If I had pursued more while I was alive, I could have remained in this world longer in this body.”

“… ….”

“… “My dear.”

-Cow!

The great sword in his hand presses down on the ground.

It is not to kill me. It’s just an expression of his will, an action to draw my attention to himself.

“You consider your life insignificant, but ironically, I feel envy of you. “I feel regretful about my life as a dead person who was unable to survive while alive and whose regrets are gradually dissipating, so I feel envious of you who have the opportunity to struggle.”

Soon, an even clearer light appears in the eyes staring at me beyond the great sword.

“Then why do you feel skeptical in front of me, a dead person, even though there is an opportunity to struggle?”

That fighting spirit goes beyond those who simply survive because they cannot die.

To the point where my strong desire makes my living, breathing heart pound.

“…… “Don’t you think that a life of just struggling is pathetic?”

When I see things like that, I start to have some expectations.

I just live because I can’t die.

Because I felt like he was affirming that even my life had meaning.

“What nonsense. “Life is meaningful only when you struggle desperately, but wouldn’t a life without struggle be rather boring and vain?”

-Wow!

Soon, the tip of the great sword pulled out from the floor is pointed at me.

“After struggling so hard, I ask you, who is exhausted and unable to find hope.”

Yes, it has come.

The moment of judgment came at the end of the question and answer.

“If just by chance you could get out of here safely and return to your original place, how would you live?”

What is the correct answer to that question?

The worries did not last long.

In the first place, this is just a question, not a problem.

There is a definite answer to the question that I have to do.

“You have to live your life the way you can. “Like ever.”

Answering honestly what comes to mind as soon as you hear the question, without thinking about it.

“Even if that life is the same as before?”

“I live a life where I cannot die, but I still have no intention of giving up.”

“Is this a world where people like you can’t live in?”

“Even so, I have to live until I die. “More than anything, being able to adapt and live well no matter where I am thrown is one of my greatest talents.”

This is a comment that I always included on my resume when I was a job seeker.

If I give up like this, I won’t be able to use those advantages anymore, right?

“… “You have a good spirit.”

-Kwachang!

The moment when the swinging great sword collapsed the iron bars.

The death knight who opened the way to the empty spot gestured towards me and urged me to head there.

“My dear, what I want is not just a living corpse. A being with a lingering passion that can exercise its passion even without flesh and blood……. “You still have no regrets, but there is a possibility that you will have stronger regrets than anyone else.”

So, give it a chance and bet on the possibilities.

In the future, if I survive and the moment comes when I truly find the answer, then I will propose again.

“If a relationship comes again after continuing that kind of life, then I will give you another choice. “Will you be with me or not?”

“… Even if it’s a path you don’t like?”

“I respect that too, if it is your choice. “If you can truly endure that path.”

Grumbling.

The moment when the blue-edged blade of the great sword flashes.

Just by looking at it, I realized that what he was giving was not mercy but just a reprieve. I calmed my pounding heart and passed by him and got out of the cage.

I don’t know if things will turn out well, but since we survived, let’s try to survive that life a little longer.

“Let me ask you one last question.”

Just as I was about to leave, he stopped me and said,

“Hey, what is your name?”

“It is called Woohyoseong.”

“Yes, Hyosung Woo. Remember that. “I hope that there will come a time when I hear that name again.”

The moment I stopped walking for a moment and looked back.

Immediately he raised the great sword in his hand high and shouted at me.

“Live. “You are beautiful!!!”

Without any flesh or muscle.

The knight of death, who has raised his skeleton with nothing but regret, and who longs for the dignity of life more than anyone else left in this world, is shouting at me.

“Go and find a place to live that beautiful life and ignite your soul! You live with the hope that the day will come when those lingering feelings will have meaning even after you leave this world…… !”

“…… hehehe, really.”

I felt the irony of the situation, so I burst out laughing without realizing it.

I have seen all sorts of things since coming to this world, but I never thought that the day would come when I would be able to save my life while receiving encouragement from a living corpse with an ego.

But it may also be my fate to survive this life.

Yes, if you live a life where you cannot die in the end, even if you are helpless, let’s struggle hard and build up at least some lingering regrets about this life.

“What, what! “Why don’t you let go of this right now!?”

Just as I was igniting my waning will to live, a voice came from the other side.

Just then, entering the hallway leading to the exit, undead police officers acting under the direction of a death knight were seen tying up someone and dragging them away.

A woman with a rare hair color called pink and an outfit that gives off the impression of an adventurer.

“These filthy corpses! They don’t know what kind of person I am and they just treat me like this…. Uh? Wait for a sec!”

Soon the woman faced me walking from the opposite direction, and her eyes began to widen as if she was dumbfounded.

“Uh, huh? Wait. Why is that guy out of his restraints? Why is he heading towards the exit, unlike me!”

Anyway, I was captured by the undead while on an adventure, but there are humans still walking around alive, so it may seem absurd.

But what happens next is her fate, I thought, heading straight for the exit and listening to the sound coming from behind.

“Honey, now let me ask you a few questions… ….”

“Shut up you damn skeleton! “You know who I am and you make me feel bad by showing my face like that!?”

“…… You.”

“You dirty snout, go out in ten hours and call the person in charge! “I need to see her face first to see who is the one who treats the hero like this when he takes her as a prisoner!”

“… ….”

“What are you? Why are you speechless? You can’t even hear me properly because your head is like a skull!? This ignorant and stupid guy…….”

-Cow!

The sound of a bayonet being lifted.

I thought I would know what would happen next, so I turned my attention away from my seat and took a step towards the exit.

“Die, you are ugly!”

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“W-what…” …. “aaah!”

“A person with a dirty mind is not worth living. So die, a dirty b*tch like you must disappear from this world forever!”

-Jeok, jeouk!!

The moment when the sound of a large sword crushing flesh resonates.

Without any hesitation, I turned my back on the noise and started on my way home, being seen off by the undead who had received his instructions.

No matter how helpless I am, I hold in my heart the realization that such struggles are also meaningful.

Also, I am reminded again that no matter how ruined the world is, accidental killings can be prevented only by maintaining the minimum level of courtesy.