I’m Not Your Dad, I’m a Villain

100 – EP4. Unbreakable Dislocation

It is a common story.

Performing public duties under the influence of propaganda for the greater good, but despairing upon learning of the reality.

‘Do you wish for power?’

After the Great War ended three years ago.

The person who came to him after barely surviving was an executive whose name was all that was left.

Without being able to achieve anything, without being able to accomplish anything.

What value did he discover in himself, who could do nothing but commemorate the deaths of his colleagues?

‘I like young people like you. Friends who entered the battlefield with ambition and ideals……. Of course, glory and reward are only for those who reach the peak, but I can make up for what you lack.’

Candy-spreading with clearly visible intentions.

But to him who was injured and in despair, it sounded so sweet.

Because I felt as if I had received compensation for my suffering so far.

‘You don’t have to worry too much. Because they too have the same thoughts as you. ‘I’m sure they are happy to have been of help to you.’

But when he came to his senses, what he saw was the truth about the procedure he had undergone.

The moment I realized that my body was in the hands of people whose names and faces I did not know, I felt a surge of disgust that I had never felt before.

The victims will be happy. Is that really true?

If I were in that situation, I don’t think it would be possible. If I were in that situation, I would definitely be devastated. He must have died cursing the person who performed the procedure.

‘Vanguard Army. The important thing is now. You can’t achieve what you want by only worrying about the past…….’

But the dead have no words, and in the end, it is those who are left behind that give meaning to their deaths.

The person who touched my body did not show any sense of guilt.

Even though he clearly committed something called infidelity.

It is as if there is no need to distinguish between means and methods to achieve the goal of pursuing justice.

‘Isn’t what you want to pursue justice? If you have the opportunity to achieve that with your own hands, think about taking advantage of that opportunity.’

Is such an attitude really right?

I denied it to myself, but I couldn’t bring myself to say it out loud.

He was someone who pursued justice before himself and had deep confidence in his beliefs.

Maybe he is right and he may be wrong…..

Unable to shake off those thoughts, he ended up running away to a place out of the world’s eyes.

I silently trained only the strength he gave me.

Is this power gained through an affair really necessary to achieve what one wants?

I was wondering alone whether I should achieve my ideal by doing so.

‘Your face looks worried.’

Moa Bread.

It was around the time when I was swayed by such worries that I met a girl with that name.

‘Am I saying that you look worried?’

‘Maybe it’s my imagination, but I don’t think it’s a good idea to groan inside if you’re worried. Even if you are an omniscient and omnipotent being who can see everything in the world, you are bound to miss trivial things with your wide eyes.’

If I hadn’t been younger, I might have thought that I might have met a hidden person in the mountains.

A precociousness that would be hard to believe that he was only 7 years old, and a grace and kindness that goes beyond that……. Because he felt something special that he had never experienced before.

‘You…’ ….’

As if driven by such magic, the man quietly mentioned what he had stored inside to the girl without realizing it.

‘Do you think you can do anything for your own purposes?’

It was not a question to ask a child.

He realized it later and somehow kept his words as concise as possible.

‘If the result is right, are you asking whether it is permissible to leave the process unwritten?’

Actually, the girl understood the full meaning of what she wanted to say from that short question.

The moment when I realized that what I felt at first impression was not an illusion.

And the girl did not take the question lightly.

‘…… In my personal opinion, I think that insisting on the correctness of the results is ultimately nothing more than subjective.’

A serious answer to an ambiguous question.

It was something he had never expected.

‘Subjective?’

‘Hide the results because it means you are not honest with the process. That would mean that you can’t prove to others that you can really achieve what you want in that way.’

Before discussing right and wrong, such an act in itself is tantamount to losing the objectivity that resonates with everyone.

So most people would argue that it is wrong. Even if you think you are right, you should keep in mind that you will be criticized by anyone.

That is what the girl wanted to say.

‘Still, if you want to take that risk, you have to be prepared.’

‘…… Resolution?’

‘Be prepared to be tested every moment of your life.’

Only when you say those words.

She thought those eyes looked unusually serious. She was so much older than him that even she felt intimidated.

‘Not receiving anyone’s sympathy means that you are an apostle who goes against the rules and principles. That in itself means that you are not sure whether you will get the right results… So, you will have to be determined not to break your convictions until that moment comes.’

Said the girl who turned her serious eyes towards herself.

As if someone were being projected from him.

‘And such a path must be established purely through one’s own will. Are you really sure that the path you take came from your own choice?’

An affair that unintentionally occurred in the process of pursuing justice.

But can it really be said that it is my will to not deviate from that path?

The man at the time could not bear to give an answer.

It may have started out as a longing, but after that longing collapsed, he decided to come, and after that, he unintentionally took part in an affair and acted like he was being swayed.

Can such a person truly walk this path of his own will? Are you prepared to commit more infidelity in the future?

But unfortunately, there was no time to give an answer.

Even though I was not proud of myself, when I came to my senses, I found myself running towards people who were suffering.

The answer I have been ignoring all along.

It’s as if it was given by my unconscious mind that I wasn’t even aware of.

***

“Justice is… ….”

The voice of such a man takes this moment to resonate helplessly in this dark space.

Unbreakable Vanguard.

As the name suggests, the voice of a man who pursues an unwavering leader.

“Justice is what is called justice because it pursues righteousness and fairness… ….”

That sorrowful voice was not his will, but his mouth was moving, awakening something latent in his unconsciousness.

“… But, it’s not finished.”

It was enlightenment.

It’s as if the answer to something I’ve been worrying about for a long time has been decided through the current fight.

“No matter what era, no matter who sits in that position… Justice cannot be perfected. The endless pursuit of something that has not been reached is also what justice implies…”

“… ….”

“…… Ginger, bread. “You said you despaired of an imperfect society, but not everyone in the world is like you.”

What was reached at the end was the exact opposite conclusion to mine.

Unlike me, who is disillusioned with the pretentious society.

We assert that maintaining it that way is truly the right thing to pursue in this era.

“The past… …. No matter how painful it is……. Even if it seems wrong to worship imperfect justice as perfect…….

Unlike the first time, I don’t feel any power at all, but still.

Now he had the confidence that what he said was not wrong.

“In the end, what you are doing is killing people who have no connection with you out of your selfishness.”

That is why you can clearly reveal your hatred towards me at this moment.

“If I just stay true to my purpose and don’t look back like that woman… …. Do you think the ending will be satisfying? You… …. In the distant future, when everything in this world is destroyed……. Can you say with certainty that the world you build after that will be what you want?”

There was no way I could definitively answer that question.

As he said, I have thrown away my fate and lost the opportunity to know what awaits me.

There is no guarantee that it will not be achieved in the end, and even if it is achieved, it cannot be said to be the ideal that everyone wants.

“You are just a fugitive… !”

A heartbreaking cry resounding in the silence thus created.

At that moment, color returned to the empty eyes, and the body, which was collapsing with sobs, began to straighten out.

“It’s just an act of impulse and self-justification for the bullsh*t that you’re passing on to everyone in the future. “What kind of justice is that? What kind of justice is handing it over to someone in the future?”

Patter.

Soon, he got off the wreckage and started to put his feet up in the same spot as me again.

Even though I have stretched my strength to the limit, all the upper parts of my body are falling apart.

A body that is practically naked, with no sound anywhere, and yet unprotected by anything.

“That’s why you can’t fall down. Just to root out people like you who gamble on a future that no one can be sure of…….”

What was there was neither a person who chose to become a monster for his beliefs nor a sinner who should never have become a person who pursued justice.

“Even if the power I have comes from sin, if I can still save someone with that power…….”

A weak person who is nothing and moves forward by taking everything as a trial.

At the end, the body was reduced to nothing more than rags, but that is why the light leaking from the body can be felt even more intensely.

“I will take on all the responsibility that comes with obtaining that power. If I can protect everyone right now….”

In this burial ground, which is harsher than any battlefield.

The value of the oath to become a vanguard that will never be broken, as the name suggests.

“…… Her.”

The moment I saw that, a small smile escaped my mouth.

Before it turned into a burst of laughter, my lungs were sore and phlegm was boiling, but even so, I couldn’t stop the corners of my mouth from turning up.

Justice.

At this moment, I felt a brighter fire burning in front of me than the guy who was called the hope of the next generation.

“Even for the sake of atonement, I must not fall here. Soon you will grow into a great evil, I cannot let you go from here…….”

Ah, yes. This guy was real.

He was neither a fake nor a hypocrite, but a hero who was closer to the truth than anyone I had ever encountered.

Unlike her, she had infinite potential but was still immature.

It is fully completed as of now, and is suitable to become the ‘hope of the present’ rather than the next generation.

‘Yes, the symbol of the era I had always wanted to destroy has appeared before me.’

Such an impulse brought a deep smile to my lips, but I bit down on my teeth to suppress the attempt to paralyze my reason.

Yes, not yet.

I must not yet be swayed by my evil nature.

You should not yet put into practice your desire to destroy that hope. Even if it’s dangerous for me, I don’t want to erase this light.

But can you survive?

Can we send him back alive?

Will I, in the future, be able to achieve the future of defeating this guy in front of the public?

“Go for it, gingerbread.”

Even in the midst of such conflict, I could see myself trying to move forward while firmly holding my weak hands.

Now, I am so driven that there is no way back, and I am looking forward to a battle with that guy.

“This time, you… ….”

Yes, even if no one is watching, we will prove the outcome of this fight.

Right after I tried to rush towards him with my tattered body, my chest swelling like that.

-Gurgling.

Before that could be done, blood spurted out from his nose as he swayed in his seat.

It’s not just a nosebleed, it’s as if the flesh inside is bursting.

“Uh… ….”

Blood pouring out like water from a tap.

His eyes, which had been filled with nobility until now, began to change to a dull color again.

“…What is it?”

The moment when the light that shimmered before my eyes gradually faded.

But his attention had already been withdrawn from me.

I just stare at the shadow that exists above, beyond the collapsed ceiling where I and he fell.

“…… Mac, Coy. Why?”

The last complaint I made, squeezing out my voice.

-Puhuhuhhh!!!

Fragments of the exploded head followed.

Soon, it filled my field of vision.