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[THE CONSTELLATION OF DEATH AWAITS FOR YOU TO CROSS THE BRIDGE.]

'It seems like God of Death really revealed himself.' Kim Rok Soo thought, his eyes fixated on the majestic, shimmering bridge that stretched out before him.

As the ethereal glow of the structure bathed the surroundings, an undeniable weight, an overwhelming presence, manifested itself within him.

The very essence of Death pressed down on him, enveloping him like a heavy cloak, suffocating every ounce of hope within his being.

The air grew thick with anticipation, as if Death reveled in the morbid spectacle that awaited.

It was as if the God of Death took pleasure in the darkness that loomed on the horizon, a darkness that threatened to consume everything it touched.

This chilling revelation settled deep within Kim Rok Soo's bones, causing his skin to crawl and sending shivers down his spine.

But for what purpose did Death linger, taunting him with his insidious hunger?

What perverse form of amusement did Death seek from someone as inconsequential as Kim Rok Soo, a mere mortal condemned to a world of suffering?

These questions clawed at his sanity, gnawing at his fragile grip on reality, and stirring a tempest of anger and despair within his tormented soul.

The burden on his weary shoulders became an unbearable weight, crushing his spirit with every passing moment.

It was not just his life that hung precariously in the balance - it was his very essence, his very identity that Death sought.

The thought of being reduced to a mere pawn in Death's sadistic game tore at his fragile heart, leaving it battered and bruised.

He had once clung desperately to the illusion of a meaningful existence, fooling himself into believing that he wanted to keep living.

He had fought against the ever-present darkness, striving to find purpose and to carve his own path in a world that seemed determined to extinguish his light.

But now, that façade shattered into innumerable shards of bitter truth.

It was all a lie.

Kim Rok Soo finally understood that he would forever pale in comparison to the illustrious Cale Henituse, a figure of endless strength and courage.

B̶u̶t̶,̶ ̶h̶e̶'̶s̶ ̶C̶a̶l̶e̶

[THE CONSTELLATION OF DEATH ASKS WHAT ARE YOU THINKING.]

Kim Rok Soo looked up from the gloomy sky, the dark clouds seemed to reflect the somber state of his mind, threatening to drown him in their heaviness.

But despite it all, an unexpected smile tugged at the corner of his lips.

"Nothing, Constellation-nim." Kim Rok Soo whispered, the sound of his words carried a mix of melancholy.

As he stepped onto the bridge, his footsteps echoed loudly in the silence surrounding him. Each stride seemed to further emphasize the weight of the world that had come crashing down upon his shoulders.

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I updated the chapter unexpectedly, although it is relatively short.

By the way, I wanted to inform you all that Kim Rok Soo's thoughts reflect his perception of the world solely from his own perspective, devoid of any external influences. This accounts for the melancholic and somewhat unreliable nature of his viewpoint.

ciao :3