Reset Life with Infinite Talents - Chapter 108

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Infinite Talent Reset Life Episode 108

 

 

Ring ring ring ring ring!

Fire-!

When they heard the young Boys shouting, they thought it was just a simple prank.

They shouldn’t have thought that.

‘They shouldn’t have thought that…’

“Cough! Cough! Cough!”

Inside the Bathtub in the Restroom filled with thick white smoke.

“I’m, I’m sorry.”

The Old Man in his 70s smiles while looking at his Wife who tightly holds his hand.

“There, there you go talking nonsense again.”

“If, if it weren’t for me…”

The Old Man who noticed the fire from the smoke seeping into the House hurriedly tried to leave but was startled by the heated door handle and stepped back, and his Wife who was following behind him bumped into him and fell, hitting her bottom hard.

From that impact, she injured her back and couldn’t stand up.

The Husband, whose strength had declined with age, couldn’t lift her up, and they had no choice but to enter the Restroom next to the Front Door.

“It’s not because of you. It’s all my fault for not fixing that Restroom door.”

The Restroom door that stopped closing after breaking down last year.

Now not only smoke but also bright red flames flicker their tongues through the door gap.

The end was approaching.

The end of a long 73-year life.

“Move over a little more.”

The Husband, recalling knowledge he had picked up somewhere, laid his body in the Bathtub filled with water, twisted his body to the side, smiled as if he could finally live a little, then tightly embraced his Wife.

“Do you remember that time? When I took you on our first date, cough, cough cough.”

“How could I not remember, cough cough?”

She used to make wigs at a Factory to feed her younger siblings in place of her Parents who had passed away early.

That day too, she was walking out with her tired body dragging like a wet mouse.

At that moment, a pale, lanky figure suddenly appeared and held out a single wildflower of unknown name.

“I’m not a bad guy! Please meet me once!”

Even while shouting confidently, his hands were trembling so much.

That sight was so cute that she gave her permission.

Meeting once, then twice, and before they knew it, they were having their wedding ceremony at the Church.

“You were beautiful… I thought an angel… was walking toward me…”

His Wife smiles sadly.

Her own mind was also becoming hazy and her eyes were closing on their own.

She could no longer smell the smoke.

“Mary, do you regret marrying me?”

“Not at all. What about you, Dirk?”

“It was a happy life. So Mary. Honey.”

Her Husband’s cold hand holding hers.

“If you were reborn, would you marry me again?”

“Gladly.”

Their eyes, before closing completely, capture each other’s final moments.

They embrace each other’s bodies growing cold and kiss each other’s foreheads.

And they exhale their last breath.

Crash! Crash! Bang!

Entry! Entry!

Human voices heard by their fading ears.

Burst!

“…Restroom Rescue Targets secured! Beginning rescue! What are you doing! Put the Mask on!”

“Are you alright-!”

With oxygen being forcibly sucked into their mouths and noses, the Elderly Couple’s eyes snap open.

As they coughed up, only one thought began to fill their minds.

They were alive.

‘Oh, God!’

Heroes had come to save them.

They reflexively stretched out both arms to embrace the Firefighter, and the leader of Station 3 glared at his radio with a hardened face.

“Who are you?”

-Is that important right now?

No. It’s not important.

Ring ring ring ring ring!

The requests from Rescue Targets that couldn’t be heard due to the still-ringing security bell and the sound of burning fire.

It didn’t matter if they were a superhuman.

It didn’t matter if they were a magician.

It didn’t matter if they were a demon.

He would give his entire soul if it meant they could rescue even one more Citizen.

-One Rescue Target in the house next door. Collapsed in the Kitchen. There’s also a Small Creature with them. Please confirm.

“Roger!”

“Oliver! Can you move these two?!”

“Yes! Don’t worry!”

“You, you just need to support my Wife! I can walk!”

“Are there more people who need to be rescued?”

“No, no! It’s just me and my Wife in this House!”

“…Move out!”

“We’ll be back soon! Let’s go!”

“Let’s go!”

The Firefighters from Station 3, who pushed the Elderly Couple’s backs to get them Outside and headed to the house next door, realized why they said there were no people in the adjacent house.

Inside the wide-open Entrance, in the hell of fire, several drawers were open.

They had taken their valuables and left.

-Station 3! Move quickly! There are people on the Upper Floor too!

“Split the team! You, you, you go to the Upper Floor!”

“Yes!”

“Open the door!”

Bang!

The red fire axe dug into the door.

 

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“They’re, they’re coming out!”

“Waaaaaaaah!”

People walk out of the Building that was consumed by flames, that seemed like it would burn even the Firefighters who entered.

The Citizens shed tears and cheered, and the Paramedics who arrived late rushed over urgently.

“Please take care of them.”

“Leave it to us from now on.”

“Then.”

Even though the cool air must taste sweet, the Firefighters put on their masks without hesitation and throw themselves back into the fire pit.

‘I don’t know who it is.’

Since they don’t seem to want to reveal their identity, he has no intention of finding out.

However, please give orders so that they can safely rescue the Rescue Targets this time too.

“Spray water on our colleagues! Spray them!”

The firefighters gripping the nozzles of the fire hoses sprayed water toward their colleagues who had entered the devil’s belly again.

Hoping this handful of water could cool their heated bodies.

Hoping they wouldn’t be affected by the fire even for the short distance after rescue.

They gritted their teeth, and Johann’s voice grew even faster.

 

-All floors confirmed clear. Station 3 withdrawing.

“Good work, Station 3.”

‘Haah.’

A heavy sigh escapes involuntarily.

But that’s only momentary.

Soon he regains his composure and looks at the building Station 62 had entered.

“Only one house left at the end of the 6th floor.”

Soon the search and rescue of the 5th floor will be finished.

However, his nerves are more on edge than ever.

‘Please! Hurry!’

The breathing of the person needing rescue is cutting out.

It means they’ve reached their limit.

At most 2 minutes left.

If oxygen isn’t supplied within that time, there will be damage to the brain and lungs.

The lungs that have already inhaled smoke and heat may already be damaged.

‘If the flames reach here too, it’s over.’

The house of the person needing rescue has just begun to be engulfed in flames.

From now on, every second is urgent.

“Ross-!”

Suddenly a heart-rending scream is heard.

Pulling out his bat and poking his head out from behind the water tank truck where he’d hidden, at the very front of the gathered crowd, a woman pale as a sheet is walking toward the place Johann had just been checking.

At her feet, paper bags containing frozen pizza and other items are rolling around.

“How, how! My child! My child-!”

“You can’t go in! Please step back!”

“My child is in there! In there! Move! Move aside! Please-!”

“Please calm down!”

How could she calm down.

What parent could stay calm when their child is in a pit of fire.

Probably right now, that mother’s head contains nothing but the thought that she must save her child.

‘So please!’

“Station 62!”

-Crackle! Station 62.

During the brief break in radio transmission, the sound of someone swallowing could be heard.

-We’ve finished search and rescue of the 5th floor. Now entering the 6th floor…!

CRASH!

Suddenly a roar echoes from the building.

A sound that shouldn’t be heard came from the building Station 62 had entered.

A chilling coldness shoots up his spine.

“Station 62! Respond, Station 62!”

-Answer, you bastards!

-Station 3. We’re on the 3rd floor now! We’ll come down right away!

-Station 9! We’ll send someone down! So you sons of bitches! Please just answer-!

Originally, command radio should never have any chatter except for reports as a rule.

But right now, that wasn’t possible.

And so, when several seconds that felt like an hour had passed.

-Crackle!

Noise fills the command radio where everyone held their breath.

-Th-this is Station 62! Don’t worry! Everyone’s safe!

-…You bastards-!

Waaaaaaah!

“Haaah.”

His sunken heart finally returns to its proper place.

“What happened, 62.”

-The, the stairs collapsed! Entry to the 6th floor is impossible! Once more…

Thud!

“What?”

‘Then what about rescuing the person?’

All the firefighters who had been putting out the fire from outside look up at the top floor of the building Station 62 had entered.

“…Turn the truck around-!”

“W-we need to move the engine first!”

“Move it quickly!”

The firefighters holding the fire hose nozzles are in confusion.

Currently they’re maintaining a precarious balance with the fire, and if even two people are pulled away from here, that balance could be broken.

“Shit! Me! I’ll move it!”

One firefighter locks his nozzle and runs toward the pumper truck.

‘No good! Too late!’

30 seconds. An oxygen mask must be put on within 30 seconds.

By the time the ladder truck raises its ladder, breathing will have stopped.

‘Firefighter’s Prayer, Alvin William Lynn’ cries out that he cannot watch another life die.

“…Damn it!”

Johann throws his walkie-talkie under the fire truck, grabs a spare oxygen tank, pulls out a ladder and runs toward the building.

“What! Wh-who is that?!”

A firefighter who suddenly appeared.

The confused people are shocked by the ladder in Johann’s hands.

“Crazy!”

The 3rd and 4th floors where flames are still licking their tongues out the windows. Going up there is suicide.

But they can’t stop him.

Because firefighters always think of citizens’ lives before their own safety.

“…Water! Focus on the water-!”

“Suppress that fire over there-!”

Whoooosh!

High-pressure water streams shooting toward where Johann is going.

Still, it’s frightening.

He’s afraid those flames might engulf him at any moment.

But…

‘The bear was scarier!’

“Oh God!”

When I am called, please give me the strength to save one life even in the most intense flames.

“Let me embrace the young child before it’s too late!”

Let me save the old man trembling in fear.

Thunk!

The ladder catches on the 2nd floor.

As Johann pulls with his arms, his body shoots upward.

 

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“It’s not too late even now! Just send him for adoption! How old are you!”

“Like how you abandoned me?”

“Laura!”

“Don’t act like a father now. I won’t abandon my child like you did!”

“…Damn it!”

Bang!

That’s when he learned.

That he was a child who shouldn’t have been born.

That he couldn’t receive anyone’s blessing.

“Ross, should we go outside and play after Mother comes back from the mart?”

Flinch!

“No. It’s okay. I like the game console.”

He wanted to go out and play.

He wanted to go to the playground, ride the swings, and build sandcastles.

But there were scary older kids there.

Scary older kids who would tease him for not having a father.

“…Okay. Then Mother will be back from the mart soon, so don’t go anywhere or enter the kitchen, alright?”

“Have a safe trip.”

“Phew.”

As Mother left, six-year-old boy Ross put down the handheld game console he was holding and looked at the front door.

“Sorry.”

But he was scared to go out.

Ross pursed his lips and turned his attention back to the handheld game console that Grandfather had secretly bought him.

How much time had passed like that?

Thud thud thud!

Startled, Ross looks at the front door.

“Laura! Are you inside? Open the door! It’s a fire, a fire!”

Some man’s voice.

Mother had told him.

Never open the door if a stranger knocks.

Holding his breath, Ross enters Mother’s room, closes the door, and hides in the closet.

‘She said to hide in the closet when danger comes!’

Fire!

Evacuate quickly!

Boy Ross closed his eyes and covered his ears against the noisy sounds from outside today as well.

Hoping the outside would quickly become quiet, hoping the strange man would leave soon.

So the boy didn’t know that something more terrifying than that was approaching the house.

“Cough! Cough!”

His throat stings and his eyes burn.

Why is that?

However, Ross doesn’t open the closet door.

He waits for Mother to come back and open it for him.

He waits because that would be the moment when all threats disappear.

“Ross is sick. I feel like I’m dying… Cough! Cough cough cough!”

Why isn’t Mother coming?

Has she already grown tired of Ross?

Doesn’t she know that Ross is this sick?

His head is dizzy.

It’s hard to breathe.

Should he open the closet and come out now?

‘Ah.’

Ross makes a tearful face.

His body won’t move.

“Huuuu cough! Cough cough!”

Tears stream down, and his vision turns black.

He can’t breathe.

Only then does Ross realize.

That he has to part with Mother.

‘Mother… Ross will go to Heaven first. So… so… you must come find Ross.’

Not too late.

Before Ross cries from loneliness and fear.

“Gurgle! Gurgle!”

Feeling something hot, whether blood or saliva, rising up his throat, Ross lost consciousness.

Crash!

“Kid! Wake up….”

‘Angel?’

Ross stretched out both hands toward the beautiful male angel, asking to be held.

 

Inhale! Exhale!

“…Haaa!”

He breathes.

Gratefully inhaling oxygen.

Johann, whose legs nearly gave out for a moment, looks outside the door of the main room he had smashed through.

Whoosh! Whoooosh!

A hellish inferno with flames flowing up to the ceiling.

The belly of this demon is still terrible, says ‘Firefighter’s Prayer, Alvin William Lynn’.

‘I can’t go out through the corridor.’

The stairs between the 5th and 6th floors are broken.

If he goes out, he’ll just panic in the flames and get consumed.

Then there’s only one answer.

The way he came, going down the ladder.

Johann looks at Ross.

Even as the heat that rushed in as soon as the oxygen mask disappeared blocks his airway and melts his face, the decision comes easily.

“I’ll need another scar removal surgery.”

He hopes they’ll remove burn scars well too.

Otherwise, it would be quite troublesome.

Crack! Crack!

‘It’s about to collapse!’

At the ominous sound from the ceiling, Johann wraps Ross tightly in his fire suit, holds him again, pulls down his fire helmet, and kicks off the ground.

Leaving the main room, he turns toward the living room window he had smashed through while breaking through the flames.

‘Now!’

It was the moment he was about to throw his body toward the window.

“Hey there!”

An angel is reaching out from outside the window.

A firefighter angel who shouldn’t appear until at least 2 minutes later.

“…Haha!”

“Firefighter and rescue target confirmed! Beginning rescue operation!”

Waaaaaaah!

“What are you doing? Hurry up and come. We need to get back… Wh-wait. You?!”

“Yes, let’s go back.”

I don’t want to stay in this terrible place any longer.

Johann grabbed the hand of the shocked firefighter and climbed onto the ladder truck.

CRASH!

The ceiling collapsed in the main room, and flames came pouring out.

 

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