The Evil Martial God Chronicles - Chapter 2

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Legend of the Evil Martial God

Chapter 2

 

 

 

Meanwhile, eerie sounds began to emanate from the body of the young man sleeping alone in the hall where the Four Heavenly Demons had disappeared.

 

Crack-.

Pop-.

Crunch-.

 

Along with the sound of bones, the young man’s body began to gradually shrink, soon transforming into the complete form of a newborn baby.

A black shadow fell over the baby who was sleeping peacefully, covered with the clothes he had originally worn like a blanket.

 

Growl-.

 

It was a tiger.

It approached the baby and sniffed, then immediately picked him up in its mouth and began to run.

After running for quite some time, the baby woke up and began to struggle.

With his tiny fist like a fern frond, he struck the giant tiger’s head, and the massive tiger’s head simply fell off and flew away.

 

Thud-.

 

The baby fell down in front of the tiger that had collapsed to the ground with its head gone.

Another black shadow approached the falling baby.

The shadow that quickly approached snatched up the baby and soared into the sky.

It was a giant eagle. The eagle gripped the baby tightly so as not to drop him and flew off somewhere.

 

 

 

At a sect where darkness had fallen, a middle-aged man stood with his hands clasped behind his back, gazing at the sky and sighing.

Behind the middle-aged man, a woman was devotedly offering prayers at a shrine.

She prayed earnestly again and again.

 

“Oh heavenly spirits. Please grant me a son. I beseech you. I beseech you.”

 

Her voice was filled with desperation.

Knowing that desperation well, the middle-aged man simply watched the woman’s actions with a troubled expression.

With a heavy heart, he looked up at the sky again, and felt as if something was falling from the void.

 

“…Hm?”

 

He heightened his Eye Power to look closely at the unknown something.

 

“That, that thing…”

 

He rubbed his eyes again and looked closely at that strange something once more.

Even upon checking again, it seemed he had seen correctly.

Then, as if coming to his senses, he launched his body toward it.

 

Whoosh-.

 

The middle-aged man soared high into the sky and caught the falling object.

Soon his eyes were filled with an expression of disbelief.

The woman approached him as he slowly descended.

 

“Master. What is that?”

“A, a baby…”

“What?”

“A, a baby was… falling from the sky.”

 

The woman looked up at the sky, then covered her mouth in emotion and shed tears.

 

“Master. It, it seems heaven has answered my wish.”

 

It was nonsense.

Heaven sending down a baby.

Such a thing couldn’t happen.

It seemed like a baby with some story behind it.

Thinking there must be some unknown circumstances, he was about to look down at the baby again when the woman snatched the baby from the middle-aged man’s arms.

 

“You mustn’t hold a baby like that.”

 

Then she carefully held the baby in her arms with delicate and gentle hands.

The sound of the baby’s heartbeat could be heard, and the woman shed tears of joy.

 

“Master… This is our son.”

 

Seeing the woman so overjoyed, the middle-aged man couldn’t bring himself to say it wasn’t right.

Hadn’t he witnessed from beside her how difficult a time she had endured until now?

He looked at the baby nestled in the woman’s arms.

Somehow it seemed to resemble him too.

Could this really be a child heaven sent down for us?

He even had such an illusion.

The more he looked, the more attached he became.

No, it really felt like my own child.

Yes.

This is heaven’s ordained fate.

The reason we hadn’t had a child until now must have been to meet this child.

Thinking so, he looked closely at the baby again.

 

“Master. Look. Doesn’t he somehow seem to resemble us?”

“It does seem so.”

 

Now he felt good, as if this had truly become his child.

 

“Master. Please give him a name.”

“A name…”

 

He gazed at the sky for a moment, lost in thought.

Since this was a precious child given by heaven, he couldn’t just give him any random name.

After pondering deeply for a long while, the middle-aged man clapped his hands as if a good name had come to mind.

 

“I’ll name him Wigang, meaning one who firmly inherits heaven’s righteousness.”

“Jeok Wigang. That’s wonderful. As you say, our son will become a child who practices chivalry more than anyone else.”

“He is the son of I, Jeok Rihyeon, and you, Yu Hwayeon. Isn’t that only natural?”

 

Yu Hwayeon looked at Jeok Rihyeon and smiled.

Then she gazed at the baby again.

 

“It’s amazing. Even though he fell from the sky, he’s sleeping so peacefully. He seems extraordinary.”

“Hahaha. He’s a child sent from heaven. It would be stranger if he were ordinary.”

“Oh? My lord. He’s opening his eyes.”

“Oh! Where?”

 

 

 

‘Mmph. What? Why is it so noisy?’

 

The baby woke up from the noisy sounds.

When he opened his eyes, two giant faces were looking down at him.

He was startled.

What?

Giants?

He tried to swing his fist, but saw a tiny hand like a fern frond.

 

‘Huh? What? Why is my fist like this?’

 

Sensing something strange, he looked at the two giant faces before him.

Had these people done something to him?

If so, they had picked the wrong target. He would make them regret choosing him, he thought as he tried to act, but then he heard a gentle voice he had never heard before in his life.

 

“Our son. Have you opened your eyes now? Hehehe.”

 

Son?

 

“Hohoho. Look at those eyes. I’ve never seen such beautiful pupils before. Wigang. I’m your mother. Mother.”

 

Wigang?

Who’s that?

Mother?

 

“Hehehe. I’m your father. Father.”

 

Father?

Did I have a father and mother?

No matter how much he thought about it, he had no memory of them.

But it was something he had desperately longed for.

Having parents.

At first, he had resented heaven.

Why didn’t he have parents when everyone else did?

That’s why he became more twisted.

He hated seeing others’ happiness, so he went into the mountains.

That was more comfortable.

But now, before his eyes were beings who called themselves his parents.

Wait.

Come to think of it, his hands had become small.

He lifted his head and looked down at his body.

A small body nestled in the hands of the man called father.

That’s right.

He had become a newborn baby.

 

‘What? Could it be? Have I… returned to the past?’

 

Looking around, everything was scenery he had never seen before.

That speculation soon became certainty.

 

‘I see. I… have returned to the past. Jeok Wigang… That was my real name.’

 

Jeok Wigang widened his eyes and tried hard to memorize his parents’ faces.

So he would never forget them again.

 

‘My parents… I truly… truly missed you.’

 

Tears came.

Soon crying burst forth.

The emotions he had kept in his heart for so long burst out like a broken dam.

 

Waaah! Waaah!

 

“He must be hungry. What should we do? I don’t have milk…”

“Oh my. Let me quickly find a wet nurse. For now, feed him some rice porridge and comfort him well.”

 

“Yes, my lord.”

 

Yu Hwayeon patted Jeok Wigang as she spoke.

 

“Our baby. Are you hungry? Let’s go. My baby.”

 

Jeok Wigang nestled into Yu Hwayeon’s embrace.

The warmth of a mother he felt for the first time in his life was so comforting.

The comfort soon brought drowsiness.

Jeok Wigang desperately tried not to fall asleep.

To capture even a little more of his mother’s face, whom he had longed to meet so much.

Because he felt like all of this would disappear when he opened his eyes again.

Because it felt like it would all be a dream when he woke up.

He desperately tried to endure, but it was useless.

 

‘Mom… don’t leave me…’

 

He fell asleep while tightly holding Yu Hwayeon’s finger, afraid she might disappear.

Yu Hwayeon’s expression as she held Jeok Wigang was that of the happiest person in the world.

 

 

 

The next day.

Jeok Wigang opened his eyes.

As soon as he opened them, he looked around frantically.

Then he saw someone else in front of him.

 

“Oh? Madam! The young master has awakened.”

“Really?”

 

Thud thud thud-.

 

He heard the sound of someone rushing over urgently.

 

“Has our Wigang woken up?”

 

The face he had desperately hoped wouldn’t disappear was right before his eyes.

This wasn’t a dream.

This was reality.

I really have come to the past.

He was so happy.

He was so joyful.

Laughter came naturally.

 

Giggle-.

 

“Oh my! Did you see that? Look at our Wigang laughing. How can anyone smile so adorably?”

 

Yu Hwayeon made a fuss.

 

“What are you laughing about so much?”

“Husband! Our Wigang is smiling brightly.”

“Really?”

 

Whoosh-.

 

Jeok Rihyeon even used his Light Body Technique to instantly move to the cradle where Jeok Wigang was.

Soon he saw Jeok Wigang smiling brightly and smiled himself.

Just looking at him made him laugh.

How wonderful this was.

This is my son.

I’ll raise him without him envying anyone in the world.

To do that, I need to work harder to grow the sect.

So I can pass down a sect to Wigang that won’t embarrass him later.

Jeok Rihyeon looked at Jeok Wigang and spoke affectionately.

 

“My son. This father will pass down a very magnificent sect to you.”

 

Then he stood up and spoke to Yu Hwayeon.

 

“From now on, I’m going to be quite busy. If I want to greatly expand the sect, I can’t continue moving as I have been.”

“Expand the sect?”

“Shouldn’t we pass down a better sect to our Wigang?”

“If that’s the case, I’ll help too, husband.”

“Hahaha! With my wife’s help, I wouldn’t envy even a thousand troops or ten thousand horses. I’m counting on you.”

“Oh my, husband too…”

 

It was a beautiful scene.

This was it.

The world I had desperately longed for.

Jeok Wigang looked at his parents and made a resolution.

He would never lose his parents again.

If there were any bastards who tried to take away his current happiness…

He would show them his true power that he had never revealed even once before.

 

 

 

Lying in the cradle, Jeok Wigang thought of his younger brothers.

Those who called him Dae-hyeong.

Every time they got beaten, they would feel sorry for themselves and constantly lament, “We who were once the Four Heavenly Demons.”

Four Heavenly Demons. Being called that seemed to be their pride.

They never got tired of challenging me.

They used all sorts of methods, didn’t they?

Still, it was fun.

The place that had always been desolate and quiet became lively, finally feeling like a place where people lived.

The feeling of loneliness also disappeared.

So I tried to treat them well.

But they kept trying to climb above me.

Hierarchy is important.

As long as I’m the Dae-hyeong, I need to make it clear who stands at the top of the hierarchy for everyone’s comfort.

So whenever they tried to climb up, I gently put them back in their place.

But I never hit them hard.

They could die if I made a mistake.

I’ve been strong since I was young.

I don’t remember exactly how old I was, but once a tiger tried to eat me.

I threw a punch with all my might to survive, and when I came to my senses, the tiger was gone and all the trees in front of me had fallen down.

That’s when I realized it.

The power I possessed wasn’t ordinary.

The tiger hadn’t disappeared.

It had been disintegrated without leaving a trace.

After that, I tried to handle my strength carefully.

The village people who raised me could get hurt.

I used that strength to chop wood and help the villagers.

Then one day.

I went to the mountain to chop wood and came back to find the village in chaos.

The bandits had come down to the village to plunder.

The village people I had grown fond of began dying one by one.

In that moment, I lost my reason.

I charged toward the bandits and threw my fists,

and with each punch, the bandits disappeared one by one.

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