Main Story Prelude PART2

He remained silent, his dark face fixed on the blazing campfire, and I spoke.

"Just take it easy and pretend you're following a script written by some god you don't even know. For some unknown good he desires."

His already darkened face darkened even more, but I didn't pause.

"Even if he's just a puppet playing to a script, it's not like we can avoid him. We can't avoid it, so let's just enjoy it."

Seung-hwan listened to my story and threw more kindling into the dying bonfire. To him, still staring at the bonfire with a dark face, I said.

"Still, it won't be long now before this war ends. Of course, it'll only end after we've left behind too many victims and too many errors that can't be fixed...."

He put a few kindling back into the bonfire, then spoke.

"The vested interests were too self-serving, I wish they'd been a little more flexible, but I guess it's all karma, and who can blame them now? It was the non-establishment that supported 

and defended the establishment."

I listened to him, my eyes fixed on the bonfire, which was starting to burn strongly again.

"Well, I suppose it's a matter of time before they fall, just like all the other great civilizations that have fallen because they left so many questions unanswered."

Feeling sorry for Seung-hwan as he spoke with a dark face, I suddenly felt playful.

"Seung-hwan." 

"Why?"

The moment he answered, I spoke in a voice that crawled like undercooked food.

"No."

When he shook his head and tried to put another log in the bonfire, I called out to him, amused. 

"Hey, kid." 

"Huh?"

He replied as he tried to put the firewood in, and I spoke again in a voice that crawled like undercooked food. 

"Sticking out!"He remained silent, and I turned to look at the campfire with his eyes. 

"Clink, click, clank!"

I looked at Seung-hwan with a tinge of anxiety as I heard the familiar sound, and I quickly jumped to my feet, shouting. 

"Hey, wait!"

Seung-hwan hit the roof and glared at me with eyes filled with murderous intent even at my shout, swinging his bayonet.

"Hey, man, wait, surrender, surrender!"

No matter how much I shouted, he really lunged to kill me. and I had to force myself to run, even if it meant lighting the insteps of my feet on fire. 

"Hey, really, wait, I'm sorry!"

It chased after me non-stop as I ran away screaming that I was sorry. He looked like a crazed, rampaging colt.

"Aaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"