Apocalypse Tyrant

King of the Library (6)

Surprisingly, what changes people is not big and huge shocks.

What changes people is a series of small and frequent events.

Because something that has become a person’s ‘habit’ like that soon becomes the foundation of that person and leads to their unique ‘actions’ and ’emotions’.

In that sense, I was both a big and powerful shock to Cha Seolhee, but also a series of small and frequent events.

From the end of the day’s work to going to bed together.

Going to sleep together like that and waking up again.

A person spending half the day together.

“He was an idiot. It was too common a death to make into a book.”

A person telling only me their sincere stories that they don’t tell anyone else.

“If it were me, I would have tried something with that courage before losing strength to die.”

I was becoming rooted in Cha Seolhee’s day and habits.

The morning of D-Day set to recapture the 1st floor.

Overlapping our bodies half-naked in the empty Reading Room 1 on the 6th floor—

To the point where it’s not strange at all to gently play with pink nipples.

Creak—

“I heard that advice to do something with the courage to die is the most meaningless advice.”

The makeshift bed making a small sound even at Cha Seolhee’s slight head-turning gesture.

It was the only furniture in Reading Room 1, two makeshift beds obtained from the library office crudely attached together.

I showed a faint smile to Cha Seolhee who spoke to me nonchalantly even as I gently twisted her nipple and asked back.

“Where did you hear such a thing?”
“When filming a public service announcement. As a public relations ambassador for the Ministry of Health and Welfare, it was something I couldn’t just let pass.”

I looked at the usual Cha Seolhee being snarky from the morning and slightly applied force to the hand playing with her nipple.

“Ugh—!”

Cha Seolhee narrowing her eyes while her shoulders slightly shook at the sudden pain.

“…You.”
“What? As a public relations ambassador for the Ministry of Health and Welfare, you should take care of my welfare too.”
“Haah— I just meant there’s courage needed to live, but also courage needed to die.”
“There’s no greater courage than living.”
“Not everyone is like you, Han Segye-ssi.”

Cha Seolhee removing the eyes that had been meeting mine while letting out a light sigh.

I gently caressed her chest as she leaned her back against me again and slightly bowed my head.

“Then, you?”

What do you think you would have done?

A whisper quietly breathed into her ear.

“……”

She who had been quietly pondering like that for a while slightly shrugged her shoulders.

“I’m not sure. But somehow, I probably wouldn’t have committed suicide.”
“See.”

Tick—!

Fingers applying force once again at her answer.

I smiled while looking at Cha Seolhee quickly turning her head again while shrugging her shoulders once more.

A slightly furrowed brow as if showing she’s very angry now.

“You ended up having the same thought as me after all.”
“Not at all. And you’re obviously doing leading questions again, right?”

Eyes narrowed thinly as if saying she won’t fall for my tactics.

I shrugged my shoulders this time to Cha Seolhee looking at me with an expression full of suspicion.

“Whether it’s a leading question or not, it doesn’t really matter, right?”

Cha Seolhee’s face becoming severely distorted at my shameless answer.

I slowly bowed my head at that lively expression.

Her face naturally tilting at my face getting closer.

I bowed my head further, gently avoiding her head coming towards me bit by bit.

Carefully pressing my lips to her nape that had momentarily stiffened at my unexpected evasion.

Smooch—!

Her snow-white nape greeting me with an addictive body scent as always.

Cha Seolhee’s body trembled as if welcoming the now too familiar sensation.

“Now it’s your turn to talk.”
“Huu— …M-Me?”

…S-Suddenly?

A stupid retort rarely heard from Cha Seolhee.

Smooch—! Smooch—!

I quietly marked territory on her neck while silently urging her without saying anything.

“…Hic—! What— stories about idols’ secret relationships?”
“Smooch—! How do you know if it’s secret?”
“It’s just visible as someone in the same industry.”

Aha—.

I let out an insincere exclamation while shaking my head.

“Not interested. And what would I use that for if I knew now? I just want to hear stories about you.”
“……”

She maintained silence again as if pondering what to say.

I quietly waited for her answer while continuing to smell her body scent.

“…It’s too sudden. Even if I try to talk, I don’t know what to say.”

I gently hugged her showing clear signs of confusion at the sudden request.

The sensation of soft skin felt as flesh pressed against flesh.

“Then it can’t be helped. Prepare one thing each day from now on.”
“……”

She faintly nodded her head at my compromise.

But still—

I carefully moved the hand that had been hugging her while continuing my words.

“Breaking the rule is still breaking it.”
“……”

The rule I had just spontaneously created a little while ago.

Even though it was a rule and punishment she had no way of knowing, she didn’t make any particular protest.

Cha Seolhee carefully bowing her head following the guidance of the hand placed on her head.

“……”

She was now quietly looking at the brown nipple placed right in front of her nose.

Her head coming closer slowly at my touch urging her while applying slight force.

Smooch—!

I quietly raised my head at the wetness and warmth felt on the sensitive part of my chest.

Smooch—! Smooch—! Smooch—!

A gently continuing ticklish yet pleasant sensation.

I slowly straightened my waist while stroking her head at the pleasure continuing incessantly.

Smooch—! Smooch—! Smooch—!

A clear sense of conquest somewhat different from kissing her.

“Ah.”

I opened my mouth slightly while looking at the top of her head diligently sucking my nipple and serving.

Smooch—! Suck—! Smooch—!

A body slightly twitching each time she moved her lips, whether from ticklishness or the aftermath of overflowing pleasure.

Smooch—! Suck—! Suck—!

She who had been watching me with raised eye corners as if observing my reactions like that quietly stopped her chewing lips.

The lips that had been serving my nipple as if kissing gently settled on my chest and slightly opened a space.

Bae—

Along with a very small, alluring sound, a lump of pleasure circling— my nipple.

“Ah.”

Baeee—

I let out a shallow moan at the vulgar sound impossible to imagine Cha Seolhee making and the vulgar face observing my reaction with raised eye corners.

A tingling flash naturally rises from my lower back at the ticklish yet warm sensation continuously felt on my nipple.

I felt my dick erecting stiffly as if about to pierce through my pants while moving the hand that had been stroking her hair again.

Cha Seolhee looking up at me while naturally tilting her neck completely upwards at my touch grasping her face with both hands.

She just quietly closed her eyes again at the face slowly approaching this time too.

“Mmm—”

Moist lips starting to gently overlap each other.

I smiled faintly while feeling her hand naturally placed on my chest at some point.

I also quietly closed my eyes while feeling her already focused on the kiss.

Spending half the day together, telling secrets, and giving assurance of being loved.

Until all these processes become an indispensable habit for her from some point.

It was the first step for her to be eternally subordinate to me.

Perhaps lavishly giving her what she wants without even knowing herself.

Until I become an irreplaceable existence.

Hoo— Hoo— Hoo—

I slowly dusted off my body while listening to the search team’s rough breathing.

The sight of the 2nd floor entrance that seemed quite familiar.

Windows and glass doors plastered with newspapers and papers.

I lightly dusted— both hands while glancing behind.

The search team that had finished all preparations in their own way and heavy bookshelves densely prepared behind them.

Creak—

I lightly pulled two of the closest bookshelves while scanning the search team already drenched in cold sweat.

Newbies trembling before the battle had even started.

Clearly, it might be more efficient for me to move alone than forcibly taking them to secure the 1st floor.

But that’s not a good method in both the short and long term.s always have the nature of wanting to sit when standing, and wanting to lie down when sitting.

If I solve everything like this, it’s no different from raising pig bastards that just eat food.

Everyone belonging to my camp must contribute to the camp in some way.

No matter what they do.

Moreover, there’s no easier way to raise a community’s cohesion than carrying out a common task against a common enemy.

Just as the Nazis raised cohesion by hating Jews, we already had enemies we should hate to death and be hostile to scattered all around.

“Remember. Just push the bookshelves to the end.”

Gulp—.

The search team answering with dry saliva at the low encouragement.

I had no intention of pushing those newbie bastards to kill zombies from the start either.

They just need to help with the transport work of pulling the bookshelves that will become barricades for the 1st floor to the entrance.

[♩~ ♪~ ♬]

At that moment, music announcing the start of the operation echoed on the 1st floor.

A smartphone that would have slid very carefully after opening the internal stairway door.

The preciously saved power bank converted to playing music stored offline.

“Kieeeeek—!”

Zombies’ roars echoing all at once as if overlapping echoes at the sudden noise.

Thud thud thud thud thud—!

I quickly approached the glass door while feeling a sensation as if the ground was shaking.

Thud—! Clang—! Crunch—!

The sound of forcibly pushing open the closed glass door.

The reliable glass door that had separated the 1st and 2nd floors is forcibly opened.

“Kieeeeek—!”

A clear roar felt through the wide open space and not very high stairs right in front.

I firmly grasped the two bookshelves I had pulled and kicked off the floor.

Whoosh—!

Footsteps stably descending 3-4 stairs at a time and two bookshelves obediently fixed in my hands.

Though the bookshelves were full of thick books to add weight, they weren’t heavy at all to me receiving help from stats.

Thud—!

I quickly looked around while placing the bookshelves I had brought on the 1st floor.

Zombies running following the smartphone that had slid towards the 1st floor entrance as planned and zombies belatedly joining that group.

Extra zombies seemed to be pouring out ready to burst from the 24-hour reading room and academic data operation room.

Whoosh—!

I hurriedly quickly broke through the stairs again.

The search team pulling the next bookshelf and waiting on the 2nd floor.

I repeated the work of bringing down the bookshelves they had pulled while grunting to the 1st floor.

“Kieeeeek—!”

I could feel zombies not drawn to the music’s aggro starting to look at me and go berserk.

Heavy bookshelves neatly placed on the 1st floor thanks to moving bookshelves a total of 3 times.

“Kieeeeek—!”

Zombies that belatedly discovered me started running towards me while shaking their bodies violently.

I shouted while looking at the front of the search team quickly coming down the stairs.

“Park Taeha!”

Park Taeha hurriedly throwing what he was holding to me without even time to answer my shout.

Thud—!

I quickly swung the iron pipe while feeling the perfect grip sensation as soon as it touched my hand.

Splat—!

The zombie that had been running towards me most passionately flew through the air with its head turned to mush.

“Kieeeeek—!”

Thanks to that, a new prey everyone got to see with intensely focused attention.

The zombies that had been running towards the entrance all turned their heads at once and let out roars.

Thud thud thud thud thud—!

Zombie footsteps much more chilling than what was felt on the 2nd floor.

The madness-filled gazes of those shaking their bodies grotesquely and desperately reaching out hands towards me.

“Push.”

I instructed the search team with one person each already attached to a bookshelf while holding an extra bookshelf not attached to a search team member in my hand.

Crash—!

The bookshelf flying like a ray of light and crashing into the 24-hour reading room on the right.

Books bursting out from the bookshelf scattering in all directions along with the heavy weight crushing zombies in an instant.

I confirmed there were no more zombies coming out from the right and grabbed a quite large tree that seemed to be for indoor landscaping.

Crash—!

The tree sweeping away a group of zombies running forward like a siege weapon destroying a castle gate.

“Kieeeeek—!”

Zombies still not giving up on us despite that.

“Push—!”
“Uuuuuuh—!”

I shouted at the search team still grunting behind and ran forward.

Screech—!

The faint sound of bookshelves being pulled finally heard from behind.

I turned my body while looking at the search team pulling bookshelves towards the zombies running with pitiful expressions.

Swoosh—!

The 24-hour reading room entering the front of my vision along with a clear sensation of quickly cutting through the wind.

I quickly swung the severely dented bookshelf abandoned in front of the reading room door after grasping it again.

Splat—!

The bookshelf pulverizing zombies approaching me with a heavy crushing sound.

Splat—!

I lightly shook my head while feeling rotten blood and flesh bits splashing up to my face.

I threw the grotesquely crumpled bookshelf that could no longer be used forward and assessed the remaining zombies.

Thud—! Thud—! Thud—!

Quite many zombies still remaining and impact sounds continuing to echo fiercely since earlier.

The straight course of pulling bookshelves coming down from the 2nd floor.

Zombies gathered like ants at the 1st floor entrance that would be the finish line of that race can be seen.

Boom—! Thud—! Boom—!

Zombies in the area all seemed to be gathering at the noise spreading from the library 1st floor.

Numerous zombies incessantly pounding on the tightly closed glass door.

The glass protecting the entrance could be felt shaking precariously.

“Kieeeeek—!”

Zombies’ roars seeping through gaps in the glass door automatically make the nape of the neck shudder.

A large group of zombies densely lined up at the entrance and glass windows attached beside it.

All zombies wandering around the library area seem to have gathered at the continued loud roars.

Crack—! Crack—!

The death throes of the glass windows and doors echo more and more clearly.

“Haak—! Haak—! Haak—!”

The faces of search team members desperately exhaling breath after placing bookshelves in front of the entrance turn pale.

This number of zombies must be the first sight of such violent numbers for those trapped in the library.

With that number of zombies, they would soon break through not only the glass doors and windows holding them back now, but even the barricade hastily erected by the search team and overwhelm them.

Everyone’s eyes wavered precariously at the certain future approaching very soon, not a prediction or expectation.

“……”

But I quietly stared at the zombies desperately trying to break the glass door.

It’s something that has never disappointed me.

If it’s that guy, he should be timing the most optimal moment.

Crack—!

Clear cracks announcing the glass is about to break.

Zombies’ roars intensify at additional cracks instantly spreading from the cracks crossing the glass.

“Kieeeeek—!”

A zombie letting out roars of joy while shaking its head side to side at the cracks spreading across the entire glass.

My face filling its broken pupils was quite strange.

To that zombie looking at me like that and opening its mouth wide as if tearing it to roar once more—

Boom—!

Something huge fell.

A heavy weight instantly crashing to the ground like the diary’s owner who fell from the rooftop.

Starting with the first fall, a series of heavy roars mercilessly bombarded around the entrance.

Splat—!

Dark red blood overturning the entire glass window crushed under the bookshelves that fell like that.

Ding—!

[Tribute of Obedience]

[You have acquired 43 points.]

I quietly stared at the rotten blood completely filling the glass door to the point where the outside couldn’t be distinguished.

Rotten blood dripping down very slowly and flesh bits and entrails pieces sticking all around.

Thud—!

“…W-We survived.”

Kim Woojung, a search team member, whispered while falling on his butt as if his legs had finally given out.

“We didn’t just survive, we won.”

My voice quietly echoing in a place full of only panting breaths.

At this moment when everyone was blankly staring only at my face, I threw out quite calculated final words.

“We did.”
“……”

Everyone carefully nodded with stupid faces at my last words.

Thud—!

I patted Park Taeha’s shoulder, who had performed more silently and faithfully than expected, while looking at the flesh bits and blood still fully filling the glass window.

Ding—!

[You have secured a shelter whose threat level has decreased below a certain level.]

[Your shelter: Banseok University Central Library.]

[The so-called ‘Tyrant’ is reacting.]

[You have secured territory.]

[From now on, all territory secured by the ‘Tyrant’ will be integrated into Royal Authority.]

[Royal Authority: 54 -> 104]

Ding—!

[Your destiny is unlocked by the Royal Authority stat reaching a certain level.]

[The shelter management category is integrated into the Tyrant exclusive destiny.]

[Tyrant Exclusive Destiny]

[1. Preparation for Founding a Nation]

[1-1. Forced Creation of Auspicious Land]
[Heaven.Earth.Human (天.地.人) – Earth (地)]

[Choose the Tyrant’s first grace.]

[1. First Step of Modernization]

[2. Oasis in the Desert]

Ding—!

[Your destiny will be unlocked in order as your Royal Authority increases.]

[Rule more subjects, secure more territory, and (unlocked element).]

“……”

A status window filling my vision that appeared after a long time.

I slowly read the letters dizzying my eyes carefully and quietly nodded.

Rule more people and secure more land.

It was something I would naturally do even without destiny or whatever.

Ah—

So this is my destiny.

I let out a faint laugh while staring straight ahead.

“…Not just a simple chicken race.”

Flesh bits and entrails pieces slowly dripping down the glass window.

I quietly looked at the College of Education visible through the dark red bloodstains still hazily remaining.

Banseok University beyond that and beyond that—

“It was a territory-grabbing game.”

King of the Library.