第370章:第70集——一个不能分享的故事(2)“我要杀了你，于重赫。”.2
我摇摇晃晃地走向仰卧着的余重赫，他的整个身体看起来像一块破布，我用剑指着他。他没有表示任何反抗，而是抬头看着我说话。
"…..I've persisted with this regression for far too long. So, end this."
“......我已经坚持这种回归太久了。所以，结束这一切吧。”
Yu Joong-Hyeok murdered Han Su-Yeong. He had already crossed the line that shouldn't have been crossed.
于重赫谋杀了韩素妍，他已经越过了本不该越过的底线。
The sword aura of the [Unbreakable Faith] trembled noticeably. And the moment I raised my sword up high, I recalled what Han Su-Yeong of the 1863rd turn told me.
牢不可破的信仰的剑光明显地颤抖着。当我把剑高高举起的那一刻，我想起了韩素妍在1863年转弯时告诉我的话。
- If my novel was a rip-off of 'Ways of Survival', then whose rip-off are you?
如果我的小说是剽窃“生存之道”，那你是剽窃谁的？
The answer to that question was right in front of my eyes now.
这个问题的答案就在我眼前。
⸢Kim Dok-Ja had learned how to live from this man.⸥
金道子从这个人身上学会了如何生活
This man was my father; my brother; and my oldest friend.
这个人是我的父亲，我的兄弟，我的老朋友。
['The 4th Wall' has increased its thickness.]
“第四道墙”增加了它的厚度
For a long time, I had been looking at him through this thick, thick wall. I was saved by him many times, and while looking at his story, I managed to survive.
很长一段时间，我一直透过这堵厚厚的墙看着他。我被他救了很多次，看着他的故事，我设法活了下来。
The [Unbreakable Faith] slowly clattered back on the ground. I couldn't kill this guy. Nor could I beg for his forgiveness, either.
牢不可破的信仰慢慢地回到了地上。我不能杀这个人。我也不能乞求他的原谅。
I had never learned to be that cowardly. No, I was taught to pay the price for the things I've done.
我从来没有学会如此懦弱。不，我被教导要为我所做的事情付出代价。
Yu Joong-Hyeok was still looking up at me. And I too, stared back at him.
于重赫还是抬头看着我，我也回头看着他。
⸢I'm right here, in this place.⸥
我就在这里，在这个地方
I know.
我知道。
⸢Even then, you only chose to read and nothing else.⸥ ….Because, that is our way of living. You acted, and I read you doing it.
即便如此，你也只是选择了阅读，没有其他选择。因为这就是我们的生活方式。你演戏了，我知道你在演戏。
⸢If you're unwilling, then I shall do it myself.⸥
如果你不愿意，那我就自己动手
Yu Joong-Hyeok slowly got back up and grasped his blade tightly.
于重赫慢慢地站起来，紧紧地抓住他的刀刃。
I thought I could hear the sound of a story coming to an end. The 'Mass Production-type Maker' once told me this - that a certain Fable would end without ever getting closer to the ■■. However, if this place was the endpoint for all the stories, and if I was destined to die right here, then wouldn't it be fine to at least say one thing?
我想我能听到一个故事即将结束的声音。“大规模生产型制造商”(MassProduction-typeMaker)曾经告诉我，一部《寓言》(Fable)将在没有接近■的情况下结束。然而，如果这个地方是所有故事的终点，如果我注定要死在这里，那么至少说一件事不是很好吗？
"….Hey, Yu Joong-Hyeok."
“...嘿，余重赫。”
He stopped his actions when I spoke up.
当我大声说话时，他停止了行动。
"You probably know this already, but I'm not a prophet. No, I am as far removed from such a being as you can get."
“你可能已经知道了，但我不是一个预言家。不，我和你所能得到的那种人是完全不同的。”
Ever since we got into a tussle back on the Dongho Bridge, I had never introduced myself properly once. To Yu Joong-Hyeok, I was the prophet, a man with a mysterious background.
自从我们在东河大桥上打了一架以后，我从来没有正式地介绍过自己。对于余重赫来说，我就是先知，一个有着神秘背景的人。
"I'm not the 'Demon King of Salvation'."
“我不是‘救世魔王’。”
[Fable, 'Demon King of Salvation', has stopped its storytelling.] "I'm also not the 'King of a Kingless World'."
“我也不是‘无王世界的国王’。”
[Fable, 'King of a Kingless World', has stopped its storytelling.]
[寓言《一个没有王国的世界之王》停止了它的叙事。]
One by one, my Fables stopped their stories. Excluding my own, everything else became dead still.
我的寓言一个接一个地停止了他们的故事，除了我自己的故事，其他的一切都静止了。
"My name is Kim Dok-ja."
“我叫金道子。”
The wings on my back disappeared, and the ballooned-up muscles shrunk back, too.
我背上的翅膀消失了，膨胀起来的肌肉也萎缩了。
"Twenty-eight…. No, wait. I was twenty-eight, and I was an employee of a game company. My hobby was reading web novels…."
“28.....。不，等等。我当时28岁，是一家游戏公司的员工。我的爱好是阅读网络小说......”
As if I was talking to someone I met for the first time, I continued to tell my own story.
就好像我在和一个初次见面的人交谈一样，我继续讲述着自己的故事。
"It's pathetic, right? Well, this is who I am….. Yu Joong-Hyeok, who are you?"
“真可悲，对吧?好吧，这就是我......余重赫，你是谁?”
To me, Yu Joong-Hyeok was someone I 'knew' since from a long time ago. To be more specific, he was someone I read about all by myself.
对我来说，余重赫是我很久以前就“认识”的人。更确切地说，他是我自己读到的一个人。
That was why I had never heard about his story in his own words.
这就是为什么我从来没有听说过他自己的故事。
He finally opened his mouth.
他终于开口了。
"I am Yu Joong-Hyeok."
“我是余重赫。”
His blade slowly moved and cut me down.
他的剑慢慢地移动，把我砍倒了。
"Yu Joong-Hyeok, a former Regressor."
余重赫，前统计员
< Episode 70: A story that can't be shared (2) > Fin.
第70集:一个不能分享的故事。
Omniscient Reader's Viewpoint Chapter 371 - A story that can't be shared (3)
