The Origin of Species

I covered my notebook and sighed. Maybe if I hadn't done the biggest thing twice when I was a kid, I'd be shaking less now.

I knew from experience. Crying doesn't change anything. Worrying doesn't solve anything. If there was a better way, it was to look at the situation calmly and respond.

“Phew.”

The situation I was in, there were two possibilities, I expect.

First, he crashed on a plane after completing Emit's surgery. It would be absurd for others to hear this, but I fell into a new world without dying. After that, I went through all kinds of hardships and was betrayed by someone at the last moment. Then he returned to the point where he was operating on Emit, and he lost all of his memories.

Psychiatric partial memory loss in this case.

Second, I have to think about the possibility that an imaginative novelist is hiding in my body. He pushed me away and took over for 17 hours while I was operating on Emmitt. And then I came home and I put a weird novel in my notebook.

Maybe in this case, it's a double personality.

In fact, I wasn't sure of anything, but I couldn't go to psych. So far, our society has been prejudiced against mental illness. Besides, isn't it important now? I have a vivid memory of the deal I made with Emit earlier.

"Yes, we must succeed in our contract. That's how my brother lives. ’

I looked at the notebook again.

The contents of it were shocking.

I couldn't believe it was me who wrote the notebook, so I leaned toward dual personality rather than memory loss after regression.

Anal sex.

Three thumbs.

Possums.

Plus, there's all kinds of sexual orientation.

Can someone who's never had sex write this down? When I thought about it, I suddenly felt a chill. What if there's something wrong with the personality hiding inside? He wrote all kinds of perverts in his notebook. The possibility was sufficient.

“Ha.”

After a short sigh, I took out a new notebook and began writing its contents. Kind of a habit you can't help. Except to the best of the sex-related content in the notebook, only significant information was extracted.

In fact, there are not one or two sentences that I do not understand. Among them, the most difficult to understand is [9999-10? Why?] statement. To be honest, I was ashamed to call it a sentence.

9999-10?

Tsk, not an apartment lake.

I wanted to honor his hidden personality, or his imagination. If I really am a double personality.

At daybreak, I moved all the contents of the notebook and wrote them down. Perhaps you will not believe anyone in the world.

When I finished the job roughly, I was irritated.

I tore up my little notebook and threw it in the trash. He should never have come out of my body again. I moved all the important information anyway, so it didn't matter if the sex stuff disappeared.

But what if it's true that you lost your memory after regressing?

Gulp.

I drooled over.

The notebook is full of information about the new world. There was a definite way to save him. If you're going to a new world, this notebook was a kind of roadmap.

Simply put, there was a place in the world called the Tower of Rights. And people are randomly empowered there. Common sense.

According to the notebook, power was divided into six classes.

Elemental, developmental, transcendent, therapeutic, carnivorous, herbaceous.

Elemental families dealt with elements such as iron and copper, and phenomena dealt with natural phenomena such as wind and earthquakes. The carnivore family is a carnivore, and the herbivore family is a herbivore. However, the transcendent and therapeutic families seemed to have a considerable spectrum of power.

In other words, all strange superpowers are transcendent. Especially the cure line! The man with the notebook wanted the cure line. To be precise, he wanted to bring the healing powers back to Earth. That way you can save him with your superpowers.

Is he divided because he wants to save his brother? Somehow, it seemed likely. I just don't know why he came out of my personality. The person I actually had and the person who wrote the notebook had an enormous disconnection.

‘What on earth have you been through? ’

Anyway, he said he had to go to Cederesis to get back to Earth. The notebook had some rough plans to get there.

“ · · ·. ”

I looked at the notebook and waved my head again. Is it the plane? I had to get on a plane to go to Africa right away next month. Since my parents died in the plane crash, trauma may have caused this.

But...

He believed that all the misfortunes of this world could be overcome. I was cured from my brother's illness, but I never stopped trying. Psychopathy? I'm confident I can make it to the end. It doesn't matter. Then I will return to Earth with the power of healing.

Either way, whatever the ordeal is, it will save your brother. I don't know about the future, but I believed in myself.

I've been trying to live like this.

...

After cleaning up the house, I left for the hospital. Thinking about it, the situation did not change much. The fact that his brother was a Lugeric was the same, and that he had succeeded in Emit's surgery as planned. Once again, didn't my other personality give you an interview? Maybe it was me who came back.

In fact, I wasn't sure yet whether I was a double personality or a post-regression memory loss. But no matter what, I couldn't admit that he was a country.

I feel like my ego is going crazy.

I decided to call him a returning old man, whether he's hiding inside me or a personality. I thought I'd suffocate less if I had to be different from me.

“Hehe.”

I'm smiling.I should thank him anyway. Once you've finished the surgery.

After greeting the patient in the lobby, he walks towards the kingdom of Congress. From now on, I was going to find an empty memory in my head. Shouldn't we know what he did and what he did?

Thinking about it, I opened the door of the kingdom, and I heard a shout.

“Whoa!! ”

“Congratulations professor!! ”

“Professor Jung, did you have a hard time yesterday? ”

You're telling me Emily's surgery is over? Employees react differently than usual. It's a little weird for me to even applaud you for this.

“Guys, what's wrong? What happened to you? ”

“Oh, Professor, you can't be serious, can you? ”

“Val?”

“Don't you remember having a drink with me today? Finally, Professor! ”

What? I wanted to get him out of there and beat him up right now. What the hell have you done?

Park Chan-soo, 4th year resident.

He smiles and opens his mouth.

“We really want to have a drink with you! ”

“What?"

“Professor, isn't that what you wanted? So tell us something nice! But you're still the school's benefactor!! ”

The attitude of those who usually struggled with me changed completely. Maybe it's the 17-hour memory that's empty to me. In the meantime, the guy with the notebook must have done something.

Anyway, I smiled at those who were trying to get on my highway.

“Yeah, well. Have a drink. It's not that hard. ”

“Wow!! ”

After a busy greeting with the staff, I sat down. When I came to the hospital, I had no idea what he was doing. Luckily, today's schedule was free, so I closed my eyes and meditated. Then new things came to mind.

‘Course he used his laptop, too. ’

I turned on my laptop right away. The monitor blinks and the heart flutters. Maybe your desktop is covered in dirty pictures. Fortunately, there were no strange traces on the laptop. I scoured the Internet page he was scouring.

Look at this?

The first words I searched for were words like "species" and "species". As soon as I saw it, I thought I knew why he searched for this word. The notebook lists the Origins and the Sins. I looked through the notebook and unfolded it. It says:

Species are the basic units of bioclassification. This generally corresponds to what is called the species. This definition is to be fertilely isolated from other biogroups, as a group of organisms that are capable of crossing between individuals.

For example, monkeys and gorillas. They cannot breed and have children of one another. They are two different species.

Then what about Sin and Origin? If I have sex between the two can I have children?

No, not in my experience. I've never heard of a child between a Sin and an Origin.

In other words, Sin and Origin are different species.

Yeah, the originals called us "thins." The meaning of the word "Sin" was a collective word referring to the people of Earth. It includes the meaning of sinners and inferior species.

The content of the notebook on Sin and Origin ends here.

But · · ·.

No, what the fuck is that? The notebook only made sounds that I couldn't understand.

Ignoring the hard to understand stuff right now, I kept going through the past Internet pages. Then new information pops up.

[Iris crisis, decommissioning!]

[Iris Godzi, how do I renew the contract?]

[Hospitalize with Haenji excess.]

These were the headlines he looked at. Godzi seemed to be the name of Idol called Haengjin. I first noticed the article that Harnessee had been admitted to the hospital because of overwork. The problem is that hospital is our hospital. After scouring the hospital's computer network, the hospital where she is admitted comes out.

Age 23, ward 1811.

Oh, shit.

This is his sister's next door. Honestly, I was scared. Why would the guy hiding inside me search for some kind of idol? The contents of the notebook are increasingly coming to mind. You didn't mean to rape her, did you? Squeeze my fist tight.

Yeah. Let's check it out.

Worrying won't solve anything in this world.

I went through a great deal in one day, but my mind calmed down quickly. It wasn't the first lightning bolt like this. Crying and begging didn't solve anything.

That's just the way it is. Nothing could be solved just by crying. Even when my parents died, and even when my sister was admitted. If I just kept crying, I probably wouldn't be able to do it.

I'm headed to the VIP ward on the 18th floor. So there are three things to do in the VIP Ward. Take a walk with your brother, interview with Emit, and check on Haenji.

‘First things first. ’

In fact, I didn't know he was hiding inside me, and he was lying to his brother. Faster and faster. I turned on the heater without having to turn on the hallway or the elevator because of winter.

The 18th floor.

My appearance in the mirror was decent. Short, neatly cut hair. I waxed it and added a little bit of style.

[30/Garden O]

Two-year-old brother. There was a time when I couldn't believe his name was on the doorstep. But we're not running away from reality right now. Without hesitation, I pushed through the door of the room.

‘Hmm, maybe he wasn't bullshitting his brother. ’