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Fallen - 3

How does it feel to know something in advance about someone you will love?

Gabriel—No, Yoo Yong-han—was worried about that matter earlier.

When he knew in advance that he would love this woman, could he truly love her purely? Or even if he really fell in love, could he say that it was love?

He had such useless worries, but it was useless to mention the conclusion first.

"Please gather here in group four, group four! Oh, are you in Group four?"

"Yes, I'm Yoo Yong-han."

When he entered the class as a college student who had been made up for his Earth activities, he naturally realized that.

"Yoo Yong-han? Pfftt. No, sorry. Your name is unique. I'm Kim Ye-seul, a freshman in business administration. You're not a major in this class, are you?"

"Yes, I'm also in business administration. I'm a freshman."

"Wow, then you are class of XX? Are you active?"

"Y-yeah."

"What? We're the same age. You shouldn't feel nervous."

The moment he saw the woman who would become the mother of his child, he had no choice but to realize it.

Why would he come to love her?

No, that was a little fishy. To his shame, he felt love the moment he saw her.

At the same time, he thought he felt very sorry for Uriel, but he was overwhelmed with just trying to get his feelings under control.

"There's four of us in Group four, but the remaining two are international students... and both of them are always absent."

"Is there no cooperation?"

"I know, right... but seniors say it's more comfortable to think that they didn't exist from the beginning."

She must be a freshman. But he wasn't sure how she knew any seniors. She rather burst into her words. The two were, in a good way, opposite to each other.

"You didn’t go to orientation or the meeting? Aren't you too cool? Ah... you believe in your face, huh? That's why the handsome guys are..."

"Face?"

"Who are you having lunch with today? Can I introduce you to my classmates? Anyway, you don't have any friends, do you?"

"L-lunch? Classmate?"

Unlike Yoo Yong-han, who has lived for many years, Kim Ye-seul was a pure, young, vibrant girl.

Moreover, she came and greeted him, who appeared with a very high probability of his natural gift.

While her appearance reminded him of Uriel somewhat, she approached him with a distinctly different charm from Uriel.

"Wow, you're really alone. I'll sit next to you!"

"Sit down. No one else is here."

"You just seemed to be looking at very complicated data."

"It's Heaven—err, a foreign language. You probably don't know it."

"Oh, you're bluffing. So when do we get together for assignments? Should we go to a cafe?"

Kim Ye-seul made Yoo Yong-han surprisingly comfortable and pleasant. He felt very young when he was with her, but he felt like he was deceiving her, so he was distressed.

Even though he knew that the love in his heart was real, he had to doubt himself over and over again; unsure whether he was just fooling himself to make the prophecy come true.

"Preparation for the presentation is ready! It looks like it's over very quickly, but we're on the right track? Right?"

"Yeah."

"Who will give the presentation? Yong-han, will you do it?"

"I'm sorry, but if I go out alone, there's a chance that everyone won't recognize me."

"Pfft, I mean, Hmpft, don't tell me the weird thing with a straight face. Pffufu."

"But I really mean it..."

"Then I'll give the presentation so that you will treat me to lunch. No protests!"

Kim Ye-seul has been giving Yoo Yong-han a straightforward approach, as if she knew his mind.

So, they naturally got closer, as they should have. By the end of the first semester, it was natural for them to find each other.

"Wow, finally, I found you. Why is it so hard to see you? You should join the club! Do you want to join me?"

"No, I think it's hard to do that because I'm busy."

"What are you busy with? Is it anything hard to talk about? Oh, would you like to talk over dinner?"

Yoo Yong-han felt the comfort he had never felt in his past life while being swung by her, who constantly pushed him.

Finding himself falling deeper and deeper for her, he finally decided to abandon the hesitation from knowing the future and started acting more honestly.

Sometimes, rather than predicting and preparing for the future, she reminded him that it was more important to enjoy the reality he was in now.

"Thanks."

He expressed his gratitude for it, but took away a lot of the sincerity and truth that could not be revealed there, and told Kim Ye-seul, "It seems like you are the one who keeps looking out for me."

"Here it is. Be—What?"

The problem with those who don't talk a lot with others was that they suddenly rush their words.

Actually, the biggest problem was that he did not know whether this was abrupt or not.

"W-wait a second. Is that a confession?"

"Well, I just honestly expressed the gratitude I feel for you..."

"So, you like me? "

"Oh, yeah."

He didn’t express it, but Yoo Yong-han was quite surprised. He didn't even say he liked her, but how did she look right through his mind? Maybe she had a similar ability to predict?

"Fuuuuh, what the hell is this? No mood, no romance..."

Kim Ye-seul exhaled a breath mixed with irritation when she saw Yoo Yong-han nodding with stupid thoughts. This was because the two were now clashing beer glasses at the beer house in front of the school.

However, it was the first time that a sulky smile leaked around her mouth. She covered her mouth and coughed loudly.

"Hmm, I’m such an idiot who wished for a romantic confession from this Joseon-era old man...

Then I'll just sort things out right now."


"How?"

"You just confessed to me."

"Yeah?"

"And I didn't get a nice place, atmosphere, nor words, but I still received a confession in the sense of saving one person."

To be honest, it was a relief. Yoo Yong-han was very popular because of his unique vain atmosphere and his unreachable face.

However, he was difficult enough to find in the Department of Business Administration, so only a few girls succeeded in flirting with him. Except for Kim Ye-seul.

"Huh?"

"Let's go out, you idiot! Now, if you meet another girl, you'll die, okay?"

"But I have no friends other than you."

"Ah... no, it isn't what I mean. And we are not friends anymore, right?"

"I guess."

When Kim Ye-seul, who was embarrassed by Yoo Yong-han's raid, came to her senses, she scolded him. Yoo Yong-han made a surprised and happy expression, as if it was news he heard for the first time in his life.

He could be so happy even though he only knew the facts that he had foreseen. It was the moment when he gained enlightenment.

"Yes, that's right. I see. I will never forget it."

"Seriously. You’re such an old man."

Kim Ye-seul was fascinated by such a look, but she pretended to be cold-hearted because she seemed to like him much more.

However, from the next day on, she went out with Yoo Yong-han and spread rumors all over the neighborhood, thus securing Yoo Yong-han's safety.

The marriage between the two was very early. The wedding date was set as soon as Yoo Yong-han decided on his job. That was possible because Kim Ye-seul’s parents gave them a small house.

Her parents were very upright and faithful, as could be seen from Kim Ye-seul, who grew up well with a bright and cheerful personality.

Knowing that Yoo Yong-han had no parents, they embraced and told him to call them "Father" and "Mother." Yoo Yong-han felt that he was not even worth their sincerity and shed some tears.

'If it is to protect these people, I will try as much as I can."

He tried. He tried very hard.

So, the eldest son, Yoo ll-han, was born one year after their marriage.

"No, what kind of name is Yoo ll-han?!"

"Listen, Ye-seul—no, Honey."

"If you are looking at me like that, it will make me uneasy. So point your eyes down."

Yoo Yong-han seriously faced her. The child’s name, of course, had something to do with the prophecy. But he had great anticipation for naming the child, and even a little bit more obsession.

"I think the child's name is very important. This child will be the only one. He will save a lot of people and become a child who stands at the center of them. So it's Yoo ll-han, the only one. I definitely want to give him this name."

"Honey..."

Kim Ye-seul gave him a hug when she saw Yoo Yong-han.

"If you want to name the child... then do it. ll-han would be happy to know that his Dad thought that way."

"Thank you, Honey."

Perhaps she misunderstood, but it was nothing compared to what really happened to him.

He didn’t want her to understand and know the obsession he had about the name, or his affection.

Instead, he felt deep gratitude to her for making himself the father of a child who had been driven from the rim of the world. He faced his wife, who said, "But I'll name the second."

"Sure."

Did the two of them know that the second child wouldn't come in for that long?

However, Yoo ll-han grew very healthy, and he resembled his father, so his presence was too blurry, but nevertheless, he was strong without being discouraged.

But it was quite unpleasant to remain with the uninvited visitors who came to Earth.

"Ah, I didn't do anything to him. I still haven't... Honestly, this kid is attractive."

"You shouldn’t have done anything," Yoo Yong-han said calmly and expelled the Succubus Queen who had contacted his son. She laughed and stepped back.

"Is he really your child? Then it would be really fun..."

"I told you not to do anything you'll regret."

"Huh?"

"I personally gave a prophecy about your father. It would be good for you not to do anything on Earth. I told you clearly."

"Tsk, pretending to know everything, you still suck. But yes, for my dear prince, I'll be a little patient!"

The Succubus Queen was a monster belonging to the Doomed Demon Army. And she was just like the Doomed Demon Army, a woman who was full of herself.

She would not interfere much with the Earth, even for her own sake. The moment she intervened, everything would have been completed.

Yes, in fact, everything was as planned.

Yoo Yong-han designed it slowly while raising the child using the power of the four archangels of the Legion of Heaven, and the higher-ranked group's power hidden by their strength.

In the future, in contact with Akashic Records, several devices were set up in advance on the evolving Earth so that his son could rush to his predetermined fate.

"I'm sorry, Son. The years of hardship will bother you..."

He didn't doubt it would surely lead everyone to a happy ending. Yoo Yong-han moved and moved again.

"Gabriel. Your son, I had come to meet him."

"Uriel...."

In the meantime, he met a friend who he missed so much. And now he was able to understand her more deeply, because he met Kim Ye-seul.

"I've taken care of all the pre-variables and... I think he has enough records."

"How was it?"

"Uhh... It was so lovely. It would have been better if he had been my son," Uriel said with a single tear and added, "When everything you've arranged is over, then you'll pay for the years of making me wait."

"Uriel, that is..."

"Because the sin of making me an old virgin, the sin of making me play a spy among those scary angels is very great. That's why you don't have the right to reject it. You understand, Fortune Teller?" Yoo Yong-han's beloved colleague asked him with an expression as if she would cry anytime soon if he touched her.

She left without hearing his answer, and Yoo Yong-han sighed after a long time.

There were many minor problems like that. But, eventually, he succeeded in having everything perfectly prepared.

Finally, a cataclysm broke out on Earth.

His son was left alone on the Earth where time had stopped, and he was given enough time to awaken all his possibilities.

His beloved wife was sent to a safer place than anywhere else, where she could maintain the strength not to be swept away by the fierce war ahead of them.

Thereby, he finally returned to his full-time job as the fourth archangel of the Legion of Heaven and as the head of Sunset Flower Garden.

He controlled the war from the back of an invisible stage so that his son could win at the end. So that his son, who had been reborn as a great being, could stick a deadly spear into the heart of God this time. He again prepared for a reverse.





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