Chapter 425

If there is Geum Tae Yang at school, then there is America on Earth.

No matter how many geniuses are born in India, they ultimately belong to America.

Even though she ranked 6th in the entire school, in her class she was only 5th; all that South Korea could do was blankly stare at the nameless that was taken away.

[(Notice) Nameless Service Termination Notice]

Hello, this is the South Korea Operations Team.

We sincerely thank the citizens who have shown immense love and interest towards Nameless.

Unfortunately, due to the judgment that satisfactory service could no longer be provided, we will terminate the service on December 9th, 2052 (Monday).

We ask for your endless warm interest and support for the newly launched No Name (Open Beta – US Server).

Thank you.

(2043.06.11. ~ 2052.12.09.)

[Comments]

– What the hell, give me back my Nameless!

– Is there a development company that can sink a ship while water is coming in?

– This feels like even America has gone too far.

– Secretary Murphy seemed like a good person, but who knew he would take Nameless away?

– They might have just gone for a mood lift, why the fuss?

└ There are hundreds or thousands of magicians around the world who couldn’t return because of that.

└ Voluntary confinement, wow.

└ Wouldn’t Geum Tae Yang’s infinite Na Denna be more appealing than some loser’s gaslighting?

└ The analogy hits home.

– Now “MRI 3,800 won (= 9,000 dollars)” won’t be possible.

└ I doubt even Nameless could do that.

– Even the name change was lively.

└ Oh, it was originally an English name.

The public showed various reactions ranging from ‘denial – anger – bargaining – depression – acceptance.’

There were those who denied reality and those who quickly accepted it, but the majority remained in the stage of anger.

Anger, anger, and more anger.

As time passed, and as news of the nameless from across the Pacific reached them, the chasm of regret deepened.

[Photo News) Nameless arrives at Washington Dulles Airport by invitation from President Newsom]

Nameless made her official appearance after two months.

Her first impression was much whiter than the snow softly falling at the airport.

White sweater, white wool scarf, and a pure white square beanie.

Her pale skin added to a mysterious ambiance, reminiscent of an Eastern Snow White.

Nameless descended the stairs with the escort of Secretary Murphy and stepped onto the red carpet.

It was a perfect rebirth after a long period of self-reflection.

[Live) Washington Dulles International Airport]

– Wow, what a crazy atmosphere.

– She’s so cuteㅠㅠㅠㅠ I missed you, Nameless.

– How does she get prettier as she grows?

– It’s not like she committed school violence, but she got into controversy for hitting a perpetrator, lol. I’m really starting to lose all affection for this country.

– She’s come back as an ice princess.

– What’s with the red carpet… they must have really been serious about this.

– Is everyone behind the fence there to see Nameless?

The United States is a relentless melting pot.

From the start, this nation proclaimed itself a multicultural country and has a strong tendency to make everything its own.

Just look at the transformation of espresso into the Americanos that Italians are in shock about.

The taboo of adding water to coffee has now become the global standard.

And Nameless has properly caught America’s radar.

As evidence, over a hundred reporters densely crowded into the White House briefing room.

The viewers of the briefing broadcast exceeded one million.

It was hard to predict that she would gain such immense popularity, yet the atmosphere was not one of denial.

Starting with her unfortunate background as a survivor of the Valpurgis Terror, proofs of mathematical challenges, news of a fan meeting delivered during the Cannon King live broadcast, and her final stand on the monumental task of vision.

For Americans, these were all things they might have heard from a news outlet.

Nameless already had enough foundation to soar high.

The rest just awaited the mass media to amplify the issues.

Just as the people of South Korea once delighted in Ham Choroong, America too was eagerly anticipating the birth of a young star magician.

[Nameless’ ‘White’ Airport Fashion Gains Attention, Carhartt Square Beanie Draws Public Interest ↑]

At the same time, the United States is a thorough capitalist nation.

All companies and media have calculated that her every move would carry infinite value.

Simply put, it means it makes money.

What’s the easiest way to earn money?

To make as many people open their wallets as possible.

To do that, one must first be famous and then become an object of aspiration.

Chanel showed this, Apple did it, and Tesla was the same.

Not only did Nameless leave a remarkable mark on human history, but she also lived a life of charity.

At this point, appearance wasn’t greatly important…

However, with the icing on the cake being exceptional looks, all marketing attention was drawn to one place.

At the request of Secretary Ulysses Murphy and President Montana Tesa Newsham, she was tasked with giving a brief speech of about three minutes.

On the occasion of World Human Rights Day, Nameless stood in front of a wooden table.

As the White House spokesperson stepped down from the podium, the Stars and Stripes fluttered lightly.

* * *

[I’ve never given a speech in my life.]

[It’s not a speech, just share your personal thoughts on human rights freely. Don’t feel too burdened.]

The spokesperson’s advice lacked sincerity.

How could one not feel pressure in this situation?

Compared to the pressure from ten thousand viewers, the pressure from a hundred White House reporters was beyond imagination.

I wonder how many are watching live.

With America’s population being six times that of our country, I estimated around one hundred thousand might be watching.

“First of all, I’m honored to have been invited to the White House to discuss the ubiquitous issue of human rights violations.”

As I offered the customary greetings, I pondered.

But if I were capable of persuading others with words, I would have had no reason to use force in my past life.

In times like this, being young really is a relief.

The moment I spoke a single word, the reporters burst into applause with pleased expressions, finding something funny.

I resolved to voice every thought that came to mind.

The speech would start with a question.

“Ladies and gentlemen, have you ever experienced a deprivation of human rights?”

An icy silence instantly descended upon the press room.

The selection of my first sentence was already a mistake.

But what I had already said could not be taken back.

I’d have to make the best of it somehow.

“There was a girl who was trapped in a virtual reality capsule since birth.

She could not hear people’s conversations.

All voices were distorted, and chat texts were garbled.

She could not converse with anyone.

The language processor module blocked the brainwaves attempting to communicate.

Every day, the girl faced a threat to her life in that narrow capsule, unable to eat, drink, or move freely.

During that time, her mother quietly passed away next to her.

So now the girl thinks,

There’s nothing I can do.

She feels powerless.

She loses the meaning of life.

This is what it feels like to be deprived of human rights.”

At that moment, I was almost tongue-tied with emotion, but I barely managed to get through the crisis.

As the camera flashes picked up again, I continued with the speech.

“For a year, my mother worked to provide for us, and after six years of meaningless repetitive labor, I endured a total of seven years.

Every person I encountered in virtual reality flashed SOS signals by blinking their eyes.

After seven years, I was rescued and was able to stand here.

Do you think this is horrific?

Do you think cases like the girl’s are exceptional?

If so, please listen to a bit more of my story.”

The reporters all covered their mouths and stared with serious expressions.

From here on out, I needed to clarify my important message.

“Upon entering the world, although it wasn’t hell, it certainly wasn’t paradise either.

War, armed conflicts, hate crimes. Countless people threatened by their lives exist.

They cannot hear the discourse happening right here.

Their voices do not reach this place.

Yet, they are undoubtedly sending out SOS signals right now.

But to whom?”

Individuals with problems cannot reach their voices to those who can solve their problems.

Those who can resolve issues cannot extend a helping hand to those suffering.

It is not solely one side’s fault.

“Some people say,

Addressing human rights issues is very difficult and can only be resolved by the government.

But this is wrong.

Human rights are easy.

Please think about whether there has ever been a single person who felt powerless, couldn’t resist, and lost the meaning of life in your school, workplace, or social community.

School violence, workplace bullying, cyberbullying, or discrimination based on race, gender, or disability.

Victims deprived of their human rights have likely been sending out SOS signals for a long time.

But to whom?”

To all of you.

“Every single one of us needs to become sensitive.

This is not about political correctness or censorship.

Identify what a distress signal is.

Just knowing someone might need help is enough.

If it is beyond your ability, inform those around you.

If a thousand people start to practice this, and those thousand become a million, and a million becomes a billion…

Can you imagine how much more developed our society would become?

The benefits of an advanced society will come back to you.

Human rights are upheld by humans helping each other.

Saving other girls is none other than your mission.

Thank you.

For saving my life.”

Indeed, I am utterly lacking in eloquence.

I wish I could at least be a fraction of Goebbels.