I Made a Tier List the Transcendents Are Obsessed With - Chapter 1

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◈ I Made a Tier List the Transcendents Are Obsessed With ◈

Chapter 1: Multidimensional Transcendent Gallery

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Could loving something too much be a sin?

There was a famous quote from some internet streamer about that, but it probably had little to do with me.

I had simply loved a novel dearly.

A novel that, despite being cursed every day for dragging things out as a cash grab, had steadfastly completed its long journey at 3,750 chapters.

If finishing it was a crime, I was a forty-two-time repeat offender.

Because I had read it forty-two times.

It was not as if I had posted some massive feedback essay.

I had not written hateful comments, either. I had become one of the work's most devoted fans.

If there was one flaw, it was that I occasionally debated power scaling with other readers...

Still, I did not think that alone was a serious offense.

If anyone was at fault, it was the assholes who brought up arguments unrelated to facts established in the story.

Yet it seemed I had been punished.

I did not know what my sin was, but one thing was clear. I had been punished.

Otherwise, how could I have ended up transmigrating into an ordinary mortal with no abilities in a world overflowing with Transcendents?

It was already my third year.

I lived in a world full of Hunters, mages, knights, psychics, martial artists, cultivators, and more.

As an ordinary mortal with nothing.

* * *

"This is fucking awful. Seriously."

In a world where supernatural abilities and magic flourished everywhere, I lived as a mere mortal.

On top of that, I had possessed the body of an orphan in this world too, so I had no money, no connections, nothing.

Naturally, people treated me like shit.

Today, too, I had made a delivery to a neighborhood where ability users lived and had been forced to use the freight elevator.

Being treated like cargo was fucking miserable...

And after days like that, I only earned enough to barely stay alive.

In that cesspit of a life, this was my one pleasure.

[ Heavenly Palace vs Dragon Palace: Rank-by-Rank Matchup Tier List ] [139] Upvotes 718

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"It's blazing."

Messing around on forums.

It was an incredibly insignificant hobby, but there was really nothing else I could do.

Getting this much dopamine without spending money?

It was a hobby you could not find no matter how hard you looked.

Of course, this hobby required a few resources.

First, the ability to draw aggro.

Fortunately, I could cover that with the experience I had built up in my previous life.

Second, knowledge of this world.

I had examined this world forty-two times, so I had a perfect grasp of it.

Those two requirements might seem easy at a glance, but they were hard to fulfill.

Since I possessed both, trolling power-scaling discussions on forums was the perfect hobby for me.

-Anon*112.74) Ah, fuck. Why the hell are the Genosis ninth? Isn't ranking them below Humans complete bullshit? The Revolte Empire, humanity's peak, got utterly crushed by the Genosis Alliance.

ㄴAuthor) 1. The Revolte Empire fell mainly because of its civil war. 2. The Genosis Alliance Army occupied a Southern Hemisphere rebel garrison.

ㄴAuthor) Refute that with official records from the Akashic Record or individual World Tree data networks. Go on.

ㄴAnon*335.55) Totally cruuuuushed by logic lolololol

-Cheonyeonhwa) How dare you insult our revered patriarchs like this? Do you truly not fear Heaven?

ㄴAuthor) I never insulted anyone. If you want to point out something wrong, refute it using the Hall of Ten Thousand Spirits or the Heavenly Palace Annals.

ㄴCheonyeonhwa) You scoundrel, do you think the patriarchs will let this stand?

ㄴAuthor) They've left me alone for three years.

ㄴAnon*221.66) lolololololololol

ㄴAnon*11.59) Judging from their posts, they're a Human Realm Spirit Warden of the Heavenly Palace lol. They must have joined the Palace recently, their loyalty is insane.

-Hyeondo) I cannot understand why the Jinyang Jeokche Constitution is only sixteenth, fellow Daoist.

ㄴAuthor) According to the Hall of Ten Thousand Spirits, too few immortals with the Jinyang Jeokche Constitution reach Gold Immortal or above. It has advantages in battle, sure, but it has too many drawbacks in cultivation.

ㄴHyeondo) But is this not a ranking of strength?

ㄴAuthor) The ones who survive are strong. If you fail to advance your realm, stagnate, and get killed by lightning tribulation, are you strong?

ㄴHyeondo) Indeed, you have a point. I considered only temporary strength and failed to see the great Dao. My view was narrow.

ㄴAnon*16.77) Daoist types really do speak politely...

ㄴAnon*618.553) If their actions were as polite as their speech, ordinary mortals would not be getting their hearts ripped out and dying every day lol

"...I don't need to answer the rest."

I skimmed through the comments on my power-scaling and tier-list posts.

After replying to a few noticeable ones, the mood settled itself.

At least, no one could beat me in the public opinion I had built up over the last three years.

It could not be helped.

I knew almost everything about this world.

I could not know every small incident, of course, but no one matched my broad knowledge.

I knew the complete official canon of the past, present, and future.

At least until now, none of it had ever been wrong, and someone as insignificant as me would never create a butterfly effect in this world.

So, in power-scaling debates like these, the odds of anyone defeating me were zero.

...Of course, some people refused to admit it until the end.

That just meant they were wrong.

At least, I had never received a counterargument convincing enough to satisfy me.

"Ugh. But what do I get from winning this...?"

After rolling around in bed for a few minutes, reality suddenly hit me.

No matter how much I ranked those beings above me on some forum, I was still only a fourth-class Haedong citizen, a delivery rider. The next level down was slave...

No joke, my current life was a real cesspit.

Of course, after lamenting my life like this, if I found a topic that looked fun the next day, I'd probably end up making another tier list.

Without even that bit of fun, I could not see any way to endure this hard life.

My life before transmigrating had been much better.

In this world, powerless people from bad backgrounds were not even given a chance to rise to prominence.

"It would be nice if I suddenly awakened with a Ding!"

Of course, this was a world where a Status Window might not appear depending on the type of awakening.

Still, more than half of awakenings not tied to bloodlines came with one.

I counted to three in my head, then shouted into the empty air.

"Status Window! Status Windoow!"

...

Naturally, there was no response.

It would be ridiculous if there were one now.

How many times had I shouted those words since coming to this world?

So, I opened a can of beer and lay down to sleep.

Drowsiness came slowly with a pleasant buzz.

Another unremarkable day would end as usual.

Ding!

"...Ungh."

The sudden alarm briefly pulled my drifting mind back.

Of course, it was not the sound announcing that I had become an Ultra SSS-rank Hunter.

It was just a smartwear notification.

"What is it? I turned off all my notifications."

It was not like there was anyone who would contact me.

The only mystery was that I had turned off notifications for the community app and nearly everything else.

What kind of notification was this?

A hologram projected from my wrist.

The words on its blue screen gave me a rather unexpected impression.

"...A message?"

And no, it was not an MMS.

It was a message whose sender and purpose I could not make sense of at all.

[ Wow, you're Oz? ]

[ This worked, right? ]

[ What dimension are you even in? Why can't I track you down in one go? ]

...???

What the hell did that mean?

Oz was my username.

I had used it before transmigrating, and I still used it now.

The rest made sense, yet did not.

The dimensions mentioned here probably differed from the so-called zero, first, second, and third dimensions of point, line, plane, and solid.

In this world, where the concept of a multiverse was clearly understood, a dimension was more like a country.

N-th Dimension, ○○ Galaxy, ■■ System, □□ Planet.

It felt like a street address.

Of course, nobody actually felt a sense of national belonging based on their dimension, but still.

The concept of dimensions was not a secret, so even citizens of ordinary countries on remote planets like this one knew that this place belonged to the Second Dimension.

"...Another dimension?"

In other words, this message had been sent from at least one other dimension.

And that... made little sense.

The community I had been using until moments ago was a communications network created through the authority of an Absolute God-class Transcendent.

There were almost no ways for one individual to send a cross-dimensional message to another.

And tracking me, no less.

[ Hold on, I'll invite you. ]

But the message arrived faster than my questions.

Before I could even respond.

Chime!

Another notification sounded from my watch.

Then a new app appeared. Its icon was similar to, yet distinct from, the community I usually used.