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

Chapter 23: Time to Go Pick It Up

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Not that Transcendents knew everything, of course.

The lower their level, the more accurately that statement applied.

It was common knowledge that the gap between Transcendents was enormous to begin with.

How could a Transcendent from the Upper Realm who had only just ascended to the Great Heavenly World be compared with one with the divine status of a high-ranking deity or higher?

Lower-level Transcendents could be said to possess somewhat scant knowledge compared to high-ranking deities.

...However, most members of the Transcendent Gallery were at least of a certain level.

Since the Gallery itself operated through recommendations and invitations, perhaps that was only natural.

S: [Azure Rail Demon God] Gorde, [Wraith of the Abandoned World] Terra Tun

Therefore, when it came to S-tier entities...

It was normal for most of them to at least recognize them.

-What the fuck are these two, anyway?

-They're still around? How? I thought this only listed people who currently exist?

-What is this? I was about to leave a comment, but it looked like I'd lose about a thousand years' worth of karma, so I stopped;;

ㄴI barely held back too lololololol

-Is this a booby trap or something, fuck;;;;;;

-Are the two in the post really still around? I'll ask while prepared to lose karma.

ㄴOz) Yeah. I only listed ones that still exist.

ㄴYou fucker, my karma!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

ㄴThanks......

ㄴYou took one for the team.

Yet many could not even recognize the two entities in the post.

Even those who did recognize them were horrified by the immense constraints of causality and held their tongues.

-Oz, have you actually lost your mind??????

-Can Oz really bear the karma cost of these views? It'll easily burn through hundreds of millions of years of karma.

-I don't know what this is, but upvote if it's fun lololololol

ㄴFor real. Seeing the old folks make such a fuss, there must be something here;

ㄴThe mood is completely fucked right now. Half the familiar regulars have left the Gallery lololololol

The relatively younger Transcendents only had a rough grasp of the situation.

Judging by the other reactions alone, it was clearly information that was not easily found.

S - [Azure Rail Demon God] Gorde

Born into the Demon God race, Gorde possessed spirituality beyond the Transcendent level from birth.

By ■■■■ing ■■■ at ■■■■■, Gorde harmonized with the world.

Two of Gorde's 127 avatar bodies are currently alive. Of the two, ■■■ is stranded in a spatial rift of the Old World.

The other avatar body has been sealed in slumber for roughly 17.3 billion years. The moment it awakens, it will become a law.

S - [Wraith of the Abandoned World] Terra Tun

A remnant soul of the Old World.

Terra Tun currently survives, but cannot exert any influence on the present world.

To avoid eternal annihilation, Terra Tun sealed itself upon the throne of the Old World, but for the sin of escaping ■■■'s gaze, its soul and spirituality were stripped apart.

All myths and narratives that had belonged to Terra Tun were taken away, leaving it a wraith, but every memory remains intact.

If there is a kindhearted soul who feels sorry for its entire story, head to ■■■■■ and have your body seized.

You will experience pain beyond eternal annihilation, but Terra Tun will be able to revive.

Even repeating the contents of the post exposed one to the effects of causality, and censorship filters had even been added on top of that.

Faced with its eerie contents and the curiosity of encountering an unknown most had not experienced since transcending, the Gallery members tried somehow to avoid the effects of causality as they continued questioning Oz, but...

[ I think I've answered enough by now ] - Oz

About a year, maybe. It could be sooner than that.

Anyway, I'm leaving the Gallery for a while.

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Comments (4553)

-What the fuck, did Oz really leave like that?

-They're just a crazy bitch......

ㄴWatch your mouth lol. This really doesn't feel normal.

-I don't think we should try to find out who Oz really is......

-You bastards who sent Oz genital pics of your avatar bodies by DM, upvote if you're scared lololololol

ㄴ(Sweating emoticon)

ㄴWe should've known from the moment No Existence had that mental breakdown......

ㄴFor real. Even if this place is full of top-ranking beings, do you think actual apex beings are a fucking joke?

-But what are we supposed to do for a year?

ㄴWe'll have to rehash this bait again and again......

-I can't even imagine how much karma Oz has saved up, seriously.

-But does nobody really know who Oz is?

ㄴIf the old-fart regulars can't figure it out, who can?

ㄴEven if someone does, they can't say anything lol. Looking at the mood right now, causality will rip their scalps off.

-WanderMerch) I'm so scared right now......

ㄴUpvote if this bastard is actually insane lololololol

ㄴHow did you even bring Oz here...?

ㄴFor real, it makes no sense. What the hell did you do?

ㄴThis is the number one mystery in Gallery history lololololol

In the end, Oz declared a break and left right away, leaving everyone dumbfounded.

All that remained was the aftermath of the information that had been released.

And intense questions about Oz's identity.

* * *

Time seemed to pass quite quickly.

There were only a handful of daily tasks. The days piled up through their repetition.

Perhaps it was because I dreamed of practical immortality despite living a life that would not even reach a hundred years.

I could understand why the Transcendents' sense of time had become so warped.

Even when I occasionally checked the Gallery, the excitement had not died down. People were still spinning theories as though it had happened yesterday.

...That was partly intentional.

Still, there were aspects that remained unchanged even amid that repetitive routine, and I could not help finding them somewhat strange.

I still could not fully empathize with them.

Knock, knock, knock.

At that moment, I opened the door at the sound of knocking.

"Oh, you're here? Strip."

"...Yes."

The Inner Tower of the Winter Tree Mage Tower, a private room assigned to mages.

A mage naturally ordered the assistant who had entered, and the assistant obediently removed her clothes.

She sat still with her fair back exposed, and the mage slowly approached from behind...

Put that way, it sounded like an incredibly indecent situation, but in truth, it was nothing like an improper relationship forced through intimidation.

I had no such intentions whatsoever. Wendy and I had become far too used to this process by now to feel any embarrassment.

I naturally moved into position, then spoke as I looked at her exposed back.

"Now you just strip without a second thought."

"Th-that sounds weird when you say it!"

Wendy let out a small cry, her face flushing. She looked back with a little embarrassment, but still without much hesitation.

"At first, you made me out to be some kind of bad guy."

"...Of course I was flustered. You suddenly told me to take my clothes off."

I vividly remembered that first situation.

At my words telling her to take off her clothes, Wendy's face had abruptly changed color, dozens of conflicted thoughts flashing through her mind.

I had only told her the truth when her face had gradually filled with distress.

"Seriously, don't play jokes like that..."

Splash.

Wendy grumbled once and adjusted her posture, splashing water from the bath.

This space was a small bath I had set up.

A tub barely large enough for one or two people.

If Wendy knew what filled it, she would be aghast even while sitting in it.

She could feel the effects herself, but I had not told her the details.

'This really is the height of luxury.'

The liquid filling the tub was high-grade spirit milk.

Spirit milk so rare that it was difficult to find not only in the Lower Realm, but even in the Upper Realm.

Of course, the entire bath was not undiluted. Only a few drops had been diluted into the water...

Even a few drops of spirit milk like this would be treated as a sect's or family's treasure in the Upper Realm.

Wendy was enjoying extravagant luxury.

She had bathed like this for over half a year, and the person who had brought it was even tending to her bath.

Splash.

"Mmmh..."

She shivered at the warmth of water poured over her back and my hands kneading her shoulders.

This, too, was the result of growing accustomed to the process.

Before, she would nearly have a fit if I merely touched her.

"Ugh... Ngh..."

I could feel the mana I sent into her through contact mixing within her body.

It was the process of breaking through the seals inside her that had been affected by the soul restriction.

"Ugh... Hah..."

After letting out a string of pained groans, Wendy lowered her head once the entire process was complete.

As though her body had reached its limit, she panted heavily, sending ripples across the surface of the bath.

"That's it for today. There aren't many sessions left now."

"Uuugh... How many?"

"Three or four? You should probably break through the barrier by then. You won't have to bring a handgun every time you go out anymore."

Though she pouted slightly at that, her face was filled with anticipation.

She had once been unsure whether she would even be able to handle Concept Magic in her lifetime.

"Master, are things going well for you?"

"Are you asking whether I'm doing well?"

"No, no, no... That's not it. I just hope things go well for you..."

Panic filled her face as she hastily waved her hands.

I stroked her hair, slightly damp from the steam, and nodded.

"They're going well, kid. So well that it's a little surprising. Get dressed."

"...Mmkay."

As I turned around, Wendy used magic to dry herself and get dressed.

I poured two cups of yellow spirit tea from the mana pot, set one on the table, and drank the other.

"Phew..."

The medicinal effect spreading throughout my body was considerable, but I could endure it without much difficulty.

Wendy's whole body was like a cramped, completely sealed room. That was why she could not benefit much from it.

"Soon."

The mana stars within my body.

Their number had already risen to six.

I had achieved that roughly four months ago. My initial estimate had certainly been one year.

Now, 7-Star was within reach.

Several mystical treasures had helped, but I had raised my realm itself purely through training.

...Of course, I did not mistake that for exceptional talent.

"Time to go pick it up."

It was also true that, thanks to my aptitude being better than expected, the plan could be moved up a little.

At my pleased mutter, Wendy, who had been sipping tea with a slurp behind me, asked in confusion.

"Pick up what?"

"My child."

"...???"

It was wonderful news, so I should probably tell the Gallery full of my "friends" as well.

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