SSS-Class Revival Hunter - Chapter 372

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◈ SSS-Class Revival Hunter ◈

Chapter 372: Home Sweet Home (2)

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Emerging through the long light, I didn't find my own kingdom waiting for me, unfortunately.

It was a world engulfed in darkness.

"Whoa, what's this... It's really dark here?"

Darkness was all there was.

Taking a cautious step forward, my ankle squelched into something, sinking down. It felt as if I had accidentally stepped into muddy water. The texture of the darkness was akin to a mass of mud.

"That's because nothing has been created here yet."

[The Staff of Time Immemorial] spoke from behind me.

"This place is essentially bare ground where even the frame of a house has yet to be raised. There is no roof, much less built-in furniture. Netherworld Heaven, by clearing all those stages you earned the price of the land, but you have not built your house yet."

"So, I've become a landowner but not a homeowner."

If you think about it, I had struggled from the 10th to the 80th floor just to buy a piece of land. When compared to a 100-floor life, acquiring land meant I had already achieved 80% of life's goals.

Hmm. It's uncomfortably realistic...

"Where can I find an architect and interior designer to hire?"

"Sorry, but you're the architect and the interior design company. You're no longer a hunter who passively accepts quests and performs tasks. Well, if you still want to frame it as a quest..."

The mage engraved letters in the air with her staff.

"This should do."

Wherever the tip of the staff passed, white letters emerged.

[Build Your Own Kingdom]

Constellation: The Heaven that Gathers Wails

Difficulty: Undecided

Objective: Create a sanctuary.

I nodded.

"Sounds simple enough."

"Be good. Save the world. Help people. The most difficult tasks in all creation are traditionally expressed in a single sentence. So I only need to watch from beside you as you diligently raise your palace and offer comments here and there."

The mage sighed softly.

"There's one problem, though."

"Life is nothing but a series of problems."

"Right, but this problem needs immediate resolution. You usually leave things tidy before moving on... But it seems there's one bond you haven't properly concluded."

A bond not tied off? An unfinished human relationship?

Did I still have such a thing? After I danced the Cossack dance for Yoo Soo-Ha, I thought my relationships were so clean that they were practically bleached.

"Haha. You must be mistaken, I've settled all my affairs."

"In fact, I have been waiting for you to climb up here. Holding [that thing] back is manageable for a day or two, but it barges in and torments me every single day. I cannot endure it any longer."

Jjeojeojeojeok-

An ominous crackling noise came from somewhere. Turning my head, I saw a crack in the distant upper area. To call it the sky, the ceiling, or simply darkness was unclear, but a fissure had opened.

"Congratulations, Netherworld Heaven. You are now a famous and popular Constellation in both name and fact."

The mage stepped three paces away from me as if avoiding something. She wore an ominous smile.

"What's that supposed to..."

"In the Constellation system, there's a stalker that only follows the popular ones. You've attracted the attention of many Constellations, so unfortunately, it seems the stalker has heard about you too. I can't help you, but good luck."

Chwaah!

The crack widened, and pus flowed down. It was dark here, but the other side of the curtain was just as dark. However, the being that fell to the ground, covered in pus, was not black.

[Warning.]

[The Constellation Killer has appeared on the 81st floor.]

[The Constellation Killer harbors hostility towards you.]

The being had hair as silver as platinum.

"Are you [The Heaven that Gathers Wails]?"

"......."

The man with silver hair spoke in a voice familiar to me, but that was the only familiar thing. The temperature of his gaze looking at me was entirely different from that of my servant, who had reclaimed the name Kim Yul.

More than anything…

The man in front of me was still tying his hair with a yellow rubber band.

“…Leafanta Aegim.”

Constellation Killer slowly tilted his head.

Eyes as vivid blue as a newborn star looked toward me.

"Do you know me?"

Yeah.

You were the one left.

"I know you very well."

As the mage said, there was indeed one cause and effect that I had left untied.

The Constellation Killer is a slaughter doll composed of multiple bodies.

I once snatched the existence named Kim Yul from the Constellation Killer. To be more precise, I succeeded in restoring him.

The Constellation Killer originally gained strength by abandoning memories. He had discarded his past as Kim Yul. However, through trauma, I was able to forcibly see his past, and by peeking into the past this way, I restored Kim Yul.

Nevertheless, I merely created a new being with memories identical to [Kim Yul].

Still, a slaughter doll called Constellation Killer, suffering from memory loss, roamed the world.

Thanks to his S-grade skill.

[Puppeteer's Parade]

Rank: S

Effect: There once lived an old puppeteer in a world. The puppeteer feared being loved by someone. But they were not strong enough to endure eternal solitude.

"Let's create another me." The puppeteer thought. "Let the other me be loved. Let it live. With people, among people. And if it gets hurt--- let's throw it away." The puppeteer whispered. "Erase it forever."

Countless puppets lived.

Countless puppets were discarded.

This skill is a sorcery for the weak. The right to choose memories to keep and discard. You can create 13 puppets with the same appearance and abilities as you. When a puppet dies, another wakes up. Broken puppets can be repaired.

Granting you a replicated immortality. An assembled eternity.

*However, memories are not shared between puppets.

13 puppets.

A being that slaughtered Constellations day after day while continually losing its memories. That was the true identity of the Constellation Killer.

I created the 14th puppet, infused it with Kim Yul's memories, and named it Kim Yul, not Constellation Killer or Leafanta Aegim.

In other words, the thirteen puppets I had been unable to take in were still active somewhere, and...

"I'm sorry. I do not remember you."

And thus, he arrived here.

To kill me, now that my fame as a Constellation had risen.

"If you can tell me when we met, I could look up the record."

Constellation Killer pulled out a worn notebook from his pocket. I knew what that shabby item was.

A diary. An item Constellation Killer carries to overcome the absolute weakness that the puppets can't share memories.

Even though memories are disconnected, the sentences written in the notebook are shared verbatim with other diaries.

"No need."

I shook my head.

"We have definitely met. We shared time together. However... you won't find any record of me in that diary you're holding."

"Why wouldn't there be?"

"Because I met you in the past before you obtained that diary. A time you can never return to or retrieve."

"I see. You possess a time ability."

The Constellation Killer was calm. Despite my claim to have seen his past, he showed no curiosity at all.

"A troublesome opponent. I thank you for the clue about your ability."

"I know far more about you than you do about yourself."

"Everyone in this world does. It's not a notable personal detail."

The Constellation Killer wrote something in the diary.

I read the direction of the moving pen, backtracked, and constructed the sentences written in the notebook in my mind.

The Heaven that Gathers Wails.

Possessor of a time skill.

Able to know the opponent's past.

Presumed to have had contact with me in the past.

Reconstructing the letters was incredibly easy, and for good reason.

"......It's in Hangul*."

*Hangul is the Korean Alphabet system.

"Hmm? I don't understand what you mean."

The Constellation Killer's expression remained unchanged. Watching him, my heart clenched. He was using these letters without even knowing what they were.

To the Constellation Killer, these characters were likely [somehow naturally learned letters]. He used them when writing sentences that others shouldn't understand, when using his diary, like a personal cipher.

He was a displaced person who had lost his homeland. Having forgotten his language, he had lost speech, 失語. Having cast away even his own identity, he had lost existence, 失存.

Silently, I looked at the man who had lost his homeland, lost his speech, and lost his very existence.

Although he used the same yellow rubber band and the same letters from our shared homeland, unlike when I saw Anastasia and others in gym clothes, my heart was filled with turmoil.

"I have been pursuing you for 31 days."

The Constellation Killer slammed the diary shut.

The dull sound interrupted my thoughts.

"Since 31 days ago?"

"Yes, but every time I attempted to invade Lion World, an old swordsman who blocked my path was there. An old man wearing a black suit."

The Constellation Killer mumbled to the puzzled me.

"The old man introduced his alias as the Sword Star."

My eyes widened.

So that was it. Sword Saint Marcus had been absent, fighting the Constellation Killer without my knowledge!

During my 100 days in Babylon, I never met Sword Saint Marcus. Even my companions were unaware of the Sword Saint's whereabouts. I had assumed he might have gone on a solitary training journey, but who would have thought he was fending off the Constellation Killer's invasion!

『I wish to become your guardian.』

『As your guardian, I wish to protect your life and forever guard the humanity of those around you.』

Sword Saint Marcus's words about wanting to be my guardian were no empty promises.

He had become a palisade to protect us, a wall of Lion World, battling the invader unbeknownst to us.

My heart, which had been troubled at the sight of Constellation Killer, was filled with a sense of pride.

"I attempted to invade through different routes numerous times, but each time, the old man was one step ahead, blocking me. He likely had a skill to sense my movements, or a skill to detect outsiders trying to invade that world."

The Constellation Killer continued.

"Only now, after you left Lion World, have I successfully pursued you."

"That's good news."

I grinned.

"Because it means you ultimately couldn't defeat Sword Saint Marcus. And I am stronger than him. Constellation Killer, no matter what you try, you can't defeat me."

"A sound conclusion."

Constellation Killer responded indifferently to my blatant provocation.

"The Sword Star said that even if he were defeated, I would ultimately submit to you without fail. After receiving that information, I assessed your danger level as top-tier. As you said, with only this current body, I cannot defeat you [no matter what means I use]."

That moment.

"Therefore, I have concluded that I must [use every means possible]."

Jjeojeojeok! Jjeojjeok, jjeoeok!

The cracks already in the sky widened further. From the gaps, one, two, three, something kept falling.

And then.

[The Constellation Killer has appeared on the 81st floor.]

I witnessed that all of them were flaunting silver hair just like the first.

[The Constellation Killer has appeared on the 81st floor.]

I unconsciously pressed my lips together.

"......."

A total of 13.

Just one would be enough to wipe out most Constellations, and a match for Sword Saint Marcus. The slaughter dolls, all thirteen with cascading silver hair, stood up.

Thirteen pairs of eyes simultaneously looked this way.

“The Heaven that Gathers Wails.”

"...Ha."

"I designate you as a top-tier threat. From this moment, I will annihilate you with all my power."

f threat. From now on, I will utilize my full power to annihilate you.”

I couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Hamusutra would pass out from happiness if they saw this scene!"

The moment I grasped the hilt of the Holy Sword, all thirteen Constellation Killers charged at me simultaneously.

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