Chapter 193
Everyone's Disappearance
"Yes... please."
A transparent blue window appeared before his eyes, suspended in the air as though it were a natural part of the world itself, impossible to deny.
|Name: Son Jo Woo
Age: 18
Level: 1
Strength: 0.3
Agility: 0.2
Endurance: 0.2
Magic: 0.1
Darkness: 0
Skill: Necromancer – Rank D
Points: 0|
Arthur—or rather, Son Jo Woo—studied the window in silence, his eyes moving slowly across the numbers as he tried to comprehend the new reality that had suddenly been forced upon him.
"From this skill alone, I can already tell that all my techniques... have been weakened to match this body."
|Correct... and incorrect at the same time.|
Before Cain could continue his explanation—
"Son Jo Woo! What are you doing? Hurry up and get over here!"
A voice echoed from afar. Arthur raised his head with difficulty and saw that everyone who had survived had gathered around a massive stone altar in the center of the enormous rocky chamber. Strangely, the statues had completely stopped moving, as though they had lost all interest in them.
He noticed the torches surrounding the altar, their blue flames dancing with unnatural calm, creating a false sense of safety.
He tried to stand...
But his body betrayed him.
A humiliating weakness spread through his limbs, as though even his bones refused to support him.
"Damn... this cursed body."
He could not stand.
In fact, in its current condition, his body was weaker than that of an ordinary human...
Closer to the body of a helpless infant.
|That is because of the previous owner's fear.|
As he slowly crawled, inch by inch, toward the altar, he continued speaking with Cain.
'What do you mean?'
|The owner's name was Son Jo Woo.
From now on... that is your name. Get used to it.|
Arthur paused despite his pain.
'Wait, for the Creator of the Universe's sake, why do I have to change my name?'
|Because you are now in a developed world.
This body has accounts, relationships, friends... and perhaps a family.
It has an identification record, a Hunter license, and official documents.
Everything is registered under the name Son Jo Woo.|
Cain paused for a moment before adding coldly:
|If you go around shouting that your name is Arthur, the best-case scenario is that they think you're insane.
You will be detained.
And right now... you possess the strength of an infant.
Do you think you can stop them?|
Arthur let out a deep sigh.
'Damn... you're right.
Fine, fine. I'm the damned Son Jo Woo.
Now continue... why is my body this weak?'
|Because the original Son Jo Woo died from extreme fear.
Fear alone was not the reason.
There was another factor that caused his heart,
his arteries,
and the entire magic pathway within his body to collapse.|
Cain continued in a more serious tone:
|Before his death, he was a C-Rank Hunter.
A strong body, decent magical energy, and a fairly good skill.
But his death in that manner... and because of another factor that I will explain later if there is time,
destroyed his magic pathway,
causing his arteries to collapse
and his heart to be damaged.|
Arthur weakly clenched the ground.
|I was only able to repair the essential internal organs...
Enough to keep you alive.
As for the rest...
That depends entirely on you.|
'Damn... how pathetic I am.'
|Do not forget that all of this is your fault.
Had you not transferred yourself through that insane method,
we would have found a suitable body,
and none of this would have happened.
On top of that...
This world was never meant for you in the first place.
You are the one who forced your way into it.|
'Yes, yes... it's all my fault.
You're going to keep reminding me of that until I die, aren't you?'
|Yes.|
Son Jo Woo finally reached the altar, breathing heavily, his chest rising and falling violently. He felt the gazes of the others falling upon him... some filled with pity, others with contempt.
'Bastards... not a single one of them helped me.
I mean... the owner of this body was friends with most of them.'
As soon as he arrived, blue sparks began striking the ground around the altar. Then a glowing gate slowly opened—the exit gate.
While everyone else was busy arguing and shouting, Son Jo Woo quietly processed the situation internally.
'What did you mean earlier about my techniques, Cain?'
|In short:
You can use most of your techniques...
But only those that exist within this world.|
'Like the Great Dragon Form in Zhao Fan's world.
I couldn't use it until the First Prince appeared with something similar.'
|Correct.
But now... you cannot use it.|
'Do I have to wait again?'
|No.
The Great Dragon Form completely fused with your original body.
It is connected to the body, not the soul.
Unlike Necromancy.|
'I understand... I understand.'
|As for your other techniques—wind, lightning, fire, water—
you cannot use them right now because of the weakness of this body.
But once you become stronger and train again,
you will be able to use them.
Humans in this world possess similar abilities.|
'That... is good news.'
|As for the other laws...
The answer is yes and no.|
|Yes:
You cannot use Cthulhu's power,
nor the power of the Four Bearers,
nor the energy you absorbed from the previous world in its entirety.|
|No:
Because you still possess 50% of Cthulhu's power.
You can refine it to strengthen your body...
But do not use it as a massive explosive burst.|
'I understand.
Refinement only... no reckless expenditure.'
Son Jo Woo slowly opened his eyes and looked around.
Silence.
The rocky chamber... was empty.
The altar... was silent.
No humans.
No Hunters.
No trace of anyone.
"Damn... where did everyone go?"
Everyone had disappeared,
As though they had never been there at all.
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