âWhat do you think a god is?â
At the foolâs question, I lowered my gaze.
The air had settled thick and heavy. The building around us was dull-colored.
I answered while looking at the cracked wall, shattered and split all the way through.
âI donât know.â
At first, it had been a question.
Now I had already arrived at my own answer.
âThings that pretend to be detached, only to end up pitifully foolish in the end?â
Long before the life I had lived, I already knew that beings called gods were not simply noble or great.
If anything, they could be more instinctive than beasts.
Or even more stupid than humans.
So I did not revere them.
I did not place them on some lofty pedestal.
Why would I?
Even now, one of them was crouching before nothing more than a human being.
âA mere human...â
At my words, the one before me let out a hollow laugh.
An old man-shaped something smiled.
âYou who look down even on the sublime. You are wasted on a thing as lowly as humanity.â
âWhat nonsense.â
I curled the corner of my mouth upward.
âIf I say Iâm human, who are you to decide otherwise?â
By whose authority?
Sorry, but I was human.
From the moment I was born.
And I would remain one until the moment I died.
âDo you not desire immortality?â
âWhat are you talking about?â
Where had immortality come from all of a sudden?
âDo you think ceasing to be human means you gain eternal life? Thatâs arrogance.â
It was also a ridiculous delusion.
âEven if the body is cast aside and only the mind drifts on, you canât call that immortality. Thereâs nothing emptier than that.â
âIf the soul endures, the body does not matter. You, of all people, should know that the essence lies in the soul.â
âThatâs exactly why it shouldnât be done.â
If the essence truly lay in the soul, then all the more reason.
âEven if you keep a soul thatâs been forcibly altered like that alive, do you think the thoughts and values I wanted to keep would remain the same? I donât.â
âThat concern applies only to those whose lives are finite.â
âExactly. Which is why they shouldnât become infinite.â
Even if one abandoned a finite life and chose an endless oneâ
âThere would be no meaning in that endless thing they gained.â
Because human beings, by natureâ
âAre only valuable because they live with death in mind.â
â...â
At my words, the old man fell silent.
Beyond that gaze, one that looked deep and yet somehow shallow, I saw myself.
A self whose soul had already been torn apart and was on the verge of vanishing completely.
âTo live with death in mind gives value... What a wretched thing to say.â
âOh, come on.â
I smiled when I heard that.
âYouâve got it wrong. You should call it radiant.â
âHah.â
In the end, the old man laughed again.
â...Yes. Radiant.â
Then his eyes changed within the collapsing ruin.
âAnd so, you who chose radianceâgodslayer who looked beyond infinity and sought another kind of worth. What is the ideal world you desire?â
An ideal world.
At that question, I answered without hesitation.
There had never been any need to think about it.
It was something I had decided long ago.
âA peaceful life.â
A calm one.
A safe one.
A life where I would no longer have to see troublesome things, and no longer have to stick my nose into matters I had no wish to meddle in.
That was what I wanted.
â...Hahahaha...â
Hearing that, the old man laughed into the silence.
âAn impossible dream.â
â...Thatâs harsh.â
It was the plainest, simplest wish in the world, and yet he crushed it that decisively.
I swallowed the sigh that almost came out.
Rumbleâ!
The debris began to fall in earnest.
As the whole place started to break apart, I ran a hand through my hair.
âI canât deny it.â
That it was an impossible dream.
Damn it all, I couldnât deny that.
*****
WOOOOONGâ!!!
âKhk!
At the violent tremor, Bow Ghostâs spirit form shook.
Pain flashed across her face.
Noâbefore pain, it was probably bewilderment.
âWhat is this...!
âWhy would you go wandering around in spirit form like that? Thatâs dangerous.â
Did she have any idea how risky out-of-body projection was?
Or maybeâ
âDid you just never expect I could do something like this?â
That was probably closer to the truth.
If she had expected it, she never would have shown up this way.
âWhat in the world... are you...?
âItâs nothing special. If youâd come here in person, I couldnât have done it. But when itâs a spirit form, reaching the soul is easy.â
It was called baleful force.
You could call it a curseâsomething people with spiritual energy launched by packing it full of resentment and malice.
If you mishandled it, it could affect even those who had no spiritual energy at all.
And the reverse was true too.
You could use it like this on people who did.
Soul to soul.
That was the force I had fired.
I donât usually use baleful force much.
It wasnât the sort of power you wanted to rely on.
The very act of hurling a curse loaded karma onto you, and there was never anything good about using it recklessly.
That was why I generally avoided it.
Still, this was one of those times.
Right now, I needed it.
...Though there is one thing bothering me.
Just how far above the ordinary was someone like Bow Ghost?
If she turned out to be beyond what I expected, this was a gamble.
From what I could see, though, that didnât seem likely.
[Hahahahaha...!]
The Heavenly Demonâs laughter rang out.
The Divine Sword at my waist trembled.
[I didnât expect this. Truly remarkable. To think even I would fail to see it....]
His voice was full of admiration.
It irritated me more than it should have, the way it rippled against my ear.
[I never imagined you were capable of this much. How did you hide it all this time?]
How else?
I just hid it.
From my past life right up to now.
Thereâs nothing good about having high spiritual energy.
Evil ghosts, spirit-form manifestations, immortals, even higher godsâthey all took interest.
That was what my body and soul were like.
A damned body that could draw the attention of beings people called sublime.
âKhk... Ngh...!
Bow Ghost resisted.
It looked like she was trying to push back against the baleful force I had fired into her, butâ
âThat wonât work.â
Crackleâ!
â...!!!
Her spirit form shook even harder.
âItâs useless. Iâve already gotten in.â
âWhat...!
âThe baleful force has already burrowed into your soul. If you wanted to throw off a curse like this, you had to stop it before it got close.â
Out-of-body projection meant showing up in the world as your soul itself.
That was exactly why I had called it dangerous.
It meant direct interference with the soul was possible, and once that happened, resisting it became difficult.
âUgh...!!
âYou could do it if you really wanted toââ
Difficult didnât mean impossible.
If she insisted, she probably could manage it.
Butâ
Only if her control is better than mine.
If she was better than me at both firing baleful force and managing it after the fact, then yes, it could be done.
Butâ
No chance.
I was sure of it.
Bow Ghostâs spiritual strength was impressive.
But even so.
It only went that far.
By the time I had flooded her spirit form with enough baleful force to make it shake apartâ
âWhat... are you?
Bow Ghostâs expression was completely different now from what it had been at the start.
What was I?
It had been a while since Iâd been asked that.
For a moment, I almost had to think about it.
Then again, maybe I didnât need to.
âYou already know.â
My identity had been all over the place for a while now.
There wasnât much left to explain.
âI am Yoo Cheongilâs inheritor.â
The Young Sect Leader of the Azure Moon Sect.
âThe Hero of Henan.â
The one they called Moon Hero.
âAnd the youngest son of the Bang Family.â
âThat is not what I am asking...
âThat also means I donât need to answer anything beyond that. And this is a warning.â
Creak.
The ring over my heart shifted.
It was getting dangerous.
If I loosened it any furtherâ
The gods will notice.
Those lofty beings might realize I was here.
That would be a real problem.
Click.
I sealed my soul again and forced the spiritual energy back down.
At the same timeâ
âTake this as a warning not to meddle with me in this field again.â
I stopped firing the baleful force.
Or rather, I didnât stop it.
I shoved it all the way in.
Then her spirit form twisted as it shookâ
Popâ!!!
And vanished from in front of me.
âThat should do it, right?â
I dusted off my hand.
It had been a while since Iâd done that, and it left my head spinning a little.
The spirit form disappearing wasnât the issue.
I had only released what I was holding, so it should have returned to the original body.
At this level, though, there was a good chanceâ
âHer real body took some damage too.â
Bow Ghostâs condition probably wasnât going to be pretty.
*****
âCoughâ!!â
âMaster...!?â
Bow Ghost, who had been sitting there with her eyes closed, snapped back to herself and immediately spat out blood.
At the spray that burst from her lips with the cough, the old man at her side jolted in alarm.
âWhat is this...!â
â...Kh.â
Bow Ghost narrowed her lovely eyes and bit down on her lip.
The blood staining the corner of her mouth was strangely seductive, but there was nothing beautiful in what had risen into her gaze.
âThis...!â
Anger flared.
Then what swallowed that anger was confusion.
â...How?â
How had he forced her back?
And not only thatâ
âKh...!â
At the pain that shot through her, Bow Ghost quickly checked her own arm.
Something black had surfaced along the pale skin.
It looked almost like writing.
âThis is...!â
The old manâs eyes widened at the sight of it.
Without divine sight, it was something he could never have seen.
And it was close to a curse.
âMaster, how did thisââ
âWhat a vicious bastard.â
Bow Ghost let out a hollow laugh after confirming the curse.
It was a curse made of baleful force.
And worseâ
â...My soul isnât damaged.â
She had been struck by that much baleful force, yet her soul had suffered no damage.
The shock had been inflicted only on âȘ NĐŸvĐ”lŃgÒ»t âȘ (Official version) her body.
That was impossible unless the other side had controlled it deliberately.
The real problem wasâ
â...He controlled it?â
Not only had he adjusted baleful force aimed at the soul so that only the body sufferedâ
He had bound a curse to her while letting the soul itself slip past untouched.
What kind of absurdity was that?
Something like that...
shouldnât be possible.
It was completely outside Bow Ghostâs common sense.
She hurriedly examined her arm.
She tried to read the curse bound there, butâ
What is this?
She couldnât even read it.
The characters were unlike anything she had ever seen.
They were neither words from the Central Plains nor words from outside the martial world.
What was this?
She first tried to unravel the curse by force, butâ
Wooooong.
â...!â
At the touch of something vast and distant, Bow Ghost froze.
In front of her was a wall.
She had tried to inspect the curse, and instead a massive wall had risen to meet her.
Looking more closely, it seemed to be made of threads.
Threads tied tight enough that they could never be undone.
Those threads had gathered and become a wall.
The instant she saw it, her breath caught.
The emotion rising all the way to her throat was something Bow Ghost could not easily define.
If she absolutely had to reduce it to one wordâ
The sublime.
That was the feeling one had when standing before something that could never be overcome.
The instant that thought formed, Bow Ghostâs vision returned.
â...Ngh....â
âMaster... what happened...?â
When the old manâthe Death Kingâasked her with a worried expressionâ
âHis name was Bang Seongyeon, wasnât it?â
Bow Ghost spoke, her eyes shining with something sharp.
Cold sweat already covered her forehead.
âYes. But what in the world did that childââ
âSend word to the North Sea and the Cult.â
â...!â
At Bow Ghostâs words, the Death King recoiled in shock.
The North Sea was one thing, but the Cult too?
Before he could say anything, Bow Ghost slowly pushed herself to her feet.
â...It seems I need to seek an audience with a god.â
The thing that had to be done had become clear.
And more urgently than anything else.