Chapter 95
A Strange Encounter (1)
With the appearance of those messages, the pain gnawing at Arthur's body lessened—but it did not disappear completely.
Exhaustion and overwhelming fatigue still weighed him down, as though his bones were made of lead. Blood slipped quietly from his mouth, a few drops—yet enough to remind him of the price he had paid.
All eyes were on him.
The Absolute Throne…
had split in half and was completely destroyed.
The scenario had been forcibly terminated.
The Dokkaebi was boiling with rage. His hatred and resentment were directed straight at Arthur and Kim Dokja.
If not for those two, someone would have claimed the Absolute Throne, and everything would have gone according to plan.
But because of an annoying reader and a mad, demonic bastard… everything had been ruined.
Kim Dokja smiled as he looked at Arthur.
Arthur raised his hand, flashing a victory sign, wearing that gentle, angelic smile that did not suit his actions from moments ago in the slightest.
One of the crowd stood up and shouted in panic:
"What happens now?!"
{Nothing but ruin and destruction.
And all you can do… is blame that bastard who ruined everything.}
Arthur smiled brightly.
"The last thing I care about is your blame, you idiot. Get lost and crawl back to your mother, you little brat. This great one is already tired of babysitting."
The Dokkaebi glared at Arthur with even greater anger, but said nothing this time. Instead, he raised his hand and snapped his fingers.
Yellow sparks began swirling around everyone, wrapping around their bodies, devouring them one by one.
{Now… let's see how you survive without a leader.}
The light coiled around Arthur's exhausted body, then suddenly pulled him away—
and he vanished…
Just like everyone else.
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{{In the darkness… there is a place for those who forget.
Remember what happened, boy.
Remember your origin and your blood. Remember the truth, and break the wall you placed over your memories.}}
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With the sound of wind brushing against his face, Arthur's eyes snapped open.
His gaze was sharp, cold, burning with anger.
'What is happening?
Damn it… why am I angry?
What happened? Where am I?'
He slowly looked around, trying to process his surroundings.
He was inside an iron cage, placed atop the roof of a massive skyscraper.
The city around him was in ruins, and the air was thick with the smell of blood and rust.
He turned at the sound of screams.
There were dozens of iron cages, each crammed with people.
At the center, a larger cage…
Inside it, two individuals were fighting to the death, while others surrounded them—shouting, cheering, laughing with disgusting excitement.
At that moment, a red window appeared before Arthur's eyes.
{Sub Scenario
Survivor Activity
Category: Sub
Difficulty: C+
Conditions:
Survive in the ruined city for ten days by any means possible.
Consume three meals a day.
Sleep six hours daily.
Pay 100 coins at the end of each day.
Penalty for violating any condition: Death
Reward: None
Failure: Death}
'Damn it… another cursed scenario.
When will these scenarios ever end?
How long do I have to keep doing this?'
Arthur let out a quiet sigh, closed the scenario window, then lifted his gaze toward the clouded sky.
His eyes looked tired…
drained.
'This damned body is far too weak.
It hasn't recovered from the damage of channeling the constellations' power.'
He clenched his fist.
'I have to survive… but…
why?
What reason do I have to live?
What is my dream?
What is my true goal?
Am I just a killing tool?
A mad demonic monster?
Or… a good human?
Am I…'
{A large number of constellations are displeased by the sight of the iron cages and the brutality on display.}
'Not just you… even I am.'
With that thought, Arthur suddenly felt a hand touching his leg—pressing against it in a disturbingly soft way.
His eyes snapped open.
It was an older man, drool dripping from his mouth, his eyes sickly, clutching Arthur's leg with clear lust.
{A constellation who enjoys gender transformation is pleased by the scene.}
Arthur looked at him with cold indifference.
"Why don't you come down here…
and let me cut your neck, you pig of a constellation?"
{The constellation who enjoys gender transformation looks at you and smiles at your helplessness.}
Arthur slowly smiled.
"Oh?
You think I can't do anything?
Watch carefully."
Without warning, Arthur raised his hand, drove his fingers into the man's eyes, and pressed with all his strength.
He forced his head downward, slammed his jaw into the ground, and his fingers pierced through his skull.
The man died instantly.
"I told you… you stupid bastard."
Arthur exhaled, then stood up. He looked for his sword…
but couldn't find it.
Everyone in the cage stared at him in terror.
He ignored them.
He placed his hands on the iron bars and pressed.
The metal bent… then snapped.
Arthur stepped out of the cage calmly.
The people around the central cage were too busy with their bloodshed to notice him yet.
He searched for his sword again… then remembered.
'Damn it… I'm an idiot.
I put it in storage before I passed out.'
He immediately opened his storage.
His black sword was there.
He grabbed it.
At that moment, the others noticed him.
"How did you get out, beautiful?"
"Don't be afraid, we won't hurt you."
"Come… let us protect you."
Arthur stared at them with cold disbelief.
"Heavenly Demon… Arthur Narin.
A beautiful girl?
What the hell."
He burst into laughter.
Then he raised his sword and swung it with savage force.
His laughter twisted into a small, demonic smile as he charged toward them.
"Who are you?! Why are you doing this?!"
"Why are you destroying our beautiful human farm?!"
"Stop! The constellations love this!
We'll earn a lot of coins because of you!"
Arthur stopped.
He looked at the last man who spoke…
then smiled.
{Some constellations are waiting for your answer.}
Arthur raised his sword—and with a single strike, split the man in half.
"This… is my answer. You self-fucking bastard."
Then he continued slaughtering the rest without hesitation, without regret.
"Damned bastards… you deserve death."
{The constellation Demon-like Judge of Fire is pleased with your actions.}
{The constellation Prisoner of the Golden Headband applauds you.}
Arthur smiled with a strange happiness, as if seeing old friends.
"So you're here, guys… I missed you. It feels like I haven't heard from you in ages."
{You have been sponsored 8,000 coins.}
{You have received the completion reward for the previous scenario: 12,000 coins.}
Arthur raised his sword and began cutting through the iron cages one by one.
People rushed out.
"Go… survive this cursed scenario."
They thanked him through tears, then fled as fast as they could.
Arthur looked around.
Only corpses remained…
and the bodies of some innocents who hadn't made it.
Then, he spotted a familiar face inside one of the cages.
He approached slowly.
It was a girl with shoulder-length black hair, unconscious.
He observed her for a moment.
"Wasn't this girl there?
Isn't she… Kim Dokja's companion? Or something like that?"
Arthur didn't recognize her.
He had only arrived at the previous scenario at its very end, when he entered the shrine.
If he had been there from the beginning…
he would have known that this girl was—
Han Sooyoung.
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