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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Shio
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“Are the preparations going well?”
“Yes, we should be able to execute it soon.”
Inside an extravagantly gilded room, the man who bought Ungbak’s remains at the black market stared into space, engaging in a conversation.
“Speaking of which, I heard you lost one of your bodyguards?”
“Yes… it seems he met with an accident.”
“Even a low-rank Main shouldn’t die so easily. Let’s investigate this properly.”
“Yes, sir!”
Crackle.
A piercing sound resonated through the room, and the man straightened his kneeling posture, momentarily recalling the incident at the black market.
‘The guy had unbelievably quick situational awareness.’
His meticulousness, thinking about escape first even with a fortune within reach. His audacity, anticipating being followed and setting up a trap at the door. He even used mana over-inhalation to kill the Main, leaving no trace behind.
He desperately wanted to threaten and torture the innkeeper to get information, but…he couldn’t risk such a bold move near Mirinae Academy’s jurisdiction.
It would be like burning down a thatched-roof house to catch a single flea.
‘He’s most likely a student at Mirinae Academy.’
To vanish without a trace after such a commotion was practically impossible.
The only way to eliminate a low-rank Main and escape surveillance within a short time was to enroll at Mirinae Academy.
As he slowly pieced together the puzzle, a new possibility emerged.
‘Did he plan this all along?’
To kill a Main with mana over-inhalation and leave no trace meant he likely came to the black market specifically to hunt a Main.
‘Ungbak’s organs would sell well anywhere, so why sell them in the central district? He must have been trying to draw attention…Was he targeting me?’
The situation was starting to make sense.
He came with the intention of hunting a Main, drew attention, and struck a deal as soon as they appeared.
Why would he accept a large sum of money without any negotiation, even though he could’ve easily extended the bidding?
‘He wasn’t there to sell.’
His objective wasn’t to make money but to alert the Main to his presence.
And he most likely expected them to recognize his talent and try to recruit him, setting up the trap accordingly.
“But you made one mistake.”
He assumed that capturing a single Ungbak would be enough to make him act.
The result? He meticulously crafted this elaborate plan, only to capture a replaceable low-rank Main.
‘He would need at least a mid-rank mana stone to trigger mana over-inhalation…’
He likely tried to target him as well but failed.
He commended the attempt, however.
‘But eventually, your true identity will be revealed.’
The man turned towards Mirinae Academy with a confident smirk.
The seeds of the Mains existed everywhere.
‘You’ll have no choice but to reveal your skills.’
That day would be his demise.
With those thoughts, a sinister smile spread across his face.
He could already envision the downfall of Mirinae Academy.
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“It was about to begin.”
While the prologue of “Final Destiny” always played out solo, the main story branched out depending on the player’s choices.
And the academy was the place with the most branching paths.
With all the characters gathered in one location, conflict was inevitable.
As a game, “Final Destiny” paid careful attention to those details.
It constantly explored ways to keep players engaged and entertained.
‘Events like the Paramoro Solar Eclipse and the Behemoth Fist incident were bound to happen.’
These were “guaranteed” events, designed to keep players from getting bored.
Even if they were predictable, they added content and kept players immersed.
That was why he could roughly predict what would happen next.
‘What was the name of the 39th-ranked student again… Kim Bae-Seong, I think…’
He was almost certain that Kim Bae-Seong was already plotting something, targeting him.
‘He wasn’t at the training grounds, which meant he was back in his room, stewing and planning…’
He considered the possible events that could unfold immediately.
‘Self-destruction was the quickest option, but it’s too risky. He wouldn’t consider suicide either, since his goal was to eliminate me and take my place in Class S.’
Dealing with a predictable villain wouldn’t take much effort.
But he was doing this for a very specific reason—one deeply connected to the second hidden skill.
‘This might be my only chance to acquire it.’
Its acquisition conditions were incredibly demanding, so he had to learn it while he could.
‘His Mainification should be almost complete. He must be feeling invincible with all that power surging through him… In that state, the most likely event was…’
He narrowed down Kim Bae-Seong’s actions, eliminating improbable events and considering the most likely scenario.
A 39th-ranked first-year consumed by an inferiority complex, lacking proper education, specializing in summoning magic.
Targeting him and him alone.
In that situation, what could Kim Bae-Seong do?
‘Summon a monster?’
As soon as he reached that conclusion, Lee Seok-Hyun headed straight for the predicted summoning location.
The villains created by “Final Destiny” to induce tension and excitement in players…
They were nothing but stepping stones for his growth.
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‘He should be here by now…’
Kim Bae-Seong approached the exterior wall of the Class S dormitory, determined to prove his worth.
Surely, after surviving the survival game and engaging in multiple spars, Lee Seok-Hyun would be back in his dormitory, resting.
‘The security was pathetic.’
Infiltrating the Class S dormitory was the trickiest part of his plan.
However, simply telling the guards he was visiting a friend easily solved that problem.
Thanks to their lax security, Kim Bae-Seong was able to draw a magic circle on the dormitory wall without any interference.
‘The guards were probably just stationed at the entrance.’
He’d show them what happened when you let your guard down.
And when they figured out he orchestrated this alone, they’d be so impressed by his talent that they’d promote him to Class S.
Kim Bae-Seong continued drawing the magic circle, envisioning a bright future.
A mid-rank monster, the Daeporthan.
It was the perfect tool to showcase his skills—a terror-inducing summon specialized in self-destruction upon arrival, causing massive collateral damage.
In reality, the Daeporthan’s destructive power was far greater than he intended, capable of obliterating the entire Class S dormitory. However, Kim Bae-Seong remained oblivious to this fact.
‘I’m the best…! I’m the best! I deserve to be in Class S!’
Consumed by the immense power at his fingertips, his clouded judgment impaired his ability to assess the situation, his sole focus now on destruction.
“Done!”
He channeled mana into the magic circle, completed without any interruptions, causing an ominous black light to erupt.
Thump! Thump! Thump!
The magic circle shook violently, as if pounding on a closed door, and a crack appeared, revealing a massive, container-sized hand.
The surge of black mana was a clear warning to everyone nearby, but…
“It’ll be too late by the time they realize it!”
Once summoned, the Daeporthan’s self-destruction was unavoidable.
Kim Bae-Seong was confident his plan would succeed.
Proof of his talent and promotion to Class S—both were within reach.
He let out a sinister chuckle, chanting the summoning incantation.
“Come forth, Daeporthan!”
As he called out its name, a charcoal-black torso emerged.
Its body, constantly emitting bubbles, seemed primed for detonation.
Just a little more, a little more, and an unstoppable disaster would descend upon them.
But then…
Swoosh…
As if rewinding time, the magic circle vanished in an instant.
The Daeporthan, half-emerged, dissolved into black smoke as the magic circle disappeared.
Kim Bae-Seong struggled to comprehend how everything vanished into thin air within seconds.
“Wh… What? Why… Why isn’t it working?”
As he panicked, caught off guard by the unexpected turn of events, a voice reached his ears.
“Of course it wouldn’t work. You were a first-year trying to summon a mid-rank Daeporthan with an incomplete magic circle, pumping it full of mana.”
“Your skills are pretty rough, as expected of a beginner. You know the dormitory has its own defensive magic, right? Sigh… You wouldn’t understand it even if I explained it.”
Who was that? Who was talking?
Kim Bae-Seong’s eyes widened as he spotted the owner of the voice, his black-tinged pupils dilating.
His corrupted mind was starting to impair his human reasoning.
“Lee Seok-yun!”
He spat out the name that remained etched in his memory—the name of the extraordinary commoner.
“Don’t call me that. We aren’t that close.”
Lee Seok-Hyun walked towards him, a casual smile on his face, holding Ungbak’s severed head in one hand.
“Time for a lesson, Bae-Seong. You’ve been a bad boy.”
“You, a lowly commoner, havw no right to speak to me like that!”
Unable to contain his rage any longer, Kim Bae-Seong charged at Lee Seok-Hyun, but…
“United Will.”
Lee Seok-Hyun’s low voice resonated in his ears.
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[Shio here~!
Sorry for the delay, like seriously! Trying to adapt to college this week, I promise we’ll get back to the old release schedule sooon!!!]
ty for the chappies
typo at the end
Where did that head came from?