The Apocalypse Has Been Downloaded – Chapter 45

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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: JayM
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Six players knelt before me: Lee Han-seok, whose wrist I had regenerated with a skill, the bald man, the blond woman, and the three ordinary followers.

I had already enslaved Lee Han-seok. Now I just had to break him and offer him to Indikron.

I had decided to offer the three ordinary followers to Kashnax. Kang Ha-young had also said that she didn’t want to drink their blood, so I could offer them without hesitation.

The problem was the bald man and the blond woman.

I intended to make good use of them as slaves. The gods hadn’t asked for them, and they seemed quite useful.

“Mmm…! Mmm!!!”

The bald man, unable to speak because of the gag, had a swollen face and couldn’t even open his eyes properly. His entire body was covered in bruises that had turned a sickly shade of blue from how badly he had been beaten.

He looked like a bald Smurf.

“…”

On the other hand, the blond woman had become silent.

I wondered if her will had been broken by Ah-ram and Ah-reum’s beating, or if there was another reason.

“Hey, why do you look so down?”

“There’s… no… answer… from God…”

She had been abandoned.

The blond woman stared blankly at the floor with empty eyes. She seemed to be in shock from being abandoned by her god.

“Sigh. Hey, look up.”

I nudged her cheek, grabbed her chin, and looked into her unfocused eyes.

Her eyes looked like she had lost everything. They were filled with despair that would delight Indikron.

But Indikron didn’t react. He was currently anticipating Lee Han-seok’s downfall.

“Let’s make this easy. Don’t force me to tear your flesh apart and torture you. Just give up. Your god had abandoned you and ran away. There’s nothing left for you here. You’ll only suffer more if you resist.”

I offered her a realistic solution.

A proposal to become my slave and join my harem.

“Get lost… He will give me light again. This is… a trial. A trial to make me stronger.”

She had completely lost it. This was pure blind faith.

I wondered how long that deep faith would last.

“Eun-ji. Stab her thigh.”

“Yes, Oppa.”

Eun-ji, using Pain Amplification, drew a dagger from the shadows and stabbed the blond woman’s thigh.

It didn’t matter how she did it as long as the wound wasn’t fatal since I had Surging Flesh.

Stab!

“Argh!!!!”

The blond woman screamed and thrashed. Ah-ram and Ha-rin held her down by her shoulders.

“Now, how long can you endure?”

“Ugh… Kill me!! Just kill me!!!!”

“Why would I kill you? Eun-ji, keep going.”

“Yes, Oppa! Leave it to me!”

As I listened to Eun-ji’s cheerful reply, I approached the three trembling ordinary followers.

“Eek…”

One of them wet himself as soon as he saw me. He trembled like a human facing a demon.

“God… God… Please… Save me…”

Another one was still clueless, desperately calling out to the god who had already abandoned him.

“Please spare me. I was wrong. Please… I’ll do anything.”

One of them had his face buried in the floor, begging me to spare his life.

“Anything?”

“Yes. Anything!”

Slash!

The man looked up at me in disbelief as the dagger swiftly sliced through his neck.

“If you’ll do anything, that means you’ll even die for me, right?”

“Gah… Gurgle… F-fuck… Ba…”

Thud.

The man, his neck sliced by the ritual dagger, clutched his bleeding throat and convulsed.

“I offer this to you.”

I offered one to Kashnax.

I heard a few disgusting slurping sounds, followed by the taste review, “Flabby.”

“God… Please… Protect me…”

The man in the middle clasped his hands together, closed his eyes tightly, and continued calling out to his god. Of course, his god wouldn’t answer.

I placed my hand on his head as if giving a blessing to a young man receiving baptism.

“Go to your Lord.”

I just wasn’t sure if it was the Lord he was hoping for.

The man’s head melted under my Unholy Touch.

Sizzle!!!

“I offer this to you.”

“Argh!!!”

Another one was offered as a sacrifice, creating a strange harmony with the blond woman’s screams from behind me.

This one received the review, “Too salty.” I wondered when a delicious sacrifice would appear.

“You’re the last one. Any skills?”

“Eek… I-I’m good at… living alone… so I can cook well…”

“I already have cooks. Two of them.”

“Th-then… I… I’m… really good at… taking pictures…”

Stab!

I stabbed him in the eye with the dagger and offered him as a sacrifice. Pictures? What use were pictures in a ruined world? Even if he took pictures of the landscape, it would just be filled with dead bodies.

This one received the review, “Decent.”

At some point, I had started caring about Kashnax’s taste reviews. I felt strangely uneasy when she gave a bad review, even though I wasn’t really cooking anything.

“Phew.”

About three minutes. After offering three sacrifices in three minutes, I returned to the blond woman, and things had changed quite a bit.

The blond woman’s willpower had crumbled in the time it took to cook instant noodles. It meant that her faith was only that strong. No one could withstand pain forever, after all.

“Argh!!!”

She had wet herself while countless shadow throwing blades were embedded in her thigh. Unaware that she had wet herself, she screamed and then, seeing me, yelled in a hoarse voice while spitting blood.

“I-I’ll do it!!! I want to be a slave!!! I submit!!! Just please stop!!!!”

Thrust!

“Argh!!!”

Eun-ji, who had thoroughly embedded the last throwing blade into her thigh, looked up at me and smiled.

Even though Eun-ji liked me, she probably wasn’t happy that my harem was growing. She was probably expressing her frustration through that smile.

I was a bit worried that she was going insane along with this crazy world…

But Eun-ji was still Eun-ji.

“Good job.”

“It was nothing. Easy peasy.”

“Really?”

I gently stroked Eun-ji’s hair.

Then I approached the blond woman, who had lost quite a bit of blood, and healed her injured thigh with Surging Flesh.

“Ugh…!”

Even though Surging Flesh was painful, she just gritted her teeth and endured it, having already experienced worse pain.

“Now, lift your forehead.”

“Yes…”

She squeezed her eyes shut while trembling as if afraid of my touch.

She was so beautiful that she looked pretty even when grimacing.

Honestly, she was as beautiful as Kang Ha-young. Slightly prettier than Eun-ji. I couldn’t offer such high-quality goods as a sacrifice.

“There. All done.”

“Cough…”

As soon as the Slave Brand was applied, she vomited blood, just like I had when I was facing the God of Order.

As if her body was rejecting becoming a slave to an evil person.

She must be reacting this way because she was a follower of the good gods. I was a bit surprised by her more intense reaction compared to the others I had enslaved.

“Gasp… Gasp…”

She soon calmed down, catching her breath.

“Heh heh. Ye-won.”

“Yes…”

I gently caressed her cheek with the back of my hand as her pupils slightly dilated.

I would have to taste this one later to see what she was like.

“Now. You’re next, Baldy.”

“Mmm! Mmm!!!”

I held up a syringe before him.

“Do you know what this is?”

“Mmm!!??”

He looked bewildered, not knowing what the syringe filled with blue liquid I was holding was.

“Jin-seong. Remove the gag.”

“Yes, Hyung-nim.”

The bald man, now free to speak, glared at me and the syringe in my hand.

“Wh-what is that… poison? Ha. Do you think that kind of threat will work on me? Do you think I’m afraid of dying?”

Of course, dying was better than being tortured.

I ignored his meaningless shouts and said what I wanted to say. There was no need to respond to his noisy ramblings.

“This is a TS syringe.”

At my words, the noisy bald man immediately shut his mouth.

“What…?”

“Didn’t you hear me? I’ll say it again. This is a ‘TS’ syringe. It changes your gender. And I only have one. Once you get injected, you’ll become a woman forever.”

“N-no way… Such a thing…”

“Surprisingly, such a thing exists right here. Hey, think about it. We have zombies and gods, so why wouldn’t this exist? Right?”

This world was already more absurd than any novel, with zombies and gods thrown into the mix. So, the plausibility of such a rare item appearing was more than sufficient.

In a world like this, wasn’t a TS syringe just an ordinary item?

“Th-that’s… Ah. No… What are you going to do to me after injecting me with that?”

What else? Throw him to Ha Jin-seong and the other slaves.

Using a TSed person as a shared sex toy was common sense in eroge. This was the apocalypse, but the world was still fucked up. And the other slaves needed an outlet for their sexual desires. So, I intended to throw him to them as a plaything. He was a Monk, so his body was exceptionally sturdy. He should be able to endure Ha Jin-seong and the other male slaves’ torment even after being TSed.

Of course, I also wasn’t interested in him.

“W-wait. What are you thinking?! Stop! Please!”

He seemed to have read my mind from my expression and shuddered while trying to move away from me.

Fear filled the eyes of the once arrogant bald man. He realized that his future wouldn’t be pleasant if he was injected with the TS syringe.

“Wait. You might not have to get injected if you submit. I’m actually thinking about injecting Lee Han-seok with this one.”

Lee Han-seok didn’t react to my words about turning him into a woman. He just stared blankly at the ground.

On the other hand, Kang Chan-seok trembled and glared at Ha Jin-seong, Ha Jin-woo, Kim Il-woo, and Kim Min-joon standing behind him.

“Wh-what the?! You gays! Get lost!”

“Heh heh. Look at this baldy talking big.”

Kang Chan-seok stumbled forward from Ha Jin-seong’s kick.

I squatted down, looked into his eyes, and said.

“If you don’t want to be a slave, I’ll inject you with the TS syringe, gag you for 24 hours, and lock you in a room. And I’ll keep sending those guys in. Then you’ll be treated as a sex slave until you die. How about it? Want to experience pregnancy?”

“Damn it… I-I submit…”

I immediately branded his forehead with the Slave Brand.

And I gave the usual orders. He nodded obediently, relieved that he didn’t have to be injected with the TS syringe.

“Now then.”

Then, I stabbed the syringe into his shoulder and injected him with all the blue liquid, not wasting a single drop.

“Huh? Huh? Huh?”

He looked up at me blankly, as if he couldn’t comprehend the situation.

I grinned at him.

“Well, there’s no one else to use the syringe on besides you.”

It would be a waste to use the TS syringe on Lee Han-seok, who would soon become Indikron’s toy.

And there was no reason to use it on Kim Ye-won, who was so beautiful. Moreover, I had already become quite close to the Ha brothers and Kim Il-woo, so it would be strange if one of them suddenly became a woman.

So, the only option was the bald man, a new face. If the priest had been alive, I would have had to choose between him and Kang Chan-seok. Unfortunately, he was already dead because of the God of Order’s meddling.

Perhaps he was lucky to have died.

Anyway, since he had attacked me first, he had no chance of a good future. If he was going to attack first, he should have made sure to kill me. Humiliation was all that remained for the loser.

“N-no way!!!”

He screamed.

Regardless, the TS drug that had spread throughout his body was taking effect. His body began to change.

His muscular physique gradually shrunk, transforming it into a curvy, attractive female body.

His large frame diminished, his shoulders narrowed, and his muscles deflated. His body became softer.

He had taken off his shirt, perhaps to emphasize his masculinity, but now breasts started growing on his chest, becoming quite sizable. His ass also grew larger, and his hips widened into a feminine shape.

His bulging scrotum shrunk and then disappeared completely.

His rugged, masculine face transformed into that of a sharp, beautiful woman, and long, white hair sprouted from his bald head, growing into a flowing mane.

A woman with white hair and tanned, brown skin appeared before me.

The bald, muscular Monk Kang Chan-seok had become a woman.

“Ah… Wh-what is…”

His voice had also changed, becoming delicate and feminine.

“N-no way… This… can’t be!!! No!!!”

He thrashed and screamed, pulling at his newly grown hair and bursting into tears.

Ha Jin-woo, whose face I had healed, approached me while ignoring his outburst. His eyes were filled with a strong desire to break Kang Chan-seok.

It was the same for all four slaves who had fought him. They all looked like they wanted revenge.

“Hyung-nim. What should we do with her?”

“Don’t kill her.”

“Yes, we understand.”

I had at least turned off her reproductive ability. A small mercy.

And so, Kang Chan-seok, now a woman, was dragged into the men’s bathroom by the men. I wished her luck. I was curious if Kang Chan-seok would embrace her newfound femininity or if she would completely lose her mind.

Either way, she was finished. Completely.

“Now then.”

I approached Lee Han-seok, who was still hanging his head while denying reality.

“Hey. Look up.”

He raised his head.

His eyes were filled with deep hatred and rage. He hadn’t broken yet.

“You… you mentioned someone named Hee-sun earlier, right?”

“…”

“Who is that?”

His precious person. Was she alive? If she was, I would kill or rape her right in front of him. And if she was dead, I would have to find another way to completely break his mind.

“My… my wife…”

“Ha. Is she alive?”

“No. She’s already turned into a zombie…”

That was a shame. It would have been easier to break him if she were alive.

But then he continued.

“But… she said… she said she would bring her back… if I killed you… but…”

Tears streamed down his eyes.

Bloody tears.

“Bring her back? She’s already dead? Is that even possible?”

If resurrecting the dead was possible… I felt like I could completely crush this bastard.

Indikron, who had been silently watching, answered my question.

[There are several ways. But they’re all impossible for now. Except for borrowing the power of a god. But it consumes a massive amount of causality.]

So, it was possible.

Those good god bastards were probably planning to resurrect his wife in exchange for my head.

“If only… if only you had died…!!!”

Bloody tears overflowed from his eyes.

He glared at me with hatred.

This was absurd.

“Then, should I die for your wife, you asshole? Ah, whatever. Don’t answer. It’s disgusting to hear. You damned parasite. Trying to kill someone who was minding their own business. What?”

This was ridiculous. I was clearly the victim here.

I had been attacked for no reason. I almost died.

These guys tried to kill me just because we belonged to different factions, following the words of their good gods. And now he was blaming me?

Did I kill his wife?

“Hey. This tragedy is entirely the result of your own desires.”

“Grit…”

His twisted expression was so disgusting that I couldn’t stand it.

I would show him hell, this parasite.

“My Lords.”

[Speak. I’m listening.]

Indikron replied, and Kashnax made her presence known.

I asked them.

“His wife. Can you bring her back to life?”

If they had killed me, he would have gotten his wife back. But since I had won, didn’t his wife become mine? To celebrate my victory, I also wanted a reward from the gods.

As if sensing my desire, Indikron replied with a rare chuckle.

[Hahahaha. I’m already looking forward to it. Good. You’ve gained much from this victory. But you still need to pay a small price.]

“What is it?”

[The delicious despair that fool will experience. That’s what I want.]

I nodded.

That was exactly what I wanted too.

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T/N – Well I wouldn’t say I hadn’t expected this, but he really turned that monk into a woman, huh? Is f*cking a gender-bent man gay? I’m so confused. There’s a reason I stayed away from the gender-bent tags…

Also, we all know where that last part is going. If there are still some naive people who’ve gotten this far, be warned that we’re probably going into NTR territory. I’ll place a warning note before the start of the chapter in that case.

Also, I laughed at the food reviews Kashnax gave to the followers. Never change, Mommy Goddess of Chaos.

If you find any mistakes, feel free to point them out in the comments.