ABVSA 02

Chapter 02

Suhyuk had never really suffered from obsessive cleanliness.

Still, like most ordinary people, he believed that if there was trash lying around, it should be cleaned up. That was who Han Suhyuk was.

On the news or YouTube, there were often vile, shameless people who showed up, weren’t there?

Whenever he saw people like that, not only Suhyuk but many others would sometimes say:

“What is the Grim Reaper doing? Why isn’t he taking those guys first?”

People often said things like that.

But now, the Grim Reaper had become him.

He had gained the authority to personally carry a trash bag and clean up the streets himself.

Suhyuk suppressed his excitement and carefully examined the rest of his skills.

[Death Eye]
Allows you to see the sins of others.

[Judgment Punishment]
Sends sinners to hell and imposes eternal punishment.

[Hell Shop]
A shop where items from hell can be traded using points obtained by guiding sinners.

[Reaper Body]
The power of the Grim Reaper is embedded in the body, greatly increasing physical ability and recovery.
However, if the brain is destroyed, death occurs.

Suhyuk’s eyes trembled slightly with excitement.

He realized that the reason he had returned from death was due to [Reaper Body].

“So it really means I can do what I used to only imagine.”

He clenched his fist.

The first thing that came to mind was the man from the Cheolsu gang who had mocked him and stabbed a knife into his stomach.

The word “revenge” lingered on his tongue with a metallic taste.

But Suhyuk did not rush.

A Grim Reaper should not act like an impulsive killer.

He needed information first, and above all, he needed to consider how to efficiently wield this power.

“Let’s go out first.”

Suhyuk put on blue jeans and a black hoodie, pulled his cap down low, and stepped outside.

The villa district during daytime was quiet.

A chilly autumn wind blew, but for some reason, he barely felt the cold.

As he turned into an alley, Suhyuk spotted a man.

A tattooed thug dragging his slippers as he walked.

Despite the chilly weather, he wore a short-sleeved shirt and shorts, his arms and legs covered in crude tattoos.

The sight of him exhaling cigarette smoke in the middle of the street felt, to Suhyuk, like the stench of a garbage heap.

Death Eye.

When Suhyuk focused on the man’s back, something strange happened.

Black mist gathered above the thug’s head, and blood-red words appeared clearly, as if written in blood.

• Sexual assault
• Gambling
• Domestic violence
• Child abuse
• Threats
• Extortion
• Rape

Seven sins in total.

A beast wearing human skin, wandering around the neighborhood.

Suhyuk’s gaze turned cold in an instant.

His heart pounded.

It wasn’t some noble sense of justice.

It was simply an overwhelming urge to “clean up” the waste in front of him.

How should I dispose of this trash?

Suhyuk instinctively thought of [Judgment Punishment].

He had no weapon, so he couldn’t launch a direct attack.

Since this is an experiment anyway, let’s see what happens.

Fortunately, the alley had no surveillance cameras, and no parked cars with dashcams.

Suhyuk followed behind the man at a slow distance and muttered:

“Judgment Punishment.”

A dark energy began flowing from beneath the thug’s feet like a shadow, gradually wrapping around his ankles and gripping them tightly.

“Huh?”

Sensing something odd, the thug stopped and looked down at his legs.

But seeing nothing, he tilted his head and kept walking.

However, with every step he took, his legs felt heavier, as if snagged on something invisible, forcing him to keep stopping and checking underneath him.

He even tried shaking his legs off, but the unseen black force could not be shaken.

“Damn it. What the hell is wrong with me?”

Cursing, the man entered an old apartment building.

Suhyuk followed at a distance and walked into the first floor.

The tattooed thug was slowly climbing the stairs, gripping the rusty handrail for support.

For someone so large, he looked like he could barely walk, as if he had a disability.

Stagger.

His strength seemed to be fading; even a single step up the stairs looked difficult.

Eventually, he collapsed, gasping for breath, and looked down at his legs.

His thick, tattoo-covered legs somehow looked thin today.

No—it wasn’t just a feeling.

“Huh? What’s going on?”

He rubbed his eyes, but his legs were now so thin they seemed devoid of muscle.

Even the tattoos were distorted, and the pain intensified.

That wasn’t all.

The pain crawled upward, spreading from his groin into his abdomen.

Soon, chest pain followed, and he began gasping and pounding his chest, unable to breathe.

So this is the effect of Judgment Punishment.

One floor below, leaning against the wall of the first floor, Suhyuk quietly observed.

Since it was a quiet residential area during the day, no one was around.

Students were at school, adults at work.

And because of redevelopment, many nearby houses were empty, making the area even more deserted.

“Cough… cough!”

Struggling to breathe, the thug pulled out his phone.

But before he could call 119, he dropped it, and it fell down the stairs.

The screen showed only the dial pad.

Thud.

At that moment, his arms and neck went limp.

Is he dead?

In Suhyuk’s eyes, dark energy wrapped around the thug’s body, greedily devouring it.

It wasn’t just killing him—it was trying to consume his very flesh.

And just as expected, the body began to disintegrate into black dust.

No corpse is left?

Not only did the invisible force kill him, it erased all traces of his existence.

In an instant, the thug’s body turned into black particles and vanished without a trace.

As if he had never existed.

Only the phone remained on the stairs.

His expensive-looking watch, clothes, cigarettes, and lighter had all disappeared without a trace.

So anything directly connected to his body is erased, but objects like the phone remain because they weren’t fully absorbed.

Suhyuk smiled faintly.

The method of sending sinners to hell was absurdly simple—and clean.

There were no traces left, making it nearly impossible for anyone to suspect him.

A chill ran down his arms.

It felt… good.

Returning home, he finally began to realize what kind of power he had obtained.

• You have unread messages.

Opening them, he saw messages he had missed earlier.

• A sinner has been judged.
• The sinner has fallen into hell and is undergoing punishment.
• You have obtained 10 Hell Points as a reward.
• You have leveled up.
• You have obtained 10 Hell Points from the level-up reward.
• Hell Shop has been unlocked.

[Name] Han Suhyuk
[Class] Hell Reaper
[Level] 2
[Status] Mark of Hell
[Skills]

• Death Eye
• Judgment Punishment
• Hell Shop
• Reaper Body
  [Hell Points] 20

Just by dealing with one person, he had already reached level 2.

Leveling up had been this easy?

For most other Awakened individuals, early progression was extremely difficult, requiring guilds or association support.

But Suhyuk had simply tested his skill and happened to find a sinner, then used Judgment Punishment—and leveled up effortlessly.

“Irregular.”

Unlike other Awakened individuals, his power was fundamentally different.

He did not hunt monsters—he hunted sinners to grow stronger.

And there was no need to risk entering gates.

Then there was the message that the Hell Shop had been unlocked.

Did Awakened abilities even include shops?

With so many types of abilities, there might be some with shop systems, but at least in common knowledge, there were no Awakened with such a system.

“Hell Shop.”

As he muttered it, a holographic window appeared before him, different from the status window.

Its red-and-black design evoked hell itself, as if it were dripping with blood.

“It’s a shop… but there are only four items.”

[Items]

• Reaper’s Robe
• Reaper’s Scythe
• Soul Compass
• Locked
• Locked

[Skills]

• Reaper’s Walk
• Locked
• Locked

Only four available entries.

The ones marked “Locked” likely required certain conditions to unlock.

“Probably level, Hell Points, or the number of sinners sent to hell.”

He recalled typical game mechanics.

Such systems usually unlocked gradually with progression.

No need to overthink it yet.

Suhyuk first checked item details.

[Reaper’s Robe]
Armor bound to the Reaper.
Hides the Reaper’s appearance (invisibility).
Required: 10 Hell Points

[Reaper’s Scythe]
A weapon bound to the Reaper.
Appears only when summoned by the Reaper.
Required: 10 Hell Points

[Soul Compass]
Points toward sinners (within 10 meters).
Required: 20 Hell Points

His mouth fell slightly open.

These items were absurdly powerful.

Especially the [Reaper’s Robe]—it was a must-buy.

“Only 10 Hell Points for this?”

Calling it generous would not be an exaggeration.

However, Suhyuk did not immediately purchase it.

There was still an unexamined skill category.

[Reaper’s Walk]
A special movement technique used only by the Reaper.
Instantly moves to a point within line of sight (within 10 meters).
Required: 100 Hell Points