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Chapter 1
Once a symbol of prosperity in one of the world’s wealthiest nations—South Korea—the capital city of Seoul vanished in an instant.
Buildings with names known worldwide had all collapsed. Roads were split apart, and corpses of both humans and monsters littered the ruins.
Watching it all through his blurry vision, Han Yujin let out a hollow laugh.
“Ah, fuck. It’s all gone to shit.”
Cough!
A splash of blood burst from his lips.
Wiping the blood from his mouth, Han Yujin downed an emergency potion.
[You have used a +9 Recovery Potion.]
[Healing Reduction Effect is active.]
[Healing effects are greatly reduced.]
Even though it was a potion comparable to an elixir, his wounds barely improved.
Maybe they were just that severe. The potion he had crafted by burning his soul barely worked.
“…Shit.”
Sure, he had always expected he’d die one day.
And this city too. Honestly, he never even intended to protect it. He only worked with the mindset that if people could be saved, that was enough.
‘My job is Enhancer. I can make others stronger—but I was never strong enough to protect people myself.’
But the problem wasn’t that just the city had been destroyed—it was that everyone else was dead too.
And even worse—none of this had been caused by some final boss or powerful monster.
“You… What the hell are you?”
Yujin narrowed his bloodshot eyes at the figure standing in the distance.
He glowed.
Yes, that was the right word—glowed.
Golden armor and sword, shining with light. Blond hair and pale skin—he had all the makings of a textbook hero.
Park Seungcheol.
A Korean-American, and one of the world’s strongest S-rank hunters. Despite being a latecomer, he had overtaken the forerunners in a flash.
Eventually, he even defeated the final boss’s right-hand man alone.
They called him a messiah, a savior of the world.
But Han Yujin couldn’t see him in a good light anymore.
The one who destroyed this city—
The reason Yujin was now dying—
It was all because of him.
“We weren’t even that bad to you, were we?”
They had treated him well, if anything.
Han Yujin had risked his soul to strengthen Seungcheol’s gear. Dozens had died for his sake.
And this was the result?
“If you had even a shred of decency, you’d throw that spear away.”
The [+9 Spear of Longinus]—Yujin’s masterpiece—was now buried in his gut.
Drip. Drip—
As blood fell from the spear tip, Park Seungcheol looked down at Yujin.
He didn’t answer. Just stared silently.
Yujin bared his teeth.
“…What are you, really?”
“You didn’t die in one hit.”
Finally, Seungcheol spoke.
Tilting his head, he looked down at the spear.
“Did you botch the enhancement?”
“Are you blind? Can’t you see the elixir didn’t even work?”
“That’s not an elixir.”
Thud!
Seungcheol tossed a potion in front of Yujin.
“Drink it. I need to check the effect.”
“Go fuck yourself.”
Yujin raised a middle finger. He didn’t care about the potion.
“What I want is an answer. Why did you suddenly turn like this, after pretending to save the world?”
“You’re so dramatic.”
“You said you were gonna save the world. Did that goal go down the drain with your last dump?”
“My goal never changed.”
He turned to look past the collapsed buildings.
There it was—a vast horizon, blown open all the way to the distant mountains, dyed in the red of a murderous sunset.
“To see the end.”
“And so?”
“They say whoever reaches the end has their wish granted.”
Smile.
Seungcheol—usually expressionless to the point people thought it was a passive skill—smiled.
He used to seem so pure, like someone without greed. But now, Yujin understood.
This bastard.
He didn’t lack emotion—he was just hiding it.
He wasn’t free from desire—he was overflowing with it.
He’d kept his mouth shut all this time for this moment.
“…You’ve been killing them, haven’t you?”
Silence.
“Every time you came back alone, I thought maybe it was too dangerous to save them… But you did it on purpose?”
“I had no choice. I needed the rewards.”
“You son of a—”
“You’re the same. You’re dangerous.”
Seungcheol looked at the Spear of Longinus.
“That thing pierces everything. You made it. The armor I’m wearing too.”
“Yeah. All +9s, fully maxed.”
“You’re too dangerous. So this is where you die.”
He turned away.
“You’ll go down as the greatest enhancer fool who ever lived.”
Boom!
A pillar of white light enveloped him.
The horizon warped, the air trembling.
[The final challenger has entered the Final Dungeon.]
[If they defeat the final boss, their wish will be granted.]
[If they fail, the world is destroyed.]
Park Seungcheol would probably win.
He had all the best items. All the stolen skills.
‘Where did it all go wrong?’
Was it when Yujin chose to trust him?
Was it when he saw Seungcheol’s absurd stats and thought he was a chosen one?
Investment failure.
That was it. A total flop.
But the real problem went back even further.
‘Being possessed in the first place.’
About five years ago…
Han Yujin had been possessed into this world—a virtual reality game called New Episode.
A modern hunter-themed game with almost entirely bad endings.
To reach a happy ending, you had to redo everything and create an optimal character.
Luckily, Yujin had managed a few happy endings before. He was a veteran.
But unluckily—
‘Why the hell did I get stuck in this trash character?’
Out of all the ones he made, he’d ended up as a half-baked support class: the Enhancement Sorcerer.
No real combat power. All he could do was upgrade other people’s weapons and items.
Worse still—his class was [Enhancer of Souls], which meant every enhancement consumed part of his soul.
‘I could eventually enhance everything in an area at once, but…’
It cost lifespan.
That’s why he’d chosen carefully.
He thought Park Seungcheol was the best investment.
A messiah-level talent, the perfect personality.
Except now, this was the result.
‘Investment failure. More like delisting.’
Was this the end?
In order to return to the real world, he had to achieve a clear reward—granting a wish.
“…No way I’m dying like this. Not when I’m this pissed off.”
Han Yujin opened his status window.
[Status Window]
Name: Han Yujin
Class: Enhancer of Souls
Trait: Absolute Probability (plus 59 others)
Unique Skills: Soul Enhancement, Probability Manipulation…
Soul energy too low to view remaining abilities.
Remaining Soul Energy: 10%. If depleted, you will die.
He was a disposable support character.
Because enhancing consumed soul energy.
Powerful—but unsustainable.
‘I’ve got about five years left anyway.’
Time to burn it all.
Where?
[Would you like to enhance your class?]
Into his own class.
He’d never done it before because it required unknown amounts of soul.
But now?
“I’m doing it.”
[Enhancing class…]
[Trait ‘Absolute Probability’ activated.]
[Enhancement successful.]
[Soul consumed.]
Flash!
A white light filled his vision.
Then—
[Enhanced Class: Soul Enhancer (Enhanced)]
You can now enhance anything using soul or mana. Mana has equivalent enhancement value to soul!
“…You’ve gotta be fucking kidding me.”
This was the result?
It wasn’t bad—it was insanely good.
Too good.
Not even soul or inner energy—mana.
Mana, which could be restored infinitely.
‘All I need is a mana potion now?’
The class’s only weakness was gone.
“Ha… hahaha…”
Unbelievable.
Why hadn’t he tried this before?
[You have achieved a great milestone.]
[Remaining lifespan: 1 day.]
“…Now you give me power?”
It was too late for regret.
But now that soul didn’t matter, he had no fear.
He had more than enough mana to enhance anything—even the whole damn city.
‘With this, maybe I can screw that bastard over just once—’
Rumble.
Suddenly, the earth and sky trembled.
Either the dungeon was going berserk—or the final boss had been defeated.
Han Yujin assumed the latter.
“Did he beat it?”
But then—
RUMBLE.
Another tremor. A deep, dreadful feeling swept over him.
No… don’t tell me…
[Result of challenge being calculated.]
[Challenger: Park Seungcheol (Deceased)]
[Result: Failure.]
“…What the fuck?!”
Han Yujin shot up, not even feeling his wounds.
That message was too absurd.
Failure? Even with all that gear?
“You useless son of a bitch!”
Bang!
He punched the ground in fury.
Failure?
Not even mutual destruction?
“If I were him… hell, if I had been possessed into someone like Park Seungcheol—”
He would’ve won easily.
With his current power, even the final boss wouldn’t have stood a chance.
He looked up.
A sky once filled with clouds had gone pitch-black.
And now, towering over all life, a grotesque being emerged.
[The Demon King has descended.]
A creature born solely to destroy the world.
Once released from the dungeon, it becomes invincible.
“You stupid bastard.”
The Demon King turned toward Han Yujin.
[%*@!ㅃ%!]
[You will die instantly.]
His vision turned crimson.
But he didn’t die right away.
His enhanced class kept his soul from being instantly obliterated.
[Instant death denied.]
[First-ever achievement unlocked.]
[…?]
The Demon King hesitated.
Han Yujin coughed blood.
Not much longer now—
Before he went, though—
“You fucking idiot.”
He looked at Park Seungcheol, now a crushed, twitching body in the Demon King’s hand.
And raised his middle finger.
“Choke on this.”
[Enhancing middle finger.]
His finger gleamed with divine light.
At the same time, the spear glowed once more—
CRACK!
The Demon King’s hand smashed him into the ground.
[Survived 10 seconds against the Demon King — Success*&!%@!]
[Landed a critical hit with enhanced middle finger.]
[You have achieved a great feat.]
[First to achieve two major feats.]
[Bad Ending: Price of Incompetence]
Just before losing consciousness—
[You have reached an ending.]
[Searching for suitable candidate…]
[Candidate found.]
[Beginning 2nd round.]
‘…What the hell?’
Before he could even comprehend—
[Best of luck.]
Han Yujin’s world went dark.
