Category: Levelling Up the Fallen God

  • Levelling Up the Fallen God Chapter 9

    Overlapping Rift.

    To put it simply—an overlapping stage.

    You can only escape from the rift if you simultaneously fulfill two or more mission objectives given at once.

    So, what about the difficulty?

    Does it double when two stages are layered together?

    Of course not. In an Overlapping Rift, the rule that 1 plus 1 equals 2 does not apply.

    This is dangerous.

    Pinenes’s expression hardened after checking the missions again.

    [Stage: Escape], [Stage: Concealment]

    The synergy between the two objectives was the worst possible.

    Just moments ago, the party had been crossing a sky bridge with the tense feeling of walking a tightrope.

    But what if monsters suddenly attacked from all directions during that dangerous crossing?

    The odds of safely reaching the destination while dodging powerful flying monsters within the time limit would be close to zero.

    Thump, thump. Sensing the threat of death, Pinenes’s heart began to race again.

    If I mess up, it ends here.

    Pinenes’s body was enveloped in light.

    Enchant.

    That cheat-level skill he’d obtained was his only means of fending off the attacks of the crows flying in from all directions.

    Slash!

    Blood burst forth, and the scent of it spread into the night sky.

    As his sword drew a crescent arc, one of the crows flying in from the side was cleanly cleaved in half.

    The +5 boost in strength and skill temporarily turned Pinenes into a swordmaster.

    I’m strong.

    He realized it in just a single exchange.

    Speed, durability, flight capabilities—these crow monsters were on a completely different level than goblins.

    Besides, the second stage’s objective was stealth.

    He was supposed to exploit the enemies blind spots and survive the time limit, not face them head-on.

    [Time until dimensional collapse: 7 minutes 27 seconds]

    The problem was that, even knowing this, walking into the trap was the only available choice.

    How many of them are there?

    Caw! Screech!

    Suddenly, the number of crow cries surged.

    Having caught the scent of their comrade’s blood, the crows began to swarm toward the rooftop where the group stood.

    Unlike goblins, these things weren’t cunning—they were aggressive.

    The moment they spotted a target, they dove straight at Pinenes like hawks snatching prey.

    In that instant—

    “…!”

    Pinenes felt his body move on its own.

    His boosted strength and skill allowed him to perform feats impossible for a normal human.

    Clang!

    The claws of the crows rushing from the front only scraped against his armor.

    At the same time, a dazzling X-shaped sword slash flashed from Pinenes.

    Two crows caught in the arc burst into blood and tumbled down into the black abyss, vanishing from sight.

    Tch…!

    But the crow assault was far from over.

    They didn’t flinch at the death of their kind—relentlessly, they targeted Pinenes alone.

    Trying to withstand the attacks of these mindless monsters at the top of a building, barely able to maintain his footing, was a nightmare.

    Clang!

    In the instant the sound of metal rang out, Pinenes felt a burning pain on his back.

    A claw had slipped through the gaps in his armor and grazed his skin.

    I can’t move forward like this.

    There wasn’t even time to blink.

    The moment he leaned his body back, a sharp gust brushed his bangs.

    Dodging by leaning backward didn’t account for balance—it was a desperate move.

    But in a life-or-death situation, there was no time to worry about stability.

    No, I’m reaching my limit!

    Clang!

    Pinenes’s eyes widened at the unexpected metallic noise.

    His sword snapped just as he cleaved through another crow.

    Caw!

    The crow, impaled by the broken blade, plummeted below like a glitched-out graphic from a broken game.

    What…? My weapon…

    The longsword Pinenes had been using belonged to a mercenary who’d died during the tutorial.

    It might have been good enough for an average human to use—but in the world of Sky Islands, its durability was laughably low.

    Damn…!

    He realized his mistake a moment too late.

    In his first playthrough, he’d never used a “weapon from another dimension,” so he hadn’t thought to acquire a new one.

    A mistake born from the disconnect between game and reality.

    But in this world, even one mistake could mean death.

    Five crows lunged at the now completely disarmed Pinenes—

    BOOOOOOM—!

    A massive explosion rang out at that moment.

    “Guh…!”

    Pinenes instinctively shut his eyes.

    The sudden blast of heat against his face was unbearable.

    But he quickly brushed off the heat with his glove and opened his eyes again.

    The rooftop before him was now ablaze.

    Whoosh! Whoosh!

    And beyond those flames stood an old man, aiming his staff in Pinenes’s direction.

    “Behind you! Watch out!”

    So-hye, who had been standing beside the mage, shouted.

    Whizz!

    A sharp sound split the air, and an arrow grazed Pinenes’s cheek.

    Turning around, Pinenes saw a crow stuck in the wall, flapping helplessly with an arrow embedded in it.

    “I-I hit it! On the eighth try, finally…!”

    Pinenes couldn’t bring himself to respond to So-hye.

    Instead, he pressed a hand to his chest.

    Thump! Thump!

    His heart was pounding harder than ever—a clear sign of emotional turbulence.

    It was obvious now that he wasn’t fully in control of himself in this moment.

    Have I… lost my composure?

    Unbelievable.

    Since arriving in this world, his emotional fluctuations had been dulled, but he had never lost his calm—not even once.

    “Pinenes-nim?”

    “…!”

    At the voice calling his name, Pinenes’s unrest instantly settled.

    Now’s not the time to get distracted.

    Caw! Caw!

    The giant crows were still circling the rooftop of the building.

    So fire is their weakness, huh.

    Thanks to the flames burning nearby, they were docile for the moment—but it wasn’t something that would last forever.

    She calmly assessed her companions’ formation.

    Kim Taesung and Lee Seyoung, wielding sword and shield, were focused on protecting the group, while the other two were providing ranged support?

    If that was the case, then it was a solid formation—effective against flying monsters.

    Even while he had briefly lost consciousness, the others had calmly made the best decisions.

    Fwoosh!

    That was when Pinenes caught sight of a new golden flame burning within someone’s eyes.


    [Mage Raphhel]

    • Has not yet fully regained his power from the previous dimension.

    • As his mana recovers, he can wield increasingly diverse and powerful spells.

    • His specialty—the combination of flame and wind—is said to turn entire battlefields into seas of fire.


    “Are you alright?”

    The mage asked as he saw Pinenes’s dazed expression, wondering if he hadn’t fully recovered yet.

    “We don’t know where to go or what to do to survive. If you’re not well…”

    “Don’t worry.”

    Pinenes stood up, stretching his knees.

    “I’m not badly hurt. I just needed a moment to think.”

    He stared at the old man radiating golden brilliance for a brief moment, then turned his eyes to the golden path stretching toward their destination.

    With two points of light now risen, the path to the answer had revealed itself.

    “We can get out of here.”

    “Really?”

    At someone’s voice, Pinenes nodded again.

    “I promise.”

    He threw his half-broken sword off the cliff.

    He wouldn’t need it for what came next.

    Clack.

    Then, silently, he placed his hand on the mage’s shoulder.

    Everyone looked puzzled by the unexplained gesture.

    Enchant.

    “Huh…!”

    The mage suddenly inhaled as a subtle light enveloped his body.

    A strength surged through him—greater than even in his youth.

    And then, for the first time in his life, mana overflowed within him.

    Empowered by the strength, the mage felt a elated rush, as if his entire body would burst.

    “This power…?”

    “Can you use flight magic, by any chance?”

    “…Unfortunately, that’s not within my domain.”

    At his reply, Pinenes clicked his tongue.

    To reach their destination, they would still have to cross the narrow, one-meter-wide bridge.

    “How many more times can you use the magic you just did?”

    “As many times as needed!”

    “Good.”

    Pinenes quickly scanned their surroundings and led the group forward.

    Through the twisted buildings of the overlapping worlds, following the golden path across the slender bridge!

    “The bridge must never be destroyed.”

    “I’ll keep that in mind.”

    As the group moved away from the protective flames, the crows began to circle them again.

    If they attacked now, it would be too late to stop them!

    Sensing this, the mage raised his staff.

    KWAANG!

    A fireball struck one of the flapping crows, and high above—several kilometers in the air—a massive explosion bloomed.

    As the crimson fireworks lit up the sky, the group dashed across the slender bridge suspended above.

    “Faster.”

    The most dangerous moment was while crossing the bridge.

    Because if they cast spells while on it, the shock from an explosion could send someone flying.

    To safely get across, they had to move in perfect coordination before the flames in the sky faded.

    There’s more of them than I thought!

    At some point, Pinenes stopped the group.

    A dozen crows blocked the sky above the bridge they needed to cross.

    If they clung to the bridge like that, it would be hard to attack without risking damage to the structure.

    Just as Pinenes was trying to figure out how to lure the enemies away—

    Fwoosh! Flames began to spin at the tip of the mage’s staff.

    A different spell?

    FWAAAH!

    The flame spun faster and faster until it thinned into a flash, then morphed into a thick vortex that swallowed up the nearby crows.

    KWA-AANG—!

    After the heat died down, only a lightly scorched bridge remained.

    Everything else was gone.

    Flame Tornado.

    A technique that infused fire into the flow of wind.

    A higher-level spell than simply mixing elements together to cause an explosion.

    “…It worked…”

    The old mage’s fingers trembled as he gripped his staff.

    As someone who had devoted his life to magic, it was a thrill beyond any pleasure to finally glimpse a realm he’d never reached before.

    “I did it…! I, Raphel, finally succeeded!”

    Tears streamed down the old man’s rugged cheeks.

    What filled Raphel’s heart now was an overwhelming sense of joy and achievement.

    “Good. Let’s move while we can.”

    “Heh… hahaha…”

    From that point, things progressed quickly.

    Pinenes led the way, and Mage Raphel incinerated every obstacle in their path.

    Fwoosh! Fwoosh!

    With each blaze of swirling flame, monsters shrieked, and the smell of burning flesh filled the air.

    As the threats disappeared, the group picked up speed.

    This is incredible…

    Lee Seyoung couldn’t stop admiring at the relentless display of magic.

    Though it’s probably thanks to that man’s power too.

    Only recently a high school student, he was familiar with many game systems.

    He remembered clearly how a soft light had begun to radiate from the old man’s body after Pinenes had done something to him.

    It was definitely a buff-type spell.

    The source of the mage’s newfound power.

    At this rate… I don’t think we’ll lose.

    Lee Seyoung raised his shield, ready.

    Even if his strength was minor, he would help cover any gaps for the man and the old mage.

    Yeah, as long as those two were fine—they could survive even this damned place.

  • Levelling Up the Fallen God Chapter 8

    A rift is a passage to another dimension.

    Until one enters, there is no way to know which civilization or point in time they will be transported to.

    As the light faded and his vision returned, Pinenes immediately began assessing the setting of this world.

    “This place….”

    The group stood on the rooftop of a ruined building.

    Everywhere, the remnants of heavily destroyed skyscrapers filled the surroundings.

    The scene resembled that of a city that had met its end.

    “My goodness, a world like this actually exists? What are these towering castles…!”

    “Wait, could this be… Earth?”

    “There’s no way….”

    Kim Taesung dismissed Lee Seyoung’s murmuring.

    Looking up at the sky, two moons hung in the night.

    One was green, the other purple.

    Though the dimension seemed vaguely familiar at first glance, the presence of these celestial bodies confirmed that it was a civilization completely different from Earth.

    Pinenes approached the broken railing and looked downward.

    The bottom was nowhere in sight, suggesting that each of these skyscrapers reached several kilometers high.

    Such construction technology did not exist on Earth, meaning this world belonged to a far more advanced civilization.

    Watching the desolate city, Han So-hye asked in a trembling voice,

    “This time… it’ll be easier, right?”

    “It usually is.”

    Whoooosh.

    A strong wind swept across the rooftop of the ruined city.

    Finally, the details of their mission unfolded before them.

    [Stage: Escape]

    • Nearby buildings will soon collapse completely!
    • Reach the designated location within 10 minutes!

    (Basic Reward: 10C)
    (Contribution-Based Bonus Reward: 30C)

    This isn’t difficult.

    After checking the message, Pinenes nodded.

    The reward size generally correlated with the difficulty of a rift.

    A mission with a base reward of 10 Credits was likely of average difficulty.

    There was no need to fight fierce monsters or use any newly acquired skills.

    That must be the destination.

    Narrowing his eyes, he focused on a distant point.

    About 500 meters away, atop another building, a shimmering pillar of light stood.

    That’s right—if they could cover 500 meters within 10 minutes, they would clear the rift and claim its rewards.

    However, the path to their goal was far from straightforward.

    No human could jump across the gaps between these buildings with sheer leg strength alone.

    “Ah…?”

    Han So-hye, standing at the edge of the rooftop, let out a dazed murmur.

    She had just noticed the countless “bridges” connecting the tops of the buildings.

    No, rather than bridges, “planks” would be a more accurate description—thin walkways devoid of any railings or handholds.

    “We have to cross… this?”

    “Is there another way?”

    “Well, no, but….”

    “Then let’s move.”

    Without further delay, Pinenes took the lead.

    A mere one-meter-wide plank connecting rooftop to rooftop.

    He walked across the dizzying height as if unbothered by anything.

    [Time until city collapse: 9 minutes 25 seconds]

    The others, reluctant to be left behind, had no choice but to follow.

    However, their pace was several times slower than Pinenes.

    The psychological pressure of walking across such great heights without safety measures was impossible to ignore.

    “Huah…!”

    “Huff, huff.”

    “Damn it, can’t you slow down just a little?”

    Having finally reached the opposite rooftop, the group let out a collective sigh of relief.

    Surprisingly, the old man appeared unfazed, but the remaining three looked pale.

    Especially So-hye—her face was pale, her legs giving out as she sank to the ground.

    It seemed she had been forced into this situation once again.

    For those with ordinary emotions, their reactions were completely understandable.

    Increasing their physical capabilities would solve this.

    Pinenes quickly found a solution.

    Although not its original purpose, one of his newly acquired skills would prove useful in this situation.

    [Skill: Enchant (Low-Rank)]

    • Increases all stats of a designated target by 5.
    • However, no individual stat can exceed 20.
    • Can only be maintained on one target at a time.

    “Ahh…! Kyaaah!”

    “Stay still.”

    Fwwoosh!

    A faint glow enveloped So-hye.

    In the next moment, Pinenes effortlessly lifted her into his arms and dashed across the sky.

    With just five leaps, he cleared a 30-meter gap.

    For a moment, the others were struck speechless.

    Only the old mage muttered to himself, as if understanding something.

    “…Seems to be some form of enhancement magic.”

    Having safely landed on the opposite rooftop, Pinenes waited for the others to cross.

    I can’t carry them all.

    It wasn’t about favoritism.

    In a world where a single misstep meant death, survival demanded that one grow accustomed to such perilous situations.

    “Look down.”

    “……!”

    Following his words, So-hye hesitantly glanced over the edge.

    A wave of dizziness instantly overwhelmed her.

    She exhaled sharply, struggling to find her voice.

    “Aren’t you not supposed to look down?”

    “No. Don’t turn away.”

    Just like the others, So-hye was still too unstable.

    He had only helped her momentarily, but in the end, she needed to move forward on her own.

    “To be honest… I have acrophobia. Even on a ship, I never look at the sky outside.”

    “You’ll have to overcome that.”

    “…I suppose so.”

    He was right—she couldn’t keep making excuses to avoid danger.

    This world had no room for weakness.

    Standing at the edge, she forced herself to look down.

    However, a wave of vertigo hit her, and she quickly averted her gaze.

    She wasn’t ready to walk while looking below—at least not yet.

    “This time, go alone.”

    “Okay.”

    Pinenes’ instruction was firm.

    Taking a deep breath to steady herself, So-hye slowly stepped onto the one-meter-wide plank.

    One step… then another.

    Suddenly, her vision blurred, and objects seemed to double.

    Was this another hallucination caused by her fear of heights?

    “Ah… huh?!”

    Startled, she snapped her gaze upward.

    What she saw wasn’t an illusion.

    Kraaaah!

    With a shrill, animalistic cry, a massive dark creature felled down from the sky.

    The sight of the unknown monster bearing down on her caused her footing to slip.

    She completely lost her balance.

    The distance between her and the plank grew wider.

    Is this… how I die?

    Flashes of her life streaked through her mind.

    At that moment—

    Slash! Blood splattered before her eyes.

    Vwoom— Vwoom—

    She could feel the resonance of light close by.

    Then, she saw it.

    A monstrous creature, the size of a child, cleaved cleanly in half, plummeting into the abyss below.

    “…….”

    Pinenes supported So-hye’s waist with one hand as he watched the receding ‘monstrous bird.’

    The identity of that flying monster was undoubtedly…

    Why is a monster…

    But there was a more urgent problem than the monster’s appearance.

    My vision is splitting…!

    Pinenes narrowed his eyes.

    Everything in front of him had begun to blur into two.

    The same phenomenon So-hye had experienced. What had been dismissed as an illusion caused by acrophobia was now happening to Pinenes as well.

    “What’s going on…?”

    “Ugh, my eyes feel weird too!”

    Kim Taesung and Lee Seyoung, who had arrived on the rooftop a step later, also rubbed their eyes frantically.

    But no matter how much they blinked, the distorted landscape remained unchanged.

    The warping of the world grew worse over time.

    Kwaduk! Kwaduduk!

    A cracking sound, like glass fracturing, began to echo from somewhere.

    This isn’t good.

    Disasters always strike when least expected.

    Are the early-stage rift—excluding the tutorial—safe?

    Generally, yes. But not always.

    Humans tend to dismiss low-probability events.

    No way…

    Pinenes finally grasped what was happening.

    Dimensional interference.

    Two closely aligned dimensions pull at each other until they eventually overlap.

    When that happens, the existing dimension transforms into something entirely new. Such rifts have been given various names.

    The most well-known term was—

    Did we enter a layered rift?

    Layered Rift.

    The reason for that name was simple.

    When rifts overlap, so do the missions required to clear them.

    [Warning! Two stages have overlapped!]
    [Clear rewards significantly increased!]
    [2nd Stage: Concealment]

    A second mission had been assigned.

    [Stage: Escape]
    [Stage: Concealment]
    ……
    [Stage: Escapesalment]

    The first and second missions had merged into one.

    Pinenes carefully read the newly appearing text.

    Some of the letters were distorted, but he could still roughly interpret the message.

    • You □ encounter a swarm of fear■some ‘Wind Crows’!
    • Here’s a h■nt: These crows only inhabit extremely cold re■ons. If you utilize that tra■t well, you might not even need to fight…?
    • Now, survive until the time li■it is up!

    (Basic re■ard: 15C)
    (Contribution-based re■ard distribution: 50C)

    And then the countdown began.

    [Time until city collapse: …]
    [Time until enemies disappear: …]
    [Time until cietycol collapse: 8 minutes 24 seconds]

    Before they knew it, the surrounding scenery had changed.

    The world before them was no longer just a desolate, abandoned city.

    Like overlapping holographic text, parts of the space itself were layered and distorted.

    It was as if they had entered a glitched-out game world.

    The surroundings were filled with shapeless polygonal masses, and the guiding pillar of light no longer pointed anywhere noticeable.

    Kaaak— Kaaak—!

    Only the cries of birds echoed through the sky.

    “…Everything suddenly looks strange.”

    At Sohae’s trembling voice, Pinenes turned to look at her.

    Like a misaligned image, her figure had split into two.

    “I feel like I’m losing my mind. I’m seeing hallucinations…”

    “No. This isn’t a hallucination.”

    “Huh?”

    As he glanced at his bewildered companions, Pinenes spoke.

    And then, he apologized to them.

    His mistake was failing to consider all possible scenarios.

    “My careless judgment ended up making me a liar.”

    The probability of encountering a layered rift immediately after the tutorial was close to zero.

    But since it wasn’t entirely zero, he should have been more cautious.

    “…Is this place dangerous?”

    “Probably more than the tutorial.”

    “……”

    A brief silence.

    The first to accept the situation was Kim Taesung.

    Among them, his survival instincts seemed to be the sharpest.

    “I wasn’t expecting much from the start. So, what do we do now?”

    “Same as before. If you follow my lead, you’ll survive.”

    Fwoosh!

    A golden flame flickered in Pinenes’s eyes.

    In this distorted world where their sense of direction was lost, only the Iron Sovereign’s power could serve as a compass.

    “Just trust me and follow.”

    His tone held on arrogance.

    Yet the moment Pinenes’s voice reached them, the same inexplicable trust they had felt during the tutorial settled in their hearts once more.

    “I’ll take the lead.”

    Slash!

    His sword sliced through a crow.

    Kyaaak! Kaaak…

    As the wretched cries of the birds faded, the group quickly walked behind him.

    What’s happening?

    Trailing behind, So-hye suddenly felt something odd and looked down.

    Am I… running right now?

    She was sprinting across a platform suspended at an unfathomable height.

    Even though she was looking down from several kilometers above the ground, she felt no fear.

    Her body didn’t even feel like her own.

    Just moments ago, she had been paralyzed with acrophobia—yet now, it was as if she had never been afraid at all.

    “Keep your eyes forward.”

    They had safely reached the next rooftop.

    At Pinenes’s words, everyone snapped back to reality.

    “Monsters are coming.”

    Kaaak! Kaaak!

    Even though crows the size of humans circled them, there was no fear.

    Instead, their bodies were filled with an unshakable conviction.

    Because deep in their minds, the memory of their victory against the goblins resurfaced once more.

  • Levelling Up the Fallen God Chapter 7

    Lesser spirits sell the most basic items.

    Here, “items” include even those without a physical form.

    Water, food, and clothing were the first necessities that came to mind, but those weren’t the immediate priority.

    Pinenes narrowed down the list to only what was necessary.


    [Item: Bonus Stat +1]

    • Can be purchased up to 10 times from a lesser spirit.
    • Price increases by 100C with each purchase.
      (Current price: 500C)

    First, stats.

    500 credits was by no means a small amount.

    In fact, for early resources, it was quite substantial.

    From memory, before reaching the first island, the base rewards obtainable from rifts amounted to around 10 credits.

    Assuming achievement rewards were excluded, the maximum daily amount one could gather by searching rifts all day was about 50C.

    At that rate, saving up 500 credits would take a full 10 days of rift grinding. But in reality, 10 days was not a short time.

    There was no need to rush the decision to purchase stats. That could be done later, after reviewing other options.


    [Item: Awakening (Stage 1)]

    • Enhances one’s trait to a higher level.
      (Price: 10,000C)

    Next on the list was Awakening.

    Simply put, it was an upgrade for a trait, and in many cases, it also increased its rank.

    Of course, since the Iron Sovereign trait was already at S-rank, the chances of it rising further were slim.

    The exact nature of the upgrade couldn’t be known until after Awakening.

    It could result in a new colour beyond gold and crimson, allow the trait to be used at will, or even grant a completely new ability.

    The biggest issue, however, was the price.

    The moment Pinenes saw the figure of 10,000 credits, he moved on without hesitation.

    Next, equipment.

    The items recommended to So-hye were also equipment.

    Magically imbued artifacts were out of the question, as each cost well over 1,000 credits.

    For now, the only affordable options were standard equipment like [Steel Sword], [Adventurer’s Armor], [Apprentice’s Bow], and [Battle Hammer].

    If chosen wisely, even the base 100 credits could be enough to obtain a full set.

    Armor was crucial in the early stages.

    If this were just a game played for fun, it wouldn’t matter. But in a place where death was final, a shield and armor were as valuable as extra lives.

    The world’s rules ensured that items purchased with one’s own credits were exclusive to the buyer. That meant there was no risk of having equipment stolen by others.

    This, too, can wait for now.

    But even equipment wasn’t the highest priority.

    From the moment Pinenes had obtained 1,000 credits, he had already decided what to buy first.

    For now, acquiring a skill is the most important.

    In the world of Sky Island, there were two ways to obtain skills.

    The first was through self-discovery.

    The old mage sleeping in the cabin was a prime example of this, but awakening something on one’s own was never easy.

    Because of that, most people preferred the second method—using skill books.

    Pinenes was no different.

    He examined the skill books available for purchase.


    [Enhanced Immunity], [Composure], [Windmill], [Heat Release], [Flickering Shield]…


    Even though only basic magic skill books were available from lesser spirits, most of them were expensive.

    Skills priced lower than 1,000 credits were useless, while those that seemed remotely useful were priced at 2,000–3,000 credits or more.

    Skills only became truly useful in combat after reaching the first island.

    For a player who had just finished the tutorial, obtaining one was nearly impossible.

    So, was it better to avoid skills altogether in the early stages?

    Not necessarily.


    [Entry Ticket to the Eternal Library]

    • Grants access to the library to read a single book.
    • The entrance fee doubles with each purchase.
      (Current price: 500C)

    This is it.

    A bitter smile formed on Pinenes’ lips.

    In truth, this entry ticket was a trap.

    The Eternal Library was exactly what its name suggested—a vast collection of books.

    However, the chances of obtaining a proper skill book there were extremely low.

    From experience, the odds were less than 5%.

    Even when broadening the criteria to include “somewhat usable” skills, the probability remained dismal.

    In terms of credit efficiency, the entry ticket was practically a waste.

    Yet, Pinenes had only one reason for purchasing it.

    Because he was confident he could overcome the 5% odds—or perhaps, even better—and pick the right book.

    “Practice on your own for a bit.”

    “Huh…?”

    “I have somewhere to go.”

    “Where?”

    Pinenes didn’t answer So-hye’s question.

    Crackle!

    Instead, the space before him shattered.

    A blue, web-like rift spread across the air.

    It looked similar to the dimensional rift that had appeared at the start of the tutorial.

    Before the startled So-hye could say anything, the rift swallowed Pinenes whole in an instant.


    [You have entered the Eternal Library!]

    [Select a single skill book within the time limit!]

    [May fortune be with you.]


    A forest of books.

    Or perhaps, a labyrinth of books.

    Pinenes looked up at the vast expanse of the library, so immense that it made his vision blur.

    Nothing is glowing.

    He had entertained the faint hope that golden light might guide him.

    After all, the Iron Sovereign’s abilities had served as a compass for his decisions until now.

    However, even after carefully scanning his surroundings, there was no golden glow to be found.

    It seemed the ability didn’t activate at just any moment.

    That was fine.

    If this was purely a gamble relying on his eyes, he wouldn’t have dared to waste 500 credits on it.

    Found it.

    Pinenes abruptly stopped walking through the endless library.

    A lone book lay atop an fancy desk.

    He picked it up.

    His decision wasn’t based on his sight but on his memory.

    For some reason, he remembered the first playthrough with striking clarity, down to the smallest details.

    No—if anything, it felt like memories he had completely forgotten were resurfacing over time.

    He was absolutely certain his recollection was correct.

    This is the one.

    In terms of value, this skill book was worth at least 5,000 credits.

    In special circumstances, it could even exceed 10,000 credits.

    For a skill obtainable this early, its performance was overwhelming.

    Used well, it would drastically increase his chances of survival.

    [Time remaining: 63 seconds]

    Pinenes prepared to open the book.

    Once he acquired the skill, he would be forced to leave the library.

    He had no memory of any other skill books worth noting, so there would be no reason to return.

    And then—

    “…?”

    His nose twitched.

    A strange scent lingered in the air.

    It was too strong to be from old paper alone.

    Book in hand, Pinenes followed the scent as if entranced.

    Thud—

    He slid aside a massive bookshelf drawer.

    This…

    His eyes widened.

    A new colour appeared Infront of his eyes.

    From an ordinary book nestled in the bookshelf, faint flames flickered.

    But they weren’t the golden hue he had expected.

    It was crimson—deep and vivid, like fresh blood.

    …!

    Surprised, his body moved instinctively.

    Before he knew it, the crimson-glowing book was in his hands.

    What kind of skill is this?

    Temptation welled up inside him.

    Moments ago, he had defined the colours as such:

    Gold was opportunity. Red was danger.

    But was that really true?

    Wasn’t it all just speculation?

    After all, Goblin Chief had also represented an opportunity.

    Defeating it had unlocked an alternative way to clear the tutorial.

    If crimson flames signified a different kind of opportunity…

    [Time remaining: 10 seconds]

    Tick- tick-.

    The ticking of the second hand echoed through the library.

    There was no time left to hesitate.

    If he didn’t want to throw away 500 credits, he had to choose—one or the other.

    In his left hand, an ordinary book. In his right, a book burning crimson.

    Pinenes found himself unconsciously drawn to the right.

    As if hypnotized, he was just about to open the red book—

    What am I…

    His surging curiosity cooled in an instant.

    Curiosity, too, was a kind of emotion.

    And he had a condition that prevented him from exceeding a certain threshold of emotions.

    The moment his curiosity surpassed the limit, his mind immediately regained composure.

    [Skill: ‘Enchant’ has been acquired!]

    [Exiting the Eternal Library!]

    Fwoosh!

    As he opened the book in his left hand, his vision shifted in an instant.

    Before him, a woman sat down in distress, completely at a loss.

    “Ah, ah…!”

    “Hm?”

    “Where did you go? Without saying anything….”

    Tears filled Han So-hye’s eyes.

    It was only natural for her to be shaken after being left alone when the rift suddenly appeared.

    Sighing briefly, Pinenes returned to the ship.

    Had he made the right choice?

    He needed to examine the effects of the Lord’s Eyes more closely.


    Pinenes and Han So-hye trained until dawn.

    Using his muscles frequently and taking hits often would naturally raise his strength and endurance stats—

    No, that wasn’t it at all.

    If this were a world where effort alone made one stronger, he wouldn’t have needed to die over a thousand times.

    There were only two ways to increase stats:

    Purchasing them from spirits with credits, or having them rise automatically during awakening.

    Training was merely to sharpen their combat instincts.

    When gripped by fear, the only thing a person could rely on was the primal instinct buried deep in their subconscious.

    “…It suits you well.”

    “Does it?”

    “Yes. I was surprised.”

    With the credits left after purchasing a skill book, they bought equipment—

    The best quality available.

    Among items without magical enhancements, these were the sturdiest.

    Not only were they highly functional, but their design was exceptional.

    Fully equipped, Pinenes looked like a king about to go to war.

    So-hye couldn’t help but admire how well the dragon emblem on his armor suited him.

    Then, morning arrived.

    One by one, the sleeping people began to wake up.

    As they blinked, they seemed to process their current situation.

    This was no dream—this was reality.

    The world they now had to live in.

    Humans were creatures of adaptation.

    Fear and confusion would gradually erode away with familiarity.

    They gathered in the lounge for introductions, learning more about each other.

    The thug’s name was Kim Taesung.

    Age: 33. Class: Swordsman.

    When he mentioned that he used to run a club, it made Pinenes wonder if he was an actual gangster rather than just a punk.

    The male student’s name was Lee Seyoung.

    Class: Shield Knight.

    He introduced himself as a high school sophomore—meaning he was likely not normal either.

    Especially considering he declared he would invest all his stats into endurance just because he hated pain.

    That kind of mindset would make survival nearly impossible.

    Han So-hye. 21 years old. Archer.

    She had been an ordinary university student, with nothing particularly notable to add.

    “I go by Raphel. A mage.”

    The most suspicious one was the old man.

    He neither revealed his age nor background, only identifying himself as a mage.

    When the others mentioned that they came from a world where nobles and commoners were indistinguishable, he had shown considerable surprise.

    Still, since he wasn’t forcing his own values onto others, he didn’t seem like a stubborn old man.

    Or perhaps, he was simply being cautious until he fully grasped the structure of this new world.

    “Pinenes.”

    And with that, Pinenes concluded his introduction with just a single word.

    Despite their curiosity, no one dared to ask more questions.

    There was an aura around him that made it difficult to approach.

    Since leading the tutorial battle, he had naturally become the group’s unspoken leader.

    Pinenes had always struggled with communication.

    He understood that he lacked the ability to empathize with others.

    Like the previous night with Han So-hye—

    Unless the other person took the lead in conversation, silence would inevitably settle.

    Just like now.

    But he was used to this awkwardness.

    It didn’t bother him.

    More importantly, he decided to test what he had realized about the ‘eyes’ the night before.

    Observing his companions carefully, he posed a question to himself.

    Are any of these people truly necessary to me?

    Fwoosh!

    The eyes immediately responded.

    As expected, the only one bathed in golden radiance was Han So-hye.


    The ship was bustling from the early morning.

    The will to survive was strong in humans.

    Even in unfamiliar environments, they instinctively knew what needed to be done to stay alive.

    Everyone, like So-hye, had purchased their own weapons and armor, and the navigation route was reviewed once again.

    Their destination was the ‘First Island.’

    According to the sky map, its official name was the ‘Undercity.’

    A city was generally a place where many people lived together.

    Compared to the empty sky they were currently drifting through, it was bound to be better.

    Hoping for time to pass quickly, they anxiously awaited the two-week journey to be over.

    [Low fuel warning: Floating Stone reserves are critically low!]

    [Warning! The Floating Stone is the ship’s fuel! If it runs out, the ship will plummet into the abyss!]

    But the route to the island was not a smooth one.

    [Harvest Floating Stones from dimensional rifts to replenish the ship’s fuel!]

    [Scanning the map for nearby rifts!]

    The navigation system automatically adjusted the ship’s course.

    As soon as their brief preparations were complete, the ship carrying the party steadily approached the distorted web of light.

    “…Damn it, we have to go into one of these hellholes again….”

    Kim Taesung muttered bitterly.

    The tutorial battle had left deep scars in everyone’s minds.

    “We’ll see each other again! I mean it!”

    With Lee Seyoung’s dramatic shout, the ship was sucked into the rift.

    As the Ship’s structure warped, the group was once again plunged into an unknown dimension.

  • Levelling Up the Fallen God Chapter 6

    “Is she still awake at this hour?”

    A woman sat alone in the break room chair.

    Pinenes glanced at her briefly before continuing up to the deck. He needed to cool his head in the chilly night air.

    But at that moment—

    “Um….”

    A faint voice stopped Pinenes in his tracks.

    Even the sound of floating stones rattling in the engine room ceased, leaving the ship filled with an awkward silence.

    It took a while before the woman spoke again.

    “Thank you… for earlier.”

    “…?”

    Pinenes fell into thought for a moment.

    In his 25 years of life, he could count on one hand the times he had heard words of gratitude directed at him.

    Was she thanking him for saving her life earlier?

    I see.

    His actions hadn’t been driven by kindness.

    Rescuing allies was simply the most efficient strategy in the fight against goblins.

    The fact that it had saved them was merely a aftereffect of his approach.

    Understanding this, he gave her a small nod in place of a response and turned to climb the stairs again.

    But it seemed that gratitude wasn’t the only reason she had called out to him.

    “Wait!”

    Her voice rang out again, louder this time.

    Pinenes slowly turned his head toward her.

    Her eyes were red and swollen.

    “Can you stay… just for a little while?”

    “Why?”

    “I just… have something I’d like to ask.”

    But that was just an excuse.

    The real reason she had left her room at this late hour was that she couldn’t bear the loneliness and fear.

    Simply having someone to talk to was enough.

    “Would that be… too much to ask?”

    “…Fine.”

    Pinenes didn’t refuse.

    After all, his reason for going outside was to clear his head.

    If talking for a while could serve the same purpose, then there was no need to step out into the cold.

    He leaned back against the sofa across from her.

    Noticing that he had developed a habit of crossing his legs, he flinched for a brief moment.

    To her, however, his movement seemed entirely natural.

    “What is it you’re curious about?”

    “Well… um….”

    Pinenes had no intention of sharing anything important.

    In the tutorial, they had no choice but to work together for survival, but now, it was impossible to determine whether his current companions were allies or enemies.

    This woman might one day be his ally—or his foe.

    Getting unnecessarily entangled with her was not in his plans.

    …!

    Just then.

    As he looked at her sitting quietly, Pinenes’ eyes trembled.

    What kind of trickery was this?

    Her entire body, lips trembling with uncertainty, was engulfed in a radiant golden flame.

    She didn’t even seem aware of the light surrounding her.

    Once again, the golden flames were visible only to his eyes.

    “The Eyes of the Sovereign.”

    He recalled the past.

    The ability of the Iron Sovereign had led him to victory against the goblins.

    If he hadn’t noticed the blood-red colour of the goblin leader, he wouldn’t have figured out the tutorial’s strategy.

    And if it weren’t for the golden-flamed mercenary who struck down that goblin leader, he wouldn’t have been able to do anything even with that knowledge.

    The Sovereign’s Eye had revealed both the key to victory and the locked door blocking the path.

    Even after that, his eyes had allowed him to detect both enemies ready to strike a fatal blow and allies on the brink of death.

    Fixing his gaze on the woman, Pinenes analysed her more carefully.

    But unlike before, no detailed explanation popped up.

    Only the golden radiance shimmered intensely.

    “Golden flames, huh.”

    Pinenes ran a finger over his eyelids.

    He had attempted to use this power again after the battle, but with little success.

    He still had no idea when or how it activated, but there was one thing he could infer—

    The meaning behind the colours of the flames.

    Red meant danger.

    Gold meant opportunity.

    Based on the patterns so far, that interpretation seemed correct.

    “So this woman… is an opportunity for me?”

    The moment he asked himself that question—

    Whoosh!

    The golden flames engulfing her body flared even brighter.

    As if the fire itself were answering him.

    …What is this?

    He thought deeply for a moment, but this time, there was no further reaction.

    No messages, either.

    His eyes seemed to be telling him:

    “I can light the way, but you must find the reason to walk it.”

    The choice was his alone.

    Pinenes silently observed the golden flames, his thoughts growing more tangled.


    The woman’s name was Han So-hye.

    She had lived near the convenience store where he used to work part-time.

    Same place. Same ship.

    Did that mean the thugs and high schoolers sleeping in their rooms had also been transported here simply because they were nearby when Earth fell?

    If that was the case, it was highly likely that people who had been near to one another were transported together.

    Not that Earth’s fate mattered anymore.

    “Pinenes Bledian… sir?”

    “Just call me Pinenes.”

    “Okay, Pinenes-nim!”

    He had meant that there was no need to add honorifics, but hearing it didn’t particularly bother him.

    …Well, I guess she can call me whatever she wants.

    They continued their conversation.

    So-hye’s questions weren’t particularly related to survival in this world.

    In truth, the topic itself wasn’t that important.

    Humans are social creatures.

    She had come to the break room at this late hour because she was afraid to be alone.

    For someone thrown into a foreign world with no explanation, having someone to talk to was a great comfort in itself.

    “It’s… a little cold here.”

    After about thirty minutes of conversation, So-hye murmured as she hugged herself.

    “Can I sit over there with you?”

    “I don’t mind.”

    Pinenes nodded absentmindedly.

    Since he wasn’t particularly sensitive to the cold, he had no issue with her moving closer.

    “Ah…? You didn’t have to get up.”

    “You said you were cold, didn’t you? Didn’t you mean you wanted to sit here?”

    “Ah, y-yes…!”

    The sofa was spacious enough for two or three people to sit comfortably… So-hye added that thought as she sank into the wide cushions.

    The warmth she felt beneath her eased her mind slightly.

    It was the moment she realized that the man, who had been nothing but cold, possessed the same warmth as any ordinary human.

    “How do you think Earth is doing by now?”

    She hadn’t asked expecting an answer.

    There was no way a man from another world would know, nor did he have any reason to care.

    But contrary to her expectations, Pinenes responded to her muttering.

    “It’s gone.”

    A brief silence.

    So-hye broke it by asking again.

    “…Really?”

    “Yes.”

    It wasn’t a certainty.

    It was merely an guess drawn from the sight of thousands of meteors crashing down and the occasional messages that appeared before his eyes, suggesting that the dimension called Earth had vanished.

    But for the sake of survival, it was better to believe it to be true.

    “I’ll say it again—let go of unnecessary attachments.”

    “……”

    “This world isn’t leisurely enough for you to dwell on your past life or ways to return.”

    That applied not only to the woman before him but to himself as well.

    There was no need to think about what this world was, how he could find his sister, or even what the true identity of Pinenes was.

    For now, survival was all that mattered.

    Golden light…

    Pinenes stared intently at the woman.

    Feeling his gaze, So-hye swallowed hard.

    “You said your name was Han So-hye?”

    “Yes.”

    Her first impression wasn’t that of a particularly shrewd person.

    Perhaps because of her nature, she had been the only woman forced into battle, and even in fights against goblins, she rarely checked her surroundings, putting herself in danger multiple times.

    One could call her pure, but another might say she was foolish.

    If luck didn’t remain on her side, she would soon meet her end.

    However, the golden light surrounding her… If that light signified opportunity, then it might be worth offering her some help.

    Having reached a conclusion, Pinenes spoke.

    “Follow me. I’ll teach you a little about surviving in this world.”

    “O-okay…!”

    As So-hye trailed behind him, Pinenes approached a statue standing between the lobby and the hallway.

    In the dark of night, the faint radiant glow surrounding the statue stood out even more.

    A spirit.

    According to Sky Island’s settings, spirits were drawn to sacred or mysterious places.

    This is convenient. I needed to use my credits before the next rift anyway.

    Spirits were the merchants of this world, and credits—an intangible currency—were the only means of exchange with them.

    “Have you purchased anything so far?”

    “I… bought a steak earlier.”

    “Tch.”

    Pinenes clicked his tongue.

    He must not have explained it well enough earlier.

    They didn’t seem to realize how significant the initial 100-credit reward was.

    The message after clearing the tutorial had clearly described it as a ‘generous reward.’

    “It’s best to save credits when buying food. You can survive for two weeks with just 1 credit’s worth of potatoes.”

    “…Just potatoes?”

    Noticing So-hye’s slightly disgusted expression, he added further explanation.

    “For me, maintaining peak condition is the priority, but for you, accumulating credits comes first.”

    “R-right… That makes sense!”

    “So, that leaves you with 90 credits now.”

    “Yes.”

    As she nodded weakly, Pinenes continued his questioning.

    The most crucial thing was her trait.

    Just as he had ‘Iron Sovereign’ embedded in his body, everyone who crossed into this world was granted a special ability.

    Those who failed to understand their own traits and developed blindly would inevitably be thrown out of the survival race.

    “What’s your trait?”

    “I’m an archer—Dawn’s Archer. It’s a C-rank trait.”

    So-hye answered while opening her status window.

    The tutorial had already covered how to use the status window, as well as explanations on stats and traits.

    “You don’t have to reveal your rank. It’s best not to show all your cards at once.”

    “…Sorry.”

    “There’s no need to apologize to me.”

    Even sovereign’s eyes couldn’t peer into another’s status window, so he merely nodded.

    An archer.

    If she had to survive alone, it would be a terrible profession.

    But in a party, it was a decent role.

    With teammates to handle the frontline, an archer could safely deal long-range attacks.

    Considering that a D-rank starting trait placed someone in the top 10 percent, a C-rank meant she was quite fortunate.

    Pinenes listed the equipment she needed to buy.

    After purchasing a bow, arrows, armor, and a wooden shield, she had about five credits left.

    Not bad.

    So-hye fumbled awkwardly with her new armor and bow.

    One might wonder why an archer needed a shield, but she didn’t question it.

    Rather than understanding its importance, she was simply following Pinenes’ instructions without complaint.

    But as long as the result was good, the process didn’t matter.

    “Try shooting an arrow.”

    “Here?”

    “There’s a scarecrow in the training area over there.”

    So-hye pulled the bowstring with all her might, her entire body trembling.

    The arrowhead trembled unsteadily.

    As Pinenes watched her struggle, he lowered her arm and asked,

    “Have you used your stat points?”

    “No, not yet.”

    “Raise your Strength.”

    At the start, Strength was the best option.

    Dexterity barely made a difference, and Endurance was meaningless when a sword or spear could still kill you in one hit.

    Unless you were some kind of otherworldly mage blessed with skills from the get-go, nothing outperformed Strength in terms of efficiency.

    Thunk!

    “Oh…!”

    The arrow struck the scarecrow’s torso dead center.

    So-hye gasped in awe as she watched the shaft quiver from impact.

    Raising Strength by just a single point had made a staggering difference.

    So this is a C-rank trait…

    Pinenes observed with a nod.

    A normal modern person could never land their first shot perfectly on target.

    That meant Dawn’s Archer had some kind of accuracy correction built into it.

    If that was the case, she could afford to delay improving Dexterity for now.

    “It’s better to aim for the head next time. Monsters and humans alike usually have their heads as their weak points.”

    “I’ll give it a try…!”

    While So-hye immersed herself in practicing alone, Pinenes turned back toward the spirit.

    He had done enough for her for now.

    It was time to spend his own credits.

    As he reached out, the spirit responded, and a list of purchasable items unfolded before his eyes.

  • Levelling Up the Fallen God Chapter 5

    An endlessly stretching sky.

    On a ship floating somewhere unseen, with neither ground nor space in sight, five people who had just finished their tutorial battle were drifting through the clouds.

    “Huff, huff…! My flames have returned!”

    The voice of an old mage shattered the silence on deck.

    Had he used his clear stat points to raise his mana from 1 to 2?

    Though his magic’s power would still be somewhat lacking, simply regaining his abilities seemed to be a great relief to him.

    “Hey, old man. You know something, don’t you?”

    After a long silence, one of them finally spoke.

    Pinenes turned toward the source of the voice.

    The one who had spoken was a man with an impression that fell somewhere between a thug and a delinquent.

    “Are you talking to me?”

    “Everyone’s curious about who you are, so don’t just sit there—say someth—urk…!”

    The delinquent swallowed hard.

    The moment he met the man’s unwavering gaze, an indescribable pressure bore down on him.

    Those cold eyes were different from when he had led them in battle just moments ago.

    “How rude.”

    “…!”

    “Remember who it was that saved your back in that fight.”

    For a brief moment, Pinenes was surprised—both by his own manner of speaking and by his thought process.

    If this had been before he came to this world, he wouldn’t have even dared to meet the delinquent’s eyes, let alone talk back. He would have just tried to avoid conflict.

    And yet now… was it the aftermath of battle? Or had he been completely consumed by the persona of this character?

    He wasn’t sure why these words came so naturally, as if he had spoken like this his whole life.

    “Haha… R-right. I almost forgot to thank you.”

    Sensing the dangerous shift in Pinenes’ demeanor, the delinquent quickly backed down.

    Given how easily he yielded, his initial rudeness may have just been a way to test the waters.

    With that minor disturbance settled, the rest of the group fell silent.

    Only the sound of the wind could be heard as Pinenes surveyed the others, assessing the survivors.

    The rude delinquent.
    The old mage.
    A male student with a tattered school uniform.
    A woman still trembling, green liquid smeared on her hands.

    Including himself, a total of five had survived the tutorial.

    “Well, I suppose everyone would be curious.”

    Since he had taken charge earlier, explaining a few things now would save him some trouble later.

    Pinenes decided to share a bit of knowledge about this world with the remaining four.

    “To answer whether I was the one who brought you here—no, I wasn’t. I was dragged here just as suddenly as you.”

    “……”

    “But the reason I know more than you… let’s just say I have a sharper eye for things.”

    He deliberately left out mentions of ‘test play’ or ‘Iron Sovereign.’

    They might be allies for now, but there was no telling when they might turn into enemies. No need to reveal too much.

    “Do you remember how the world suddenly changed the moment we passed through that warped light?”

    Several nodded.

    Everyone recalled how the sky had abruptly turned into a field, and how, the moment the battle ended, they found themselves back on this flying ship.

    “That was what’s called a ‘dimensional rift.’ We just entered and exited another dimension.”

    “Another… dimension?”

    The schoolboy muttered in a daze, prompting Pinenes to elaborate.

    “More precisely, it was a fragment of a destroyed dimension. This world is full of countless such remnants. If you’re lucky, you can obtain byproducts like ‘credits’ or ‘floating stones’ from them, like we did earlier. But if you’re unlucky, you’ll die without even knowing why.”

    “……”

    “In short, rifts are like random stages, and the byproducts are clear rewards.”

    Most of them looked like they didn’t fully understand.

    But no one asked any further questions.

    Not that it mattered.

    It wasn’t crucial knowledge for survival—if they lived long enough, they would naturally come to understand.

    “Um, I have a question….”

    The woman in the back cautiously raised her hand.

    She was the only female in the group, having survived thanks to acquiring a dagger from a mercenary.

    “Will we have to keep fighting like that in the future?”

    It was a question on everyone’s mind.

    If they had to go through just a few more battles like the tutorial, their chances of survival would plummet exponentially.

    It was only natural to be worried about what lay ahead.

    Pinenes searched his memory before answering.

    “There aren’t many encounters as brutal as the tutorial in the early stages.”

    “…Huh?”

    “I’m saying it’ll be fine for now.”

    His words were meant to reassure them, but instead, they only deepened their unease.

    For now? Then that meant something terrible was bound to happen eventually. But when?

    Oblivious—or indifferent—to their concerns, Pinenes turned and began walking.

    “Follow me. I’ll explain a few more things.”

    “…”

    Descending the stairs from the deck revealed a vast interior.

    Despite the ship’s rugged exterior, the inside was designed with the elegance of a grand, old European hotel.

    “This is the crew quarters. That over there is the engine room.”

    Pinenes briefly pointed out various locations, offering brief explanations.

    He spoke as if he had been aboard this ship for years, knowing every nook and cranny.

    Eventually, the group stopped in a circular lobby.

    “This is the ship’s control center.”

    At the center stood a odd structure—perhaps a table, or a cut-off pillar.

    The moment Pinenes placed his hand on it—

    Woooom— Woooom—

    Engraved patterns lit up, rising into the air as a three-dimensional hologram unfolded before them.

    It was a miniature projection of a section of the Sky Islands.

    “This is….”

    “A sky map.”

    Everyone’s mouths fell open.

    Despite the ship’s medieval-inspired design, it possessed a navigation system more advanced than anything found on modern vessels.

    Even without an explanation, they immediately recognized it as a map.

    On the three-dimensional display, a glowing arrow marked their current location, projected course, and final destination.

    “Don’t touch anything.”

    “Ah…!”

    The woman who had been reaching out to the hologram quickly withdrew her hand.

    “The ship is on autopilot. If you mess with the coordinates, we’ll end up as ghosts wandering the sky forever.”

    “S-sorry… I didn’t know….”

    “If you don’t know, then don’t touch.”

    “Y-yes….”

    Pinenes checked the map and control panel again.

    Time remaining until arrival at the first island: 340 hours.

    Just over two weeks.

    In the mobile game, days would pass in an instant.

    But in reality, they would have to spend a significant amount of time on this ship.

    “So, two weeks until we arrive. That’s quite a wait.”

    “Then… can we return to Earth?”

    “No.”

    Pinenes shook his head at the boy’s question.

    “That’s when the real hell begins.”

    “……”

    “If you want to survive, it’s best to forget about your old world.”

    With a strange air hanging over them, Pinenes led the group through the rest of the ship’s facilities.

    The interior was far more comfortable than expected.

    Beyond the cabins, there was a lounge for conversation and a training hall for physical activity.

    Most of the ship’s design, aside from the magic-based elements, resembled modern architecture familiar to everyone but the old mage.

    “Lastly, I’ll show you how to use credits.”

    Between the cabins and the lounge stood a grand statue of a goddess.

    It was clear at a glance that it wasn’t just an ordinary statue.

    Or rather, the statue itself was ordinary—but the phenomenon surrounding it was not.

    A soft, green ghostly flame flickered around the goddess’s form, as if embracing it.

    Noticing this, the old mage gasped in astonishment.

    “Could it be… a spirit?!”

    “Yes. A lesser spirit.”

    “Oooh… To see one with my own eyes….”

    “They’re common here.”

    Spirits were a core part of the Sky Islands’ system.

    “This will be easier to show than explain.”

    As Pinenes reached out, the gentle green light coiled around his hand like a living being.

    Then—

    [You have spent 10C to purchase ‘Vitality Recovery Steak!’ (Balance: 990C)]

    “W-what…?”

    “Huh?”

    “Whoa…!”

    Various exclamations burst out.

    Seeing food appear midair, plates and all, was nothing short of magic.

    But all he had done was use credits to make a deal with a spirit.


    [Vitality Recovery Steak]

    • Quickly alleviates accumulated fatigue.
    • Eating it will keep you full for the entire day.

    “Spirits don’t just sell food. They offer tools, potions, equipment useful in battle, and even abstract things like stats or skills.”

    Pinenes continued his explanation, but no one was really listening anymore.

    Sizzle!

    The tantalizing aroma of steak sizzling on a hot iron plate was enough to captivate their senses.

    Noticing someone drooling over the sight, he extended a plate and asked,

    “Want to try it?”

    “…Is that okay?”

    “I allow it.”

    At those words, the thug cautiously reached for the fork on the plate.

    But at that moment—

    “Huh? What the…?”

    The thug flinched in surprise.

    His hand passed right through the plate as if he were touching a hologram made of light.

    While everyone was still bewildered, Pinenes explained,

    “As you can see, you can only use your own credits for yourself. That’s the spirit’s rule.”

    “……”

    “It means you take care of your own needs.”

    For a moment, the thug’s eyebrows twitched.

    He realized he had been played.

    Though having already been burned once, he didn’t bother complaining.

    “I’m going to get some rest.”

    There were a total of ten rooms—far more than necessary for just five people.

    With that final explanation about credits, Pinenes walked toward the cabins.

    “Make sure you get some rest. There won’t be anything else happening today.”

    Clunk.

    He disappeared behind the door of the innermost room.

    Even after several hours passed, he did not return to the lobby.


    The small cabin had all the necessary things.

    After eating, taking a shower, and changing into spare clothes, Pinenes began sorting through everything that had happened today.

    This isn’t a dream, is it?

    It still didn’t feel real that he had entered a game world.

    The only reason he had managed to act so composed in such a bewildering situation was because his mind had been forcibly kept calm.

    No—now, he wasn’t even sure he could maintain that composure any longer.

    Pinenes placed a hand on his chest.

    Thump, thump.

    Every time he recalled that moment, his heart pounded violently.

    It was an emotion of an intensity he had never felt before—so unfamiliar, so foreign.

    I still don’t understand anything.

    There was another thing that baffled him.

    Who are you?

    Resting both hands against the wall, he stared intently at the full-length mirror.

    On the other side, a stranger glared back at him with the same eyes.

    The Iron Sovereign, Pinenes Bledian.

    His commanding presence that could instantly boost morale, the overwhelming atmosphere he exuded, the noble and refined speech—these were likely all part of the innate power of a ruler.

    Ending up in another dimension was one thing, but why had only his appearance changed?

    There was no comprehending it.

    “Hah… This is complicated.”

    No matter how much he pondered, there were no answers.

    Pinenes collapsed onto the bed.

    Would his sister be able to provide him with an explanation?

    The memory of the last time he saw her, just a few weeks ago, felt like years had passed since then.

    Then, little brother, let’s meet again at the summit. By then, I should be able to tell you everything.

    Even without his smartphone, he could vividly recall the message his sister had sent him.

    His memory had improved significantly—it was likely another one of Pinenes Bledian’s abilities.

    “Hah, the summit, huh.”

    A hollow chuckle escaped him.

    He wasn’t even certain he’d make it to the first island safely.

    Right now, he was struggling just to survive.

    There was no point in worrying about the summit.

    As much as he wanted to see his sister again, it was best to put that hope aside for now.

    If he was lucky enough to survive for a long time, maybe one day, they would meet again.

    For now, I should rest.

    Pinenes lay down on the cabin bed.

    If this was a nightmare, he would wake up.

    If it was reality, then he needed to rest his body.


    He had a dream.

    The same sky as always.

    But today, for some reason, there was no sword embedded in his back.

    And unlike before, instead of plummeting, he was standing firmly on the ground.

    A question crept into his mind.

    If the only thing around him was an endless sky, then what exactly was this ground he was standing on?

    To confirm, he approached the cliff’s edge.

    Thunk!

    A gleaming blue blade suddenly pierced through his stomach.

    It was the same sword that was always lodged in his body in these dreams.

    There’s someone behind me…! Who—?!

    But he couldn’t turn his head.

    Thunk! Thunk!

    Two more swords stabbed into his back in succession.

    The blades twisted in his wounds, and he felt the sensation of air escaping from his lungs.

    “Kh… Ha….”

    Overwhelming pain forced his body forward.

    He stumbled off the cliff, just like before.

    As he fell through the clouds, his blood stained the blue blades a deep crimson.

    He glanced up mid-fall.

    Three figures stood at the edge.

    They were the ones who had stabbed him.

    He couldn’t make out their faces, but he could sense their demeanor.

    One was laughing at his predicament.

    Another gazed down at him with a look of utter disdain, as if he were an insect.

    And the last one—the tallest, with the longest hair—simply nodded to himself.

    “…!”

    The instant he saw them, something inside Pinenes surged.

    For the first time ever—pure, unbridled rage.

    With a start, Pinenes shot up from the bed.

    His hands, clenched into fists, had pressed his nails deep into his palms.

    He stared blankly at his injured hands, then shook his head, trying to collect his thoughts.

    What the hell was that?

    Dreams always faded quickly.

    He knew instinctively that his dream had changed.

    But beyond that, he couldn’t remember anything clearly.

    Which only made it all the more confusing.

    Why was he breathing so heavily?

    Why was his body trembling?

    Why did this nameless emotion keep surging and dissipating inside him?

    “The summit…”

    He suddenly muttered.

    “I have to reach the summit.”

    It was an unconscious thought.

    Even he didn’t understand what he meant.


    His mind soon calmed.

    With time, Pinenes found it hard to believe his own actions.

    Was I hypnotized or something?

    Why had he murmured about the summit when he was barely surviving as it was?

    I don’t know.

    His thoughts were a mess.

    He needed to clear his head.

    Pinenes stepped out of his room.

    The stairs leading to the deck were dark.

    Time had passed in this world too—sunset had come and gone, and now, night had fallen.

    Looks like everyone’s asleep.

    The ship quietly cut through the midnight sky.

    Only the occasional sound of stone clashing could be heard.

    It was the friction of floating stones fueling the ship’s engine.

    No… not everyone is asleep.

    Pinenes narrowed his eyes at the presence he sensed in the lounge beside the circular lobby.

    Footsteps echoed down the corridor.

    The moment he turned the corner, his gaze met those of two others.

  • Levelling Up the Fallen God Chapter 4

    Kyaoo!

    The goblins’ cries grew more menacing.

    Monsters are sensitive to momentum.

    From the goblins’ perspective, who had been waiting for the humans to be consumed by fear, the change in atmosphere was anything but welcoming.

    Leaving the trembling humans behind, Pinenes took a step forward.

    “Weapons.”

    He reached out to a mercenary beside him and received a sword.

    The motion was so natural that no one found it awkward, not even the mercenary who handed it over.

    “Are there any more weapons left?”

    “One sword and five throwing daggers…”

    “Then we should distribute the daggers evenly if we’re all going to fight.”

    “…Understood.”

    Once again, the mercenary readily agreed to the request.

    Was he seeing this as a trial to reach Valhalla, as he had muttered earlier? Regardless, his cooperative attitude was a positive development.

    With two longswords, five daggers, and the magician’s staff, the party had eight weapons in total.

    This meant that all but two of the ten members were now equipped with basic weapons.

    ‘The women were left out,’ Pinenes thought.

    Glancing back, Pinenes noticed the common trait among those unarmed: they were both women.

    Though one of the dagger bearers was a woman too, she seemed to have been reluctantly chosen due to the lack of men.

    ‘Well, that was probably the logical choice.’

    According to the world’s understanding—where laws and social conventions often protected the weak—it would be rational to exclude women from combat roles due to their physical weakness. But this world was far from conventional.

    [Strength 1] [Dexterity 1] [Endurance 1] [Mana 1]

    Upon crossing into the dimensional sea, everyone started on the same level.

    While there might be slight gaps, their average combat abilities would be relatively similar.

    If one failed to grow stronger, survival would become increasingly difficult. So, the two excluded from combat had not been given special treatment, but rather had been deprived of the opportunity to experience their first battle.

    Understanding the rules of this world as quickly as possible would be advantageous.

    …Pinenes shook his head and dismissed these unnecessary thoughts. In a situation where his own life was on the line, he didn’t have the luxury to consider others’ circumstances.

    “…”

    Thump, thump. A faint heartbeat echoed near his chest.

    The strongest heartbeat he had ever experienced in his life.

    But it wasn’t enough to make him lose his composure.

    Thanks to his already existing mental traits, which continually forced him into a state of forced calmness, he managed to keep control.

    ‘…!’

    Then, the same strange phenomenon from earlier happened again.

    Whoosh! Suddenly, a brilliant light erupted from the mercenary’s body.

    This time, the light was not the red, flickering hue.

    ‘Golden light…?’

    [Intermediate Mercenary, Beidan]

    • Lost all power upon crossing the dimension.
    • Vaguely remembers basic strategies for fighting monsters and the sense of combat.
    • Currently mistaken that the tutorial fight is a trial for reaching Valhalla. Sacrifice and devotion are his desires.

    Pinenes quickly read the golden message.

    Based on the reactions of the others, it was clear that the glowing light emanating from the mercenary’s body was only visible to him.

    Goblins and mercenaries.

    When the red and golden lights appeared in the same field of view, Pinenes’s mind suddenly clicked.

    “That’s their leader.”

    Pinenes pointed his sword at a spot.

    Then, turning back to the mercenary, he murmured.

    “Beidan.”

    “…!”

    “I’ll be watching your choice.”

    The mercenary’s pupils widened.

    For a moment, he looked as if he had been struck with a hammer.

    “That’s… fine. I’ll gladly.”

    The golden light streaked toward the enemy.

    His sudden movement caught everyone off guard.

    Kyeergh…

    A faint, dying gasp escaped the mouth of a goblin.

    Both allies and enemies were stunned, unable to follow the movement with their eyes.

    It wasn’t until the attack had finished that anyone began to process the situation.

    Even in a world where strength and speed had been reset, the mercenary’s battle sense wasn’t something to be underestimated.

    The mercenary’s sword pierced the goblin leader’s chest exactly.

    At the same time, the goblins’ weapons pierced his body like a hedgehog.

    Srrr…

    The mangled body of the man quickly stained with blood.

    “Valhalla…”

    Kkch… kkch. A faint laugh escaped the mercenary’s mouth as time resumed.

    Thud.

    The goblin with a pierced heart collapsed first.

    Then, the mercenary shattered into pieces.

    His once-human form, now reduced to hundreds of polygonal shards, collapsed like a domino.

    Pinenes had seen this form of death countless times, and had even experienced it firsthand.

    Those who lost their lives within the dimensional rift left no body, no soul behind.

    “…”

    The red and golden lights—both kinds of radiance—faded.

    Kyaaah! Kyaaah?

    The goblins, having lost their leader, cried out in a confused manner. Some humans still hadn’t fully accepted the reality of the situation.

    To witness the body of someone who had been so vividly alive vanish without a trace was a sight far more shocking than death itself.

    Those with weaker mental fortitude were probably unable to move a step.

    “The enemies have lost control.”

    It was the ruler’s job to move those who couldn’t.

    Pinenes shouted, sword in hand, from the front.

    Now was the time to strike, when the goblins were at their weakest!

    “Now! Everyone, attack!”

    He pointed his sword and charged into the battlefield.

    This could be called nothing short of a miracle.

    For humans who had just experienced the boundary between life and death for the first time, to shake off their fear and charge at the enemies?

    Perhaps this was also a power that a ruler possessed—to make those frozen with fear move on their own.

    “We can win!”

    Or perhaps they thought following the mysterious man was their only lifeline.

    The only being who had brought hope from despair.

    Every word from Finess instilled an inexplicable belief in them.

    “You bastard!”

    “Die! Die, you sons of bitches!”

    It had started off difficult, but from here on, it became easier.

    Slash! As green blood splattered into the air, the fear that had gripped the battlefield transformed into madness.

    Even as their injuries accumulated, they focused only on killing the enemies.

    Some threw away their daggers and picked up the fallen goblins’ clubs, swinging them wildly.

    Now, only Pinenes remained with his wits intact on the battlefield.

    ‘It’s still close.’

    Pinenes coldly assessed the situation.

    Modern humans don’t have to fight for their lives.

    [Strength 1]

    Moreover, most of the men likely lost their original physical strength as soon as they crossed over to this dimension.

    Such rookies found it difficult even to clean up the enemies who were caught in confusion, and as a result, allies began to fall to the goblins’ blind attacks.

    “Gah…!”

    Spears and arrows pierced through the fragile skin of the humans.

    Chwahh-rack!

    Their bodies crumbled like shattered statues, just like the mercenary from earlier.

    ‘To minimize the damage as much as possible…!’

    Fwark!

    Blood-red and golden flames simultaneously burst into sight within Pinenes’ field of vision.

    The blood-red was from a goblin holding a crossbow.

    The golden flame came from a woman wildly swinging her weapon, her back turned to the goblin!

    There was no need for further thought.

    Just as Pinenes grabbed the woman by the nape of her neck and pulled her back, an arrow swish passed by, grazing her eyebrow.

    “Ah…?”

    The woman’s eyebrows shot up, tears filling her eyes.

    In her pupils reflected the cold face of a man, out of place in the frenzied battlefield, wearing an emotionless expression.

    “Th-thank you…”

    There was no time for small talk.

    Pinenes thrust his sword with full force.

    Whooosh! The sword brushed past the woman’s cheek, cutting a few strands of her hair before piercing the head of another goblin sneaking up from behind.

    Chwaaaack!

    The foul-smelling goblin’s fluids poured over the woman’s head, but she seemed to have no awareness of it, her mind too far gone in the heat of battle.

    “Your vision is narrow.”

    “……”

    “Be careful of what’s behind you.”

    With those brief words of advice, Pinenes moved away, without even glancing back.

    Chwurrk!

    Somewhere, the sound of a human body being shattered once again filled the air.

    To balance the battlefield, Pinenes had no choice but to rely on his own abilities.

    Kraak! Kyaaaah!

    Screams of both monsters and humans mixed, echoing all around.

    Except for one, no one knew how they were fighting, or even how they were still alive.

    They just kept repeating the act of eliminating the enemies before their eyes.

    Although the battle with the goblins lasted about ten minutes, for everyone whose senses had broken, that time felt like an instant or an endless eternity.

    And finally, peace arrived.

    Even though the goblins had all been defeated, the survivors remained silent.

    There were no victory shouts.

    Only ragged breathing could be heard.

    It was at that moment.

    Ding!

    [The battle has ended!]

    [My word, complete annihilation of the enemy… could this be the appearance of dark horses? We’re looking forward to your future endeavors!]

    Words began to flow from the hologram at the top of the screen.

    [All survivors have been granted 100C of credits!]

    [Credits are the truth! The currency of this world that can buy anything. It might not be bad to take your time learning how to use them!]

    Since the tutorial had just ended, the messages were more chatty than usual.

    [The ship has accumulated 100Kg of floating stone!]

    [Floating stone is the fuel needed for the ship to fly freely through the sky. Oh, and you know what happens if the fuel runs out, right?]

    [In this way, in ‘The Rift’, players can obtain necessary credits and floating stone, so don’t forget it!]

    Pinenes brushed the lingering messages aside.

    These were explanations he’d already heard.

    Having ascended to the top of the Sky Islands, he was already familiar with most of the necessary knowledge.

    What he was waiting for now wasn’t further explanations about the tutorial, but rather the details of the rewards to come.

    [Tutorial completed!]

    [May fortune favour your journey…]

    Everyone, who had been looking up at the sky, turned their heads back to the front.

    Pinenes also turned his gaze forward.

    The following individual achievement rewards were only visible to the person who had earned them.

    [In your first battle, you not only survived but annihilated all the enemies! A gift for your boldness!]

    [Achievement unlocked: Reckless Newbie]

    [Bonus stat +1]

    [You led even those clueless humans to act of their own accord! You’ve already shown the qualities of a commander!]

    [Achievement unlocked: Commander of the Ragtag Team]

    [Credits +600C]

    [Contribution is not just about slaying many enemies. You contributed more than ten times the average ally!]

    [Achievement unlocked: One-Man Carry]

    [Credits +300C]

    It took quite a long time for all the message waves to pass.

    The rewards were vastly greater compared to the first playthrough, where no achievements had been unlocked.

    The credits, which are incredibly useful in the early stages, were ten times higher, plus an extra important stat point as a bonus.

    ‘This is just the beginning.’

    Despite being at a much better starting point than before, Pinenes didn’t look particularly happy.

    Having gone through the tutorial, he had clearly realized just how dangerous this world could be.

    “In this new world, you’ll have to use everything you have.”

    [Number of deaths: 1053]

    The voice of his older sister, heard during the battle, still lingered in his ears.

    The thousand deaths he’d experienced during his first playthrough continued to flash before his eyes.

    If he were to be satisfied here, it would be no different from the complacent past.

    Pinenes reflected on the battle he had just fought.

    Was there anything he missed? Had his lack of experience kept him from finding a better approach?

    “…!”

    Buuuuuu-.

    The ship’s vibrations pulled Pinenes out of his thoughts.

    After the tutorial ended and ‘The Rift’ disappeared, he and his group found themselves seated once again on the deck of a flying ship.

    The survivors were still silent.

    Some were covered in blood and vomiting, while others simply stared at him.

    It seemed they were waiting for him, the only person who knew information they didn’t.

    ‘There are only five of us left, including me.’

    Pinenes stood up.

    Contrary to what everyone had expected, he didn’t open his mouth but instead stood at the edge of the ship, gazing quietly at the vast sky.

    Beyond the layers of clouds is a beautiful hell.

    To survive in this hell, he would have to push himself to the brink of death, prepared to sacrifice his life.

    If not, he would eventually lose his true life.

  • Levelling Up the Fallen God Chapter 3

    Even just staying still, the surging emotions quickly washed away.

    In modern society, Hyesung’s condition had been an obstacle to interpersonal relationships, but in this world, it was no different from the ultimate weapon.

    Calming his agitation, Hyesung first assessed the situation.

    Is this… me now?

    Looking down, he immediately noticed a few things.

    The clothes he had been wearing while working his part-time job at the convenience store had disappeared without a trace.

    Instead, he wore an fancy robe, the kind only seen in the medieval era.

    Its texture was incomparably smoother than any cheap cosplay outfit.

    There was no need to guess whose clothing this was.

    It belonged to the second-playthrough character he had created just this morning.

    The Iron Sovereign, Pinenes Bledian.

    The moment he consciously thought Status Window, a holographic text unfolded before him.

    Name: Pinenes Bledian
    Unique Trait: [Iron Sovereign] (Rank: S)
    “One who rules over all does not waver easily. Authority is in their tone, dignity in their gestures.”

    • The Iron Sovereign perceives all principles of the world.
    • This ability can only manifest when maintaining inner composure.

    Feeling a sense of unfamiliarity, he lightly touched his face. The shape was different from before.

    His field of vision was higher as well—his height must have changed.

    That’s right. Right now, he was no longer Kim Hyesung from Earth.

    He was Pinenes Bledian, a single sailor drifting upon the Sea of Dimensions.

    Kim Hyesung had completely ceased to exist.

    “….”

    The shock of becoming a completely different existence did not last long.

    Fear, anxiety, and confusion vanished in an instant, leaving only a clear understanding of his situation.

    Now, he turned his attention to the deck.

    He wasn’t the only one aboard the ship.

    “What the…? Is this some kind of hidden camera prank…?”

    From clueless fools still struggling to grasp the situation—

    “H-hrrk… ugh….”

    To ordinary people trembling in complete panic—

    “Where have you taken me? Explain yourself at once, or you shall not escape my wrath!”

    And even an elderly man dressed in fantasy-style clothing.

    Around ten people were murmuring anxiously, unable to comprehend their sudden predicament.

    “Am I… dead?”

    “Then is this heaven?”

    “You lowly peasants…! How dare you ignore me! You need a taste of discipline!”

    The words spilling from their mouths belonged to a language Hyesung had never heard before, yet everyone seemed to understand each other perfectly.

    “This must be the common language of this world.”

    Muttering softly, Hyesung—no, Pinenes—nodded.

    After all, the language leaving his own lips was not Korean either.

    The Sea of Dimensions.

    The setting of Sky Islands dictated that it was both the starting point and the final destination of all dimensions.

    If people from various dimensions were drawn in, then surely, not all of them would be from Earth. A unified language would be necessary for communication.

    Even here, there were out-of-place figures—like the muscular mercenary and the elderly man dressed as a mage.

    “Eh? Why… why isn’t my magic working…?”

    The old man, who had been waving his staff in the air, now had a bewildered expression.

    It was easy enough to guess what he was feeling.

    His powers from his original world weren’t activating.

    And the reason was simple.

    Pinenes Bledian (Iron Sovereign)
    [Strength: 1] [Dexterity: 1] [Endurance: 1] [Magic: 1]

    The four fundamental stats in Sky Islands were reset to the same values for everyone upon crossing dimensions.

    Whether a martial artist, a hero, or a grand archmage in their original world, everyone was placed back at the same starting line.

    “What’s going on? My magic… it’s not working…!”

    “Hey, shut up. You’re being too noisy.”

    “What?! How dare a mere mercenary speak to me that way!”

    As the mage muttered in frustration, the mercenary beside him snapped back, triggering an argument between two individuals who were clearly not from Earth.

    “You fools. It no longer matters whether one is a king or a noble if we are already dead.”

    “Dead?”

    “Clearly, you don’t know yet, but this place is Helheim!”

    A burly young man clad in leather armor spread his arms wide as he shouted.

    “Based on the sins we accumulated in life, we will be judged—either sent to Valhalla or cast into hell! If you ask me, you seem more suited for the latter!”

    “Kuh… what nonsense…!”

    Ding!

    [The trial is about to begin! Prepare for battle!]

    “See? The sacred trial that opens the gates to Valhalla is about to commence!”

    The moment the message appeared, the mercenary youth clasped his hands together and murmured something under his breath.

    It resembled the act of making the sign of the cross in Christianity.

    But Pinenes knew all too well.

    What was about to unfold had nothing to do with divinity.

    In order to survive, there was only one path—

    To trample others beneath his feet.

    It’s starting…!

    Bwooo—!

    The massive ship let out a deep horn blast as it sailed toward a distorted cluster of light in the sky, like a tangled web.

    It was one of the countless Rifts scattered throughout this world’s sky.

    Nobody knew what lay beyond.

    Carrying ten passengers, the ship vanished into the Rift.


    [You have entered a Dimensional Rift!]

    Pinenes quietly observed his surroundings.

    The ship was gone.

    In its place stretched a vast, open plain.

    That’s right.

    All ten of them now stood on an empty plain.

    The setting of Dimensional Rifts dictated that they were remnants of collapsed worlds.

    If so, this plain must have once belonged to a peaceful dimension before its destruction.

    Just like Earth once was.

    [Tutorial: First Battle!]

    • As you sail the skies, you will inevitably enter Rifts! A Rift is, in simple terms, the ruin of a collapsed dimension! You never know whether it holds valuable treasures or terrifying enemies.
    • Unfortunately, your luck is bad this time! Your ship has stumbled upon a swarm of vicious goblins inside the Rift! Good luck… you’ll need it.

    (Victory Condition 1: Be the last survivor.)
    (Victory Condition 2: Annihilate all enemies!)

    Kyarrk! Kyarrk!

    As soon as the stage began, goblins swarmed in from all directions.

    About thirty of them.

    Watching as they encircled the group, memories from Pinenes’ first playthrough flashed through his mind.

    So it really is the same.

    He had repeated this tutorial battle multiple times.

    The victory conditions seemed to offer a choice, but in reality, it was a deception.

    The second condition is a trap.


    Goblin

    A monster as small as a child, infamous in RPG-style games as the weakest enemy, but to players who had just arrived in this world, these tiny creatures were like green demons.

    Modern humans, who had never faced real murderous intent, could not possibly stand against beings who had firsthand experience with killing.

    There were a few otherworlders among them who could wield supernatural abilities, but they were unable to fully unleash their powers.

    For a ragtag group of ten to triumph against thirty goblins was close to impossible.

    The correct choice would be the first one.

    A tutorial that was impossible to clear by normal means.

    After roughly ten attempts, he had finally discovered the proper strategy.

    The only way was to avoid combat at all costs and flee—then, at the last moment, ambush and kill an ally who was already engaged in battle with a goblin.

    At the time, he had laughed bitterly at the malice of the game developers, but now that the game had become reality, even a trace of a smile refused to form.

    Murder…

    The rippling waves of inner turmoil slowly settled.

    Perhaps due to the emotional overload of the past day, his feelings seemed to be cooling at a slower pace than usual.

    There’s no other choice.

    He took a deep breath, steadying himself.

    If I want to survive…!

    Emotion and instinct were different things.

    Even insects, even microorganisms, possessed an innate drive for survival and reproduction.

    Much less Pinenes—he did not lack emotions entirely, but they faded quickly.

    Moving for the sake of survival was only natural.

    Just as he was preparing for what was to come—

    Hm…?

    A light flickered in Pinenes’s eyes.

    Among the approaching horde of goblins, there was one that stood out.

    One goblin, its entire body wreathed in a crimson aura.

    What is this? A red glow?

    The moment he fixed his gaze on the flickering crimson light—

    [The Eyes of the Sovereign respond to your will!]

    [With a keen gaze, you perceive the threats among your enemies!]

    A flood of information surged into his mind.

    [Goblin Chief]

    • Skillfully hides while leading the horde. Defeating this target will briefly throw the group into disarray.
    • Physically indistinguishable from regular goblins, making it difficult to identify without understanding goblin behaviour.

    …Was this always a thing?

    Neither the existence of a goblin chief nor the golden radiance had ever appeared in his first playthrough.

    Pinenes retraced his thoughts.

    As he had calmed himself with deep breaths, the crimson aura had flared in response to his will.

    Which meant—

    The ability of the Iron Sovereign.

    It was said that a sovereign, in perfect composure, could pierce through the truths of the world.

    That meant Pinenes Bledian’s eyes had discerned the weak points of the goblin horde.

    It seems I’m the only one who can see this light.

    A quick glance around confirmed another fact.

    Despite the intense crimson glow, the others were still focused on random goblins.

    “Fight…? Us…?”

    “Ugh…”

    Most were paralyzed by fear, barely able to lift their heads.

    Pinenes swiftly assessed his allies.

    Eight Earthlings, two otherworlders.

    Aside from himself and the otherworld mercenary, the rest could hardly stand on trembling legs.

    The elderly mage, realizing he couldn’t use magic, had fallen into panic, and the Earthlings, experiencing their first real brush with death, hardly needed further evaluation.

    We’re at a huge disadvantage.

    Spreading fear diminished the human will.

    The cunning goblins were likely waiting for that will to crumble before making their move.

    If things continued like this, their chances of victory would only diminish over time.

    “In this new world, you’ll have to use your true self.”

    Why was his sister’s voice echoing in his ears at this moment?

    [Deaths: 1,053]

    Once again, memories of the end-of-playthrough statistics surfaced.

    Yes, even a moment of complacency would lead directly to death.

    If he wanted to survive, he had to abandon his previous mindset.

    He had to seize every opportunity, claw his way upward, and fight to survive in this hellish world.

    [Episode Completion: 11%]

    Fortunately, many unexplored paths remained.

    Recalling that Sky Islands’ missions offered greater rewards the more difficult they were, Pinenes decided to alter his plan.

    I’ll take the second option.

    An unexpected stroke of luck.

    A chance to grow stronger!

    Standing idly despite seeing a path to greater heights would be nothing short of foolish.

    I will win this battle.

    He hypnotized himself.

    For a brief moment, he discarded every remaining trace of Kim Hyesung and borrowed the consciousness of Pinenes Bledian.

    To achieve victory, he had to become the Iron Sovereign and lead everyone.

    “Look forward, all of you.”

    His cold voice rang out across the despair-ridden field.

    The command of a sovereign, carrying weight and dignity, pierced through the fear and reached every ear.

    Had those words truly come from his own mouth?

    Even he was startled by the unfamiliar tone.

    For a brief second, he wondered if he had truly become Pinenes Bledian himself.

    But now was not the time to dwell on such trivial matters.

    “…!”

    One by one, people turned to look at him.

    Perhaps drawing the attention of the masses was yet another innate trait of a sovereign.

    Every word, every gesture of his exuded refinement and command.

    Who is that guy…?

    That NPC who’s been quiet this whole time…

    Pinenes’s attire alone was enough to set him apart.

    No one considered him to be an Earthling.

    From the beginning, he had worn an unusual robe, making it natural for others to assume he was a mercenary or a mage—one of the world’s more mysterious beings.

    “…Who are you?”

    The elderly mage cautiously asked.

    Even he, who had looked down on Earthlings as mere commoners, instinctively held his breath before Pinenes’s overwhelming presence.

    “I am someone who knows a little more than you do.”

    It wasn’t a lie.

    He had once reached the summit of Sky Islands, and now, with the Eyes of the Sovereign, he could see what others could not.

    “I will only explain this once.”

    He alone could lead this battle to victory.

    “This world is neither a dream nor an illusion.”

    Every gaze was drawn to him.

    “It is not a game. It is not virtual reality.”

    “…!”

    Some flinched in shock.

    They hadn’t expected an NPC-like figure to utter words from Earth.

    “Reality is exactly as you see it. You stand on the precipice of death.”

    Now, they were all holding their breath, listening intently.

    “I promise you one thing—if you follow my lead, about half of you will survive.”

    “……”

    It was strange.

    How did his voice, completely devoid of proof, carry such weight?

    But no justification was needed.

    A sovereign did not lead with lengthy explanations.

    “If you wish to live, follow me.”

    The field which was shrouded in despair saw a faint glimmer of hope.

  • Levelling Up the Fallen God Chapter 2

    I had that dream of falling again.

    It was the same as always, yet subtly different from the previous ones.

    The backdrop was the sky. The three swords pierced into my back, and the endless descent remained unchanged. But what had changed?

    I realized it soon enough.

    Even as I was plummeting, I was reaching out with one arm toward the sky.

    And the moment I swung my hand downward, the sky suddenly began to turn red.

    Was the sun setting?

    No, it wasn’t something that simple.

    The sky was filled with countless meteors, raining down endlessly.

    With that single motion, countless balls of fire blanketed the heavens, burning through the clouds, turning the entire world red.

    What is this?

    It was a sight I had never seen before in the hundreds, no, thousands of times I had dreamed this dream.

    And yet, why did it feel strangely familiar?

    …!

    Instinctively, I touched my face and discovered something unbelievable.

    In the dream, I was smiling.

    A chilling, eerie smile.

    How could someone like me, with barely any emotions, make such a face?

    “Haha…”

    This time, laughter escaped my lips of its own accord.

    Even as I fell, I couldn’t stop laughing.

    Hahahaha!

    The laughter faded, swallowed by the flames that consumed the world.

    “……!”

    Hyesung bolted upright in bed.

    As soon as he woke up, he blinked.

    What was that?

    His mind felt oddly tangled.

    He had seen something important in that dream, but he couldn’t quite recall it.

    Was it just my imagination?

    Dreams were always vague.

    As the images blurred and faded, Hyesung decided to stop thinking about it.

    If it was just another dream of falling from the sky, then it was nothing new.


    That day, everything felt off.

    Even while washing up and getting ready for his shift at the convenience store, he couldn’t shake off the strange feeling from the morning.

    And then, as soon as he arrived at the subway station, his steps suddenly stopped.

    The video playing on the advertisement screen next to the platform doors was far too familiar.

    Wait, that game is…

    Countless floating islands stacked layer upon layer in the sky.

    Airships battling various enemies as they attempted to reach the highest point.

    Sky Islands?

    [June 1st, 10 AM, Global Simultaneous OPEN! (GMT +9)]

    “Sky Islands! If you don’t pre-register now, you’re missing out on half your life~!”

    Hyesung’s gaze was locked onto the subway station advertisement.

    Was this real?

    A top-tier celebrity—one that everyone knew by name—was promoting Sky Islands, the very game he had been playing until dawn.

    His mind filled with questions.

    It’s already launching? And they’re using a celebrity this big? That’s a massive investment.

    A mid-sized company like the one his sister worked at wouldn’t usually have the budget for such an extravagant marketing campaign, no matter how well-made the game was.

    Wait, June 1st… isn’t that today?

    Hyesung checked his phone’s home screen and realized something even more important.

    It was 8:30 AM.

    That meant there were only 1 hour and 30 minutes left until Sky Islands launched.

    If they planned to release it this early, why did they have me test it?

    There hadn’t even been enough time for him to report any bugs or feedback to his sister, let alone for the developers to fix anything before launch.

    Could it just be a different game with the same name?

    Just in case, he opened the game file his sister had sent him.

    The opening screen, the developer’s logo—it was all an exact match to the advertisement.

    He placed a hand over his chest.

    His heart, which hadn’t felt excitement or doubt in ages, stuck once before settling back into stillness.

    She’s not answering.

    He tried calling twice, but there was only a dial tone.

    So he left her a simple message: Call me when you have time.

    If this really was his sister’s project, then she must have been in a far higher position at the company than he had thought.

    Unlike him, who had thrown away a stable career and was now working part-time.

    But the real shock was yet to come.

    What the…

    He arrived at a busy intersection downtown.

    Hyesung blinked multiple times, looking around.

    Advertisements for Sky Islands were everywhere.

    No, everywhere wasn’t even an exaggeration.

    It was like the game was pouring out from every possible screen—giant billboards covering entire buildings, small TVs in front of convenience stores, all playing the same ad he had seen in the subway.

    Even life-sized figures of the game’s characters lined the street.

    Sky Islands? Is this a new game?

    Oh, it looks fun. Might give it a try.

    Even in the random chatter around him, the game’s name kept popping up.

    Something’s off…

    Shouldn’t he feel proud that a game his sister worked on was getting so much attention?

    Instead, he felt unsettled.

    The scene unfolding before him was too unreal.

    At some point, it seemed like everyone on the streets had started talking about Sky Islands.

    Even an elderly man—someone who looked like he’d never touched a game in his life—was staring, mesmerized, at the giant screen playing the ad.

    It was as if everyone except him had fallen under some kind of hypnosis.

    This… isn’t possible.

    He pulled out his phone and checked the internet.

    It was already flooded with Sky Islands-related posts.

    Not just one or two celebrities—dozens had participated in the promotions.

    Even the biggest gaming companies in Korea, the so-called “Big Three,” wouldn’t be capable of a marketing campaign on this scale.

    A mobile game targeting primarily younger players? There was no way this kind of marketing could be profitable.

    What made even less sense was that this absurd campaign was actually working.

    Am I the weird one here?

    For a moment, Hyesung doubted his own reality.

    It felt like the boundary between real life and imagination had crumbled.

    Was his mental state deteriorating? Was this some kind of new symptom?

    “Ah, Hyesung! You’re here for your shift!”

    “Uh, what’s that…?”

    Even at the convenience store, things weren’t any different.

    His eyes landed on his coworker’s phone.

    “Oh, this?”

    She gave an awkward smile and showed him the pre-registration page for Sky Islands.

    “It looks fun, so I thought I’d try it.”

    “…You like games?”

    “Nope! I’ve never played one before. Not even on PC.”

    Never…?

    If you don’t pre-register, you’re missing out on half your life~!

    Then, suddenly, the cashier mimicked the voice from the ad, giving him a knowing smirk.

    “…So? Want to try it too, Hyesung?”

    This wasn’t right.

    There was no way a game nobody had even heard of yesterday could explode in popularity overnight like this.

    Was this some kind of elaborate prank?

    To Hyesung, it looked like the entire world had been hypnotized.

    Ring-ring.

    As soon as his shift ended, he tried calling his sister again.

    She was the only one who could clear up his confusion.

    …!

    Bzzzt!

    Suddenly, his phone vibrated.

    It’s her!

    Hyesung quickly checked his smartphone, and his eyebrows twitched.

    The message from his older sister hadn’t been sent in real-time.


    -[This is a missed scheduled message!] Hyesung, sorry I couldn’t answer your call earlier ㅠㅠ. Things have been so hectic that even sending a message isn’t easy.

    -I don’t have much time, so I’ll get straight to the point. The reason you feel so indifferent to everything… it’s probably because this world isn’t truly yours.

    It was difficult to comprehend.

    -In games, even if you become a hero or lose a comrade, happiness or sorrow lasts only briefly, right? That’s natural. Higher-dimensional beings can’t easily empathize with lower-dimensional ones. That doctor who diagnosed you with a mental illness back then? A complete quack.

    And it felt unfamiliar.

    -I don’t know when we’ll meet again. But even if I’m not by your side, don’t panic, and make sure to eat properly…. Hmm, one last piece of advice—In this new world, you’ll have to use your real self completely. The world ahead… won’t be as dull as the one you’ve lived in.

    What was she talking about?

    One thing was clear—she knew something he didn’t.

    -Then, little brother, let’s meet again at the top. By then, I should be able to tell you everything.

    That was the end of the message.

    Hyesung stood frozen in place, stunned.

    Snapping back to his senses, he quickly tried to call her back, but the response was completely unexpected.

    “The number you have dialled is not in service. Please check and try again.”

    “……”

    A silence filled with confusion settled in.

    Tick. Tick.

    The only sound echoing in the quiet convenience store was the ticking of a clock.

    But there wasn’t even a clock nearby—where was the sound coming from?

    As he glanced around, something caught his eye, and he narrowed his gaze.

    In a corner of the convenience store.

    A floating blue holographic digital clock hovered in midair, in the middle of empty space.

    Like part of a VR game interface.

    [Time Remaining: 53 seconds]

    And before he could even process What the hell is that?, messages began pouring down before his eyes.

    [Pre-registration is about to close!]

    [Complete your pre-registration before the dimensional merge begins! Otherwise, you’ll lose half your life~!]

    Holographic messages appearing out of nowhere.

    Thud!

    A sense of dread gripped Hyesung as he kicked open the convenience store door and ran outside.

    The once-peaceful city was now filled with screams coming from all directions.

    What’s happening? What’s going on?

    Then, the moment he looked up, a groan slipped from his lips before he even realized it.

    Thousands of meteors were falling through the clouds, turning Seoul’s sky redder than it had ever been.

    [Time Remaining: 38 seconds]

    “Pre…registration…”

    His heart, which had been pounding wildly, suddenly calmed.

    For once, he was grateful for his condition.

    Regaining his composure in an instant, his mind finally started working again.

    While screams and cries echoed throughout the city, Hyesung pulled out his smartphone from his pocket.

    Accessing the pre-registration page and clicking the registration button took another 10 seconds.

    But—

    [Your account is already registered!]

    What…?

    [Your account is already registered!]

    [Your account is already registered!]

    No matter how many times he clicked, the result was the same.

    Meanwhile, the burning debris raining from the sky was drawing ever closer to the ground.

    Staring up at the crimson-stained heavens, Hyesung felt something resembling fear for the first time.

    His heart alternated between racing and calming in erratic bursts.

    Am I… going to die?

    Emotions surged beyond his control, flaring up, then crashing down, only to explode again.

    As he changed between composure and terror multiple times within a single second—

    A new message appeared.

    [Entering a higher dimension! The two dimensions will temporarily overlap! Quickly escape from your original dimension!]

    [An unknown force is pulling you into the higher dimension! You are no longer subject to physical or magical interference from your previous dimension!]

    [Time Remaining: 1 second]

    “Ugh…!”

    Kwoooom! Kwooooom!

    Massive meteors, each the size of buildings, crashed into the ground.

    Hyesung clenched his eyes shut.

    The earth itself flipped, and for a moment, it felt as if his breath had stopped.

    And yet—that was all.

    I’m… alive?

    Realizing he was still conscious, Hyesung opened his eyes.

    The once-bustling streets of Seoul—no, perhaps all of Earth—had been completely shattered.

    The shocking part was that, even amidst the infernal ruins, a handful of people, including himself, were still alive.

    The survivors stared blankly at their own bodies, unscathed despite the meteor strike.

    Some were so stunned that they mistook themselves for spirits, believing they had already died.

    Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

    A piercing cry snapped Hyesung’s attention sideways.

    Despite the chaotic noise of the apocalypse, that scream rang crystal clear.

    And in that moment, he understood.

    Humanity had been split into two fates.

    One group remained unharmed despite the hellish destruction.

    The other… had lost either their upper or lower halves, melted vertically, or had their bodies grotesquely torn apart, their flesh evaporated by the intense heat.

    [Pre-registration has ended!]

    [Missed the registration? Try again next time!]

    [Though, who knows when the next chance will be…?]

    That was the last message Hyesung saw on Earth.

    CRAAASH!

    With the sound of shattering glass, the entire scene before him fractured into pieces.


    When he opened his eyes, the scenery had changed.

    The scorching heat of the apocalypse was gone, replaced by a cold wind brushing against his cheek.

    And once again, glowing blue holographic text scrolled across his vision.

    [You have arrived in the Higher Dimension!]

    Hyesung stood straight and looked around.

    First, he needed to confirm whether he was alive or dead.

    Where… is this…?

    It didn’t take long to figure it out.

    He stood on the deck of a massive ship, one that had medieval and modern aesthetics at the same time.

    Ships were meant to cross seas, yet there was no ocean in sight.

    Instead, what stretched infinitely in every direction was the sky and pure white clouds.

    Yes—

    The ship he stood on was sailing through the vast sky.

    Before he could sort out his confusion, more messages appeared.

    [This world is the Dimensional Sea. The starting point of all dimensions, and also their final destination.]

    It was a familiar explanation.

    It felt familiar because he had seen the exact same words recently.

    Dream or Illusion, he still wasn’t sure.

    But if this was neither—

    Then humanity had just lost the world it had lived on for millennia in an instant.

    [At the peak of this world, where the fragments of dimensions drift, the desires of all souls lay dormant. May fortune be with you.]

    The place he had arrived in—

    It was the setting of Sky Islands.

    But unlike Earth, this was no place for humans to thrive.

    In a game, where dying and reloading was possible, it might be a world of thrilling adventure and wonder.

    But if this was real—

    [The tutorial will begin shortly.]

    Then this was hell.

    A world where Earth’s logic held no meaning, where human rights were nonexistent.

    A world where survival meant devouring others—even your own allies.

    That was the Dimensional Sea, the setting of Sky Islands.

  • Levelling Up the Fallen God Chapter 1

    I often have strange dreams.

    The content of the dream is always the same.

    I keep falling, endlessly, from an empty sky.

    As the clouds rush past my vision, I wonder—how long will I keep falling?

    But no matter how long I fall, there’s no sign of the ground or the sea.

    The vast sky is filled only with endless white clouds, both above and below.

    I have no idea what happens when I reach the end, nor do I know what happened before I started falling.

    Because when I wake up, the fragments of the dream become hazy and indistinct.

    How long will this strange dream, which has persisted since childhood, continue?


    “You need to clear out your desk by today.”

    A termination notice, just three months into the job.

    For an average office worker, those words would send their heart sinking.

    Maybe they’d even cling to their boss’s leg in desperation.

    But—

    “Oh, really?”

    Hyesung’s response to being fired was nothing more than a single nod.

    His face remained composed, as if he had expected this outcome from the very beginning.

    “So, I can just leave now, right? No need to clock out?”

    “…….”

    As the office door clicked open, a heavy silence fell over the room.

    Even the usual sound of keyboards tapping had stopped.

    Everyone kept their eyes fixed on their monitors, but their attention was entirely on Hyesung’s footsteps.

    Pity, envy, superiority—various emotions swirled in their minds.

    So, he couldn’t adapt to the company culture and is finally leaving.

    He must have another place to go if he’s quitting so easily.

    Maybe he has connections somewhere.

    Or perhaps he comes from a wealthy family…

    But contrary to their speculations, Hyesung had no backup plan, no connections.

    The only immediate job option for him was part-time work, and his only family was his older sister, a regular office worker.

    Even so, there were two reasons he was leaving the company.

    First, he didn’t feel much of a sense of crisis about being fired.

    Second, he had realized he could never survive in this workplace anyway.

    Following unspoken rules outside of official policies, constantly reading the moods of superiors, engaging in subtle power struggles with colleagues—

    For someone like him, who had always struggled with communication, such things were simply impossible.

    On the bus ride home, Hyesung placed a hand over his chest.

    Strangely enough, he felt nothing at all.

    When he first stepped out of the office, he had briefly wondered, Is this really okay?

    But that faint sense of unease had melted away while packing his belongings.

    It wasn’t a decision driven by emotion—it was the opposite.

    He had accepted being fired so easily because he simply didn’t feel anything.

    Should I have tried to hold on a little longer?

    He knew he wasn’t normal.

    He had realized from a young age that he was different from others.

    But the moment he understood he wasn’t just different but actually strange was in middle school.

    It was when his divorced parents abandoned him and his sister, disappearing without a trace.

    People around them expressed sympathy and pity, but even then, he felt nothing.

    Some assumed he had changed due to the shock.

    But they were wrong.

    He had always been this way.

    Yeah, I guess I really am abnormal.

    A kind of mental disorder.

    A condition where emotions beyond a certain limit simply couldn’t be contained.

    Joy, fear, boredom, curiosity—any feeling that exceeded a certain threshold would naturally disappear.

    Only the faintest ripples of emotion remained.

    His heart never raced with excitement, nor had he ever cried from sadness.

    So, he couldn’t adapt to office life, where reading social cues was crucial, and he felt no sense of urgency even after quitting with no backup plan.

    Would things be different if he won the lottery? If he saw someone die right in front of him?

    But such events were unlikely to happen, so his life remained nothing but a dull routine.

    That night, Hyesung decided to be honest with his sister about what had happened during the day.

    With a seven-year age gap between them, his sister was the only person he could truly open up to.

    “I need to tell you something.”

    “Huh? Don’t tell me it’s about that falling dream again!”

    His sister had an unusual fascination with his recurring dream.

    She often asked if there were any changes to it.

    Did she think his condition was somehow linked to his dreams?

    He was pretty sure the two had nothing to do with each other.

    “No… it’s something else this time.”

    Hyesung told her about recent events.

    Her reaction was surprisingly casual.

    “Oh, so you quit your job?”

    “I got fired.”

    He hesitated slightly, careful not to make her feel too guilty.

    After all, guilt was an emotion too, and if it crossed a certain threshold, it would vanish completely.

    It was important to maintain this current, faint level of feeling.

    “For now, I’ll just do some part-time work.”

    Rather than scolding him, his sister simply smiled softly and reassured him.

    “Don’t be too discouraged, little brother. You haven’t even shown your true potential yet.”

    “Don’t joke around.”

    Hyesung frowned as she exaggerated her gestures.

    A stern scolding would’ve been better than this playful teasing—it was oddly frustrating.

    Of course, that frustration faded the moment it arose.

    Sometimes, his condition was actually pretty convenient.

    “I’m serious. This world is just too boring for you. What could possibly make your heart race? It’s no wonder nothing excites you.”

    “…….”

    “But I believe in you. There will come a day when you unleash your true abilities.”

    “‘A crucial moment’? When?”

    “Hmm, let’s say the world suddenly turned into hell. A place where survival meant doing whatever it took. No one could afford to stay idle, right? In a world where everyone has to give it their all—that’s when the real you will shine.”

    “Stop saying dumb things….”

    Hyesung clicked his tongue as he prepared dinner in the kitchen.

    He often wondered how someone with such a dream-filled mind could be his sibling.

    Their personalities were complete opposites.

    “Anyway, since you quit, I guess you’ll have some time to rest now?”

    “No, I need to get a part-time job until I find something else.”

    “Come on, just take a few months off. No, at least a few weeks!”

    “Why?”

    “Because I have a favour to ask.”

    With a mysterious smile, his sister fiddled with her phone.

    A moment later, a message arrived on Hyesung’s own device.

    Sky_Islands_Test.apk

    “What’s this? Sky Islands?”

    “Yep. It’s a new game our company is developing. I want you to play it and give me your feedback.”

    “Are you sure? Wouldn’t it be better to recruit testers or ask someone at work?”

    Seeing his indifferent reaction, his sister responded enthusiastically.

    “Who else would judge it as objectively as you? Besides, this is the first project I’m leading, so I really want to hear what my little brother thinks.”

    “You’re in charge of this?”

    “You didn’t know? I’m the project director!”

    “Really?”

    Hyesung glanced at her expression.

    She looked slightly offended, as if asking how he could not have known.

    If anyone else had asked, he wouldn’t have cared at all.

    But…

    “Does it actually help if I test it for you?”

    “Yeah, definitely!”

    “Well, if you say so.”

    Hyesung set his smartphone, which was in the middle of installing the game, aside on the dining table.

    Since it was his sister’s request, he would do it, but for now, eating came first.

    “I’ll take my time with it while working.”

    “Do you really have to work? You could just stay home and play games, you know?”

    Because he was indulging his sister’s absurd insistence, Hyesung failed to notice the faint blue aura flickering around his smartphone.

    And…

    At that moment, he had no idea that today would be the last time he saw his sister’s face.


    —Sorry, Hyesung. I don’t think I’ll be able to come home for a few weeks! Make sure you eat properly and call me as soon as you finish testing!

    After reading the message, Hyesung shook his head.

    Was his sister’s company actually worse than the one that had fired him?

    He’d heard plenty of stories about how game developers were practically worked to the bone before a new release, but making someone stay at the office for weeks on end?

    Maybe it was even worse for his sister since she was the lead planner.

    Whatever the case, even while they were apart, Hyesung didn’t forget her request. He continued balancing his part-time job at the convenience store with playing the game.

    It’s actually kind of fun.

    The file his sister had sent him turned out to be a run-of-the-mill mobile game.

    The setting: the sky and countless floating islands.

    As the captain of an airship, players had to ascend toward ever-higher islands, with the ultimate goal of reaching the “Summit Isle,” where all wishes would be granted.

    It wasn’t all that different from the countless “tower-climbing” games flooding the market, but the storyline was too well-crafted to call it generic.

    Hyesung quickly found himself immersed in its intricate, expansive world.

    Was it just his imagination? Whenever he played this game, it felt like his emotions were dulled a little less than usual.

    It was almost as if the virtual world were real, making his heart race with excitement.

    And so, weeks passed.

    After several sleepless nights, Hyesung finally completed his first playthrough.

    He had reached the Summit Isle, the place said to grant all wishes.

    [You have reached the summit of the sky!]

    […Ending not implemented…]

    Unfortunately, since the game hadn’t officially launched yet, the ending story hadn’t been added.

    [Number of deaths: 1053]
    [Episode completion rate: 11%]

    As soon as he finished his first test playthrough, a results screen popped up.

    Huh? That’s it?

    The statistics were surprising.

    Did this mean he had only seen a tiny fraction of the world?

    It wasn’t like he had skipped through all the story scenes out of laziness. He had even used the test version’s cheat function to accelerate time. Just how massive was this game’s world?

    Maybe I should do a quick second run through the early parts.

    Hyesung’s finger slowly hovered toward the “Restart” button.

    With such a low completion rate, he couldn’t really claim to have tested the game properly.

    More than that, though, there was something thrilling about being inside Sky Islands.

    Like he was dreaming.

    He wanted to know—was that feeling real or just a trick of his mind?

    “……”

    Ding!

    As the opening scene ended, the character creation screen appeared.

    The player could customize the avatar that would serve as their in-game self.

    This choice couldn’t be changed unless the player restarted from the beginning, and as the game progressed, the character would develop a variety of traits and skills.

    During his first playthrough, Hyesung had chosen a standard character.

    This time, he planned to keep rerolling until something unusual appeared.

    Then—

    Huh? What’s going on?

    A question mark popped up over the character’s head.

    No matter how many times he tapped the arrows, the character selection wouldn’t change.

    The screen automatically reset to its original state every time he tried to move forward.

    A bug…?

    Hyesung stared at his phone.

    In the center of the screen sat a man in elegant, old-fashioned attire, resting upon a grand throne.

    With one leg crossed over the other, he radiated the dignity of a sovereign ruler.

    But for some reason, the moment Hyesung saw him, a strange shiver ran through his chest.

    What is this…?

    Hyesung placed a hand over his heart.

    A tremor of emotion he had never felt before.

    Drawn in, he kept staring at the man on the throne, before snapping himself out of it and checking the character’s details.

    Name: Pinenes Bledian
    Unique Trait: [Iron Sovereign] (Rank: S)

    <One who rules over all does not waver in emotion. Their tone carries authority, and their gestures command respect.>

    —The Iron Sovereign perceives the truths of the world.
    —Only by maintaining inner peace can this ability be wielded.

    The character’s unique trait was S-rank.

    Luckily, it wasn’t similar to the one he had chosen in his first playthrough.

    But honestly, what did it mean to “perceive the truths of the world”?

    Was it an appraisal skill? The ability to see other players’ stats? Or maybe it revealed hidden secrets within the game.

    Peacfullness, huh.

    As he read the description, Hyesung let out a small chuckle.

    Maintaining composure no matter the situation was practically his unwanted specialty.

    For a brief moment, he found it a shame that this was just a mobile game.

    If this were reality, he could probably make excellent use of the Iron Sovereign’s power.

    Not bad.

    In the end, there wasn’t much point in overthinking his choice.

    He had only seen a handful of S-rank traits during his first run.

    The fact that he could start with one was probably a perk of the test version. There was no need to pick anything else.

    Alright, my second run will be with this guy.

    A power that could see the truths of the world.

    For a faster, more effective test play, there was no better ability.

    Hyesung decided to go with Pinenes Bledian, the Iron Sovereign.

    Whew, but for now, lets get some rest.

    After finalizing his selection, he stretched and lay down on his bed.

    The clock on his phone read 4 a.m.

    Was his sister asleep by now? Or was she still pulling an all-nighter for her project?

    He suddenly recalled her request to contact her once he finished his first playthrough.

    It’s late. I should just call her after I wake up.

    Hyesung had been about to send her a message but lowered his phone instead.

    She probably wouldn’t see it at this hour, and if the notification woke her up, that would be a problem too.

    As soon as he put down his phone, exhaustion washed over him.

    Beep.

    After one last check of his alarm, Hyesung drifted into sleep.

    That was the last night he ever spent in the real world.