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Chapter 777

In a hidden village nestled between deserts seldom trodden, lay the southern base of the Star of Nagran—a sanctuary for the Awakeners who fled the pains of the outer world. Once a haven, it had transformed into a desolate shadow of its former self, its streets now eerily silent, devoid of human warmth.

Into this forsaken village, shrouded in tattered rags, stumbled a figure. Despite the cloak masking his visage, it was clear that this man could not properly use one of his arms and was limping. Ominously, following the sound of dragging, there was a strong smell of blood and pus.

Leaning wearily against his dulled blade, an Awakener grimaced, about to question the stranger, when the man unveiled his face. Half marred by grotesque burn scars, the other half strikingly handsome—a visage of stark contrast. Recognizing him, the Awakener cried out in shock, “Nahan!”

This was the man who left to seek the sage. But Nahan's return was shadowed by change. His face, more haggard than before, eyes drowned in unspoken darkness. Despite being on friendly terms with Nahan, the Awakener, who had unwittingly turned pale, cautiously opened his mouth.

“What happened to you? What of the brethren who left with you?” he asked, trepidation lacing his voice.

“…”

“Don’t tell me… you didn’t meet the sage, did you?”

Staring blankly at the Awakener’s incredulous face, Nahan finally opened his mouth to answer.

“I met him.”

“You did? Then why return in such a state?” Confusion evident in his tone.

At those words, a twisted smile briefly crossed Nahan's lips. “The sage will not honor our agreement. Nor will I any longer.”

“What do you mean the sage won't honor the agreement?” Their disbelief was palpable.

Ignoring the question, Nahan strode into the village. In the past, as soon as he entered, the villagers would all flock to him and create a commotion, now, only silence greeted him. Even the few people who could be seen did not approach Nahan immediately, but only sent a wary look from a distance.

Seeing this, Nahan, who was being followed by the Awakener, asked.

“What's happened here? Why is it so deserted? Where is Sera? No matter how much she dislikes me, she wouldn’t empty the village without thinking.”

“Ah, that’s… sigh. You don’t know how bad the atmosphere was here after you left…”

The Awakener began to speak with a resentful face, as if burdened by a long-kept secret. He recounted the escalating tensions between Nahan's followers and the sage's, the ensuing exodus of ordinary Awakeners, the southern merchants who had quietly infiltrated the southern outpost in the midst of this, and Sera's betrayal—joining hands with them under the guise of no contact from the sage.

Nahan learned that Sera, having received a request from the sage, had left for Charloin with her followers and had not returned since. A heavy silence fell upon Nahan as he absorbed this news.

“The atmosphere here is dire. Even the sick are left untreated. Remember Meto? The monster-taming child you brought from the east?”

Nahan's response was but a heavy silence, mirroring the weight of his thoughts.

“After the sage departed, his condition had been deteriorating continuously. Perhaps it was because Daemon had borrowed his powers... Sigh. It seems like we can't question or speak to Daemon until he returns, but since he's not here, there's no way to know. I'm actually worried he might truly die."

Though Nahan tried to lighten the mood by bringing up this topic, it only made the atmosphere colder. In a silence so deep it seemed to lower the temperature, the Awakener shivered involuntarily. Suddenly, Nahan clenched his teeth and pressed a hand to his own forehead, a groan of pain escaping from his staggering body.

"Ugh..."

"Nahan?!"

"Don't touch me..."

Nahan, avoiding the Awakener's attempt to support him, wrapped his head in his hands and groaned for a long time. It was a terrible sound, like the growling of a bound beast.

After stumbling around and rolling on the ground in agony, he finally managed to stand properly on his own. Panting, he returned to his previous state, and the Awakener realized that this wasn't the first time Nahan had experienced this.

"Your arm doesn't look good either. Are you... really okay? If it's a disease or something..."

Startled by the sight of Nahan's bloodshot eyes, the Awakener gasped in shock. Even being on the same side, Nahan's fearsome appearance made him unapproachable.

Had something happened to make him this way? He never used to be like this.

Despite the Awakener's obvious fear, Nahan's expression remained unchanged. He spoke in a low, hoarse voice, "I've had headaches before, but they started getting worse after I met the sage this time."

"Really?"

"It's not bad, though. Every time this pain ends, my mind clears, and I continue to realize something."

The Awakener couldn't comprehend what he meant and simply cocked his head, but Nahan didn't elaborate. Instead, he gave an order.

"Gather all the brothers and sisters in this village who share our purpose."

"I can gather them, but there are hardly any... What are you going to do?”

"We must do what we originally intended."

This statement was significant. The Awakener, who had always agreed with Nahan's ideology, was pleased that Nahan remained steadfast even in this state, but also worried.

The old Nahan was never this precarious. He used to joke around, and his innate coldness felt charming as a leader. Most importantly, back then, the gentle and kind Hosanna was always by his side.

Hosanna was not only helpful but also kind to everyone, not just Nahan. There were many missing colleagues at the time, and although they didn’t say it, it was shocking for everyone when he was caught by the Cavalry in the west and killed.

The Awakener realized anew how difficult it was to approach Nahan without Hosanna.

"You met the sage and just came back. Is that okay? When are the others coming? We don't have enough people here."

"The brothers and sisters who went with me might not be able to return. Something unexpected happened while meeting the sage."

Muttering the sage's name, Nahan's gaze suddenly turned icy cold.

"An unexpected event?"

"While coming here, I made sure to contact the brethren at the central base, so they should be arriving soon. And..."

He opened his mouth slowly, ensuring that each word was clear for the awaiting Awakener to hear.

"Make sure everyone gets the message. The name, 'The Star of Nagran,' has appeared on the list of collaborators with the Cavalry."

"What?"

"It wasn't my doing. So, who could it be?"

The Awakener's expression momentarily became blank. It was due to the collision between the logical conclusion and the long-ingrained brainwashing. As the words passed through his ears, they brought a sensation sharp as thorns, provoking a sudden, intense headache.

"Ah... Uh...? What... are you talking about? Nahan, I just... The Star of Nagran, what?"

“I have no intention of going with those who have joined hands with power. We will set out to find the world of the Awakeners on our own.”

Nahan declared this, looking at the pained Awakener.

“It would be nice if the one who betrayed us came to find us before that.”

—

Exactly four days after Kishiar sent a letter to the Cavalry headquarters authorizing the use of Hosanna's powers to travel south, a group of unfamiliar shadows appeared in front of the Cavalry’s southern branch.

"Commander! We have arrived!"

The sight of their colleagues from the capital surprised all the members guarding the southern branch.

"When did you get here? We didn't hear any news of your arrival...!"

"What's happening! How did you get here so quickly?"

"Happy to see you all, but let's save the talk for later. Where is the Commander?"

Amidst the slightly tired but smiling members from the capital, a tall woman stepped forward to ask. It was Ever, with her long brown hair tightly tied up.

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Leonardo Blaine, the true war hero of the Raina Logia Empire and the commander of the Armsilver 11th Squad, is dishonorably discharged for disobeying orders during the final battle that could have led the Empire to victory in the territorial war. People criticize and point fingers at him, and after being released on parole from prison, he disappears without a trace.

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"Since when have you been watching me?"

Leonardo was calculative and astute, so it wouldn't be surprising if he had been observing Hugo for some time now. However, Leonardo's answer was something that even Hugo had not anticipated.

"From the very beginning."

[BL] The Mist (Same author as Turning)

In the autumn of his 18th year, after winning the high school kendo championship finals, an unexpected accident occurred.

Due to that incident, Kang Mu-heon lost one of his legs, his closest friend, and his promising future. He closed off his heart and shut himself away alone.

A few years later, the world's first real virtual reality game <THE MIST> was announced, where even those with physical disabilities could play in healthy bodies.

By chance, Kang Mu-heon encountered it and began a new life as the mage Kapros, facing unexpected meetings, reunions, and days of change....

***

"Why was someone like you born into this world to make me so miserable? Do you understand when I say it like this?! You were born with talent for the sword, a bright personality, everything - you must have been laughing at me always lagging behind! Did you even know how pathetic I felt because of your stupid hypocrisy? A genius? What does any of that matter!"

Seung-jo's cries stabbed at his heart, wailing as if he were crying even though he wasn't, but there was no time to think further. He quickly clutched my stomach, got up, and ran towards him.

He looked surprised for a moment, but he was desperate.

Just as the car was about to reach us, he shoved Seung-jo hard. Right after Seung-jo fell and rolled away with wide, startled eyes—

Screech!

Bang! With an impact that felt like his whole body was being shattered, he flew through the air.

And in that brief yet long moment of floating in space, he remembered his reflection in Seung-jo's eyes for the last time.......

***

[ Then in THE MIST, may you become the master of infinite possibilities. ]

Whoosh!

When his vision returned after everything went white, he was standing in the middle of a bustling town. Amidst the clamor, countless people were busily going about their business here and there.

He looked down at himself, standing dazed and wearing clothes of unknown origin. When he touched the sleeve, he felt the texture of fabric as real as reality. His hair felt the same, and even when he touched the wall of a nearby house, he could clearly feel the solid, cold surface.

Is this... VT?

It seemed like a joke. It truly felt as if he had come to another world and was touching everything.

As he stood there unable to think due to the shock, he suddenly remembered the biggest reason he had decided to play this game, and snapped back to attention. His two legs were still as they had been when he first stood.

'Can I really walk?'

He first stepped out with his left foot, then very slowly put strength into his heavy right foot. It felt like cold sweat was running down his spine.

And then,

He lifted it,

Moved it,

And took another step to touch the ground again.

So easily. As if there had never been any problem with this leg from the beginning.

"Ah..."

At that moment, something that was neither joy nor emotion shot up his spine. Suddenly feeling a lump in his throat, he lowered his head and leaned against the wall. His right foot, bearing his weight, was doing its job perfectly.

"..."

Holding back the tightness in his throat, he took another step.

It didn't hurt. It wasn't heavy. His leg was no longer a useless piece of wood that ached.

Damn it, to be able to walk so easily like this.

To be able to run so easily like this.

He had wished even in his dreams for the day to come when he could walk and run like this again.

And so he walked again, kept walking, slowly getting faster, until finally he started running like a madman through the entire town.

***

"Kap. ...There seems to be a misunderstanding. That's not what I meant."

Just as he was thinking he should throw a punch, Yu-wan sighed with a troubled look and said.

A misunderstanding? How could it be a misunderstanding when he said with his own mouth that he didn't think of me as a friend?

"I didn't expect to receive such a question suddenly, so my explanation was probably too brief. Let me rephrase."

Yu-wan reached out his hand, his face completely changed from before - intense yet resolute - as he stared at him. As he didn't reject the hand suddenly approaching his face and kept his gaze fixed, his cool large hand touched his cheek completely.

A shiver ran down his spine at that moment.

"I'm sorry to say this to you, but I don't see you only as a friend. ...This is the complete answer."

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[BL] Cloudless Sky

Jin Soram, the top-ranked hunter representing South Korea's Rift Phenomenon Management Headquarters, is stronger than anyone else and lazier than anyone else. As soon as he arrives at the office, he buries himself under a blanket and falls asleep. When he goes out on a mission, he causes accidents and returns to the office, often shirking his duties.

"Do you know how it feels to play a game that's already messed up? ...Anyway, the next round will come, so this time, I'm just going to play it recklessly."

In fact, his true identity is someone who has regressed through three lives, trying to save the world from the Great Rift but failing each time. After repeating a life where he couldn't sleep peacefully even for a day, he became completely exhausted before this life even began.

"I know. You worked hard, Jin Soram."

And then there's Han Tae-un, the man who saved Soram and died in all three previous lives. As he did in every life, he comes to Soram's side once again. The Great Rift is approaching soon. It's impossible to resolve it in this life without any preparation. Soram vows to save Tae-un in this life and die himself. At least, he won't let Tae-un save a failure like himself again.

"For now, until then, let's sleep..."

As Soram sluggishly lives his life waiting for that moment, a gradual change occurs in his heart.

'I thought this was a messed-up round... but I want to live a little longer here.'