I’m the Only One Who Can’t See Ghosts

Bugs.

How fitting of a word for someone like her.

“You bitch.”

Celestial-Slayer spat out the curse at the illusion, her voice dripping with hatred. Deep within her soul, buried in the most sacred sanctuary of her being, a reaction stirred.

In other words, her Fundamental vow had begun to respond.

But was this a blessing or a curse?

In this false world, no stars shone.

She could not hear the whispers of the stars urging her to sever the heads of psychics and rip out their entrails. That was why Celestial-Slayer only scowled instead of attacking the expressionless girl standing before her.

“Hey, are you crazy!?”

Why the hell was he suddenly throwing out curses like that?

From Yoo Hajin’s perspective, the situation in the game was as follows:

The game had started breaking down, and then, all of a sudden, the characters had fallen through the ground. Just as planned, the phenomenon known as Map Break had begun.

‘Normally, when a Map Break happens, you just end up in a vast, empty void underground.’

That was how it worked in most games.

To minimize file size, developers often didn’t bother implementing underground terrain or soil at all. Even in games that did feature underground areas, there was always a depth limit due to file size constraints.

Once a player surpassed that limit, they would typically fall into an infinite void. Even in the deepest underground depths, all they would see was an empty sky.

That was how normal games functioned.

‘But why is there a city here?’

Instead of a void, a city had appeared.

Checking the map’s name, Yoo Hajin saw that it was called “The Last”.

As they plummeted toward The Last, a new character suddenly materialized before them—<GM Mirae>.

A GM? A Game Master?

Game Masters were absolute beings in games. They were the ones who judged and punished players for engaging in “creative” gameplay.

Since Yoo Hajin had done plenty of things that could be considered “creative,” he had no choice but to keep his mouth shut in fear.

<GM Mirae: Bugs.>

GM Mirae just called us bugs.

I’m doomed.

Yoo Hajin trembled as the realization sank in.

<Celestial-Slayer: You bitch.>

At that moment, Celestial-Slayer cursed out loud.

Yoo Hajin was so shocked that he couldn’t help but respond.

<Heavenly Demon Descen: Hey, are you crazy!?>

And then, he quickly followed up with another message.

<Heavenly Demon Descen: GM, I’m so sorry. I think she’s lost her mind. She is probably too immersed because you guys made the game too well.>

<GM Mirae: Why are you speaking formally to me?>

<Heavenly Demon Descen: ???>

Of course, all Yoo Hajin could see were pixelated 16-bit characters. There was no way for him to tell what GM Mirae actually looked like in real life.

<GM Mirae: …>

After a brief silence, GM Mirae continued.

<GM Mirae: Even if you’re seeing this world through such crude pixels… Even if you’re using the name assigned to you instead of my real name… Not recognizing me is unacceptable. That can never happen.>

Crude pixels?

Hearing those words, Yoo Hajin flinched.

‘How the hell does she know that?’

Who—or what—was GM Mirae?

As his mind became more tangled with questions, GM Mirae continued speaking.

<GM Mirae: …Have I spent too much time among bugs?>

Who was she referring to as bugs?

The answer was obvious—it had to be him and the blue-haired girl beside him.

Celestial-Slayer could only assume that was the case.

Her head burned with rage.

I have to endure even being treated like a bug?

Just put up with it? Until when?

Still? Am I still a slave?

Still a scared little girl, trembling in fear of Awakeners?

<Celestial-Slayer: Fuck that. I’m done.>

Celestial-Slayer growled, her voice filled with fury.

Without hesitation, she equipped the cheat items she had “persuaded” insiders into giving her.

<Celestial-Slayer: Just as I thought. Those damn monks really are like this. Trash who treat the common people like vermin—>

Just as she was mid-sentence, her attack came, offbeat and lightning-fast.

It was a technique that exploited the opponent’s expectation that she would vent her emotions through curses first before attacking.

But despite her rage, the attack was clean and precise.

It wasn’t the attack of someone blinded by anger. It was the attack of a killer in perfect control.

Even for someone skilled in combat, even for someone who had survived countless blood-soaked battlefields, predicting this attack would have been nearly impossible.

And yet, the illusion of the girl, the one called GM Mirae, did it.

She dodged Celestial-Slayer’s attack with nothing more than a slight twist of her waist.

This girl—this so-called GM—was extraordinarily skilled in battle.

With just this brief exchange, Celestial-Slayer understood that much.

<GM Mirae: You first.>

Without a change in expression, GM Mirae reached out toward her.

Suddenly, an eerie error message popped up in front of Celestial-Slayer’s eyes.

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LostSoul.exe – Connection Error

An unauthorized connection has been detected from your home. If you are alone, call 112 immediately.

Error Code: 1002

===

“What the hell… What kind of bullshit is this…?”

But the error messages didn’t stop there.

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LostSoul.exe – Critical Error

Something that should not exist is currently in your home.

After disconnecting, quickly find a place to hide.

Error Code: 435042

===

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LostSoul.exe

Patch complete.

Patch Notes – That thing beside you

Error Code: Hwakdsister

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LostSoul.exe – Normal

Please continue playing.

It is not there. Continue playing. Keep playing. Keep playing.

Error Code: Not an error

===

The moment Celestial-Slayer was forcibly logged out, Yoo Hajin instinctively moved to shield Nayu.

He didn’t know exactly what GM Mirae was, but one thing was certain—she was their enemy.

The girl called GM simply stared at him. She watched as Yoo Hajin did everything in his power to protect the blue-haired girl beside him.

<GM Mirae: What are you doing?>

<Heavenly Demon Descen: What are YOU doing?>

<GM Mirae: …Don’t tell me. You think she’s your little sister?>

<GM Mirae: She’s not your little sister—the one you should be protecting. Your real… Your real little sister is somewhere else.>

She knows about my sister?

Yoo Hajin bit his lip.

Could she be related to Joo-cheol or one of his people?

Or, as ridiculous as it sounded, could this being in front of him actually be his sister?

No, that was impossible. His sister had entered the Great Demon Gate. There was no way she could be playing a game.

And besides, her personality was way too different.

So Yoo Hajin made his judgment—the entity before him was someone connected to Joo-cheol.

Even though he knew a lot about his sister, there were still so many things Yoo Hajin didn’t understand.

<Heavenly Demon Descen: My sister is my sister. Nayu is Nayu.>

<GM Mirae: That’s wrong.>

GM Mirae continued speaking.

<GM Mirae: A little sister isn’t just a little sister. She’s family, the one who cherishes her brother the most, the closest friend, the most, the most…>

<GM Mirae: …And the one who can become the person who loves him the most.>

The most beloved… lover?

Yoo Hajin’s expression twisted in sheer disbelief. He slammed his fingers onto the keyboard and furiously typed.

<Heavenly Demon Descen: What the fuck, you incest freak!!!>

<GM Mirae: Ah…>

GM Mirae had been expressionless up until now.

But for the first time, her cold face turned even colder.

Seeing her reaction, Nayu trembled slightly.

<Nayu is Nayu: N-Nayu, cautious backward step.>

<Heavenly Demon Descen: Nayu, stay close behind me. I’ll protect you.>

GM Mirae flinched as she watched the scene unfold and muttered under her breath.

“That one is a strong bug… A venomous insect that could harm Mara… that could harm Oppa…”

But her voice was so quiet that on Yoo Hajin’s screen, all he could see was:

<GM Mirae: (whispers)>

And then, GM Mirae spoke again.

<GM Mirae: I hate leaving things to the will of the heavens, but… if I must reveal the true nature of that venomous insect, I have no choice.>

With that, GM Mirae’s form began to fade.

She slowly reached out toward Yoo Hajin, as if reluctant to leave. But Yoo Hajin did not take her hand.

<GM Mirae: … This is all because of the bugs…>

Her expression remained unreadable, yet there was something in her presence—an undercurrent of anger, hatred, and sorrow.

And then, she was gone.

Now, only Nayu and Yoo Hajin remained in the strange space.

Or so they thought.

From the abandoned city, people dressed in hanbok began to emerge.

“You… that blue hair… It can’t be.”

“How… How is this possible? The daughter of the Na Clan is still alive?”

“A-Ah…”

Among the people in hanbok, a woman suddenly rushed forward and embraced Nayu tightly.

“My child… My child!”

<Nayu is Nayu: N-Nayu shocked, Nayu flailing, Nayu doesn’t know what to do!>

Watching the emotional reunion, Yoo Hajin frowned.

Then, without hesitation, he began preparing his final weapon and a certain program.

– – The End of The Chapter – –

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