Turning

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Chapter 831

Unlike before, Yuder was attempting to push away or topple the brainwashed individuals in a slow and cautious manner, yet without any direct contact.

The brainwashed, persistently rising and charging towards him, were relentless in their pursuit.

The sage, controlling them with an attitude far bolder than before, was orchestrating their movements.

Amidst this confrontation, black shadows, like the bars of a prison, slammed into place, and at that moment, someone flew in and landed within them.

The newcomer, who had flown in, wrapping the shadows around her hand like a rope used for support on a tree, was none other than Ever Beck.

"Ever?"

"Yes, it's me."

Caught off guard by this sudden appearance, the brainwashed stumbled to avoid the shadows and Ever seized the opportunity to speak.

"I'm glad I'm not too late. I figured out that the sage's trail led here, but in the process, Hosanna escaped."

"..."

"Kanna is still outside, reinforcements are on the way, and thanks to Hinn and Finn, I arrived first. As you can see, Gakane helped me get through this chaos."

Yuder's surprise quickly faded. He shook his head and gestured towards an unseen area where Nahan and Kishiar were likely to be.

"We're fine here, go to the Commander first."

"I'm sorry, but I can't do that."

Ever's response was unexpected.

"The moment I arrived, the Commander gestured for me to come here. Remember, the sage is my responsibility too."

'...What?'

Just as he spoke, the shadows' diversion ended.

"Die….!"

"Die…. Die….!"

The brainwashed knights, hacking through the shadows with their swords, began to swing their weapons wildly. Ever, raising her hands in readiness, pointed her glowing fingers at them.

Knowing well the lethal effectiveness of the technique Ever was about to unleash, Yuder shouted just before its activation.

"Ever! Stop for a moment....."

He didn't have time to say that excessive force shouldn't be used against the non-Awakeners.

'This won't do. I need to stop it first.'

It was at that moment Yuder was about to condense the wind.

Suddenly, Ever disappeared from Yuder's sight.

No, not disappeared - she moved with such explosive speed and at an unexpected angle that it seemed she vanished.

She took advantage of the moment when she was out of everyone's sight, moving behind the brainwashed knights, and gently pushed the back of an unsuspecting one.

The touch of her fingertips was simultaneously swift and yet appeared slow.

And then, in the moment she dodged away, the knights she had touched stopped momentarily before collapsing to the ground, rolling over.

It seemed like they would rise again quickly as before, but this time, they only twitched briefly and did not stand up again. They were perfectly subdued and unconscious, without any visible wounds.

Even the sage, and Yuder himself, couldn't comprehend what had just happened in front of their eyes.

"What did you just say?"

After coldly checking on the unconscious, Ever turned and asked.

"...That technique. What is it?"

"Oh, it's something new I made."

"When did you do it?"

"While following these guys' trail!"

Ever casually responded and then, as more brainwashed charged at her, she launched her hand in the same manner and spoke again.

"Last time, after what happened, I couldn't just do nothing. As one of the Deputy Commanders of the Cavalry, how could I let the same enemy, in the same way, get the best of me again! Ah, thank you."

The sudden word of gratitude from Ever was because Yuder was able to deflect a weapon that had been hurled from her blind spot. Yuder, with intense focus in his eyes, watched Ever, who, like a silent whirlwind, was bringing down their enemies between each of her words.

Responding to his will, Yuder’s Eye of Magic shone brighter than before in a strong golden hue, finally revealing the true nature of her new technique.

Ever Beck had the ability to significantly enhance the skin and strength of her hands, concentrating minute energy at her fingertips to strike her foes. There was a time when she had contemplated developing a technique to compensate for the perceived drawbacks of this power, but Yuder's advice had dissuaded her from doing so.

It was a power that excelled in close combat. Originally impressive, but could be further refined through meticulous control.

Impressive as it was, her newly developed technique went a step further.

The bodies of the brainwashed, touched by Ever's fingertips.

The minutely controlled force, barely visible to the naked eye, absorbed by their clothing, spread throughout their bodies in an unseen impact.

In Yuder's Eye of Magic, the ripples created by Ever's power resembled a lake disturbed by a small stone.

The ripples were gentle and fine, seemingly non-aggressive. Yet, the moment one realized them, they engulfed the body like a sudden wave, delivering a paralyzing shock and effectively immobilizing vital points.

Silently. Peacefully and slowly.

Yet, definitively subduing the enemy with thousands, tens of thousands of these fine impacts.

At first glance, the technique didn't seem powerful, but its essence lay in subduing the enemy without any visible harm.

It was a remarkable technique, developed in the midst of such busyness, keeping her strengths intact while repeatedly honing and refining them to their limits.

Why she developed such a technique became apparent from her recent explanation.

Ever had encountered the sage in the capital and faced those he had brainwashed. Had it been a quiet place without onlookers, she might have successfully completed her mission. However, her power was far from suitable for such a scenario.

To the onlookers, the evil one was clearly the other party, but when the brainwasher played the victim with his brainwashed minions, the one who appeared aggressively became more noticeable.

Consequently, attracting the nobles' attention and enduring their humiliating remarks without completing her mission must have been a painfully memorable experience for Ever.

Embedded in Ever's new technique was the effort and thorough contemplation of how she would face the sage and his various brainwashed adversaries in future battles.

One can't always fight in comfortable settings, especially against those who use people as weapons through brainwashing.

Then, at least, she resolved to develop a technique with her own hands that wouldn't aid the enemy, while being most beneficial for her side.

Endlessly delving into this single goal, the answer Ever found was here.

'...I see.'

Having grasped this, Yuder withdrew the power from his Eye of Magic.

Yuder had thought he knew Ever Beck very well. Her power control had been exceptional in their previous life, after all.

However, he now realized that perhaps he was the one who had least understood her potential, trapped in the memories of their past life. The level of her current abilities couldn't simply be described as extraordinary.

A new creation that surpassed all expectations, a dazzling advancement.

In their previous life, Yuder had always trusted and relied on Ever, the ten-year veteran Deputy Commander of the Cavalry. Yet, she had never been capable of such feats back then.

And now, this new technique, crafted by her fingertips, was precisely what Yuder needed most.

'The thought of asking Ever to step back now seems utterly absurd.'

Yuder knew all too well that Ever, more than anyone, yearned to capture the sage, gratefully accepting the opportunity to rectify the past mistakes Kishiar had given out.

He sighed deeply.

Up until Ever's arrival, Yuder's mind had been slowly but surely encroached upon by anxious thoughts and memories of his past life, all of which halted in their tracks.

His sharp focus towards Kishiar's direction, and ears attuned there, all ceased and closed off.

Yuder then addressed Ever.

"Don't worry about the rear, just continue as you are. I'll provide support."

Yuder decided he no longer needed to be the one to capture the sage himself.

The sage had been pursued by Ever thus far. Having come this far, it seemed right to leave the sage's direct handling to Ever, while Yuder would suffice with supporting from behind.

In this situation, he accepted that he couldn't achieve a 'quiet and safe resolution' in the way he had always wanted, more surely than Ever could.

In the past, he would not have allowed anyone else to take the forefront over himself. But now, it didn't make him feel anxious or bad.

Ever glanced over and nodded faintly, as if understanding. Then, she plunged back into her extreme focus, exerting her power and launching into action once again.

"Ever! Yuder!"

"We're here!"

Soon after, the Eldore siblings joined the fray.

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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.'

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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.

Three years later, his name has been forgotten by the world. The Council has been persistently pursuing him, but he has proven difficult to capture. Frustrated by this, Hugo Agrizendro, the commander of the Council's army, decides to personally apprehend him.

"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.'