The wind howls around me as I soar through the stormy skies on the back of the skeletal dragon. Its bony wings slice through the air with a haunting melody. I spot the Seer, her graceful form floating in the clouds, a mischievous smirk playing on her lips.
"Seer!" I call out, my voice cutting through the turbulent winds. "Surrender now, and you might get to keep your life."
The Seer raises an eyebrow, her eyes glinting with ancient wisdom. "Why would I surrender to someone who clearly wishes to end me?"
I smirk, adjusting the bazooka on my shoulders. "Oh, I'll end you eventually. But first, I need to extract that precious brain of yours and gather every bit of information you've got."
She chuckles, her laughter echoing through the storm. "You're a peculiar one. In this kind of situation, most would just want my death, not my secrets. What makes you so different?"
I guide the skeletal dragon closer, the bones clinking with every movement. "Let's just say I have a penchant for knowledge. Now, surrender, or things are going to get messy."
The Seer tilts her head, considering my proposition. "Messy, you say? I've always found chaos quite intriguing."
I narrow my eyes, the swirling clouds reflecting my determination. "You won't find chaos intriguing when I'm done with you. Surrender now, and maybe you'll live long enough to witness the ‘chaos’ from a distance."
She smirks, her form disappearing into the clouds. "You've got spirit. I'll give you that. But catching me won't be as easy as you think."
The Seer, with a mere flicker, vanishes from my sight. "She's running!" I shout, urgency lacing my words.
Without hesitation, I unleash the bazooka strapped to my shoulders. The projectile streaks into the air, a lethal force homing in on the elusive figure concealed within the clouds.
"Chae Joochul, Shin Jonghak!" I call out to my allies, the wind carrying my voice through the storm. "Don't kill her! We still need her alive!"
Jonghak responds swiftly, disappearing into his black flames. In an instant, he reappears, reaching for the Seer who's frantically attempting to escape the impending danger. The clouds conceal the chase, a chaotic dance between pursuer and pursued.
Feeling the shift in the situation, I decide to secure the bazooka, tucking it away into my Witch King storage. It's no longer needed; the chase is in the hands of Jonghak. But I don’t let my guard down.
The Seer darts through the stormy clouds, evading the homing projectile with supernatural agility. "You can't escape, Seer!" I hear Jonghak shout, frustration edging into his voice.
Jonghak's speed in the air is astonishing, unexpected. He closes in on the Seer with a rapidity that catches even me off guard. I, too, am swift in flight, but the absence of my Undead Perks hinders my usual aerial combat finesse.
In this moment, solo combat in the air is not an option for me. I watch as Jonghak maneuvers with an almost otherworldly grace, determined to catch the elusive Seer.
Meanwhile, Chae Joochul, the old man with ancient power, takes aim from a distance. Laser beams shoot out one after another, creating a barrage of light that pushes the Seer further into a corner. The pressure intensifies, a relentless assault from the old master.
"Old man, keep it up!" I yell, the wind carrying my words. The Seer, now surrounded by relentless pursuit and laser beams, struggles to maintain her evasive maneuvers. The tempestuous sky becomes the stage for a battle of elements and powers. That sounds overly dramatic, but it is… Dark flames are scattered with the clouds, all sorts of elements drift in the atmosphere, and then there is me.
The Seer's eyes lock onto me with a dangerous glint as she gracefully maneuvers through the swirling clouds. With a wave of her fan, she repels the projectile unleashed by my bazooka, a demonstration of her mystical prowess.
"Persistent, aren't you?" she taunts, her voice echoing through the storm.
Jonghak, in hot pursuit, finds himself entangled with the projectile. The explosion ripples through the air, but to the Seer’s dismay, it seems ineffective against Shin Jonghak.
"Foolish attempt," Jonghak declares, his voice carrying an air of confidence even amidst the chaos.
I know the Seer must be contemplating her chances of escape. Despite her ability to peer into the future, my existence remains veiled from her foresight. A smirk plays on my lips as I revel in the irony of being such a nobody.
"Your foresight won't save you, Seer," I mutter to myself, savoring the moment.
The Seer's figure frantically retreats through the clouds, a futile attempt at evading the inevitable. Her miscalculation becomes apparent, and I can't help but laugh, mocking her desperate efforts.
"Skeletal dragon," I command, my voice cutting through the storm. "Unleash your dragon breath!"
As an undead, the skeletal dragon shouldn't possess the ability to unleash such destructive power. Yet, I've augmented it with cybernetic enhancements, defying the limits of its skeletal form. An intense surge of energy builds within the dragon, culminating in a formidable blast.
The energy blast hurtles towards the Seer, an unstoppable force in pursuit of destiny. In the chaos that ensues, I activate my Gift, [Nobody Knows], rendering myself invisible.
I feel bad for the Seer, but I think it is time I end this.
The stormy skies are ablaze with bright blue energy flames, intertwining with Jonghak's dark inferno as chaos reigns in the clouds. I seize the opportunity and close in on the Seer, my descent unnoticed amidst the swirling tempest.
When I reach her side, I wrap my arms around her in a deceptively gentle hug. With a scimitar in hand, I swiftly carry out the grim deed, beheading the Seer. Her obliviousness persists until the very end.
Jonghak halts in his chase, witnessing the macabre scene unfolding before him. He voices his confusion, "What happened to not killing her?"
I glance at him with a twisted smirk, though he won’t see my expression since I am wearing a mask. "I ordered you not to kill her so that I could. A necessary clarification, my friend."
Jonghak frowns, struggling to comprehend my unconventional logic. As I continue falling into a freefall, I prepare for a seamless escape. Just before the ground approaches, I activate my ability, teleporting adjacent to a nearby building. The momentum of the fall dissipates, and in my right hand, I proudly hold the severed head of the Seer.
On the rooftop, I set to work, extracting various items from my Witch King's storage ability. Small objects of arcane or scientific origins materialize in my hands. With meticulous care, I place the Seer's severed head onto a small vat, securing it in place. A series of intricate connections ensue as I plug the vat into my supercomputer.
Besides the gruesome setup, I reveal my CPU—a unique fusion of technology and the Elder Dragon's brain, intricately embedded into a network of steel pipes. The amalgamation of magic and machinery represents the culmination of my dark experimentation.
Jonghak descends to the rooftop, his eyes fixed on the unnerving scene. Uncomfortable, he observes as I navigate the macabre assembly before me. A momentary silence hangs in the air, broken only by the faint hum of machinery and the distant echoes of the storm.
"I've graduated from wacky science to creepy science, haven't I?" I muse, acknowledging the discomfort in Jonghak's expression.
He nods, his unease palpable. The rooftop becomes a stage for the convergence of mysticism and technology, where the boundaries of ethics and experimentation blur into a chilling dance… but who am I? I am Hyon Hyung, and I have long been unprincipled and unethical!
I proceed methodically, my hands dancing with precision as I connect more of the steel pipes to the intricate network of the Elder Dragon's brain. The supercomputer hums with power, processing the macabre data fed into it.
Jonghak finally breaks the silence, his voice betraying a hint of concern. "What are you planning, and why does it involve the Seer's head?"
I look up from my work, meeting Jonghak's gaze with an intensity that matches the storm swirling around us. "Answers, my friend. The Seer's plans transcend ordinary understanding. To unlock the secrets she held, we must delve into the realms of both magic and science. Basically, I am going to violate her brain and look at her history."
“You unprincipled bastard…” Jonghak grimaces.
"Jonghak, where's Chae Joochul?" I inquire, breaking the concentration on my macabre experiments.
Jonghak glances around, then replies, "The old man is heading down to assist Nayun against Yoo Jinhyung. Seems like there's trouble brewing there. Yoo Jinhyung might not seem much, but he is actually very strong… In every iteration I have met him, he was among the closest ones to actually get me killed. If it involves family, that uncle will certainly pull through anything."
I nod in understanding, acknowledging the urgency of the situation. With Jonghak watching over me, I retrieve a VR headset from my Witch King's storage. “My guy, please protect and watch over me.”
As I wear the headset, I feel a surge of anticipation. The Seer's memories, locked within her severed head, should enlighten us from whatever motivations she had. I activate the device, immersing myself in the virtual realm where her consciousness resides.
"Let's see what revelations you have for me," I mutter, eager to unravel the mysteries concealed within the recesses of her mind. The VR world unfolds, a canvas of memories waiting to be explored, and I prepare to sift through the enigmatic corridors of the Seer's past.
The wind howls around me as I soar through the stormy skies on the back of the skeletal dragon. Its bony wings slice through the air with a haunting melody. I spot the Seer, her graceful form floating in the clouds, a mischievous smirk playing on her lips.
"Seer!" I call out, my voice cutting through the turbulent winds. "Surrender now, and you might get to keep your life."
The Seer raises an eyebrow, her eyes glinting with ancient wisdom. "Why would I surrender to someone who clearly wishes to end me?"
I smirk, adjusting the bazooka on my shoulders. "Oh, I'll end you eventually. But first, I need to extract that precious brain of yours and gather every bit of information you've got."
She chuckles, her laughter echoing through the storm. "You're a peculiar one. In this kind of situation, most would just want my death, not my secrets. What makes you so different?"
I guide the skeletal dragon closer, the bones clinking with every movement. "Let's just say I have a penchant for knowledge. Now, surrender, or things are going to get messy."
The Seer tilts her head, considering my proposition. "Messy, you say? I've always found chaos quite intriguing."
I narrow my eyes, the swirling clouds reflecting my determination. "You won't find chaos intriguing when I'm done with you. Surrender now, and maybe you'll live long enough to witness the ‘chaos’ from a distance."
She smirks, her form disappearing into the clouds. "You've got spirit. I'll give you that. But catching me won't be as easy as you think."
The Seer, with a mere flicker, vanishes from my sight. "She's running!" I shout, urgency lacing my words.
Without hesitation, I unleash the bazooka strapped to my shoulders. The projectile streaks into the air, a lethal force homing in on the elusive figure concealed within the clouds.
"Chae Joochul, Shin Jonghak!" I call out to my allies, the wind carrying my voice through the storm. "Don't kill her! We still need her alive!"
Jonghak responds swiftly, disappearing into his black flames. In an instant, he reappears, reaching for the Seer who's frantically attempting to escape the impending danger. The clouds conceal the chase, a chaotic dance between pursuer and pursued.
Feeling the shift in the situation, I decide to secure the bazooka, tucking it away into my Witch King storage. It's no longer needed; the chase is in the hands of Jonghak. But I don’t let my guard down.
The Seer darts through the stormy clouds, evading the homing projectile with supernatural agility. "You can't escape, Seer!" I hear Jonghak shout, frustration edging into his voice.
Jonghak's speed in the air is astonishing, unexpected. He closes in on the Seer with a rapidity that catches even me off guard. I, too, am swift in flight, but the absence of my Undead Perks hinders my usual aerial combat finesse.
In this moment, solo combat in the air is not an option for me. I watch as Jonghak maneuvers with an almost otherworldly grace, determined to catch the elusive Seer.
Meanwhile, Chae Joochul, the old man with ancient power, takes aim from a distance. Laser beams shoot out one after another, creating a barrage of light that pushes the Seer further into a corner. The pressure intensifies, a relentless assault from the old master.
"Old man, keep it up!" I yell, the wind carrying my words. The Seer, now surrounded by relentless pursuit and laser beams, struggles to maintain her evasive maneuvers. The tempestuous sky becomes the stage for a battle of elements and powers. That sounds overly dramatic, but it is… Dark flames are scattered with the clouds, all sorts of elements drift in the atmosphere, and then there is me.
The Seer's eyes lock onto me with a dangerous glint as she gracefully maneuvers through the swirling clouds. With a wave of her fan, she repels the projectile unleashed by my bazooka, a demonstration of her mystical prowess.
"Persistent, aren't you?" she taunts, her voice echoing through the storm.
Jonghak, in hot pursuit, finds himself entangled with the projectile. The explosion ripples through the air, but to the Seer’s dismay, it seems ineffective against Shin Jonghak.
"Foolish attempt," Jonghak declares, his voice carrying an air of confidence even amidst the chaos.
I know the Seer must be contemplating her chances of escape. Despite her ability to peer into the future, my existence remains veiled from her foresight. A smirk plays on my lips as I revel in the irony of being such a nobody.
"Your foresight won't save you, Seer," I mutter to myself, savoring the moment.
The Seer's figure frantically retreats through the clouds, a futile attempt at evading the inevitable. Her miscalculation becomes apparent, and I can't help but laugh, mocking her desperate efforts.
"Skeletal dragon," I command, my voice cutting through the storm. "Unleash your dragon breath!"
As an undead, the skeletal dragon shouldn't possess the ability to unleash such destructive power. Yet, I've augmented it with cybernetic enhancements, defying the limits of its skeletal form. An intense surge of energy builds within the dragon, culminating in a formidable blast.
The energy blast hurtles towards the Seer, an unstoppable force in pursuit of destiny. In the chaos that ensues, I activate my Gift, [Nobody Knows], rendering myself invisible.
I feel bad for the Seer, but I think it is time I end this.
The stormy skies are ablaze with bright blue energy flames, intertwining with Jonghak's dark inferno as chaos reigns in the clouds. I seize the opportunity and close in on the Seer, my descent unnoticed amidst the swirling tempest.
When I reach her side, I wrap my arms around her in a deceptively gentle hug. With a scimitar in hand, I swiftly carry out the grim deed, beheading the Seer. Her obliviousness persists until the very end.
Jonghak halts in his chase, witnessing the macabre scene unfolding before him. He voices his confusion, "What happened to not killing her?"
I glance at him with a twisted smirk, though he won’t see my expression since I am wearing a mask. "I ordered you not to kill her so that I could. A necessary clarification, my friend."
Jonghak frowns, struggling to comprehend my unconventional logic. As I continue falling into a freefall, I prepare for a seamless escape. Just before the ground approaches, I activate my ability, teleporting adjacent to a nearby building. The momentum of the fall dissipates, and in my right hand, I proudly hold the severed head of the Seer.
On the rooftop, I set to work, extracting various items from my Witch King's storage ability. Small objects of arcane or scientific origins materialize in my hands. With meticulous care, I place the Seer's severed head onto a small vat, securing it in place. A series of intricate connections ensue as I plug the vat into my supercomputer.
Besides the gruesome setup, I reveal my CPU—a unique fusion of technology and the Elder Dragon's brain, intricately embedded into a network of steel pipes. The amalgamation of magic and machinery represents the culmination of my dark experimentation.
Jonghak descends to the rooftop, his eyes fixed on the unnerving scene. Uncomfortable, he observes as I navigate the macabre assembly before me. A momentary silence hangs in the air, broken only by the faint hum of machinery and the distant echoes of the storm.
"I've graduated from wacky science to creepy science, haven't I?" I muse, acknowledging the discomfort in Jonghak's expression.
He nods, his unease palpable. The rooftop becomes a stage for the convergence of mysticism and technology, where the boundaries of ethics and experimentation blur into a chilling dance… but who am I? I am Hyon Hyung, and I have long been unprincipled and unethical!
I proceed methodically, my hands dancing with precision as I connect more of the steel pipes to the intricate network of the Elder Dragon's brain. The supercomputer hums with power, processing the macabre data fed into it.
Jonghak finally breaks the silence, his voice betraying a hint of concern. "What are you planning, and why does it involve the Seer's head?"
I look up from my work, meeting Jonghak's gaze with an intensity that matches the storm swirling around us. "Answers, my friend. The Seer's plans transcend ordinary understanding. To unlock the secrets she held, we must delve into the realms of both magic and science. Basically, I am going to violate her brain and look at her history."
“You unprincipled bastard…” Jonghak grimaces.
"Jonghak, where's Chae Joochul?" I inquire, breaking the concentration on my macabre experiments.
Jonghak glances around, then replies, "The old man is heading down to assist Nayun against Yoo Jinhyung. Seems like there's trouble brewing there. Yoo Jinhyung might not seem much, but he is actually very strong… In every iteration I have met him, he was among the closest ones to actually get me killed. If it involves family, that uncle will certainly pull through anything."
I nod in understanding, acknowledging the urgency of the situation. With Jonghak watching over me, I retrieve a VR headset from my Witch King's storage. “My guy, please protect and watch over me.”
As I wear the headset, I feel a surge of anticipation. The Seer's memories, locked within her severed head, should enlighten us from whatever motivations she had. I activate the device, immersing myself in the virtual realm where her consciousness resides.
"Let's see what revelations you have for me," I mutter, eager to unravel the mysteries concealed within the recesses of her mind. The VR world unfolds, a canvas of memories waiting to be explored, and I prepare to sift through the enigmatic corridors of the Seer's past.
