SSS-Class Suicide Hunter

2.

I have no place to call home.

A pillow with a fresh scent that was spread out in the sun every day, if you will. A bunk bed at the daycare center. It must be where the Prelate dug up my lying ear with a cotton swab when I was very young.

A hometown that will never return.

[You're dead.]

Blink, blink.

The broken lamp echoes a warning sound in your mind, as if panting white breath.

[Your current Hunter rank is Class S.]

[Due to enhanced penalties, you will choose the skill trigger sequence.]

If the sheets on the bunk bed with the green and yellow patterns were his home, this would also be his home.

Home of the Four Kings.

Dark roots.

[1. Do you want to acquire the skill of the enemy who killed you first?]

[2. Would you like to implement the trauma of the enemy who killed you first?]

Maybe a little gag is the basis of the Four Kings.

Hehe.

A man of principle. Desking Kim....

- Yeah, I heard about the escaping.

The messenger said:

- Hey, you got a lot to say, but pick one. We're in trouble if we start with trauma.

“Damn……."

I know you're embarrassed right now, but why don't you pick number one? When you were in Hunter Rank B, you were traumatized. And now it's Class S? Fuck you. Here, pick one. Number one.

“Grrrghhh...! ”

- Choose!

I chose.

[You have selected number 1.]

[Skill conditions are achieved due to death.]

Randomly copy the skills of [Constellation]]

Bloop.

A golden sparkle floats around.

[Forms a skill card.]

[Please select a skill card.]

And that was it.

I hold my head and wait for the cards to form. 3 seconds. 6 seconds. However, no matter how long you wait, there is only one firefly running through the dark air.

That is.

“…… one? ”

Only one ability.

The pranking constellation holds only one skill.

“That's why you don't have to pick a card and sleep. I just have to choose that one. Well, then I guess I have a choice, but it's not like I've grown, and I haven't changed a bit either. ”

I stretched out my hand in the dark and retracted. I felt a reality. I didn't feel like I was moving a virtual hand in a ritual or dreaming. Really, it was a sense of movement in my body.

- Is that so?

The messenger touched his chin.

- Used to sound like a voice or like a ghost, but now he's got a full body. It's still dark around here.

“Is this because Hunter Rank went up, too? ”

- I don't know if I know your skills better than you, supergenius.

Let me see the messenger. He muttered and returned to the back of the golden card.

And I read the skill description on the back of the card.

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[Deep Yellow Blood, thin and thin] (1/3)

Rank: EX

Effect: Control the world in real time. The world changes with the imagination of skill casters. If you want the caster to be in the ocean, there's an ocean. "There was originally a sea," the world would change from the beginning.

This is a power not originally permitted, and is only permitted under a limited agreement with this tower.

The skill restrictions are as follows:

However, if the imagination is lacking, the world will not change.

To make oceans, you have to be able to imagine oceans. There's a big difference between just imagining and specifically imagining.

However, skill holders cannot make changes to the world by themselves.

The holder can only use the skill when working with others. [MARCUS] is only valid when you are trying to achieve your imagination with your companion, not just by yourself. Choose your companion carefully.

However, this skill can only be used 3 times.

This skill is not permanent. Reduces the number of available uses each time you finish a match. The skill will be destroyed when the third time [Starburst] is completely finished.

You will be penalized each time you use a skill.

Currently, there is only one use left for [Scarlet Eye].

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I opened my mouth.

At first, I lost my words to the overwhelming power of my skills. But then...

“There are so many restrictions!? ”

I was appalled by the myriad limitations I had never seen before.

“One, two, three... Four conditions? Oh, my God. The same EX grade skill, [Regent's reel watch], is highly qualified. I've never seen a skill with more than two limitations before, but what is this……."

- Hmm.

The messenger mutters. Unlike me, the messenger looks convinced.

- Even at the top of the constellation, I thought it could be so scary. Of course. You used to inflict a penalty on your powers to maximize their effectiveness. I've never been wrong about anything. Perverts playing with perverts. You perverted master.

“pervert master…. ”

- Do you remember?

The messenger bites suddenly.

“Yes?”

- Name of the constellation. He was half brainwashed and took to God, but after a few days, he's your dedicated constellation. Every time he uses his powers, you hear his name in a message, constellation names, do you remember him?

"......."

I narrowed it down.

Keep it tight.

“…… No. I don't remember. Is this also the effect of [Yellow Brick]? Because of our wishes, our imaginations, that we don't want to be named. ”

- It could be. Other interpretations are possible.

The messenger flicked his fingers.

A golden card bounced off my finger and hovered around.

- It was taken away.

“Taken away?”

- Penalty.

Penalties.

- The constellations aren't exerting any power in this space. I'm free, but I don't even have a nickname on the skill card statement... It's just a bluff. There must be a reason.

“…… Does this mean your name has been deleted at all? ”

- Hundred and ninety.

The messenger folds his arms and tilts his head slowly.

- According to this, [Starburst] can only be used 3 times. And I've already written it twice. Zombie Kim, you may be the third and final companion to be chosen for the Red Cross.

"......."

When I heard that, there was a voice that came to my mind.

When I asked him to become my disciple, he gave me his constellation.

You're the one I've been waiting for for for thousands of years.

You are my third follower.

Will you believe me?

Third Faith.

The constellation was clear, so I said.

- So.

While I was scraping the clues from my past memories, the messenger continued to speculate in his own way. The messenger flicks his fingers.

- This mysterious star has already written "Red Cross" number two. And he received two penalties. One of them is probably going to lose his name forever.

“Losing your name... is that such a penalty? ”

- Why do you think he was so strong? Why the fuck are you shaking so hard to get your name back?

I got the chin.

The messenger scratches his cheek.

- Names matter, and losing them is a huge penalty.

"Hmm."

It's a huge penalty for constellations.

The messenger said:

- Names are coordinates, there's no target without a name, there's no direction without a target, and it's almost impossible to have faith in a constellation that doesn't know where it is. Losing your name is like giving up faith. It becomes impossible in the first place to become a giant constellation like Mahjon or Barbit.

That's one penalty.

“So…… what was the other penalty? ”

- Something like that. Taking part in existence.

The beholder's gaze sank deeper.

- I think it might be something else.

Looks. Appearance. Appearance.

A physical entity that reveals itself to the outside.

- Any guesses?

"......."

There is.

Guess what.

I want to buy her something that suits her.

Into an easy-to-use outfit. Is there anything good to wear?

I was trying to buy a dress for the constellation in a village I don't know where, maybe even a place written by [Starburst].

Then the landlord said.

A child? Where is he?

"Hey, there's a boy almost dressed as a rag.

"Hmm? I'm sorry. I don't see anyone. I don't know what you're talking about...

Yes, it is.

Host was not aware of constellation at first. Or, even if I recognized it, I could not recognize it correctly.

Me, too.

"Oh, but is it a bit big?

That's weird. I thought it would be perfect...?

I stopped buying constellations too big clothes.

Although they clearly recognized the constellation as a "boy," they unconsciously and unconsciously gave him a garment much larger than a "boy."

“…… I see. ”

It is not only silk body type. I have doubts about my voice, my gender, my speech and everything I remember.

Literally spotless.

Everything that shapes the appearance of the constellation is surrounded by fog.

“The constellation has lost its name. I've lost my appearance. That's the penalty for constellations. And now choosing me as the third follower, the last companion of [Starburst] ……."

- You have one penalty far worse than your name or appearance.

“Yes."

Maybe.

“…… I wonder if its existence will be erased. ”

Traces that star has been alive all this time.

All the memories of others who remember themselves, including their own. Perhaps the third penalty would be to disappear completely.

It's called the extermination of existence.

The only penalty I can think of that is worse than my name or appearance.

- Yes, it is.

The messenger nodded at my reasoning.

- That constellation wanted to write you a Red Cross, even with that kind of penalty. He doesn't care if he disappears or not.

"......."

- Why the hell not? You won't have to ask. You'll find out soon enough.

“Yes."

I reached out my hand.

“You'll see trauma anyway. ”

I caught the only glittering golden light in the air.

[Selected.]

[Copy the skill.]

With my fingers, the cards melted away. And they turned into golden fireflies and rushed towards their hearts. For a while, my heart was filled with gold.

And...

[Skill penalties apply.]

[Your current Hunter rank is Class S.]

[Warning.]

Tick, tick.

Somewhere, the clock needle began to turn.

[Penalty depth imagined ( ).]

It's human too.]

With a streak that surpassed the ferocious speed, tick, cognition, tick, tick, tick, saliva and second saliva were mixed into a chaotic window, tick, scatter only the images and go crazy.

[Reproduce the trauma of the enemy that killed you.]

Suddenly my heart was creeped out.

Even the fatal trauma that occurred when Rank was Class B, the messenger did not enter with him. No. I went in, but I couldn't maintain the traitor's presence. My memory, overwhelmed by Kim Yul's memory, was transformed into someone other than him.

I was dead once, too, in Class A.

It's just a clown. I once drank poison while preparing for war with the Horse Towers, and I fell asleep.

‘His trauma was nothing. ’

He was a man who lived his life enjoying it. It was not a level to compare with Kim Yul or Estelle.

Not every human being in the world can be that unhappy.

Ultimately, determining the concentration of trauma was related not only to my level, but also to the life of the other party.

‘…… How about this time? ’

Tick, tick.

‘The trauma of the constellations. ’

Tick, tick.

‘If it's too bad, I might disappear myself.... ’

The clock needle stopped somewhere.

‘But.'

I clenched my lip.

‘I'll get over it.'

The moment you're ready.

[Warning.]

[Missing skill candidate's nickname.]

[No statement found for skill candidate.]

The voice of the tower echoes in a dimming ritual.

[Warning.]

[No appearance found for skill target.]

Failed to reproduce.]

Replace the required data for implementation.]

I don't know where it is, but it's an ominous thought.

[Implement the trauma of the enemy that killed you.]

Tuck.

My consciousness has been severed.