The S-Classes That I Raised

The wings of the white feather were folded in silence, and a bird predicting the future infiltrated the world just before its demise.

The sky was shining in a dark, yellow light. Mana in the air became so dark that her glitter became visible that those with low Awakening grades were unable to control their own magical powers and were suicidal. However, it was after most of the low grades disappeared, as well as the high ones.

All the cities of the world, even the capital of the country, called the Last Borough, were silent.

Even the power to protect one world was weakened, and I could clearly feel the power of the transcendents outside. Immediately before the world was swallowed up by the source, they were hyenas who were aiming for the moment when the shield completely disappeared. Those who lose their world, or miss the place where they lived and swallowed, and try to scrape up pieces of other worlds.

He stood on the ruins and looked up at the sky. I felt a slight helplessness and dark strangeness. No, he's seen a lot of similar sights already. Those memories fainted in my mind. Falling sky and spreading moonlight.

A white bird settles in front of him, stumbling across obscure memories. The wings flap and the faded hair shakes long. The existence of the white bird was overwhelming, though only a fraction of it actually came through a weakened gap in protecting the world. However, the sinking gold looked at her indifferently.

- The new moon bride.

His eyes slightly distorted.

“I don't remember getting engaged. ”

- I thought that was the best title. You won't be able to keep who you are now, even if it's the same person.

The white bird said indifferently.

“Why did you come to see me? Future event, maybe. ”

He was the closest thing I had to a system administrator in the world. I've heard of the silent white bird, the bird that counts the stars.

“That's a lot of words for a nickname. ”

- There's more than one future for the see-through species. of the myriad of possible strands, the high-probability threads.

The white bird was a nazi horse.

- But the moment you put it out, it's a prophecy that must be fulfilled.

The power to lock up your future possibilities at a higher rate. That was the white bird's ability to rise above the foreseeable future.

- The future I predict will change into something different, but not perfect. If the prophecy is wrong, I have to pay the price.

Depending on the importance of the prophecy, the power could simply be temporarily weakened, the power would be completely reduced, and we would have to give up our lives. That's why she chose silence.

Hearing the White Bird's words, he raises his mouth at an angle.

“In conclusion, I came to the prophecy and opened my beak. ”

- To my beloved tree.

“Love, it's not funny. ”

- You couldn't have felt that way. I have become unable to stand in the same line as the other intelligent beings in the world. General Awakenings, even the paladins, are insignificant to you.

“First of all, I'm a circumcision artist, too. ”

- That's how it's disguised. The circumcision also cannot be your race. You're only hidden, you're almost transcendent. You must have felt it already. It attracts momentary interest, but it soon scatters like sand.

He is silent, as the White Bird has said. Interesting things were rare and I got tired of even the rare things.

- Maybe he loves something trivial. But you can't. You know your own values, so you can't force yourself down to do something that really gives you a heart attack. because it cuts both sides off.

“Impossible to have regular emotional exchanges except for the outsiders. Are you here to prophesy? ”

- The transcendents won't be any different. You are strongly tied to the crescent moon. If you're not a transcendent equal or superior to her, then you're unconscious with each other.

“You keep saying you don't have a lover or a friend. Although the prophets are common. ”

It was a silly story.

“Get to the point. ”

- You'll never be attracted to anyone but the crescent moon. We'll be floating around the world slowly, losing ourselves and standing next to the crescent moon. On that day, the origin will be swallowed by the moon.

“Now we just have to strike the prophet in the neck with an ominous voice. Then tell me how to get out. ”

- You're a compulsory immortal.

The white bird spoke calmly.

- Even if you cut your own throat, only the outermost memory will disappear, and the remaining layers will be restored to the crescent moon. And it's going to happen again.

The transcendents couldn't touch him because he belonged to a protected world.

- But...

“As the prophecy always does. ”

- Only two humans will be special to you.

The prophecy of the bird that counts the stars continued.

- One black moon to swallow you. It's the only thing that can bring you the end. So even if you're tied to the Crescent Moon chain, you won't be attracted to it. Rather, they're tied up and they want to get closer.

“Some say death is liberating, but I don't like it. ”

Nevertheless, the fact that there was an end was not bad. A slight bend in the gold, with a faint expectation.

- I wouldn't say the moon ceremony will be complete. It will only be the result of a choice between you and that human. But at the very least, the lunar eclipse will give you a little longer.

“If I ever see you again, I'll make it up to you. ”

He said dry.

- The other one is an ordinary human being. He is unbelievably weak and insignificant compared to you. It's one of the many humans that is invisible.

“And yet you can feel special. ”

- I don't know.

The white bird lifts its head high.

- Unlike the Black Lunar New Year, he's tangled with an indefinitely low probability. Maybe you didn't even know he existed, and you didn't even pass each other by. And even if you did, it might end there.

Even the White Bird's ability was too difficult to raise the possibility, and he was too uncertain. If the opponent is a circumflex or a high-grade Awakener, the probability strand is even less pronounced. Most of what they wanted to do was succeed, so there were few turns.

However, for ordinary humans, it was impossible to break through all the obstacles that could be encountered. I even gave up or stepped back while going back the other way. The longer the road to the goal was long and rough, the harder it was to let go, the greater the fork in the road.

- But if.

The white bird's eyes go beyond time and space.

- When you meet an ordinary human being with an extremely low likelihood of loving an unloveable being. And if he doesn't give up by the end.

He looked at me.

- We'll get what we want.

“Us?”

The white bird spread its wings long instead of answering. The tip of the white feather is shaken by the wind. She slowly bows her head, saluting you.

- The life of a bird that counts the stars.

The prophet's gaze reached me. The fragments of my memory that I held in my hand were completely scattered. The system message window was flashing red.

[Warning! The Seung Guild District will be closed soon! Please evacuate the area!]

Warning!]

The moonlight, which had been lying myriad, disappeared completely from the silver chain. I saw him lying on the floor in the body of the Holy Father. I looked up at me, half-naked inside the gold.

[Please evacuate the area immediately!]

“You said it was urgent. ”

He laughs silently.

[Special Quest! Let's get out of the Seung Guild District!

Reward: 1,000 points]

You take a step back.

[Reward!: 10,000 points! T △ △]

You turn away. The limp takes a step toward the end of the garden. You reach a point where you don't have to jump over a broken building and jump down. The body falls to the ground and rolls into a ditch. I couldn't help but get a small wound, but I didn't get a big one thanks to the grace.

I set my foot back on the cane. I kept walking out on an empty path with no one there.

A little, I feel nauseous.

‘Crescent and white bird. ’

What they wanted became more clear.

The crescent moon sought to completely eliminate the source by completing the sacred object and the small moon. Just by swallowing a world, a transcendent is born. Therefore, it is possible to eliminate the source of the Holy Spirit who refused to be transcendent and had suffered the destruction of many worlds. "Possible," the white bird also said.

‘… a loving, tree. ’

A tree that snows. Fifth origin. When the Holy Spirit is completed, the source that the white bird loves will also disappear. So the white bird had to stop the crescent and the completion of the small moon. However, the Holy Father was in a world where the transcendents could not intervene directly.

“So, damn it! ”

He took my brother. To keep me from giving up? And if I succeed in stopping the crescent moon, will you give it back? No, why would I do that? Why Yoohyun.

“... who cannot be loved. ”

Because I love you. Because of that? My pace was slow. I can hardly breathe. That said, my brother was wrong, I mean, from the start.

“But my brother, he was cute. ”

I can't help it. I just, I liked her.

“... What a fucking greeting. ”

Like you said, I'm just a human being. I couldn't give up, so I came all the way here. Honestly, my body's already ragged. But you can't stop. You can take my brother and go.

I felt dizzy in my chest speed. From where, there was no one to blame. I was told the White Bird prophesied, but it was my choice to come here in the end.

I wanted to see Yoohyun go crazy.

“Han Yoo-jin?”

I heard a strange voice. I may have come across him from somewhere, but I don't remember. You wouldn't have to remember. But I turned my head. There are three men who appear to be hunters. Grade B through C. It's A-B.

My mind gets cold. It's a relatively low grade monster that wanders around outside without staying in a certain area.

“Let's sell it. We're walking around in broad daylight. ”

They don't feel strange about the empty streets, but they put up a great deal of effort. It's not noon. It's sunset. He may be self-conscious, but he can't escape the monster routine.

“Why are you picking on the powerless F class? If you're a good hunter, do your thing. ”

You take a step back and pull out your gun. Class B now has a suspicious look on its face.

“Gun?”

“I know it doesn't work on you. It was worth something between the lesser classes, so I got one in self-defense. ”

There were only ordinary guns in the world before the regression. Even a low-powered pistol didn't work on Class C. Can you hear the bruising? Thanks to this, Class A slowly approached me without any boundaries.

“Now you're breaking the law. I can't just hand it over as an intermediate hunter. ”

“It's not illegal. But is it really the middle class? I don't think I'm too free for that. If I get shot, it'll puncture my head. ”

“Son of a bitch. Shoot it! It doesn't even tickle ─”

Bang!

I pulled the trigger. Mana, who was pushed tightly as he approached, bursts out of the gun. A devil with the most S rank power. The unexpected storm in Mana has left me in a state of panic, but it's too late to avoid.

Oops, Class A's head is gone. My body was pushed back as I was rebounded.

“What the hell!”

You detonated a smoke grenade in the remaining Class A, B surprise scream. Subsequently used Hidden Skill. A cloaking skill that adds a buff to your jacket so you won't even notice it in class S. You rush out, drawing as fast as you can to get as close to Class B as you can and start shooting again. Class B is easier to knock out.

“Son of a bitch! ”

Class A has spotted my position in the attack direction. The swiftly thrown wire grabs my body, Wheyrik. It was inevitable that my leg was uncomfortable, and I put it in my inventory first. After unlocking the cloaking skill, Class A lunges at me and stops flinching.

I killed two of them in an instant, so I don't have to be wary, but I pull the wire roughly instead. As I nullified the damage, my body collapsed powerlessly.

“You...! ”

“Do you still think I'm Han Yoo-jin? ”

“… What? ”

“You disguise yourself so well, and someone's picking on you. Leave this, and I'll let you live if you behave yourself. It takes a lot of different things for me to do. ”

I rolled my eyes in embarrassment. No matter how careless you were, you couldn't have killed a class A or a class B in his mind. You don't have Dungeon Guns, so you must have felt like a gunman's attack skill. At least Class A.

“A rice, a disguise.... ”

“These two died fighting each other with dungeon items. Tell that to the association. ”

A hesitant class runs away from the wire. I swallowed a short sigh as I watched the back of the building disappear. You should use your Hidden Skills well.

He pulls out his dagger and cuts the wires around his body, trying to. Shit, I don't get cut. As I was slashing my knife, a silly smile leaked out.

Why can't I give up because I'm so stupid? Not to mention my brother, the sex system, and everything else.

I woke up staggering. I walked again.