All Chapters of The Squalor Bastard Becomes The Gravemarch: Chapter 11
- Chapter 19
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Welcome to the Meteor Ashen Technical Academy
Minutes later, Won stood in front of the gates of Meteor Ashen Technical, his first and only piece of luggage beside him. He could feel the intense energy radiating from within, even from the outside. It was his first time entering a school. Until now, he had only seen what a school might look like on TV. He chuckled inwardly, remembering the days back in the slums when kids—including himself—would scramble for a spot near any shop that had a television.He would forget his hunger while watching TV. It was addictive—even for a boy like him. He wondered if rich kids felt the same way.Students brushed past him as they entered the school grounds. Most arrived in lavish, branded cars. He was the only one standing there, idly trying to calm himself before stepping inside.Suddenly, a boy tapped him on the shoulder and a
Headmistress' Warning
The fourth General-ranked Ashen of the nation—Orson Driscoll.Won couldn't help but wonder how many powerful Ashen were currently surrounding him. Surely, there weren’t any other General-ranked individuals nearby? That rank was rare—exceptional, even.Even though he was now ranked Gravemarch—the highest rank ever recorded in the universe—his actual combat experience and skills didn't even match those of a Drathborn, the second-lowest tier. Everyone around him radiated strength. He could feel it in their presence, see it in their sculpted physiques and commanding auras—even from the air.There were nine ranks in total among Ashen. These weren't determined by strength alone, but by a combination of bearing, mentality, desperation, heart core, and sheer will to survive. Physical stre
Red Eye
A guide led the boys to the ninth floor, while another escorted the girls to the tenth, where the dormitories located.Each floor was divided into seven sections—one for each academic year.Can a place like this really exist? You could house an entire squalor here. Won was stunned by the size.All he wanted was a room to himself. As the only Flintshade, surely the disdain people had for him would at least grant him that.But no—the premium rooms had already been given to higher-ranked Ashen.Fair or not, Won couldn’t tell.He stood alone, the last one. A two-bed room.One more occupant required.But no one approached.No one wanted to share space with a Flintshade.Worse, some had already found out he was from the squalor.Well, I didn't even expect them to stay with me.No rich kid wanted to room with a poor orphan.And honestly, that suited him just fine. He was happy and fine with their response. He was used to being alone.If they all avoided him—he’d have the room to himself.He
Monster's Visit at First Day
Won shrugged, trying to wave off the questioning eyes of Orson. He had decided not to use his cognidominance on people—at least, well, for now. He thought relying too much on cognidominance would hinder him from improving his social skills. Not that he had any to begin with. But he wanted to follow General Benjamin’s advice for now.He was too confused to answer anything to Orson at the moment. He needed to talk to Woco first. But he also knew he had to respond to Orson; he didn’t seem like the type to let a matter like this go. After all, he was a general-ranked Ashen.Besides, General Benjamin hadn’t mentioned anything like what Orson was saying. If Orson’s statement was absolutely true, General Benjamin would have told Won, right?“Where did you hear such a thing about a red-eyed human receiving a fate seal?” Won
The Man
Madam Natt tilted her head at the sight of them and raised her brows. “What are you kids doing here?”Before Won could speak, Orson jumped in. “We came for you, Madam. We knew you’d be here. Actually, Won here—” he gestured at Won beside him, “he saw someone on the rooftop when the body fell.”Madam Natt narrowed her gaze at Won and asked, “What exactly did you see?”“I only caught a glimpse of a shadow. I couldn’t see his face. Did a veyne break? What really happened?” Won asked.Sighing, Madam Natt said, “No veyne broke. But this has never happened before. A monster appeared out of nowhere, and someone killed it as soon as it came out. But we’re not sure who did it.”“Could that monster have come from outside the main campus boundary?”“No, that’s impossible. Protective spells are cast there. Monsters can’t break through those spells. When they break out from a veyne, we get notified immediately.”“That was really dangerous, Madam Natt. The body... it smelled awful!” Orson added.Mad
Nightfall Alarm
“Being the vessel of what was once the strongest God made you a target,” the man spoke.Won tried to act as if he wasn’t scared, though turmoil raged inside him. He felt like he had lost the ability to speak. He had never been this terrified in his life—not even when he encountered the God of Emptiness. Well, not exactly saw Him, but heard His voice.The man glanced at him once more and sat casually on the edge of Won’s bed, crossing his legs.He had an intense aura. He was dressed in a white turtleneck shirt, matching white pants, and a white overcoat, all of which seemed to emit a soft glow.“By any chance, are you scared?” the man in front o
The General Twin Blossom
“Attention, students!” the loudspeaker blared. Madam Natt’s voice echoed through the massive hallway.“Seven large veyne have broken out simultaneously within the main campus boundary. You are all to join the raid with caution. Think of it as a test. And to the first-year students: observe the raid and watch how your seniors operate. Do not take any risks that may endanger your life. Those of you who wish to sit out are permitted to do so. This is not a mandatory raid for first-years. Now, report to the training ground.”Everyone began hurrying downstairs. Orson muttered beside Won, “The warning’s pointless. First-years are always the most eager to prove themselves.”“How can a raid be exciting?” Won muttered, frowning.“Won, listen—no matter what, stay close to me. Raid
The Diaon Drull
Won was in the air, sword drawn, his breath caught in his chest. He twisted mid-air, evading the stomp by inches. A heartbeat later and he would have been paste.Time slowed. Below him, the massive, three-headed beast twisted its necks, searching for its next victim with eyes that glowed like molten silver.Then the Codex Map blinked into view, lines of text forming fast:[Entity’s Title: Diaon Drull][Entity's Strength: ERROR]Error?What kind of monster makes the system glitch? Just how strong are you, bastard! Won screamed inwardly before jumping on.I wouldn't just
The Rifle Boy
Won was knocked backward, hit the ground hard. Something cracked in his side.He forced himself up, blinking blood from his eyes.The boy with the rifle was beside him, reloading. "I’ll open the path again. One shot. You find the heart."Orson interrupted, swinging his hand, “No, Won has done enough! I will do it!”“You cannot!” The rifle boy quietly spoke in calm voice with no hesitation. Then added, “This guy,” looking at Won, “only he can do it.”“What are you saying? That's too risky for a flintshade! He's bleeding all over.”The guy boy smirked and ignored Orson, then looking at Won he asked, “Can you do that?”Won gritted his tee