"Evreux!" someone yelled. "Evreux, you motherfucking bastard! Don't you even dare to die on me!"There it is again; the familiar voice. A voice he believed he would never hear again and never wished to hear again. He was displeased and annoyed, thinking that that scumbag would still bother him even before his death. At least let him die in peace, okay? As much as it was his fault for picking such a terrible target to kill, he still had the right to die peacefully. Evreux realized it wasn't an imagination as the voice got louder. In fact, it did seem to come from the person in question. It sounds strange, almost as if it was right next to him. He opened his eyes wide and looked up, only to discover a person possessing a pair of enchanting emerald green eyes hovering a few feet above him. His heart stopped for a moment as he was too stunned to speak. He couldn't understand what was going on. This had to be some kind of hallucination. Is this guy for real? Or am I finally dead?Fuck,
Julian Moore is a runner. It has a literal meaning: a person who runs. But in Julian Moore's world, a runner is more than a person who runs. It is a high-risk job that can change their entire life and possibly even death, a job so crucial to the survival of humankind that anyone would literally give whatever food there is left just to keep the runners full and healthy. Before getting too deep into the subtleties of things, it is important to note that the world in which Julian Moore resided is a peri-apocalyptic wilderness teeming with mutant beasts and monsters of all varieties. No one has figured out how or why the Earth got to this point or what caused the whole thing to go wrong. Even so, it wasn't always like this. Julian could still remember that he had been living a contented life until the point where, suddenly, the world was abruptly engulfed in pure and total darkness. It only took sixty seconds for the whole world to turn over. Later, people called this day Judgem
Since both of them had made it into the hollow, it was clear that no one would come out.Even though the mud wall is sturdy, it is not strong enough to prevent the marauding monsters from going through. Even so, the hole created is not very big. The concentration of the force is uneven, and as a result, the gap created is only enough to fit in a car. And because of this, the giant tentacles could not follow in.Tentacles that were wound very snugly hissed as they struggled to break free of the small space, but this action worsened their condition as more tentacles became entangled with one another. Being squeezed made the tentacles react vigorously, spewing noxious odors as if complaining, filling the closed space with a distinctive rotten smell. Chase didn't dare to swallow as it would only make him gag more.The two figures were drenched with dirt and mud. They are no longer recognizable. The prince's once-silvery white locks had turned a muddy brown, and the soot and ashes blaste
Something is on his back. Chase stopped in his tracks, feeling the skin-crawling sensation of someone staring intently. The already cold and dark surroundings rendered a feeling of dread, making the existence of the uncertain more prominent, leaving the two helpless figures to remain still. Evreux had long noticed the abnormality and went silent, drilling a couple of glances towards the motionless white-haired prince, who was also looking at him with an inquiring gaze.He seems to be asking, "What the heck is lurking in the dark?"To which Evreux answered with an equally terrifying expression, "I have a guess.""Is it dangerous?""Yes, very much."Chase whined under his breath, feeling the damp coldness seeping through his clothes. There's a tingling feeling that makes you want to turn around and see what it is, but the unsettling fear of actually seeing something flattens out that feeling. However, being in this deadlock will cause them more harm than good. They have to act immediat
"It's really a thing to consider."He would have overlooked it if it had only been three or five percent less, but it's over fifteen percent. Although it did not totally eliminate the risk, it was still better than keeping the ratio at ninety. A 20% difference is already significant.Who exactly is this assassin? Is he some golden child, or did he save the world in his previous life, that he could cause such fortune in Chase's fate? Chase's brows furrowed as he analyzed the situation and decided that helping the assassin was the best course of action."But how can I trust the assassin?" He stressed. "He tried to kill me for a minor offense I committed at the banquet, proving that this person's temper is incredibly volatile; I am still in danger of being killed."The system offered a proposal. 「The Host could implement the Oath to the Gods.」Chase hummed. "Oath of the Gods? Tell me more about it?"「It is a fate-binding oath established by borrowing the language of the gods. Before taki
Evreux wasn't sure if he was fortunate or unlucky. Everything that had happened to him in the previous hours had caused his mood to fluctuate.To begin with, it is important to understand that he was deeply disappointed by the failed assassination of the eccentric prince. Evreux has always been successful in his endeavors. He never made a single mistake, no matter how difficult or life-threatening the tasks were. This newfound adversary left a rotten impression on his ego. He could not fathom why he was unable to leave even a small scratch on that puny prince.Second, he genuinely believed he was going to die. He is a native of this place, so he fully understands how deep the "deepest" abyss is. It should be noted that the Norbumin Kingdom possessed the world's deepest trenches, most of which remained unexplored. He had trained as an assassin in the Dark Abyssal Cliff, which took only about 5% of the abyss's estimated depth. He had faced several terrifying beasts that could kill an en
"Unopened packs?"Chase was curious about the unopened packs. It was only then that he recalled the Old Lady Meng Po's gifting him a scroll. Due to all of the terrible events that occurred around him, especially the surprise assassination attempt, he had forgotten about it. He dug through his pockets but couldn’t find it. Did he lose it? Or perhaps–"System, are these unopened packs related to my rebirth, and is the scroll entrusted to me by Lady Meng Po one of them?"The system responded positively. Rather than commenting, it displayed the contents of the inventory slots, which stored three items. One of these is the familiar scroll with the inscription 「Gift from the God of Reincarnation」. The other two items are a black leather wristband and a silver token. Chase was confused as to why he had received two additional gifts.The system supplied the answer as if reading his thoughts.「The other gods had discerned the unfortunate fate of the poor soul, thus passing out gifts in tender
It wasn't a significant importation of memory; thus, the burden wasn’t very high. Chase only received twenty-five percent of his memories, which, if calculated, will garner him around four and a half years' worth of memories within the original Chase's eighteen years of life.Chase regained consciousness after a few minutes. He is then confronted with the blackness once more, with the system's flashing the only glow within the darkness. As he consolidated the accumulated memories in his mind, he squinted his eyes in disbelief.It could be asserted that the memories gathered were fragmented across different time frames from Chase's early life to the present, with a portion of his childhood being the foggiest. That is fairly sensible, since some childhood memories will normally dissipate as a person grows old. It's merely that this chunk of recollections prompted the present Chase to be dumbfounded.He'd learned about the rumors from the system previously and believed they were just sub