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Author: Tefa
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Chapter 8: The Act of Violence

As the first gray light of dawn filtered through the parchment windows, Sebastian scanned the translucent notification. Beside him, his young wife was already stirring. She rubbed her hands together briskly, whispering, "So cold, so cold," before reaching for her silk undergarments on the bedside table. She slipped them on beneath the heavy quilts before emerging into the biting air to put on her coarse cloth socks and outer layers. Standing before the bronze mirr
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    Chapter 8: The Act of ViolenceAs the first gray light of dawn filtered through the parchment windows, Sebastian scanned the translucent notification. Beside him, his young wife was already stirring. She rubbed her hands together briskly, whispering, "So cold, so cold," before reaching for her silk undergarments on the bedside table. She slipped them on beneath the heavy quilts before emerging into the biting air to put on her coarse cloth socks and outer layers. Standing before the bronze mirror, she began to comb her long, raven-black hair."It looks like the weather will hold today, Sebastian," she said, her voice clear and rhythmic. "Remember to take the herbs from the drying racks and spread them out in the courtyard to catch the sun.""I will," Sebastian replied softly.His physical strength had yet to fully recover. His legs felt heavy and weak, a lingering fatigue settling deep within his muscles. In terms of raw physical power, he was significantly weaker than Ellen. Though h

  • 7

    Chapter 7: YunaDeep within the mental archives of Sebastian's memories from the "Eternal Hell" player forums, the descent of a Taboo was always categorized into three chilling, distinct phases: Programming, Loading, and Execution. The most unpredictable and volatile of these was "Execution"—the specific, often mundane triggers that dictated when a curse would finally begin its harvest of souls. However, the most definitive and structured phase was "Programming."While the intricate "source code" of a Taboo remained a mystery to most, the veteran players on the forums had identified two essential conditions for its manifestation. First, there had to be a catalyst of extreme, concentrated spiritual agony—wrath, searing pain, or a sharp, lingering sense of a profound injustice that refused to be silenced. Wherever a Taboo was born, a great tragedy or a scream of an unavenged soul had surely preceded it. Second, it required a sanctuary of solitude—a land where the presence of the living

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    Chapter 6: Omen of TerrorSebastian glanced at his strength attributes once more. The numbers remained a mocking [0 ~ 0].After a moment of grim reflection, he pushed himself up and gripped his hardwood cane. With a rhythmic *thud, thud* against the floorboards, he made his way toward the front hall of the apothecary. It was a clear day, and despite the chilling rumors of bandits lurking on the outskirts, Riverside Village was slowly waking up. There was no reason for the Healing Apothecary to remain shuttered.As the vibrations of his cane sent ripples of information through his ink-wash world, a path of pale lines unfurled before him. He navigated around the privacy screen and entered the main shop. Behind the counter, he "saw" the delicate silhouette of Ellen, her form rendered in shimmering white strokes against the dark background of the medicine racks."Ellen," he said softly. "Do we have any tonics or medicines to fortify the body? I wish to become stronger—sturdier."Ellen fro

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    Chapter 5: The Leap from the Ninth TowerYellow Grade, Rank D? The Ancient Pagoda Visualization?A profound sense of wonder erupted in Sebastian's heart, though it was immediately shadowed by a veil of deep mystery. He found himself questioning the very essence of this reality. Was this truly the world of Eternal Hell he remembered from his previous life? In that digital realm, players adhered to a rigid numerical progression that ended at level sixty. He had never encountered a skill like the Ancient Pagoda Visualization, nor had he seen classifications like Yellow Grade. These were anomalies, shifting the very foundation of his understanding.Shaking these thoughts away, Sebastian refused to let himself be paralyzed by speculation. With a focused mental command, he directed his last remaining attribute point into the newly revealed skill. A sensation akin to a lifetime of silent meditation washed over him, bringing a fleeting moment of serenity to his soul. Yet, there was no immedia

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    Chapter 4: The Ancient Pagoda VisualizationBy afternoon, the snowfall had ceased, but the accumulated drifts remained, blocking the mountain passes and the roads leading to the county seat. Riverside Village had become an isolated settlement, cut off from the rest of the world. Within the Healing Apothecary, the manager and the blind man managed to scrape together two meager meals that day. Having eaten flatbread the previous night, they settled for a thin dough soup—essentially the same ingredients, just a different preparation to stretch their supplies.After finishing the soup, a modest warmth returned to their limbs. Ellen finished washing the dishes and peered out the front door once more. Not a single soul had come seeking medical aid. In these times, even if someone did show up, Ellen doubted they would have the means to pay, or would offer very little in return. As Sebastian paced the courtyard with his cane, she checked the porcelain jar in the small side room.It was still

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    Chapter 3: An Era of Chaos[Strength: 1 ~ 1][Affection: 100]Sebastian stared toward the door, his inner vision fixed on Ellen's floating data, then glanced momentarily at his own.[Strength: 0 ~ 0]The digit "0" did not signify a total lack of vitality; rather, it was a cruel mathematical rounding. In this unforgiving world, his physical presence was so negligible it barely registered as a whole number. It wasn't surprising. Ellen spent her days climbing jagged cliffs, navigating dense thickets to forage for rare herbs. Her body was tempered, agile, and strong.He, on the other hand, was merely "The Blind Man." A caretaker of the apothecary who handled menial chores—sweeping the courtyard, drying roots under the pale sun, or roasting herbs in a heavy iron pan. It was for this very reason that although they hadn't been husband and wife in name, they had long been partners in survival.Ellen didn't want him to die. In a world where strangers felt like threats, she sought security in t

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