### Chapter 209 – Room 104, Cursed Room – ‘Prestigious Hotel High School’ Re (3)
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[User: Han Kain (Wisdom)
Date: Day 97
Current Location: Floor 1, Room 104 – Cursed Room ‘Prestigious Hotel High School’
Sage’s Advice: X]
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– Han Kain
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“O Holy Sun…”
Aurelia’s expression lit up with ecstasy as tears streamed down her face while gazing at the flames.
‘Holy Sun’
Is this the legacy of this room? It feels like an object that appears when a certain number of cultists are slain. If it’s a religious organization, there’s bound to be a legend about a holy artifact that emerges in moments of peril for the sect.
I realized the reason for the bizarre events during my first attempt when Aurelia was left in a near-death state. The artifact must have emerged when the saint approached danger, perceiving that the sect was on the brink of destruction, allowing the God to intervene.
Initially, the flame was weak like a matchstick, but just like it was pulling light from everywhere, it suddenly blazed bright. In a split second, the expanding flame radiated an overwhelming energy that left everyone present frozen like stone.
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I see the sun. I see the sun. I see the sun. I see the sun. I see the sun. The sun is coming to me. Without thinking, my hand extended, grasping the sun.
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“My son, the time has come.”
I looked at the Holy Sun in my hand. I witnessed the light touching the distant sky. Moments ago, I was in the underground city, unable to see the heavens, yet strangely enough, I now beheld a lamp illuminating the entire world hovering above.
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“My son, what are you looking at? The light is already in your hands. There’s no need to strain your neck looking up.”
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I blankly lowered my gaze to the ground. The moment the tiny sun appeared, Aurelia and my companions were all petrified, immovable as rock.
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Were they all frozen? No. I finally sensed that I was moving unbelievably quickly beyond comprehension.
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“What have you done to me…”
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“Do not fear. Look within yourself.”
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As if I shifted into a third-person perspective, rising toward the heavens —
I felt the God seeping into me.
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[Descent: 2 -> 1]
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Aurelia crawled toward me, crying out, “Father… Father! Were you there all this time? You haven’t forsaken me!”
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Despair vanished from her beautiful face, replaced by overwhelming reverence and triumph.
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“My faithful daughter, Aurelia.”
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“Father!”
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“Now, only one step remains.”
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— Thud!
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A finger, extended straight, pierced through Aurelia’s neck in an instant.
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The God is resolving this room!
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Everything felt slow. Every change in the world appeared to crawl. Is this how a God perceives reality? The transformations of all living things seemed to be frozen.
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I understood it wasn’t that the world had slowed down. I had merely accelerated excessively. The time it took for the God to plunge a finger into Aurelia’s neck after seizing control over my body was barely five seconds!
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Yet, my suspended mind watched as a droplet of blood trickled in slow motion. The voice of the God echoed in my body.
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“Do not fear. The resolution of this room is approaching. If you kill Aurelia and eliminate the remaining members of the cult, the room will be resolved. You will inherit the legacy, ‘Holy Sun’. Congratulations in advance.”
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‘So, the resolution of this room was contingent upon Aurelia’s execution and the demise of the sect?’
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“Isn’t that easy? The scenario of Room 104 isn’t that complicated. Simply eliminate Aurelia and her followers by force. If you think a bit, you could even enlist outside help.”
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‘The holy artifact appears whenever Aurelia is in peril, right? That’s why the first attempt was a failure?’
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“The holy relic always appears in this underground city.”
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The underground city is Aurelia’s ‘stronghold’. She cannot be defeated here. The moment she finds herself in critical condition, the sect’s holy artifact appears, resolving all crises. The true solution lies in luring Aurelia outside the sect!
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Simultaneously, I realized that all these concerns were meaningless!
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I don’t know why, but it has become evident that resolving the room is the God’s ultimate goal. What meaning does it bear to wonder ‘how to resolve’ when faced with this situation?
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‘What exactly are you thinking? Why are you trying to resolve the room?’
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“My son, humble your words. I have promised you endless glory.”
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It seems like He wouldn’t provide more explanations. I needed to think calmly. The overwhelming acceleration of consciousness caused by the Descent also influenced me. Not even a single drop of blood had yet fallen to the floor from Aurelia. Time was still on my side.
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What exactly are His intentions? Is He trying to take my body? But how’s that even possible? Once the room is resolved, the prisoner disappears. I cannot fathom how He thinks to take my body when resolving the room would mean the end of the prisoner. I know that resolving the room implies the prisoner’s demise. Yet, this isn’t the time to waste trying to understand His plans.
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Now is the moment for action. A book appeared in front of me. The God’s brow furrowed.
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Upon manifesting the power of the Avatar, my consciousness arose. The part of my consciousness freed from the shackles of the God examined the situation in the space. The God had in one hand the ‘Holy Sun’ that appeared from thin air while piercing Aurelia’s neck with the other.
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…
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I see threads. When my comrades first perceived the power of the Avatar, they remarked that it resembled puppetry.
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I see the threads connecting consciousness to body. I see the strain linking spirit to flesh. The threads controlling my body were burning like flames. A single thread stretched from the holy artifact named ‘Holy Sun’ to touch my body.
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What should I do?
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It hit me instinctively. It felt as if the Grimoire was telling me what to do. A ‘black thread’ extended from the Grimoire. As that pitch-black thread extended and touched my body, I commanded myself.
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‘Do not move!’
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With the command, my body froze like a statue. At that moment, the fiery thread controlled by the God writhed!
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The black thread and the fiery thread collided as if competing for dominance, causing my body to tremble, blood oozing from my eyes and nose. In the struggle between the power borrowed from the Grimoire and the God’s control, an overwhelming load smashed against my body.
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In the next moment, the God recoiled. Unlike me, who didn’t care about dying since I could be reborn outside, it seemed like the God was reluctant to allow my body to perish. I managed to push him back, even if only as a mere human mage, using the power I borrowed from the Grimoire.
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… In chaotic moments such as this, grasping the enemy’s intentions becomes critically important. Merely obstructing their plans often leads to gaining the upper hand!
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The fact that the God doesn’t desire my body’s death revealed a direction I should take.
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I must kill my own body.
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The contradictory commands from the God and I collided and stopped my body for about three seconds. In that fleeting moment, Aurelia, with a hole in her neck, wore a confused expression before dashing off somewhere.
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In a brief moment, having lost her followers and betrayed by the God, what could she possibly be thinking?
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No clue. And it’s not the time for me to worry about others. Looking at her running with a gaping hole in her neck proves she still retains remnants of her otherworldly power. In that split second, the hole in her neck was even healing!
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— Whoosh!
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The sun shifts. I could feel the wrath of the sun that illuminates all. The invisible sun glared at the mage freed from its physical form.
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“You’re such a headache!”
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‘No matter what, things won’t flow as you wish.’
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“Do not be arrogant. Do not mistake the wicked understanding you acquired as your own true talent!”
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Like a hazy cloud, vague realizations seeped in. Was it because the God and I shared a single body? Or was it due to the Blasting Aura that caused our consciousnesses to blend awkwardly? All the secrets the God had kept hidden began surfacing.
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I began to grasp the essence of the game that the God had created. At the same time, I understood what actions I must take.
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Another thread extended from the Grimoire. It leaped toward a corner of the underground city where fear dominated as the battle of superhumans erupted; it flew toward a bird hiding alongside Lee Eunsol and Kim Sanghyun.
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— Caw!
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As soon as I entered Pero’s body, the first thing I did was ruthlessly claw at my sister’s hair.
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“Ahh~! What the—”
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“Head to Ahri immediately! I have a message to convey to everyone!”
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I had practiced talking through Pero a few times, but using it so quickly actually worked! My sister, momentarily stunned by the marvel of the seemingly human parrot, quickly obeyed my orders and joined Pero in the center.
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The situation in the center was sheer chaos.
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Let’s think from the perspective of my companions. They thought they had taken down Aurelia, only for a bizarre fire-shaped mystical object to appear in mid-air. At the same time, Han Kain seemed to use Descent, emanating golden light while killing Aurelia, then stood still, and in the meantime, Aurelia escaped.
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Just that scenario alone was pandemonium enough, yet the cause of all that chaos, ‘Descent Kain’, remained motionless like a mannequin, without saying what had happened. The sheer tension of my overwhelming presence keeping mere mortals under control heightened the bedlam, leaving my companions utterly dazed.
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As soon as I landed, I issued orders to everyone.
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“Caw! Attention!”
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All eyes turned toward Pero.
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“Kill Han Kain now!!!”
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Instead of calming the chaos, my command only exacerbated it. Ahri, who hesitated for a moment, asked, “Did you possess Pero? So what about your original body… You’re using Descent now? What kind of trick is the God—”
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“Exactly! There’s no time to explain! I won’t be able to hold that body still for long!”
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The expressions of my companions turned stiff. The dreaded confrontation with ‘Descent Kain’ had been realized.
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In this extreme atmosphere, I felt a different pressure from my comrades. I vaguely understood the board the God had laid out, yet I had no idea how to break it apart. If only we had made some blunder that led us here, we could escape and then ensure no mistakes in the future. But…
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Since entering this room, we’ve made no mistakes.
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If there were any blunders, it might well be that merely entering this room was a mistake in itself. A sense of indescribable crisis gripped my mind.
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